"Lia! Get up!"
Salra's loud shout snapped Lydia out of her daze.
The two quickly helped each other to their feet, and their expressions turned murderous as they looked at the two natives who were still convulsing.
They are all Ye Feng's loyal subjects. They can ignore insults directed at them, but if they insult Ye Feng, that would be a deep-seated hatred.
The two women immediately pulled out short daggers from their waists and stabbed the two natives in the neck.
"Pfft!" The carotid artery was punctured, and blood gushed out at an extremely fast speed, spreading out in all directions around the necks of the two men.
Lia was about to stab him a second time when she heard a sound from not far away.
"They're there! I see them! Come over here!"
Salra quickly pulled Lia up and they continued their escape.
Fortunately, it was nighttime and the light was dim, and the stumbling roots and plants in the jungle also helped them.
The indigenous people were busy chasing, and many of them didn't pay much attention to their footing, tripping over some vines.
This bought Salla and his companion considerable time to escape.
However, although the main force did not catch up, some agile indigenous people who frequently roamed the jungle did catch up with them.
Even though they were children who grew up in the jungle, there is a difference in physical strength between men and women, not to mention that they had just been injured.
In less than three minutes, three fierce-looking indigenous men rushed out of the bushes beside them.
Luckily, the two women were quick enough, otherwise they would have bumped right into each other.
The three natives did not give up and continued their pursuit.
They were shouting and brandishing knives, getting closer and closer...
Salra tilted his head slightly and glimpsed that they had caught up to within four or five meters of him.
She knew that if things continued like this, they would definitely be caught up again. Rather than waiting for these demons to pounce on her, she might as well strike first.
If I'm really going to die here today, why not take two Wendigos down with me?
Thinking of this, Salra gripped the stun gun tightly, ready to turn around and fight to the death.
Just then, about ten meters away from her and Liya, two small heads peeked out from behind the trees on either side.
Upon closer inspection, it really is Narika and Narimi...
Salla assumed that the two girls must have been intoxicated by the broth, but she never expected that the two little ones hadn't returned to the tribe at all.
Lia was about to tell the two children to run away, but Naliga, who was some distance away, immediately made a shushing gesture.
Narimmy pointed to the wooden spear in her hand, then to behind Salra, and finally picked up a vine from the grass.
The meaning was quite obvious, and the two women immediately understood.
They gripped their weapons tightly and rushed between the two large trees where the Naliga sisters were, then immediately stopped.
The three natives behind them thought they couldn't escape, so they tried to make a last-ditch effort.
However, the three showed no fear; they considered the close combat abilities of these Baija women a joke.
That would be even better; we could capture them alive then.
But the three of them were completely unaware of their footing when a vine suddenly snapped straight up from the grass. The man in the lead tripped over it and lost his balance, falling flat on his face.
The people on his left and right sides couldn't stop in time and also fell to the ground one after another.
" ah!"
The three of them lay side by side on the ground, seemingly quite badly injured.
"You two idiots! You've stepped on my hand, get up and keep chasing!"
The leader of the indigenous people roared in fury...
Unexpectedly, just as the three of them got up, they discovered that the two women in front of them had not run away at all.
At the same time, two angry little girls suddenly jumped out from behind the big trees on both sides.
"Damn Wendigo! I'll take your lives!" Naliga and Nalimi gritted their teeth and thrust their spears out fiercely.
"Pfft!" The two natives didn't even have time to react before the not-so-sharp wooden spear pierced their necks, leaving blood gushing out instantly...
The indigenous man in the middle tried to raise his knife to resist, but Salra's stun baton was already planted on his body...
Immediately afterward, Lia, who had already drawn her bowstring, shot an arrow that struck the native squarely in the forehead.
The three died within seconds.
After that, Salla wanted to escape with Nariganami.
But Narika quickly grabbed her... "You can't go that way. We just came here; there are a lot of Wendigos there."
At that moment, Narima pointed to the direction beside her... "I know which way to go, follow me!"
Salla and Lia didn't say much. The two children knew the area better than they did, so they followed them into the bushes.
Just over ten minutes earlier, the two sisters, Naliga and Naliga, had planned to go back and celebrate together, since the addition of a new member to the Baija tribe is a big deal.
But on their way back, they suddenly discovered that the defeated cannibals had returned and surrounded the four outer outposts.
Realizing something was wrong, the two children thought they should hurry back and report it, because those people were not far from them, so the two children did not dare to blow the danger signal.
When they tried to blow the whistle again from a distance, no one in the tribe responded, and instead, shouts of battle erupted...
When they returned, they saw Chamuji leading his men to surround Salla and Liya.
The two little girls were clever; they knew that even if they fought their way out, it wouldn't make any difference, so they could only hide in the shadows and look for any of their clansmen who had escaped.
Narime was in charge of finding the way, while Nariga kept an eye on Salra and the others.
After learning that they had escaped, the two girls waited here.
As it turned out, their approach was absolutely correct...
About ten minutes later, the two sisters, Naliga and Salra, led the two through layers of vegetation and finally escaped to a small waterfall behind the tribe.
Although the group had escaped and escaped some danger, none of them could smile as they looked at the figures celebrating wildly in the tribal camp in the distance.
The cannibalistic Wendigos roamed among the unconscious tribesmen, binding them with ropes and ransacking everything in the tribal houses.
Even from this distance, they could still hear the demons' arrogant and disgusting laughter.
Their hard-won new home is gone again...
The last hundred or so members of this tribe were all gone...
From this moment forward, these four women will be the last inheritors of this tribe's tradition.
Perhaps only the phrase "family destroyed and people killed" can describe their feelings at this moment.
Two young women who had just turned 18 and were already mothers, along with a little girl who was still a minor, were now homeless.
Tears welled up in their eyes and dripped down their cheeks.
The two little girls choked up and sobbed, crying helplessly and desperately.
Because they knew that, with their own strength, they probably would never be able to avenge their people in this lifetime.
Salra knelt on the ground, her tears soaking the paint off her face, making it look like graffiti.
She reached out to touch Mao Mao and Da Wang on her shoulders, only to find that the two little monkeys had disappeared sometime earlier.
I guess it was lost by accident while I was running for my life.
Remembering Ye Feng's parting words and the divine artifacts he gave her, Salla broke down in tears.
She failed to meet Ye Feng's expectations; she accomplished nothing, and even lost the divine beast bestowed upon her.
I have failed my people, and even more so, I have failed Allah...
"Lord Ye Feng, I'm so sorry. I failed to protect my people, and I even failed to protect your statue..."
Salla knelt on the ground, sobbing, her thick lips trembling, her expression filled with self-reproach and sorrow...
The four of them faced the direction of the tribe. After crying for a while, Lia wiped away her tears and patted Salra on the shoulder.
"We can't let the adults down, and we can't just let these demons get away with it. We have to find a way to save them!"
Upon hearing this, Salla gradually stopped crying and asked a question in return...
"But...how can we, the few of us, save them?"
Lia lowered her head in disappointment...
Their escape was purely by luck. The two demons alone had left them badly injured. How could they possibly have successfully rescued so many of their people?
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