Chapter 400: Catastrophic Disaster

The third day of the second month of the tenth year of the Teng tribe.

Mangzhu Mountain, bamboo rat tribe.

In the cave, the Bamboo Rat Tribe witch Mingming was sitting beside the fire. Facing the scorching flames, he felt a chill in his body and his eyes were filled with pain and fear.

"The divination has come true. The disaster has come. I knew that this Vine Tribe would bring disaster to the Bamboo Rat Tribe. I knew it!"

The witch of the Bamboo Rat Tribe kept repeating this sentence, and he was in great pain.

Two days ago, the Vine Tribe sent people to inform the Black Snake Tribe of the impending invasion. The entire Bamboo Rat Tribe became panic-stricken and everyone fell into fear.

They wanted to abandon their territory and flee, but the Teng tribe would not allow them to escape and told them that reinforcements would arrive soon and they would be fine.

As a subordinate tribe, they dared not disobey the orders of the Teng tribe, otherwise it would also bring disaster.

They could only wait in fear for the arrival of an unknown fate and dig the cave deeper and deeper as possible.

Now, the Black Snake Tribe has finally arrived.

The witch has already sensed the terrifying aura of the Black Snake God, and it is getting closer and closer, but the reinforcements that the Vine Tribe mentioned are nowhere to be seen. Even the terrifying divine vine only revealed its astonishing aura once yesterday and then disappeared.

What made him feel even more desperate was that when the breath of the Black Snake God appeared, the Bamboo Rat God immediately hid deep underground, and no matter how he called out, there was no response.

Is the Bamboo Rat Tribe really going to perish?

The witch of the Bamboo Rat Tribe hugged his head in pain. The emotions of unwillingness, anger, fear, etc. intertwined in his heart made him suffer.

What made him even more painful was that he didn't even have the courage to face the Black Snake Tribe.

Faced with the powerful enemy and what he believed to be inevitable defeat, he didn't even have the courage to leave the underground cave, let alone lead his people to fight.

He hated his cowardice, but he could not overcome his instincts with courage and willpower, so he could only hide deep in the cave and passively wait for fate to come.

Hiding in the cave with Wu was the leader Banzhu.

"Wu, are the Black Snake Tribe attacking us?"

"Wu, are we really safe from being found by those big black snakes if we hide here?"

"Wu, will the Teng tribe come to rescue us?"

"witch……"

Countless problems made the Bamboo Rat Tribe's witch feel like his head was buzzing, and his already bad mood became even worse.

He stared at Banzhu with his red eyes, pointed at him with a trembling finger and shouted: "Shut up!"

Banzhu really closed his mouth. The furious Wu's eyes seemed to want to kill someone, which made him feel strange and scary.

He involuntarily shrank back, not daring to get so close.

Soon, the cave became quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound from the firewood burning in the fire pit and the human figures on the wall constantly distorted and changed with the jumping flames.

Outside Mangzhu Mountain, a thick black fog was rapidly approaching the Bamboo Rat Tribe.

“Hiss…”

In the black fog, a giant snake with a body length of over a thousand meters was twisting its huge body to fly in the fog. Occasionally, a section of its body covered with dense scales appeared in the rolling black fog, which was enough to make people shudder.

It was the totem god of the Black Snake Tribe! Below the Black Snake God, there were countless large black snakes moving quickly through the woods. Some of them were carrying warriors of the Black Snake Tribe, and some were carrying supplies. There were so many of them that just one look would make one's scalp numb.

On the back of one of the big black snakes sat a witch from the Black Snake Tribe. He was wearing a black snakeskin coat and holding a snake-head crutch. His pupils were erect like those of a black snake, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Sitting on another big black snake was Snake Fang, the leader of the Black Snake Tribe.

He was also wearing a snakeskin coat, but holding a spear made of fine stone in his hand, and his skin was covered with black snake totem patterns. The most terrifying thing was that the two teeth in his mouth had turned into snake fangs, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

When the army of the Black Snake Tribe arrived at the foot of the mountain, Sheya looked up at the tall Mangzhu Mountain, sniffed the air, and grinned, "This is the Bamboo Rat Tribe. I can already smell the delicious scent of those big bamboo rats."

The black snake wizard got off the back of the big black snake and walked to a big tree with the snake-head crutch.

A piece of bark was peeled off the trunk of the big tree, and then a totem pattern resembling a giant bamboo rat was painted with paint.

