Chapter 447 Immortal Beast?
"What should we do now? The chief has slept all day, and the competition between the tribes will be held tomorrow. What should we do?" The tribes outside were feasting and drinking, while the Gru tribe here was shrouded in a low pressure, and the tribesmen were all frowning.
"How about we go find that witch doctor and ask for an antidote?" an orc suggested.
The beastmen looked at each other. They had stripped their chief naked and buried him in the snow. If they hadn't heard the news and rushed over, he would have been a corpse lying on the beast-skin mat.
He shook his head silently in his heart. They were not going anyway. This witch doctor was able to knock down the tribe leader who had eaten two beast god fruits. Killing them would be a piece of cake.
Have all witch doctors become so cruel nowadays?
Elsewhere in the snow forest, in a tree house surrounded by huge trees, several people with white hair and eyebrows, wearing white clothes and looking like immortals, sat together. They were the masters of this Beast God Mountain, the people of the Shenmu Tree Clan.
"What do you think about this matter?" asked an older sacred tree man.
A younger tree man smiled and said, "We all know this very well. It was the Gru tribe that provoked them first, so they deserved to be punished. We just don't need to care about it. It's their orcs' business anyway. We just need to exchange enough items for them."
Another middle-aged tree man with a more serious expression shook his head in disapproval: "I think we can't just ignore it. Since they have come to our Beast God Mountain, they must abide by the rules of our Beast God Mountain. Now this witch doctor has used some kind of poison to make this Botel fall into a deep sleep. If this continues, it will delay our trade fair."
"If you say so, should we blame a witch doctor for a small Botel?" In the orc tribe, the witch doctor is a beast who can listen to the will of the beast god. He is closer to the sacred tree people who also believe in the beast god.
"I'm not saying to blame this witch doctor, but we can intervene and let this witch doctor remove the poison from Botel so that tomorrow's trade fair can proceed normally."
The middle-aged tree man's words were very sincere and neutral, which made all the acquaintances fall silent and stop arguing.
Qi Qi turned his gaze towards the old tree man who was sitting silently in the middle of the tree house: "Chief, do you think we need to step in and deal with this matter?"
The old chief opened his eyes, his gaze full of wisdom and peace. He did not answer the questions of the tree people, but looked at them and asked: "What do you think of this female witch doctor?"
The young tree man praised her with great appreciation: "I think this witch doctor is very powerful, much more powerful than those orcs in the tribe. She defeated that Bert in no time."
The old chieftain smiled at the young tree man, shook his head, and looked at the other tree men: "What about you?"
The acquaintances looked at each other in confusion, not understanding why the tribe leader suddenly cared about a witch doctor from a small tribe.
"This is a very powerful witch doctor." A female tree man said, "Everyone knows that every year in order to come to the Beast God Mountain to participate in the big trade fair, a large number of winged beastmen in the beast tribe will die, but this witch doctor can treat these injured winged beastmen."
(End of this chapter)