At the same time, so many people died in various tribes, and all the blame was put on the Sanshi tribe.
If they had not been bewitched by them, so many people would have died, leaving them without their spouses and tribesmen.
The people of the Sanshi tribe became the object of everyone's disgust. Whenever people from the major tribes saw the people of the Sanshi tribe, they would attack them and steal their prey.
The situation of the Sanshi tribe became extremely difficult, and the people in the tribe became panic-stricken, which made Ans very worried.
Ans thought back to when it all started. It seemed like after they drove Yan Meng and Bei out of Buxu, they were no longer the same as before.
Duo Jiu looked at her spouse's injured arms, wiping away tears as she said, "I told you all along that Yan Meng and Bei weren't gods of misfortune, but you just didn't believe me. Now look at how they're living, and then look at how our tribe is doing."
"I don't think Yan Meng is the God of Misfortune, but the old witch. If it weren't for her, how could our tribe have fallen to this state today?"
This sentence seemed to wake up everyone in the tribe, allowing them to find the direction and the culprit.
"Yes, it's all the old wizard's fault. If it weren't for her, how could we have become like this?"
"She is the goddess of misfortune."
"She is the goddess of misfortune."
The people of the Sanshi tribe had been feeling depressed for a while, and finally found an outlet to vent their frustrations.
"Kill her."
"Kill the real God of Doom."
"Kill her."
Ans looked at the angry tribesmen and thought of what the old wizard had said. If she had not insisted that Yan Meng was the god of doom, she would not have driven them out and would not have attacked the Chifeng tribe.
All of this is because of her.
"Catch the old wizard." Ans ordered the people of the tribe.
Ah Jin, who had been hiding behind the crowd, was so frightened when she heard that the tribe members were going to kill the old wizard that she hurried back. She pushed open the wooden door where the old wizard lived and said anxiously, "Wizard, something terrible has happened. They are going to kill you. Get out of here quickly."
The old wizard frowned and slammed his cane on the ground. "I am the servant of the gods. If they kill me, they will be punished by the gods."
Ajin anxiously urged, "Old wizard, please leave quickly. They will be here soon."
The old wizard snorted coldly, "I'll just stand here and see who dares to touch me."
Standing at the highest point for a long time made her never bow her head and accustomed to looking down on the people in the tribe, so naturally she would not take these people seriously.
Seeing how stubborn she was, Ajin became extremely anxious.
This time they are not just talking, but are serious. If they don't leave now, they may never be able to leave again.
Ajin still wanted to persuade her, but she never had the chance to speak because the people who came to arrest her arrived.
The two tall orcs looked at the old wizard angrily, and without saying a word, they stepped forward and grabbed her. The old wizard dropped her cane, and she looked at them in astonishment.
"What are you doing? I am a wizard and a servant of God." The old wizard roared angrily.
One of the orcs snorted coldly, "What kind of wizard? You are clearly the God of Doom. You have caused our Three Stone Tribe so much suffering. We will burn you to death, the God of Doom."
The old wizard struggled, shouting, "The God of Misfortune is Yan Meng. You have all been deceived by him."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
