The warm sunshine spread across the earth, driving away the cold and making the surroundings warm.

However, no matter how warm the sunshine was, it could not drive away the chill in the hearts of the tribesmen who were bathing in the sunshine.

Under the warm sunshine, a fire was burning next to the tribe's cave, surrounded by people wrapped in animal skins.

These people were in low spirits. Even though their faces had not been washed for who knows how long and were covered with a thick layer of dirt, one could still see a sad look on their faces.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, which came from the burning flames. Inside the flames was a corpse.

If an ordinary person died, the people in the tribe would feel sad, but not as sad as they are now.

This time, the person who died in the tribe was not someone else, but the leader of the tribe!

If the leader died of illness, or was bitten to death by a wild beast while hunting, or stepped on a poisonous snake... although these ways of death were a bit tragic, they were still within the acceptable range of everyone.

However, what is sad and terrifying now is that the leader was killed by people from other tribes!

The newly elected leader stood in front of the fire, looking at the old leader's body being gradually devoured by the flames, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Because he remembered the tribe that came to their tribe with weapons made of black stone.

When they arrived, they asked people from their tribe to bring them food.

Food is extremely important to every tribe. How could they agree to such a thing?

So the bravest leader of the tribe took up his weapons and fought with the leader with the black stone weapon, hoping to defeat and drive away these unreasonable guys with strange weapons.

The new leader, like the rest of the tribe, was angry and felt that the leader holding the black stone could not beat the leader of his own tribe.

Because the leader of his tribe was extremely strong, he could kill even the most ferocious prey when hunting.

However, the result was beyond the expectations of everyone in the tribe.

The fight had just begun when the weapon in the hand of the leader of his tribe was chopped off by the man's weapon made of black stone.

The leader, whose weapon was broken, was soon stabbed in the thigh by the man with a black stone. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up...

The group of demons with black weapons left, but they left behind a request that food be delivered to them before every full moon.

The new leader wanted to say no and wanted to rush forward to kill all these smiling demons holding bloody black stone weapons. However, fear prevented him from moving.

The most valiant leader in the tribe was seriously injured by a Black Stone weapon, not to mention himself.

Moreover, everyone in the tribe that came was holding terrifying black stone weapons. If they all took action, the people in his tribe would not survive...

The old chief had a big gash on his leg and died at night. Before his death, he was made the new leader and was asked to lead the people of the tribe to move far away, away from this devilish tribe.

Looking at the old leader's body gradually being burned out of sight in the flames, the new leader was still shaking violently.

He was afraid of the terrifying tribe holding the black stone, but at the same time he was also afraid to take his people to live in an unknown place.

Because their tribe had migrated in the past and many people died.

He was faced with such a difficult problem just after becoming the leader, which made him extremely scared and uncomfortable.

However, what frightened him even more was yet to come.

Looking at the bark that led the way, the column of smoke rising not too far away, and then looking at the familiar environment around, one would know that the tribe was near.

I sniffed hard and smelled the familiar scent of tree bark.

This was the smell when the tribe I lived in was conquered by that terrifying tribe and they burned the dead people.

Why are people dying in this tribe? Did they eat some poisonous fruit?

But don't let too many people die...

Shupi thought so in his mind and slowed down his pace. Then he asked everyone to follow his example, hold the bow in their hands, put arrows on it, and then split into two groups and headed towards the place where the smoke column rose.

"#￥%5!"

Just like the previous hunting, Shupi brought his men quietly over and saw people gathered not far from the fire.

Seeing that there were quite a few people here, Shupi felt relieved.

After walking forward for a distance, Shupi no longer hid his figure. He shouted loudly, and rushed out with his men, rushing towards the people gathered around the fire.

While running, he began to draw his bow and shoot arrows.

The people coming from another direction also rushed out following the bark's shouts.

Because Shupi had already explained it before, most people did not deliberately shoot at these people, but there were still some unlucky people who were hit by the messy feather arrows.

Immersed in sadness and fear, everyone was stunned by the sudden movement and the subsequent attack.

The new leader, like everyone else, was frightened to death when he heard the sudden shout and saw the man rushing towards him, thinking that it was the terrifying Black Stone Tribe coming to kill him again.

“￥%…!”

They did not bring any weapons when they left the cave to burn their leader, and they were already afraid because they had just encountered the Blackrock Tribe not long ago.

At this time, they saw that these people could attack them from a long distance, and some people had already begun to wailed. The new leader shouted loudly in fear and ran towards the tribe's cave first.

The caves can protect them from wind and rain, from attacks by wild beasts at night, and also from attacks by others.

Moreover, their weapons were still in the cave. Only by returning to the cave would they have the courage to face this sudden enemy.

Looking at these people fleeing to the cave without any resistance, the people of the Bark Tribe were a little surprised, but soon it became a matter of course.

We have magical and powerful bows and arrows, so it is normal for these people to run away in fear after seeing them.

However, seeing these people running quickly towards the cave, many people from the Bark Tribe became a little anxious.

They also live in caves and know the various benefits of caves.

If these people fled to the cave and sealed the entrance, it would be difficult to defeat them.

So some people quickly caught up.

"#￥%!"

After seeing this, Shupi shouted loudly...