The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time, but once I opened it, there are two more, are you happy? It doesn't hurt today, it's just sleepy and inefficient, hahaha.
The moment Meng Hao sent down the thunder, all the priests of the tribes in the Beast God Continent were inspired at the same time.
——The son of the beast god came to the world!
Chuanze tribe.
The priest's face was pale. When asked by the patriarch, he smiled wryly and said: "The son of the beast god came to the world in Vol, and his whole body was white with fire between his brows. Who do you think it would be? I said a long time ago not to plan with the Brai tribe." The female of Er, that is tantamount to killing yourself by hitting a pebble on a rock, why don't you want to believe me but listen to Priest Bray's demagogy? Now, the Beast God will definitely not forgive us. We... are over."
The patriarch Chuanze said anxiously: "Master Priest, what should we do now?"
The priest looked at him coldly, and said, "The only way to appease the son of the beast god is to confess his mistakes and make atonement. The chief culprit must die! Patriarch, what do you think we should do now?"
Patriarch Chuanze's complexion changed drastically. Facing the clansman who was looking at him with killing intent, his vertical pupils were full of arrogance.
However, even if he wanted to resist, he was no match for the tens of thousands of warriors in the tribe. In the end, he could only be like many ambitious orcs who participated in this matter. His fangs were pulled out, imprisoned, and sent to Wall by the priest tribe.
Regardless of surrender or sacrifice, Priest Chuanze is willing to pay any price to protect the tribe.
Bray Tribe.
Seeing the priest spitting out blood, Patriarch Bree was startled, "What's wrong with you, Priest?"
The gloomy priest wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "The person sent to the Vol tribe... has there been any news?"
"Not yet, but Wall is doomed this time, as long as we seize the right time, we will be able to take their females and food for ourselves—"
"They can't come back." The priest said lightly, "The white orcs of the Vol tribe turned out to be the sons of the Beast God. I lost this time. Patriarch, Vol will not let us go. There are only two ways to go now." Go. You and I, and all the males of the Bray tribe cut themselves to appease the wrath of the Son of the Beast, and perhaps save the tribe's females and cubs..."
The shocked Patriarch Bray was silent for a long time before asking, "What about the second way?"
"Let's go. From then on, there will be no Bray tribe, only the wandering orc and rhino tribe."
"... can we hide?"
"If you don't try it, how will you know?"
Patriarch Bray didn't want to die, and neither did the males of Bray's tribe, so even if it was just a chance, he still insisted on leaving the tribe overnight with the female and the cubs regardless of the severe cold of the white rose.
Some people don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin.
Wall Tribe.
Gou Liang followed the old priest to apply medicine and bandage the injured orc.
After this battle, the tribe suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, the suffocating despair has dissipated with the appearance of the son of the beast god. The surviving orcs are no longer afraid of the future even though they are sad and miserable.
Meng Hao seems to have become their pillar, and it has been three days since this pillar, the patriarch Langxiong and several elites of the tribe left the tribe to go to Bray to punish the culprit.
"Wolf Xi?"
The old priest regained his sanity and asked him: "Are you tired, go and rest first."
Gou Liang shook his head, now is not the time to rest. The old priest smiled and said: "Don't worry, on this continent, no one can hurt Meng Hao anymore. If they get the desired result, they will come back safely."
Gou Liang laughed as he watched Meng Hao and the others following the Brai Tribe in the system surveillance.
At this time, the wolf flew in and said, "Master Priest, the priests of the Chuanze Tribe came to ask for peace, and I want you to come over."
The old priest had already learned from Meng Hao that the Chuanze tribe was also involved, and he was full of disgust for the Chuanze tribe, but since the Chuanze tribe dared to come to the door, he would not avoid it.
Yuejin glanced at the back of the priest who was leaving, and a little thought flashed in his eyes.
In his memory, the Chuanze tribe should not have participated in this battle. Otherwise, the Chuanze tribe would not have been able to wait until he gave birth intact, and should have been destroyed by the wrath of the son of the beast god long ago. However, the son of the patriarch of the Chuanze tribe who once formed a bond with him became the partner of the priest of Bray, so it shouldn't be too surprising that Chuanze was involved.
