Chapter 452: A ball of blood

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read2();　　Central Nanban, Guiteng tribe.
Although night fell and darkness gradually enveloped the earth, the entire tribe has gradually fallen into calm as before. In fact, in recent days, the entire Guiteng tribe has gathered more and more deserters from all directions, shouting in disorder. The sound resounded one after another, day and night.
The Guiteng tribe is the largest deserter tribe in the central part of the southern barbarian. The original population was an astonishing 800,000 people. It was young and strong, and there were 600,000 deserters who could go out hunting, plus the number of looting. Numerous barbarian tribes, so they have the most food in the middle of the southern jungle, but that was only once.
After the deserter’s ancestral court issued a command to gather operations, the small tribes automatically gathered to the larger tribe. The wild increase in population and the attacks of the elite human forces overwhelmed the fragile logistics system of the deserted people, and the deserted people who had no food to eat were all in succession. Gathered towards the Guiteng tribe, trying to get some food.
However, the Guiteng tribe’s largest food storage place, a few days ago, Wang Jing personally led the Thunder Army to smash thousands of chain lightning bolts, and then beacon flames were everywhere. Since then, the entire Guiteng tribe can only eat those It was burned into a pitch-black carbon.
On the outskirts of the Guiteng tribe, in the corner of a wooden house, curled up in the corner of a thin and thin young deserter, staring blankly at the outside deserters wandering outside the house. The hungry ones dare not go to the heavily guarded. Inside the Guiteng tribe, the outskirts of the tribe were swept thoroughly.
Curled up in the corner, the frightened young deserter was called Ghost Caneya, and the house he was in had been swept and looted countless times. Even the primitive door panels were removed and taken away, leaving only the whole wooden house. An empty shell with air leakage on all sides.
He is an extremely young deserter who grew up in the Guiteng tribe since he was a child. Unlike other deserters, he is very short and thin. Even if the rest of the deserters are hungry, the huge skeleton is always there, but the ghost vine Tooth is different, he is only half the size of the normal wild clan, because he is a wild mixed blood.
　　The probability of being born into a wild mixed blood is extremely low. Both in the wild and the barbarian, they are excluded and taboo. Therefore, the ghost cane can survive and find a place far away from the tribe to settle down. It is extremely lucky.
　　 But at this time, looking at the pair of scarlet eyes wandering outside the house, it was like a hungry carnivorous brute staring frantically and greedily.
　　 However, Gui Tengya was strangely calm, or numb.
　　 Suddenly, two extremely burly figures appeared outside the door, the huge body blocked the pair of greedy eyes, and then a rubbing sound suddenly sounded:
　　 "The giant ancestors are here. Fortunately, your waste has not been eaten. Otherwise, it is me who was skinned and cramped."
The ghost vine teeth looked up, and in the darkness, two tall silhouettes came into view. Two tribal warriors with hideous thorns and ghost vine totems painted on their faces. Then the two deserted warriors stepped forward. Cracks were stepped on the small wooden house at the foot, and at the same time there was an overwhelming creak.
　　 Then a huge hand was constantly enlarged in the eyes of Gui Tengya, lifting the latter like a chicken, and heading outside the house.
The huge aura belonging to the high-level deserters caused the wandering outside deserters to flee, while the other high-level deserters obviously had a bad temper. He caught the nearest ordinary deserter and directly twisted it violently. He lowered his ugly head, and gently threw the corpse forward. After a few breaths, these wandering ordinary people, howling and fleeing without a trace.
　　 "Only worthy of dead waste."
　　 The high-ranking deserter of the Guiteng tribe whispered a word, and then, holding the dying Guiteng Fang, jumped up, several ups and downs, and was completely submerged in the darkness of the jungle.
　　 Half a quarter of an hour later, in the central tent of the Guiteng tribe, a deafening rage roared into the sky, and even the branches erected on the roof shook violently.
　　 "Take the chief of the rock bear tribe who is on the run, dig out the totem, chop off the head and limbs, and fill the blood pool!"
The roar came from an older ancestral deserter, who can be said to be the second in command of the great chief, Huang Xie, in the ancestral desert. Therefore, sitting in the main seat of the tent, even the chief of the Guiteng tribe They can only sit under it.
The angry roar fell. The chief of the Rock Bear tribe, who originally occupied the Dongwang stronghold, but fled before the human race invaded, was directly dug out with the sharp stone spear on his face and chest, and the flesh and blood that painted the totem, and then After being dragged out of the tent, the deserted youth who was just picked up and stepped into the center tent passed by.
　　 Then the two high-ranking deserters who took the Guiya Teng all the way to the tent in the center knelt on their knees, their heads pressed against the ground, and said respectfully:
　　 "My ancestor, this is the last wild hybrid of our tribe, plus what we found before, there are a total of twenty."
　　 "Bring it to the ancestral court to refine the catch beads."
　　 "Yes!"
The barbarians can find the direction accurately and quickly in the dense forest. The key lies in the power of the jungle in their blood. Therefore, the ancestors of the barbarians search for the barbaric mixed blood, refine the savage blood in it, and make attracting beads to reach the jungle. The purpose of giving directions.
The Guiteng tribe is very close to the center tent, and heavy soldiers guards an extremely large blood pool. In the darkness, it exudes an extremely weird and permeating color. The pungent smell permeates the surroundings, and the blood pool is still There were a large number of deserters, with thick branches stuffed in their mouths, and their heads were chopped off sobbing to fill the pool of blood in front of them.
　　 The killing was almost silent, because I was afraid of disturbing the nearby Ancestral Court messengers, but the sound of blood splashing that continued to sound seemed to be mocking.
Along the bottom of the blood pool, there is a cave that has been dug out. Countless blood above is washed down like a waterfall with the corpses of the deserters. A huge rat mouth is just below the waterfall. It's all swallowed.
　　 Suddenly, the giant mole rat, who was eating, made a very pleasant neighing sound as if it had eaten something delicious, and then fell into a deep sleep.
　　 The inside of the God Mole, the center of the hive, belongs to the inner hall of the deserted chieftain, Huang Xie, which is full of majesty, but with a tyrannical roar:
"With the blood and flesh of the chieftain that the earth loves the most, he should be able to stay here for a day. When the personnel of all tribes are in place, the endless warriors of our race will be pressed over. Then the chief will let those human races I know, who is the real master within Nanban."
After 　　 finished speaking, he sat alone in the deepest part of the central bee chamber, staring frantically at the front. This place is a forbidden place for all the deserters, and even the desert women who serve in the daily life are not allowed to step in.
　　 The reddish light shot out, illuminating the surroundings, and also shining on the ugly face of Huangxie.
　　 In front of him, there was a huge cloud of blood suspended in red with gold in it.