Chapter 298 Return to the Ancestral Land

In the middle of the Southern Wilderness, the Rat Tribe.

"This is the last one!"

In front of a low hill, the gray rat was holding a bone spear and a golden bronze knife on his waist. He was looking at a hole in the ground in front of him, his eyes flashing with excitement.

A year ago, Gray Rat was still a one-color warrior. A year later, he had become a powerful five-color warrior. The five warrior patterns of different colors on his face were very conspicuous.

All this is because of Jiang Xuan and Shen Teng.

A year ago, Gray Rat tried to steal Jiang Xuan's goods, but was caught by Jiang Xuan. Jiang Xuan then let the Teng God leave a seed in his body, turning him into the first chess piece of the Teng Tribe in the central region.

During this year, the seeds germinated, grew, and helped the gray mouse transform from a small one-color warrior into a powerful five-color warrior. The speed was so fast that it was a miracle.

Relying on its powerful strength and the help of the new divine vine, the gray rat first killed the leader it followed and became the new leader. Then, with his rat tribe warriors, it successively annexed the forces of other rat tribe leaders.

Now, the gray rat has gathered most of the members of the rat tribe, leaving only this last place.

By taking down this small force, the Rat Tribe will once again become a complete tribe.

Of course, all this does not come without a price.

Now the roots of the divine vine have spread all over the gray mouse's body. Although the vine is usually invisible, it is like a tattoo, entwined around his body in circles, and can kill him at any time.

Moreover, as an ordinary person with average talent, the Five-Color Warrior is the peak of his combat power, and he can never go any higher.

However, the gray rat didn't care. As long as the rat tribe could be complete again and return to its ancestral land, he would be willing to die.

No matter what, it is better than the rat tribe being torn apart and then slowly dying out.

"Go in!"

The gray rat raised his bone spear and was about to lead hundreds of rat tribe members and countless giant rats behind him to charge in.

"Don't fight, don't fight, surrender!"

Just then, panicked voices came from the cave.

The gray rat, who was about to lead people into the cave, stopped and looked at the dark earth hole.

Soon, a little fire appeared in the earth cave, and a three-color warrior with the totem pattern of the rat tribe painted on his face walked out of the cave tremblingly.

This man is the leader of the Rat Tribe. Behind him are dozens of Rat Tribe warriors and dozens of fat giant rats.

"Nagao, are you really surrendering?"

The gray rat held a bone spear and pointed it at the tricolor warrior named Longtail.

"I... I surrender. From now on, all of us here will respect you as our leader."

The people standing behind Changwei also nodded. After all, the Gray Rat had more people, and they would definitely lose if they fought with such a small number of people.

"Very good, our Rat Tribe is finally complete."

After Gray Squirrel said this, his eyes became moist, because he had been waiting for this moment for too long.

Since the death of the Rat God, the Rat Tribe has been torn apart and hunted by various tribes, so they can only hide underground to survive.

Now, the Rat Tribe is complete again. He hopes that the Rat Tribe will no longer be bullied by others and will not have to hide all day long.

Gray Mouse wiped his eyes and said, "Pack up everything. I will take you... back to your ancestral land."

"Return to the ancestral land?"

Changwei was stunned, and all the Rat Tribe warriors were stunned.

The Rat Tribe was split not very long, only about ten years, so many of the Rat Tribe's warriors grew up in the tribe when they were children.

Even the descendants of the Rat Tribe who were born in the past ten years or so are told by their parents all day long about the various benefits that the Rat Tribe had when it was still in existence.

It can be said that everyone here has deep feelings for, or yearning for, the Rat Tribe’s ancestral land.

Now, the gray mouse told them to return to their ancestral land, and everyone had a feeling of unreality.

"Gray... Gray Rat Leader, is what you said... true?"

Changwei was very excited because he grew up in the tribe when he was a child.

"Of course, after so many years, it's time for us in the Rat Tribe to go back."

"But if we return to our ancestral land, what should we do if other tribes come to encircle and suppress us? Without the Rat God, we won't be able to withstand it."

Many people were also concerned about what Longtail said, and everyone looked at Gray Squirrel, hoping that he could come up with a solution.

The reason why the Rat Tribe was torn apart was because of the encirclement and suppression by other tribes, which led to the death of the Rat God.

It would be difficult for a tribe without a totem god to survive in this dangerous world.

Various hostile tribes and various ferocious beasts may bring devastating disaster to the tribe.

Without the protection of the totem god, even if all the members of the Rat Tribe returned to their ancestral land, could they really live in peace? The gray mouse was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't worry, everyone. The vine god of the vine tribe has promised to protect our Rat Tribe. With the vine god here, nothing will happen."

Changwei asked again: "Chief, what kind of tribe is the Teng tribe? Why have I never heard of it?"

"The Teng Tribe is a powerful tribe. Don't ask so many questions. You will know when the time comes. Now, everyone, follow me back to our ancestral land!"

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The gray rat was unwilling to reveal the fact that the vine god was on him. Although the others still had doubts, they felt more at ease when they heard that the vine tribe was a large tribe, so they followed the gray rat to the ancestral land of the rat tribe.

Two days later, more than 500 members of the Rat Tribe finally returned to the Rat Tribe's ancestral land after a long journey.

What came into view was a lush forest, but there were few tall trees, and the trunks of those large trees showed signs of being burned.

“This is the ancestral land!”

The gray rat led the members of the rat tribe to the edge of the forest, and everyone was very excited.

This was the place they had been forced to leave for more than ten years, and it was also the former shelter of the Rat Tribe. Now, they were finally back!

The Rat Tribe warriors who once lived here walked into the forest, touching things here and there, excitedly discussing what had once existed in these places.

Those younger members of the Rat Tribe who had never lived here looked around curiously, observing this place that had been missed by their loved ones since childhood.

In the ancestral land of the Rat Tribe, ruins can still be seen, but most of them are covered with grass and moss. Some large rocks are engraved with vague totem patterns of the Rat Tribe.

The gray mouse walked to the largest boulder in the center of the forest, stroked the mottled totem pattern of the mouse tribe on it, and whispered, "We are back..."

The gray mouse pressed its face against the totem pattern on the boulder and slowly closed its eyes.

He seemed to see the prosperous Rat Tribe of the past again, with thatched houses and stone houses standing in rows, the tribesmen peeling animal skins and grinding stone tools here, the children playing here, and the fat giant rats lying on the ground casually basking in the sun...

Scenes kept appearing in the gray mouse's mind, making him feel as if he had returned to that prosperous mouse tribe.

After a long time, the gray mouse opened its eyes again, and what it saw was still a dilapidated scene with broken walls and overgrown weeds.

The gray rat wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then clenched the bone spear in his hand, cheered himself up, and called all the members of the Rat Tribe together.

"From today on, we are going to rebuild our ancestral land. Now, half of us will go hunting, and the others will clear weeds, caves, and rebuild houses!"

Following the order from the Gray Rat, all the members of the Rat Tribe immediately got busy.

The gray mouse continued to stand next to the huge rock in the center of the tribe, communicating with the vine god, hoping that the vine god could help protect the mouse tribe.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

Not long after, a vine gradually pulled out from the gray mouse's body and took root next to the boulder. The emerald green vine grew rapidly, entwining itself around the boulder in circles.

The vine god agreed to the gray mouse's request and helped protect the mouse tribe.

Of course, the condition is that the Rat Tribe becomes a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe and remains loyal.

If the Rat Tribe has other ideas in the future, the Vine God can destroy them effortlessly.

This is the guarantee brought by powerful strength!