The Beast God Abandons Beishan
Mo Yan stared at the dwindling food reserves in the storage cave, his brows furrowed into deep furrows.
The howling blizzard had just begun, and all the wild animals in the mountains and forests had already hidden themselves, making hunting extremely difficult.
What is even more worrying is that the tribe has added a lot of new cubs this hunting season, and it is unknown whether the stored food can last until the end of the cold season.
Gui stood quietly at the entrance of the storage cave, her eyes falling on Mo Yan's tall back, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Since he became the leader of the Cangshan tribe, he has shouldered the burden of the entire tribe.
From the security patrols of the tribe, to dangerous hunting operations, to the distribution of food, and the well-being of the tribe members, he handled everything well. He had transformed from the young orc who used to compete with his younger brother for the position of leader at all costs to a calm and resolute orc. After all kinds of tempering, he became a well-deserved tribal leader.
Gui looked at his tense back and whispered, "Don't worry too much. The food we have stored this year is more than sufficient compared to previous years. You've done well enough."
Although he said so, the solemnity in Gui's eyes could not be concealed.
Over the past year, strange phenomena have occurred frequently and disasters have continued. Not only Mo Yan, but even he, the witch, has smelled an unusual and ominous aura. Because of this, before the cold season came, the Cangshan tribe had done everything they could to achieve the ultimate.
Mo Yan's scarlet eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his head silently: "Not enough."
He stepped out of the storage cave, and the heavy snow blowing in his face turned his eyelashes white.
Amid the heavy snow flying all over the sky, a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground.
Mo Yan looked at the vast white world before him, his brows filled with solemnity, and said in a deep voice: "This year's winter season has just begun, but look at this snow..."
Gui stood silently beside Mo Yan. The biting cold penetrated the animal hide and pierced his bones. He couldn't even utter words of comfort.
The snake tribe is afraid of cold, and they have to face more than just a food crisis. Every time the temperature drops, the tribe members' movements will slow down. They also have to be careful and vigilant against high-level beasts that may become cunning and cruel due to hunger and sneak into the tribe at any time.
They are very intelligent and know how to wait for their chance to strike. They will always extend their sharp claws towards lone patrolling orcs. The rainy season and cold season every year are the most dangerous times in a tribe.
What's more, the cold season came exceptionally early this year, and the heavy snow almost blocked all vision.
All these indicate that this year's winter season will be very difficult.
Gui was silent for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked at Mo Yan, hesitant to speak, and whispered, "The Black Bear Tribe has sent someone again. Are you sure you don't want to go? If we keep rejecting the Black Bear Tribe's invitations, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among the other tribes."
The cold wind blew up bean-sized snowflakes, and Mo Yan's handsome face with a sinister aura looked particularly cold and hard under the dim snow line.
Originally, several tribes came together to invite the Cangshan tribe to join them in encircling and suppressing the fallen orcs.
However, he flatly refused at that time.
Now, rumors of "the Beast God abandoning Beishan" are spreading everywhere, and people can no longer pretend not to hear them.
After successively conquering the Oasis and Half Mountain tribes, their Cangshan tribe had intimidated Beishan and had become the leader of all tribes. However, one rainy season caused the Cangshan tribe to suffer heavy losses and its strength plummeted.
What’s even more deadly is that the fallen orcs were first discovered in the Cangshan tribe.
These things have damaged the reputation of the Cangshan tribe, and now they are rarely mentioned at the campfire gatherings of the major tribes.
If they don't unite with other tribes, they will be targeted and devoured sooner or later.
Although Mo Yan's Seven Star Pattern is extremely powerful, it is only a matter of time before several major tribes join forces to annex him.
As the witch of the Cangshan tribe, he understood the current situation of the Cangshan tribe better than anyone else. The eyes of those rejected tribal envoys were flashing with shrewd calculations. He had to consider the tribe!
I hope Mo Yan can let go of the past and stop thinking about Fu Ying. Instead, he should put his mind back on it and reestablish contact with several tribes and have friendly exchanges with them. Fallen orcs should not have appeared in the territory of Beishan.
Mo Yan stared at the blizzard outside with scarlet eyes and sneered, "Do you think joining forces with those idiots is a good thing? Fu Ying is not someone who can be easily offended. She is determined to protect that fallen orc. No one can succeed."
Gui frowned and was about to speak, but Mo Yan turned his head and glanced at him nonchalantly.
"Did they succeed in their campaign against the Black Crocodile Swamp this time?"
Hearing this, Gui sighed, and the veins on his hand that was holding the bone staff bulged.
Several major tribes joined forces, but not only did they fail to kill the fallen orcs, they suffered heavy losses instead.
In the Black Crocodile Swamp, there were two nine-star beastmen, one of whom was Bai Cang who lived in their Cangshan tribe at that time. All the elite warriors of several major tribes were killed, but more than half of them were lost. Whenever he heard the news, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.
Mo Yan looked at Gui's uncertain expression and snorted with contempt.
Back in the Black Crocodile Swamp, he witnessed with his own eyes Fu Ying bringing thousands of thunders, like a god descending to earth, chopping all the Zerg into pieces. He would never forget that scene in his life, let alone becoming an enemy of such a person?
"But..." Gui's lips moved, hesitant to speak.
Mo Yan interrupted impatiently: "The Cangshan tribe is based in Beishan and has never relied on others. Don't worry about them."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but his scarlet animal eyes suddenly narrowed.
In the vast snow curtain, three figures were walking on knee-deep snow, moving steadily towards the tribe.
In the wind and snow, the familiar figure gradually became clearer.
Mo Yan's body stiffened for a moment, but the next moment he frowned, his scarlet eyes fixed on the eight-star pattern on his forehead. The star pattern that was once broken is now integrated, even stronger than at its peak.
At the same time, the warriors patrolling the territory shouted: "Chief! Teng is back——"
Gui's pupils also contracted violently, and the bone staff in his palm made a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.
How long has it been?
An orc with a broken star pattern not only fully recovered, but also surpassed Mo Yan and became the first orc with an eight-star pattern?
Is this talent?
He had a premonition that Teng's sudden return and sudden increase in strength were closely related to Fu Ying, and this realization also caused a storm in Gui's heart. What kind of terrible power did that mysterious witch hold in her hands?
Gui was thinking in his heart and couldn't calm down for a long time.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mo Yan.
The young leader of the Cangshan tribe was unusually calm at this moment, as if the person in front of him was not his younger brother who had once fought against him, but a strange orc. However, only Gui could see the dark light surging in his scarlet orc eyes.
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