Chapter 496: Dirty Burial Pit

Meng Tai sneered and looked into the distance and said, "This is the most secret and safest place in the tribe. Except for orcs with some status in the tribe, orcs from other tribes cannot enter at all."

Ji Nuan was speechless. It must be that there is a thief in your tribe, and he is the kind who wishes you all death.

There is no need to think about it. It must be because of the Beast God Fruit. To put it simply, it is an uneven distribution.

He shook his head and said, "Don't talk about these nonsense. No other beasts can get in here now. Let's go out first. Your father is still waiting outside."

Meng Tai took another look at the glaring bloodstains, frowned, and followed the orcs to run out of the base.

At this time, all the orcs and tree people of the sacred tree tribe had gathered outside the settlement. Looking at the rampant ice vines that had completely covered the snow forest behind, the expressions of the tree people and the orcs were not very good.

"Has witch doctor Ji Nuan not come out yet?" the old patriarch asked worriedly.

The middle-aged tree man nodded and said, "Not yet. The beastmen from the Watson tribe and the beastmen from the Monte tribe that were swept away have not returned yet."

Mu Chun said anxiously, "What should we do? What if something happens to Ji Nuan the witch doctor?"

The old tree man frowned and looked at her with a sharp gaze: "Witch Doctor Ji Nuan will be fine."

Then he looked into the depths of the dancing ice vines and said, "Wait a little longer. If Ji Nuan, the witch doctor, hasn't come out yet, I'll go in myself."

"Old Patriarch!"

"Old Patriarch! Let me go."

None of the beasts noticed that at the end far away from the rest of the herd, a few beastmen gathered together, talking anxiously about something.

"Didn't I tell you to put less in? How did it attract such a big ice vine? Now it's a big deal. What if they find out?"

"How would I know it would attract such a big monster? I thought I'd place some along the way so the ice vine wouldn't get lost."

The oldest beastman slapped the beastman in anger: "You must be a humming beast! Ah! You are going to kill us."

"What should we do? How about we run away first?"

"Where are you going? Why don't you come to our tribe and have a seat?

A cold voice sounded behind the beasts. They turned around with pale faces and saw who the beast was. Their faces turned pale: "Bobotel!!!"

Bortel sneered, "What a pity! I have no interest in old and stupid beasts like you. It's a waste of time and food to raise one. I might as well bring it over to win your favor."

Without giving the beasts any time to react, he waved his hand and said, "Catch them. Let's go visit Chief Mengzhuo who lost his cub."

That tone couldn't be more gloating.

Several beastmen from the Gru tribe stepped forward and grabbed the beastmen from the Monte tribe, and followed their family leader towards the direction of their settlement.

Several beastmen were already shaking with fear. They had done such a thing for the Beast God Fruit, but not only did they not get the expected benefits, but they made things worse. Now that Meng Tai was dead, it would be strange if Chief Meng Zhuo did not kill them.

When they thought of this, they instantly became paralyzed, with tears and snot streaming down their faces: "Chief Botel, please let us go. We will join the Gru tribe in the future and work hard to give us a chance to live!"

Bortel looked at their frightened expressions and curled his lips in disdain: "My Gru tribe is not a dirt pit for burying dirty things."

Reveal the answer to last time’s question: What is the grandson of the hard-shelled beast?

The answer is: Turtle grandson! Hahahaha. How many friends guessed it correctly?

This, I will correct the typo later~

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