The tribesmen cheered, but Wente, who had transformed back into human form, knelt in front of Bach. He stretched out his trembling bloody hands and closed Bach's eyes. His voice was filled with suppressed pain, "Father, we won!"
But the person in front of him could no longer stand up and call him a show-off.
There was a huge hole in Bach's chest, where his heart should have been, but now it was empty, and his life was taken away by the beast...
"Brother!" Barron in beast form was lying not far from him, unable to move at this moment, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Far away from them was the seriously injured Rhett. Their Warrior Tribe suffered huge losses in this battle. Too many tribesmen died. Even someone as powerful as Bach lost his life. The female beast was even stronger than they thought!
Wente's eyes were dry, and he knelt quietly in front of Bach, wanting to accompany his father for the last time. The limping A Shui handed him the heart of the female beast that had just been dug out.
"Went, eat quickly and recover quickly. The tribe still needs you."
Wente did not refuse, this was what he deserved.
The heart of the female beast was not small, like a solid sandbag of fifty to sixty centimeters. Wen Te ate it in big mouthfuls and finally left some for A Shui.
This was a good thing. Ah Shui ate the rest and said after he finished, "Wente, your father is dead. Let's bury him."
Wen Te nodded, "Okay."
Just as he was about to stand up, his legs suddenly went weak and he knelt down again. Blood oozed out from the wounds on his body and mixed with the dirt.
Ah Shui quickly supported him and said, "Wente, you are seriously injured. Don't move. Let us go."
Wente shook his head sadly, "No, I want to bury my father with my own hands."
Although he had not come back to take care of him for so many years, he was not a qualified father, and as a son, he had never repaid his father in any way, and even failed to save him in a critical moment. Wente felt guilty.
He must bury his father with his own hands. His father brought him into this world, so he should send his father back to the arms of the Beast God and complete their father-son relationship.
Wente gritted his teeth and stood up. With the help of Ashui, he carried Bach's body on his back. Dajin and Dajiang dug a pit with their injuries and put Bach into the pit under the watchful eyes of the tribesmen.
After just a few steps, Wente was sweating profusely from the pain and almost fainted. This injury was even more serious than the last time. After burying Bach, he would probably be carried back by them.
Went filled the pit with soil. Barron and Rhett made sad whimpering sounds. The tribesmen looked sad. Too many of their companions had died. Even though they were males, they couldn't help but shed tears.
Yin Xiao rubbed his red eyes. He thought of his father. Wen Te was able to bury his father with his own hands, but he couldn't even find his father's body!
He is useless!
Under the gaze of everyone, Wente filled the last handful of soil and finally fell to the ground due to exhaustion.
Ah Shui called a few tribesmen who were not seriously injured to come and carry the man. Baron said, "Wente, don't go back to the tribe yet. Just transform into a beast and recuperate here."
Then he said to A Shui: "Carry Wen Te to the side of the female beast. These three beasts are ours, and the remaining three are yours."
The meat of violent beasts can heal injuries the fastest, and once the injuries are healed, the strength will be further improved.
The tribesmen expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, Chief!"
Then the tribesmen went to share the meat of the violent beast. As there were many people, they ate quickly. In a short while, most of the meat on the violent beast was gone. Baron rested while eating the violent beast beside him.
He swallowed a mouthful and said to his tribesmen, "Hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, go back to the tribe and see how the females are doing."
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