My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 33 Rekindling the Fighting Spirit

The situation of the Spirit Cat Clan was dire. The clan members had completely lost their fighting spirit and were listless. The harsh reality had dealt them a heavy blow.

They originally thought they could latch onto a powerful force, but they never expected it to be a conspiracy by the Wolf Fang Clan, a trap. Without the protection of a strong race, their weak race would perish sooner or later.

Destruction is only a matter of time, so why should they struggle so bitterly? With no future in sight, they might as well just die.

Moreover, they showed no grief over the deaths of their people, only despair. The sacrifice of their people was nothing new; many people died every time something like this happened, so they had become accustomed to it.

They are now only worried about the living, about their own future and that of their families.

"What's wrong with you? Are you giving up your future because of this? How can you face the dead people of your tribe?" Seeing the lifeless faces of her people, Laestia raised her voice and spoke loudly.

"Chieftain, we don't want this either, but the Wolf Fang Clan has their eyes on us. How can we possibly fight them?"

“That’s right! The Wolf Fang Clan is good at tracking. No matter where we hide, it’s useless. They will find us sooner or later.”

"Death awaits us; no matter how hard we try, it's useless!"

"Let's give up! Let's cherish the little time we have left."

The tribesmen spoke one after another, but none of them had the will to survive. They were lifeless and weak. How could they possibly deal with the ferocious Wolf Fang tribesmen?

All they wanted to do at that moment was cherish the time they had left, so that their lives would not have been in vain.

“Give up? Why should we give up? We’ve survived so many crises before.” Restia continued, her people’s current behavior saddened her, but she couldn’t blame them. They were a weak race, cowardly and afraid of trouble.

"Chieftain, haven't you realized our current predicament? We may be facing a full-scale invasion by the Wolf Fang Clan. The Wolf Fang Clan is numerous, and we are so weak. Only death awaits us." One of the younger members of the Spirit Cat Clan stood up and spoke the thoughts of everyone.

“What situation? I don’t know. So what if the enemy is the Wolf Fang Clan? Have you forgotten how my father sacrificed himself?” As soon as Restia said this, the Spirit Cat Clan members fell silent.

Laestia's father, the previous clan chief, whose rank was second only to the old clan chief, fought a bloody battle against a powerful magical beast. He endured countless hardships and sacrificed many clansmen before finally slaying the powerful magical beast.

Back then, how different was their situation from now? They were still facing an invincible enemy. But what was the result? Although they paid a bloody price and their chieftain sacrificed himself, they won and defeated an invincible enemy.

Now they face the same situation again. Do they really have no chance of winning?

Couldn't a miracle happen again?

No, miracles don't come out of thin air; they are created by people. Nothing is impossible, and there are no absolutes in this world.

They've already created one miracle, why can't they create another?

Yes, miracles can still happen.

The deathly aura that permeated the air began to slowly dissipate, replaced by a hope for life. Although they were weak, they also wanted to live. Why shouldn't the weak have the right to live?

Who decided that every life in this world has its own value? Although the hope is small, they are willing to fight to the death, and even if they fail in the end, they will not be ashamed of their fallen kin.

One by one, the male tribesmen stood up from the ground, their faces resolute and their fighting spirit intense, ready to fight no matter what.

"Chieftain, please lead us in a desperate battle against the Wolf Fang Clan! Although our Spirit Cat Clan is weak, we are not cowards!" the clansmen roared in unison, their spirits soaring like a rainbow. Unlike their previous lifeless demeanor, they were now filled with fighting spirit and a thirst for survival.

In the past, women lived under the protection of men and stayed within their tribes. But now the situation was different. They faced an unprecedented crisis, yet were also inspired by their tribesmen. One by one, they stood up and shouted in unison:

"Even though we are weak, we will still go for it and fight the Wolf Fang Clan to the death!"

Although they are women, the weakest of the weak, they also have a fearless heart. At this moment, they are willing to step forward and create a glimmer of hope. They are heroic and spirited, proving that women are not inferior to men. Who says women are not as good as men?

Seeing that her people had regained their fighting spirit, Laestia nodded in satisfaction. As long as her people did not give up, they had hope of continuing to survive.

The little girl Emily, who was standing next to the old man, was already smiling broadly, like a lotus flower that had just bloomed. This was her older sister, who would never give up no matter what the situation was, and who was fearless no matter how strong the enemy was.

She longed for it, clenching her little fists. She wanted to be like her sister, someone who wasn't afraid of difficulties. She was no longer the little girl who needed protection; she now possessed the power to protect herself and her people.

"It seems this old man also needs to stretch his muscles." The old man stroked his long beard and smiled slightly. The indomitable fighting spirit of his people seemed to remind him of his past self. Although he was very old, he had an indomitable spirit and was still full of passion and enthusiasm.

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