Chapter 382: The Battle of Zou Ends, Shadows Move in the New World
The situation here was extremely tragic.
There were corpses everywhere—not only of the Fur Tribe but also of Talos’s men. Of the hundreds who followed him, only a few dozen were still standing.
Talos sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Cat Viper and Inuarashi as they struggled to rise. He casually tossed aside a bloodied member of the Fur Tribe he had been holding in his hand. The wounds on his own body had already begun to heal.
Talos grinned. "It seems you’ve finally recognized reality."
"Ahem..."
Cat Viper coughed up blood, clutching at his wounds. He looked over at Inuarashi, who was also seriously injured, and let out a weary sigh before gritting his teeth. "You win."
Hearing this, Talos’s grin widened into a crazed smile. "Since I won, then the entire Fur Tribe should acknowledge me as their king. Is there a problem?"
Before Cat Viper or Inuarashi could respond, Talos continued. "You should be grateful. At least I gave you a chance to resist instead of simply crushing you and taking control. If it had been Kaido or Charlotte Linlin, you wouldn’t even have been given that much. You’d have either surrendered or died. So yes, you should thank me. Under my rule, Zou won’t have to fear being targeted or plundered again."
Inuarashi curled his lips in disdain. Though Talos’s words weren’t entirely false, asking for gratitude after this massacre was absurd.
Looking at the countless bodies of his fellow tribesmen strewn across the battlefield, Inuarashi understood that further resistance was pointless.
Talos’s strength was overwhelming. So overwhelming it made them despair.