The black snake witch raised his snake-headed cane and stabbed it heavily on the totem pattern of the bamboo rat tribe, saying viciously: "Find the bamboo rats hiding in the caves, kill them all, and eat them!"

Sheya turned around and shouted to the many Black Snake Tribe warriors: "Warriors, the time for revenge has come! Find those daring bamboo rats from their holes, kill them all, and eat them!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the warriors of the Black Snake Tribe rushed up the mountain with strange cries, and then relied on the sharp sense of smell of the big black snakes to find the entrances to the caves and went in without fear.

“Squeak…”

Soon, some giant bamboo rats and members of the bamboo rat tribe who were hiding shallowly were discovered. They hurriedly drilled into deeper underground caves and used various secret passages and traps set up in the caves to hinder the pursuit of the black snake tribe.

“Hiss…”

Outside the cave, the Black Snake God had already flown to the top of Mangzhu Mountain.

Its huge snake eyes shot out two red rays of light, penetrating the thick black fog and sweeping across the mountain, looking for the hiding place of the Bamboo Rat God. Its nose was also moving, searching for the scent left by the Bamboo Rat God in the air.

As the totem god of a large tribe, it has no interest in the ordinary tribesmen and big bamboo rats of the bamboo rat tribe. Only the big bamboo rat that has become a god is qualified to be its prey.

However, the Bamboo Rat God, who had already received the news from the Teng Tribe, hid very deeply, covering up all his breath and fluctuations of divine power. Even the Black Snake God could not find him for a while.

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But the Black Snake God was not in a hurry at all. As a hunter, he had plenty of patience.

Inside the underground cave, the Black Snake Tribe's attack was not as smooth as expected.

The Bamboo Rat Tribe has lived in Mangzhu Mountain for hundreds of years and has hollowed out the entire mountain. The mountain is filled with countless tunnels of all sizes, and even the members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe sometimes get lost.

When the warriors of the Black Snake Tribe and the big black snake rushed into these tunnels, they soon encountered various forks, narrow roads, dead ends, loops, and various traps made by the members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe using arrow bamboo.

A big black snake was crawling forward in search of the remaining scent of a giant bamboo rat in the tunnel. Suddenly, it pressed on the trigger device of a ground trap.

"call out!"

A feather arrow made of bamboo suddenly shot towards the big black snake from the side, and the sharp stone arrowhead pierced through its body with a "puff".

"hiss……"

The big black snake felt pain and twisted wildly in the tunnel. Even the Black Snake Tribe warrior following behind it was hit by its tail. The huge force almost seriously injured the warrior.

In another direction, several Black Snake Tribe warriors were following a big black snake in a relatively spacious tunnel, slowly bending forward.

Suddenly, some smoke spurted out silently from a small hole on the side of the tunnel. When the two soldiers smelled something wrong, it was too late.

"Oh no, there's...toxic smoke!"

As soon as one of the soldiers finished speaking, he felt dizzy and soon fell to the ground and convulsed.

Another soldier hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, but it was too late. After losing consciousness, he also fell down.

Similar incidents occurred all over Mangzhu Mountain.

It has to be said that given the strength of the Bamboo Rat Tribe, they have been able to survive in Mangzhu Mountain for so many years without being destroyed. They must have some means.

In the densely packed underground caves, the Black Snake Tribe's warriors' great strength and numerical advantage could not be brought into play at all. Instead, due to their unfamiliarity with the terrain, many of them were killed or injured by the Bamboo Rat Tribe's various means.

Of course, the Bamboo Rat Tribe also suffered casualties. Some tribesmen and big bamboo rats who did not hide well enough or had bad luck died at the hands of the Black Snake Tribe.

The leader of the Black Snake Tribe hated the big bamboo rats hiding in the tunnels, but he had no better solution for the time being. After losing some people and black snakes, he had no choice but to temporarily withdraw from the tunnels. The Bamboo Rat Tribe also got a moment of respite.

However, the power gap between large tribes and small tribes is ultimately unbridgeable.

The Black Snake God is still entrenched on Mangzhu Mountain. Under the crushing power of its absolute strength, as long as it takes action, the Bamboo Rat Tribe will have no chance of resistance.

The Black Snake Tribe and the Bamboo Rat Tribe were temporarily in a stalemate, but this was just the calm before the storm.

At this time, the Teng Tribe was rushing here with its five subordinate tribes. A huge purple eagle and dozens of giant dragonflies loaded with Teng Tribe warriors were about to arrive at Mangzhu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)