Chapter 13 Must be worshipped!
Lushan followed Fuying and when they arrived at the gathering place, they saw the leader and Wudu standing in front.
The leader of the Banshan tribe is a male orc in his prime.
He is tall and strong, like a towering mountain, showing great strength.
In addition, the chief is adorned with ornate feather ornaments that sway in the morning breeze.
Fu Ying's gaze swept around the leader and soon fell on Sang Jie.
Sang Jie's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm. His originally translucent fair skin had become much darker at this moment, and his brows were twisted into a deep "川" shape, and a low pressure was emanating from his whole body.
Seeing this, Fu Ying couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
It seems that Mo Yan's destruction of the mulberry tree was a huge blow to Sang Jie.
Looking at her like this, I'm afraid she must be very distressed, after all, that is her "food ration".
"Chief! Why did you suddenly call us all here? We have to go out hunting today!" A burly male orc in the crowd shouted in dissatisfaction at the top of his voice.
His face was full of anxiety, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was still holding a hunting spear tightly in his hand.
It is hunting season now. For the Banshan tribe, the results of each day's hunting are related to whether the tribe can safely survive the upcoming rainy season, and there is no room for carelessness.
Upon hearing this, the leader slowly turned his head and his gaze fell on Sang Jie. There was a fleeting hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was hesitating about how to announce what would happen next.
Sang Jie ignored all of this. With a cold look in her eyes, she took a step forward and said loudly, "I called you here today to discuss a matter of life and death for our Banshan tribe!"
Her voice was sharp and echoed above the crowd, instantly silencing the noisy discussions.
Everyone looked at each other in shock and confusion, not understanding what had happened that was so serious as to threaten the survival of the tribe.
Lushan nervously clutched her animal skin skirt and turned to look at Fuying's calm expression. He wanted to ask something, but knew that he couldn't ask in such a situation, and he became more and more anxious.
Sang Jie said coldly, "You all know about the Oasis Tribe. Now, it's our Banshan Tribe's turn."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd exploded instantly, just like a drop of water dropped into a hot oil pan, causing it to boil.
"Witch! The Cangshan Tribe massacred the orcs from the Oasis Tribe entirely because of that female fox from the Oasis Tribe! What does this have to do with our Banshan Tribe?"
"That's right! That fox female from the Oasis Tribe is the most evil female in the North. She did so many evil things that she implicated her own tribe. We don't have such a female in the Half Mountain Tribe!"
"Even if the Cangshan tribe really attacks, I'm not afraid! Let's fight them!"
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The crowd was noisy. Lu Shan carefully looked at Fu Ying's face, but saw that she was listening with great interest, as if the vicious female they were insulting was not her.
Sang Jie raised the corner of his mouth high, and let out an extremely sarcastic sneer.
She raised her head slightly and glanced at everyone present with contempt, her eyes full of disdain, as if these passionate orcs in front of her were just a group of ants who overestimated their own capabilities.
"Fight with them?" Sang Jie dragged out his voice, his tone full of mockery.
"Hmph, you're probably still in the dark, right? Mo Yan, the son of the Cangshan tribe leader, has now successfully advanced to become a six-star beastman."
When talking about the words "six-star patterned orc", Sang Jie deliberately emphasized the tone.
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy and boiling crowd suddenly quieted down, as if they were cast under a spell.
Everyone stood there in a daze, their faces frozen with expressions of shock, fear, and disbelief mixed together.
The orcs who had just been shouting that they wanted to fight to the death with the Cangshan tribe now seemed to have their backbones pulled out. They hung their heads and looked at each other in bewilderment.
They were well aware of the terrifying power of the six-star beastmen, who were already the strongest in an area like Beishan.
For a moment, an atmosphere of despair filled the crowd, and everyone was breathless from the sudden news.
Sang Jie was satisfied and continued, "After destroying the Oasis Tribe, the Cangshan Tribe has become even stronger. If our Banshan Tribe doesn't want to follow in their footsteps, we must learn to be smarter."
"The Cangshan Tribe has given us an opportunity. As long as our Banshan Tribe is willing to become their vassal tribe and regularly offer some prey and a few females, they will promise not to attack us and even protect us!"
As Sang Jie spoke, he spread his hands, looking helpless and as if it was a matter of course, as if this was the only way for the tribe to escape the crisis.
There was a slight commotion among the crowd again, and everyone was whispering to each other, their faces full of hesitation and struggle.
Some people frowned slightly, with unwillingness revealed in their eyes; some bit their lips, as if weighing the pros and cons; and some murmured softly, expressing dissatisfaction with the humiliating conditions.
But in the face of the powerful deterrent force of the Cangshan tribe, everyone knew that this decision was related to the life and death of the entire tribe, and no one dared to speak out in opposition easily.
After hearing this, Lushan understood why Fuying said that she might move today.
She laughed bitterly. It turned out that Sang Jie had already decided to offer her as a sacrifice to the Cangshan tribe!
Thinking of this, Midoriya couldn't help but tremble all over.
Fu Ying glanced at her, what a poor thing.
At this moment, a low and sinister voice sounded: "Hey, so lively?"
Sang Jie's eyes moved and he looked behind the crowd. The orcs also turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
This sight made the crowd excited.
"Stone!" A cry of endless fear suddenly rang out, as if fear had strangled the throat. The voice trembled and instantly exploded among the orcs.
Fu Ying mingled in the crowd, leaned slightly to the side, pretended to be casual, and took a sneak peek.
Mo Yan was like a king inspecting his territory, leading a group of people into the Banshan tribe.
His steps were steady and powerful, and his aura was so fierce and intimidating that people dared not look directly at him.
Behind Mo Yan, several tall and strong orcs were dragging another orc roughly.
The orc had obviously suffered cruel torture. Blood kept gushing out of the corner of his mouth, leaving a shocking trail of blood on the ground. He was dying, as if he would die in the next second.
Mo Yan ignored this and fixed his gaze straight ahead, his eyes filled with unquestionable ruthlessness and majesty, as if announcing to the entire Banshan tribe that this place was about to be turned upside down.
He walked through the crowd, stood on the platform, glanced at the orc being dragged, and said calmly: "See everything? Didn't I come to discuss it with you? Don't want to? This is the end."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the six-star pattern on Mo Yan's forehead, and they were silent as a cicada.
Mo Yan looked at the dead silence in the audience, and seemed to be extremely satisfied. A slight smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of joy in that smile, but it also made people's backs cold.
"Very good. Now, everyone, stand still and be quiet."
"As for me, I'm going to start playing hunting games."
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