Chapter 97 The Divine Vine Arrives at the Mosquito Tribe
Southern Wilderness, Great Swamp, Mosquito Tribe.
More than two hundred people were imprisoned in several damp pens.
They had sunken eye sockets, looked emaciated, and were so thin that they looked like human beings.
These two hundred people came from several small tribes that had been destroyed. They were not slaves, but were more like livestock and food.
During the day, they would be driven outside for half the day to eat wild vegetables, weeds and insects. The rest of the time, including at night, they would be kept in small pens, waiting anxiously for death to come.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
A bird-billed mosquito flew in from a distance, flew into the enclosure, and landed on the arm of a young man. Its sharp tubular beak, similar to that of a hummingbird, pierced into the young man's arm and sucked his blood.
The young man's face was full of fear and pain, but he did not dare to struggle, because if he dared to touch the bird-billed mosquito, the mosquito tribe warriors who were guarding outside the enclosure would kill him immediately.
After sucking a large amount of blood, the mosquito flew away contentedly.
The young man's face turned extremely pale, he collapsed to the ground and soon passed out, obviously having lost too much blood.
"take away!"
The Mosquito Tribe warriors outside walked into the enclosure and roughly dragged the young man away.
The people in the pen were filled with fear, because they knew that this young man would definitely not survive and would be eaten by the people of the mosquito tribe.
These pens once held five or six hundred people, but now there are only about two hundred left, and most of them have suffered the same fate.
The Mosquito Tribe is a brutal cannibal tribe!
When night fell, the warriors of the Mosquito Tribe went to eat, and the people in the pen dared to release their emotions a little.
A low whimper was heard, followed by more suppressed whimpers.
Crying is contagious, especially when everyone is broken down.
However, there was a thin girl in the crowd who did not cry. She did not even collapse like the others. Her eyes were very determined.
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She sat in the middle of the pen, hugging her knees and repeating in a barely audible voice: "Live, I must live..."
Although, she knew her chances of survival were slim.
Although, she knew the chances of escaping were even slimmer.
But, as long as she is alive, she will not give up hope of living!
This is her obsession.
Soon, the Mosquito Tribe warriors came back from dinner. When they heard the crying, they immediately cursed, "Why are you howling? Why are you howling? Do you want to die?"
The people in the pens immediately fell silent, and many of them covered their mouths, fearing that they would be killed for making any noise.
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Southern Wilderness, Teng Tribe.
"Everyone check your weapons, rations, and herbs. Nothing should be missing!"
In the open space in front of the altar, Jiang Xuan loudly made pre-war mobilization speeches, and when he saw people who didn't bring enough things, he would step forward to remind them.
All of the more than one hundred warriors of the Teng tribe, except for the women and children, must be mobilized.
To be on the safe side, after they left, the women and children would temporarily hide in the tunnels, where enough food was prepared to last them for a while.
When everyone was ready, Jiang Xuan nodded to Chishao.
Chishao climbed up the altar step by step, then opened his arms and began to chant the witch spell to summon the gods.
This time, the gods were not invited for sacrifice, but for war.
“Boom!”
As the ancient witchcraft spell sounded, the giant vine on the stone mountain burst into dazzling green light, and the whole plant began to move.
The huge vine slowly rotated in the opposite direction starting from the end, loosening itself from the stone mountain bit by bit, and the rubble on the stone mountain continued to fall down.
When the divine vine completely broke away from the stone mountain, it swayed slowly in the air like a giant green dragon.
Underground, countless roots of the divine vines were also shrinking upwards, and the ground was shaking continuously as if an earthquake had occurred.
After a long time, the entire huge divine vine actually broke away from the ground and floated in the air.
The thirty-six giant dragonflies also flew up, and they kept spinning and dancing around the sacred vine. The scene was very shocking.
However, Jiang Xuan hesitated to speak.
Because the power of the divine vine is so huge that it can be seen clearly from a long distance. After seeing this power, can the Mosquito Tribe still stay where they are and wait to die?
I'm afraid he will just run away?
Just when Jiang Xuan was struggling over whether or not to remind the divine vine, the divine vine in the sky suddenly shrank rapidly, from the size of a rock mountain to two or three meters high, and the bright light gradually faded.
That's much better.
Jiang Xuan finally didn't have to worry about it anymore. This kind of divine vine was much more concealed and would not be discovered before he even got close.
There was no way to shrink the thirty-six giant dragonflies, but they flew faster than the bird-billed mosquitoes. By the time the Mosquito Tribe discovered them, they had already flown over their tribe.
Chishao seemed to communicate with the divine vine again. She turned around, slowly walked down the altar, and came to Jiang Xuan.
"Fujigami said we can leave now."
"good!"
Jiang Xuan stood in front of the warriors and shouted loudly without saying anything nonsense: "Target, Great Swamp Mosquito Tribe, set off!"
More than one hundred warriors of the Vine Tribe, as well as the divine vine and giant dragonfly, all left the bamboo forest and headed towards the big swamp.
Before this, there had been several conflicts between the Vine Tribe and the Mosquito Tribe, and Jiang Xuan had a premonition that such a day might come.
He had already inquired about the location of the Mosquito Tribe from the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and drew a simple map.
Now, they just need to follow the route on the map to find the Great Swamp and the Mosquito Tribe.
They entered the Thunder Mountains and then moved quickly towards the Great Swamp.
At the same time, the Mosquito Tribe was still struggling over whether or not to launch a large-scale attack on the Vine Tribe to avenge the dead hunting team soldiers and bird-billed mosquitoes.
It was the morning of July 28th, the second year since the establishment of the Teng Tribe.
The people of the Vine Tribe finally arrived at the Great Swamp and found the location of the Mosquito Tribe.
"Chief, are we going to prepare for a sneak attack?"
On a mountain opposite the Mosquito Tribe, Uncaria Rhododendron, who had just arrived, asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice.
Jiang Xuan looked up at the sky and found that the divine vine had quickly floated towards the Mosquito Tribe. Thirty-six giant dragonflies followed suit, and the sound of their flapping wings was like dozens of helicopters.
Jiang Xuan said helplessly: "Why are you still attacking? The Vine God and those giant dragonflies are about to fight with the Mosquito Tribe. Listen to my orders and prepare to attack."
"yes!"
Uncaria said to the hunting team behind him: "Prepare to attack!"
While the other teams were nervous, they also gradually became excited, and the warlike blood of the tribesmen began to boil.
Jiang Xuan led more than a hundred warriors and ran quickly towards the Mosquito Tribe. He had no time to hide, and there was no need to hide anymore.
At this time, the divine vine and thirty-six giant dragonflies had already flown over the Mosquito Tribe, making such a loud noise that it was hard for the people of the Mosquito Tribe not to pay attention.
"What's flying in the sky?"
"It looks like a vine, and there are lots of giant dragonflies."
"Hey, why does that vine seem to be getting bigger and bigger?"
"Oh no, they are coming down."
“It’s the giant vine from that small tribe!”
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
…
The warriors of the Mosquito Tribe shouted, and all the bird-billed mosquitoes that were resting in the forest took off.
In the sky, the divine vine became bigger and bigger, as big as a green dragon, and green light burst out from its body. The terrifying momentum suppressed the entire mosquito tribe and turned it into chaos.
Thanks to the book friend "Hidden in the Forest" for the reward.
Thanks to the book friend "Work hard to get the happiness you want" for the reward.
(End of this chapter)
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