No matter what the final outcome of the Chuanze tribe will be, those orcs who insulted him and the hateful Chuanze patriarch will definitely not survive this time.
Thinking of this, Yuejin felt relaxed all over, and her movements became more agile.
The Woer tribe is waiting to be rebuilt, but fortunately there is enough food, and it is only a matter of time before they recover.
With the prestige of the son of the beast god, many tribes have expressed their goodwill to Wall. For example, Wall's neighbor, the priest of the Yunya tribe, brought many bird tribe orc warriors to help them rebuild their homeland.
On the fifth day, Meng Hao and others returned, and brought back the news that the entire army of the Brai tribe had been destroyed.
When Meng Hao and the others arrived, the Brai tribe had already fallen into a battle with alien beasts outside the tribe. Meng Hao understood their intentions and stopped Meng Hui, Langxiong and others who wanted to take revenge.
These sinful orcs have already embarked on the road to death, and now letting them die is a relief for them.
Just as Meng Hao expected, they didn't need to take action at all, and the Brai tribe had already killed themselves in just five days of fleeing.
They overestimated their combat power too much, and they were targeted by strange beasts shortly after leaving the tribe, and the continuous fighting made it difficult for them.
No matter how much they prayed to Lord Beast God, the hungry beasts would never let go of the fat that was offered to them.
Even the heavy snow could not cover the smell of blood, and attracted more alien beasts. After fighting again and again, after escaping by chance, they fell into the minions of the next group of alien beasts. Everything was like a nightmare, endless.
The fear of revenge from the son of the beast god, the anxiety of being trapped in the snow, the fear of strange beasts, and the pain of hunger and cold tortured them all the time.
However, it is not only the beasts that are scary, but also the human heart.
The females and cubs that need to be taken care of have undoubtedly become a burden, and those orcs who can no longer follow or are sick or injured, regardless of sex, regardless of age, are abandoned by Patriarch Bray and priests without hesitation.
"Don't leave us behind, please..."
"Don't abandon my child, he is still a cub, my lord priest..."
"Patriarch, my father used to be a warrior of the tribe. He blocked the attacks of alien beasts several times for the tribe. Please don't leave him..."
But Patriarch Bray and the priests only cared about running for their lives, and the ferocious pursuit of alien beasts did not allow them to stop, and these orcs, who were already alive, would only drag people who didn't deserve to die to their deaths.
Not only are they unwilling to save these people themselves, but they also forbid other orcs to save them.
Finally, in the mournful cry of a female, his mate rises up and detonates the internal battle.
Not surprisingly, the first protesting orc and his hen were quickly killed by the terrified priests.
But with the first time, there is the second time.
A series of internal strife and hungry alien beasts caused a lot of foreign troubles, and the team of 50,000 to 60,000 orcs was torn apart. By the time they struggled to support a small tribe, more than half of them had been killed or injured, and only 20,000 to 30,000 remnants remained.
Bray Priest, who has realized that choosing to escape in the White Rose is tantamount to suicide, plans to seize the tribe to survive the severe cold of the White Rose before leaving.
The small tribe of the Rabbit Clan could not resist the attack of the rhinoceros orcs at all, so the priests came forward and expressed their willingness to help them until the end of the white rose season, and only asked them not to hurt the orcs of the tribe.
Priest Bray was afraid that they would go to the Vol tribe to inform them, so he naturally refused.
He ordered the attack, ignoring the tired men.
Even though the rabbit orcs are docile and have limited fighting power, they will never give up their homeland.
The priest of the rabbit tribe directly prayed to the beast god to punish the shameless rhinoceros orc at the cost of his life. Priest Brei was full of disdain—the source of his prayer is snow, which can exert the greatest effect in the white rose season, and he did not treat this group of dying people. Rabbit is in the eye.
But the irony is that he has lost the power of prayer!
