Chapter 96: The Divine Vine Comes to the Mosquito Tribe
Southern Wasteland, Great Swamp, Mosquito Tribe.
There are more than 200 people imprisoned in several damp pens.
Their eye sockets are sunken, their appearance is haggard, and they are so thin that they no longer look human.
These two hundred people came from several small tribes that were exterminated. They were not slaves, but living things like livestock and food.
During the day, they will be driven outside for half a day to eat some wild vegetables, weeds, and insects. The rest of the time, including at night, will be imprisoned in small pens, waiting for death in panic.
"Buzz buzz..."
A bird-billed mosquito flew from a distance, flew into the pen, and landed on the arm of a young man. Its tubular beak, similar to that of a hummingbird, pierced the young man's arm to suck 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 responsible for guarding outside the pen would kill him immediately.
After the bird-billed mosquito sucked a large tube of blood, it flew away with satisfaction.
The young man's face became extremely pale. He collapsed on the ground and passed out soon. He had obviously lost too much blood.
"Take it away!"
The mosquito tribe warriors outside walked into the pen and roughly dragged the young man away.
The eyes of the people in the pen were full of fear, because they knew that this young man would definitely not survive and would be eaten by the mosquito tribe.
These pens have held five to six hundred people, but now there are only about 200 left. Most of them suffered this fate.
The mosquito tribe is a ferocious cannibal tribe!
When night falls, the warriors of the Mosquito tribe go to eat, and then the people in the pen dare to release their emotions a little.
A low whimpering sound came, followed by more suppressed whimpering sounds.
Crying is contagious, especially when everyone is broken.
However, there was a thin girl in the crowd who didn't cry. She didn't even break down like the others. Her eyes were very persistent.
This girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was sitting in the middle of the pen holding her knees, and kept repeating in a soft voice: "Live, you must live..."
Although, she knew her chances of survival were slim.
Although, she knows that the chance of escaping is even slimmer.
However, as long as she survives for a day, she will not give up hope of living!
This is her obsession.
After a while, the mosquito tribe warriors came back from dinner. When they heard the crying, they immediately cursed: "What are you howling for? Do you want to die?"
The people in the pens immediately stopped talking, and many people covered their mouths, fearing that they would be killed because of the noise.
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Southern Wasteland, Vine Tribe.
"Everyone checks the weapons, dry food, and herbs. No one is missing!"
In the open space in front of the altar, Jiang Xuan loudly mobilized before the war. When he met someone who didn't bring enough things, he would step forward to remind them.
There are more than a hundred warriors from the Vine tribe, except for those women and children, all of them are going to be dispatched.
For the sake of safety, after they leave, the women and children will temporarily hide in the tunnel, where enough food is prepared to last them for a while.
When everyone was ready, Jiang Xuan nodded to Chi Shao.
Chi Shao stepped onto the altar step by step, then opened her arms and began to chant the witchcraft spell to invite the gods.
This time, the gods were invited not for sacrifice, but for war.
"Boom!"
As the ancient witchcraft sounded, the giant vine on the stone mountain erupted with dazzling green light, and the entire plant started to move.
The huge giant vine, starting from the end, slowly rotated in the opposite direction, breaking away bit by bit and loosening the stone mountain, and the gravel on the stone mountain continued to fall down.
When the divine vine completely broke away from the stone mountain, it was like a giant green dragon, swinging slowly in the air.
Under the ground, countless divine vine roots are also shrinking upwards, and the ground is shaking constantly as if an earthquake has 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 flying around the divine vine. The scene was very shocking.
However, Jiang Xuan hesitated to speak.
Because Shendou's formation is so big that it can be seen clearly from a long distance away. How can the Mosquito Tribe stay where they are and wait to die when they see this formation?
Are you afraid that you won’t just run away?
Just when Jiang Xuan was wondering whether to remind the divine vine, in the sky, the divine vine suddenly shrank rapidly, from the size of a stone mountain to two or three meters high, and the bright light gradually became restrained.
This is much better.
Jiang Xuan finally no longer has to worry about it. Such a divine vine is much more concealable and will not be discovered before it gets close.
Those thirty-six giant dragonflies couldn't shrink, but they flew faster than bird-billed mosquitoes. By the time the mosquito tribe found out, they had already flown above their tribe.
Chi Shao seemed to have another exchange with Shen Teng. She turned around, slowly walked down the altar, and came to Jiang Xuan's side.
"Fujigami said it's time to leave."
"Okay!"
Jiang Xuan stood in front of the soldiers, without saying any nonsense, and shouted directly: "Target, the Great Swamp Mosquito Tribe, let's go!"
More than a hundred warriors from the Vine Tribe, as well as the divine vines and giant dragonflies, all left the bamboo forest and headed towards the great swamp.
There had been several conflicts between the Vine Tribe and the Mosquito Tribe before, 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 Shangui Tribe and drew a crude map.
Now, they only need to follow the route on the map to find the Great Swamp and the Mosquito Tribe.
They entered the Thunder Mountains and then quickly moved towards the Great Swamp.
At the same time, the Mosquito Tribe was still struggling with whether or not to attack the Vine Tribe on a large scale to avenge the dead hunting team soldiers and Bird-billed Mosquitoes.
It was the morning of July 28, the second year after the establishment of the Vine Tribe.
The Vine Tribe finally arrived at the Great Swamp and found the location of the Vine Tribe.
"Chief, should we prepare for a sneak attack?"
On a mountain opposite the Mosquito tribe, Uncaria, who had just arrived, asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice.
Jiang Xuan glanced at the sky, and he found that the divine vine had quickly drifted towards the mosquito tribe, and thirty-six giant dragonflies followed suit, flapping their wings like dozens of helicopters.
Jiang Xuan said helplessly: "What's the point of a sneak attack? The Vine God and those giant dragonflies are about to fight the Mosquito Tribe. They will follow my orders and prepare to attack."
"Yes!"
Uncaria said to the hunting team behind him: "Get ready 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 quickly ran towards the Mosquito tribe. He didn't care about hiding anymore, and there was no need to hide anymore.
At this time, Shen Teng and thirty-six giant dragonflies had flown over the Mosquito tribe, making such a loud noise that it was difficult for the people of the Mosquito tribe not to notice.
"What's flying in the sky?"
"It looks like a vine, and there are many huge dragonflies."
"Hey, that vine seems to be getting bigger and bigger."
"No, they are coming down."
"It's the giant vine of 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 its whole body erupted with green light. The terrifying momentum turned the entire mosquito tribe into a mess.