As he spoke, Atida looked at the people of the Three Stones Tribe and asked, "Why do you say Yan Meng is the god of misfortune?"
All the orcs looked at the orcs from the Three Stone Tribe.
"Look at the pair of wings on Chifeng's back. It is the best proof." The people of the Sanshi tribe stared at the pair of wings behind Yan Meng with unfriendly eyes.
Everyone turned to look at Yan Meng's back, looking at his wings.
An Hu snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense! These are clearly wings given by nature, which can bring him closer to the gods. This is a gift from the gods to Yan Meng."
This is what Bei Yutang told all the orcs in the tribe, asking them to accept it little by little.
Yan Meng's strength and unparalleled fighting ability won everyone's recognition. They believed that he was the child chosen by the gods, so they gave him a pair of wings, which gave him supreme power.
All the orcs looked at each other, not knowing who to trust.
They had no way of knowing whether it was a gift from God or the god of misfortune, but soon after, they had the answer in their hearts, and that answer made them pay a heavy price.
The Sanshi tribe turned to look at Bei Yutang again, pointed at her and said, "She is a monster that will harm people and bring misfortune."
This time, before An Hu could curse, everyone only felt a gust of wind passing by, and then the orc flew into the air, and then a shrill scream was heard from the air.
"ah!!"
The next moment, a bloody arm fell from mid-air and landed in front of the tribesmen.
With a loud "bang", the beastman smashed a human-shaped hole in the ground, and even his position trembled.
This sudden scene happened so fast, so quickly that they completely forgot to react.
When the dust settled, everyone looked at Yan Meng in astonishment, their eyes filled with deep fear. The reason was simple: the fighting power he had just displayed was such that none of the orcs present dared to say they could compete with him.
He was so terrifying, his speed was even faster than an eagle in the sky, and his strength was enough to tear apart a strong orc.
The people of the Sanshi tribe looked at him in disbelief, seeing that Yan Meng, who used to be self-deprecating and allowed himself to be bullied, had grown to the point where everyone looked up to him.
When An Hu and the orcs of the Chifeng tribe saw their leader take action, their faces were filled with pride.
The other tribes should be shown how powerful the Chifeng tribe is. Otherwise, they will think that the Chifeng tribe is easy to bully. Daring to slander their leader and wizard is simply abominable.
The leader of the Dark River Tribe immediately stepped out to break the deadlock. "Everyone, please come inside. Food and fruits have been prepared for you."
The orcs from all the tribes nodded and followed the leader of the Dark River Tribe. As for the matter of the God of Doom mentioned by the Three Stone Tribe, they put it all behind their minds. A tribe with such fighting power would not think of provoking it unless it was a life-and-death feud.
The Chifeng tribe walked right past the Sanshi tribe. When the two tribes collided, Yan Meng stopped and said to An Si, the newly appointed leader of the Sanshi tribe, "If I hear you slander Bei again, I will show no mercy."
Being threatened, but he didn't dare to challenge him, this was such a great humiliation that Ans looked very ugly.
Ans stared at the departing figures of the Chifeng tribe with a resentful look.
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