The Magus Era

Chapter 64: coalition forces

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The sound of drums and horns, the shouts shook the sky, dozens of flags and flags of various colors were fluttering in the sky, the roars and cries of war beasts and war birds set off a strong wind, and the mountains and forests within a hundred miles were swaying violently in the wind.

The soldiers of the Fire Crow and Fire Leopard tribes quickly retreated to the top of the cliff along the rugged path on the cliff, clinging to the only narrow path that could go up and down.

The shaman priests of the Fire Leopard Tribe had bitter expressions on their faces, and they mercilessly killed the prisoners of the Blood Crocodile Tribe and Ghost Frog Tribe one after another.

The short knives made of obsidian tore open the necks of the prisoners. As soon as the blood spurted out, it was swept up by a scorching wind. Bits and pieces of blood continued to merge into the re-erected ancestral spirit flags of the Fire Leopard Tribe.

Nourished by the essence, blood and souls of more than two thousand captives, more than two hundred fire leopards silently emerged from the flags and banners, crawling quietly among the poisonous thorns.

"You guys who don't know whether they live or die, aren't they afraid of the Fire Crow Tribe's revenge?" Qingying waved his long bow and shouted loudly while standing on the edge of the cliff.

Ji Hao clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the groups of soldiers running back and forth in the mountains and forests in the distance without saying a word.

In the Southern Wilderness, mobilizing so many elite warriors from the tribes to join forces to attack at once was truly a generous move. The roads in the southern wilderness jungle are difficult to navigate. If you want to mobilize dozens of warriors from tribes at the same time to stage an ambush at a specific location, strategizing and mobilizing troops will be a huge trouble.

Not to mention, the warriors of the Southern Wilderness Tribe are all big-bellied men. An ordinary warrior in the shaman realm has to eat dozens of kilograms of meat every day, and the food intake of the little witch and the big witch is even more bottomless. The elite warriors of dozens of tribes gathered together, and the consumption of this logistical supply was enough to eat down two or three mountains of beast meat in a short period of time.

No matter who was behind the scene, the amount of manpower, material and financial resources they invested was extremely astonishing.

With fire in his eyes, Ji Hao carefully identified the flags fluttering in the sky in the distance. Having activated his innate magical power, the Golden Crow Eyes, Ji Hao is now able to clearly see every move of a mosquito within a dozen miles.

The flags were fluttering, and Ji Hao recognized the totems painted on them one by one.

"The Green Bull Tribe, the Bison Tribe, the Barbarian Bull Tribe... Well, these are the famous Three Bull Barbarian Tribes. Aren't they neutral tribes?"

"The Teeth Tiger Tribe, the Angry Lion Tribe, the Wind Eagle Tribe... Humph, these normally cautious and cautious tribes are dying!"

But soon, Ji Hao found some totems among the flags that made him feel stressed.

"The Fierce Ghost Tribe, the Monster Tribe, the Insect Gu Tribe... Damn it, these weird guys who have never dealt with the Southern Wilderness tribe have also joined in? Do they want to challenge the Fire Crow Tribe? Challenge the rule of the Southern Wilderness Continent. What?"

Whether it is the Sanniu Barbarian Tribe or the small and medium-sized tribes such as the Yahu Tribe, Furious Lion Tribe, and Wind Eagle Tribe, these tribes live alone in the Southern Wilderness and never challenge the majesty of the overlords such as the Fire Crow Tribe and the Black Water Black Snake Tribe. Free from the two major camps, it is a neutral tribe that has no hope of rising but has no fear of destruction.

If someone gives them enough benefits, enough benefits, it is understandable that these neutral tribes will join forces to tear off a piece of fat from the Fire Crow Department.

But tribes such as the Fierce Ghost Tribe, the Demon Tribe, and the Insect Gu Tribe are incompatible with other tribes in the Southern Wilderness. They are their own tribe, and even powerful tribes like the Fire Crow Tribe are unwilling to take the initiative to provoke them.