Seeing this, the rabbit priests took advantage of the victory and pursued them, sacrificing their lives to make all these hateful rhinoceros orcs buried in the white moon and snow.
"The Beast God has abandoned the rhinoceros family! Priests have been rejected by the Beast God!"
This kind of cognition swept people's hearts.
Patriarch Bray turned pale with fright, and asked the priest what was going on, hoping that it was just an accident with the last chance.
However, not everyone was as naive as he was. The originally suppressed resistance immediately took advantage of the chaos to kill priests and patriarchs to avenge their relatives, and then fled around. But in the end, they also failed to escape the curse of the priest of the rabbit tribe, and were buried by the falling ice and snow, and paid a painful price for their actions.
After listening to Lang Xiong's report, the old priest sighed.
Lang Xiong said: "The rabbit tribe has already planned to submit to Wall after the end of the white rose season. After discussing with His Excellency Meng-Shenzi, I have decided to accept them."
The old priest nodded: "Wal also needs them to join."
Then he talked about the Chuanze tribe.
"Your Excellency, the Chuanze tribe also intends to submit to the clan. According to their priests, most people in the Chuanze tribe are unaware of the crazy behavior with the patriarch. They have already detained the insiders and participants in the tribe. But listen to us. I saw that he didn't lie, how do you think we should deal with it?"
Although Meng Hao emphasized many times that the old priest did not need to call himself that, the old priest did not dare to offend. Although he did not bow and kowtow again and again, his words were still very respectful.
Meng Hao's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then he said: "My lord priest, patriarch, what do you think?"
The old priest and the patriarch looked at each other, and the former said: "I think it's better not to accept them. The habits of the Chuanze orcs are far from ours, and they are cunning and promiscuous by nature. It is true that they rob females. Let them join the tribe. endless."
Meng Hao nodded, he thought so too.
"The people they sent don't have to be sent back. Since they are so sincere in apologizing to the tribe, let them pay the tribe meat of thousands of stones and beasts as an apology before the next fifty white roses."
Meng Hao didn't discuss with the patriarch and the others. He could feel their unnaturalness and tension when facing him, so he simply made a decision directly.
After Lang Xiong and the old priest left, Meng Hao sighed.
Gou Liang pinched his knotted brows and teased him: "Why, are you not used to giving orders or do you not like being worshiped by the crowd?"
Meng Hao laughed, hugged him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's just that I'm not used to it. I also know that from that moment on, I'm no longer their relative and clansman..."
Meng Hao was very disappointed.
Although his situation as a white orc in the tribe was not good, both the old priest and the patriarch sincerely regarded him as a member of the tribe, and his sense of belonging to the tribe was true. But ever since he became the son of the Beast God, the clansmen who once admired or guarded against him only looked at him with fear.
Not only the old priest also responded with 12 points of awe, but even the stupid Meng Hui was repeatedly taught by the old priest about his "offensive behavior" after talking to him a few more times.
Meng Hao is not used to it, let alone like it.
Fortunately, Gou Liang has not changed.
The tense nerves were slightly relaxed, Meng Hao kissed Gou Liang's hair, and hugged him even tighter.
Gou Liang raised his head and kissed his brow, and said, "Didn't you always want to leave the tribe and be an unfettered white orc? Sooner or later you have to leave, isn't it better now? At least, if we are tired one day and don't want to go Wandering, we can still come back. Here, there will always be our relatives and our foothold."
Meng Hao was moved, and said softly: "I don't want you to suffer."
He couldn't bear to let Gou Liang go wandering with him, he couldn't bear to let Gou Liang leave his relatives who loved him wholeheartedly, and he couldn't bear to let him feel sad.
Gou Liang scratched his head with a smile and said, "I am willing."
The depression between Meng Hao's eyebrows dissipated, and the ice-blue eyes were dyed with warm light.
"Brother Lang Xi, when can we eat?"
The little females and the little orcs surrounded Gou Liang, staring at him—the skewers in front of him, swallowing secretly.
After a rest of the silver rose season, the Woer tribe finally came out from the shadow of the disaster and revived the glory of the Wobu first tribe.
At this time, it is entering the end of the gray rose season, and the rainstorm continues outside the house. Meng Hao and Lang Xiong took the warriors of the tribe to harvest the gray moon vines. Some females who lost their partners in the battle with the black-armored tyrannosaurus have no intention Before the arrival of Bai Yueji, they searched for orcs again, so these people and their cubs temporarily lived in the priest's place.
At this time, the adults were all tanning their furs together, and the cubs followed the old priest.
As long as Meng Hao is not in the tribe during this time, the old priest will definitely bring Gou Liang to his side very kindly to "take care of".
At this time, the old priest was grinding the medicinal powder while watching the children around the fire.
The air was filled with the aroma of food, and the old priest moved his nose. It smelled like this stall should be cooked.
Sure enough, under the expectant eyes of the children, Gou Liang brushed various flavors of fruit pulp on the skewers and put them in the animal pelvis, "Those who have eaten consciously stand back, and the older ones are not allowed to snatch the meat from the younger brothers." , each person is not allowed to steal other people’s.”
Gou Liang said worriedly.
However, his persuasion was in vain. The females were too embarrassed to fight for it, but the little beasts fought fiercely for a piece of barbecue, and those who were robbed cried loudly.
The old priest was cheerful and didn't stop him. Gou Liang was so tired from watching, so he simply took a bunch of barbecue and ate it by himself.
"Brother Lang Xi, don't you want to do it?"
Sang Mi stared at the remaining uncooked skewers, only to hear Gou Liang say: "It's so loud that my ears hurt, so I won't make it for you guys anymore."
There was silence all around, and then a burst of unprecedented crying broke out.
Gou Liang wiped his mouth and left, leaving a mess for the old priest.
The orcs brought back a full load of gray moon vines before the rain stopped, but Meng Hao didn't come back, saying that he wanted to pick gray moon fruits.
The next day when the sky cleared and the red rose came, Meng Hao really brought back a big bag of gray moon fruit, gave half of it to the tribe, and left the rest as snacks for his beloved partner.
His treasure seemed to be eaten by Gou Liang, who hated the Huiyue Vine milk, he never thought that the congealed Huiyue's milk was very delicious, all the bitterness seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving only the sweetness. Gou Liang nodded while eating, and fed another spoonful to Meng Hao, "Is it delicious?"
Meng Hao was not used to sweets, but he was happy to see that Gou Liang liked him, so he nodded and said, "It's delicious."
Gou Liang said, "Then eat more?"
Meng Hao's smile didn't change, he patted his head and said, "Huiyue fruit is rare, it's good for your health, it's a waste for me to eat it."
Gou Liang bit his spoon and looked at him with a smile, and he reluctantly accepted this reason.
That night, the red moon rose from the sky, marking the official arrival of the red moon season.
The moment of parting also followed.
"Son, have you made up your mind?"
The old priest looked at Meng Hao sadly, he had a premonition that this day would come after he became the son of the Beast God, seeing Meng Hao nodding, the old priest sighed and didn't want to say much.
"Are you guys coming back?" Gal asked.
He didn't dare to shed tears in front of the son of the beast god, and desperately endured it.
Gou Liang smiled and said, "Father, of course we will come back, this is our home, how can anyone not come home?"
This made Cal feel better.
Meng Hui said: "Brother, don't worry about me, I will definitely take care of myself... Uh, find another female who can cook."
He scratched his head and smirked.
Meng Hao also laughed, his younger brother has really grown up.
The next day, Meng Hao and Gou Liang left the tribe under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Yuejin looked up, until the white figure had disappeared into the sky and still couldn't recover, Azan said cautiously: "Yuejin, shall we go home?"
Yuejin turned her head, saw his cautious appearance, smiled at him, held his hand and said: "Tomorrow I will go hunting with the patriarch, you have to be careful, if you can... try to find if there is any red grapes. fruit."
Azan was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.