For example, the Fierce Ghost Tribe, they don't have the power of blood inheritance, but they have a strange 'Fierce Ghost inheritance' system. They have worshiped the evil spirits in the mountains and forests for generations. As soon as a baby is born, he merges himself with the evil spirits, becoming a creature that is neither human nor ghost, but also possesses all kinds of incredible and strange abilities.

The members of the Fierce Ghost Tribe are not large in number, but the ferocious ghosts they have inherited from generation to generation are powerful. Once a newborn baby merges with the evil ghost, it will directly possess the strength of the Little Witch Realm. Once the warriors of the Fierce Ghost Tribe reach adulthood and completely inherit the power of the Fierce Ghost, they will have the combat power to compete with the Great Witch.

The Demon Tribe, the Insect Gu Tribe, and several other tribes are also such heterogeneous tribes. These tribes are basically inhuman and have evolved into some kind of alien race similar to humans.

On weekdays, these alien tribes rarely have contact with the outside world, and other tribes are rarely willing to deal with them.

But today, eight or nine totems of different tribes appeared in front of Ji Hao.

"What a big deal. No matter who you are, is it worth putting in such a big effort? For Abba, Eminem? Or for me?"

Ji Hao looked at the flags fluttering in the air and let out a heavy breath. He turned around and looked at Qingying, and whispered: "Uncle, let the bird fly."

Qingying nodded with a distorted face, and carefully took out a cyan long-tailed sparrow the size of a baby's palm from his arms. This is a kind of wind sparrow unique to the Qingyi tribe. It is petite and can never fly. When flying, its body will blend into the shade of the trees. Even the falcon with the sharpest eyesight will find it extremely difficult to detect traces of their flight. .

"Go, go to Cold Brook Valley! My dear, tell Brother Ji Xia what's going on here!" Qingying fed Feng Que'er a few pills made with his own blood mixed with grain essence, and gently said to Feng Que'er Said a few words.

Fengqueer raised its head and repeated Qingying's words in a very clear voice. It enunciated the words clearly and didn't make any mistakes in it.

"Yes, that's it. Tell Brother Ji Xia that this is a trap set by others." Qingying squinted his eyes, raised his palm, and Fengqueer let out a clear cry, turning into a faint wind shadow and rising into the sky. , traveled seven or eight miles away in the blink of an eye.

A black wind whistled from the slanting thorn. In the black wind, dozens of palm-sized iron-clawed vultures filled with sinister energy shrieked strangely and surrounded the flying wind sparrow with a roar.

The green wind sparrow moved lightly in the circle of vultures, avoiding the scratches of dozens of sharp claws in an instant.

Just as Fengque'er was about to escape with her petite body and indescribably fast movements, a sharp child's cry came from the distance.

A few miles away, at the top of a tree, under the totem flag of the Demonic Tribe, a pale-faced, lifeless baby was standing naked on the top of a big tree, making strange noises. He cried in the direction of Feng Queer.

With just a cry, Fengqueer, who was flying extinct several miles away, tilted his body and fell heavily from the sky as if he was struck by thunder.

The leaves in the dense forest below were turbulent, and a large, pale green python quietly poked its head out and swallowed the wind bird in one mouthful.

Ji Hao's heart sank, while Qingying's face became extremely ugly, and she almost cried: "Hao, this is the sparrow that uncle has raised since he was a child. I must kill these bastards! "

In the dense forest across the river, two big trees were pushed away with a slap, and a tall figure three feet tall walked out slowly carrying a wooden stake.

The tall and burly figure was naked, and his light green skin was densely covered with twisted grimaces. He looked at Ji Hao, Qing Ying and others, and said angrily: "Come out, kneel down and beg for mercy. We can just kill you." Half the people!"

The dense forest was shaking, and countless weird laughter kept coming from the forest.

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