In a corner of the dense forest at night, a bonfire is burning, and a group of people are stationed here.
Harsh screams and rampant laughter filled the place. For some people, they are in heaven, but for others, they are stepping into hell.
"Boss, this is the leg meat of a third-level soldier, it can make you stronger!"
A strong and tall man as tall as a mountain, with a rough voice, handed a thigh with blood on it to a very dazzling figure in the crowd who could be seen as a leader.
He is the leader of the Tusk Tribe - Eight Hyenas.
A necklace made of dried eyeballs hangs around Yahye's neck, and the pendant in the middle of the necklace is the palm of a person.
Hanging around the waist is a body skirt made of dried hands and feet, and a hat made of skull and human skin on the head, and the hollow eyes of the skeleton are full of cold air.
Other parts of his body were also decorated with various ornaments made from various parts of the human body. These were his trophies, a sign of being strong, more than all others.
He climbed to this position with the blood of countless people by using brutal means and extremely strong force.
Now enjoy the best of everything in the entire tribe, the best food, the most beautiful people, and the most powerful weapons.
Several beautiful girls and boys knelt beside him, serving him tremblingly, their eyes full of fear. One of the boys knelt and walked towards the man holding the human leg, held back his tears and took the human leg, then came back on his knees, and raised the human leg to Ba Lie's mouth.
Eight hyenas lowered their heads and took a bite without hesitation, frowning slightly, disgusted: "Too old!"
"Boss, this is our last third-grade meat. We will arrive near the Black Forest tomorrow, and we will be able to eat fresh high-grade meat soon."
Although Ba Hye disliked it, he still felt that the flesh of the third-level fighter made him feel powerful.
As the swallowing movement poured into the whole body, the whole person became excited, and pulled a girl beside him by hand, and entered unceremoniously.
The girl was so painful that tears fell down directly, but she just bit her lower lip, not daring to make a sound, and silently endured the torture.
The vicious dog, that is, the man who handed over the human leg, was indifferent to such a scene and didn't give him another look. He was already used to such a scene.
Such scenes can be seen everywhere in the entire garrison, and the rampage can be seen everywhere.
Some people even bit off that person's flesh while releasing their desires to fill their stomachs.
There was an endless stream of screams, and the rampant laughter was unscrupulous.
"I haven't eaten the meat of a fourth-level fighter yet, and I can't wait to taste his taste." Eight hyenas said while moving, and the blood-stained corners of the mouth of the eight hyenas showed a sinister smile. With a bloodthirsty light.
"He will definitely bring me endless power, so that I can become a fifth-level fighter! At that time, no one can stop me!"
The vicious dog also became excited: "We don't have a few fighters left. Chief Blackstone is too stingy, he has so many fighters to distribute to us."
"That treacherous old guy! Sooner or later, so many fighters will enter our stomachs." Eight Hyena snorted, and kicked the unconscious girl under him, "Useless thing! It only took a while Passed out."
The unconscious girl was dragged away immediately, and the blood flowing out formed a long line.
The other boys and girls who were serving were even more frightened, their heads pressed tightly to the ground, and they did not dare to lift them up.
They knew very well in their hearts that when they saw the girl again, she might have become an ornament for one of the beasts.
And each of them will end up in this way, being tortured first, and then being eaten as food, and the bones become or a certain part of the body becomes an ornament, the difference is only in the order of time.
Fortunately, Yalu lost interest at this time, did not grab any of them to satisfy his most primitive desires, and concentrated on gnawing on human legs.
"That's the leader, you are heroic." The vicious dog smiled, showing its sharp black teeth, "This time we can find a new person for you, the leader, to change your taste."
"He took away a lot of soldiers, and then all of us will be able to eat something good!" Eight Hyena's eyes were full of greed, and the meat in his mouth became even more delicious.
The people of the Tusk tribe believe that eating stronger people will give them more power.
Although they already know how to use fire, they still like to drink blood and eat raw meat, especially when eating powerful fighters, it must be "original flavor".
A soldier was a little worried: "That man is strong in force, and he brought so many soldiers with him, and took away a lot of Blackstone weapons. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
"We've got so many brave and good fighters, and he took a bunch of useless ordinary people, even disabled waste, and these people will only wear him down."
The vicious dog snorted contemptuously, dismissing such worries, his voice was loud and full of confidence.
"If you are afraid, serve me as food today, pass on your strength to me, and see how I can destroy them!"
The soldier stopped talking immediately, and continued to nibble on the flesh of an unknown part of the human body in his hand.
"Coward!" The vicious dog snorted, "We also have blackstone weapons and a large number of 'meat shields', but they are just a group of outcasts, and they are only suitable for our Fang tribe as food!"
"Kill them all, take away their black stone weapons, and all of us will have powerful black stone weapons! Warriors, we will have food that makes us stronger!"
Eight hyenas stood up and shouted loudly.
The people of Fangfang Tribe were also mobilized, they all shouted and cheered, and entered a new round of madness.
Crying and groaning, excited shouting, and collisions ebbed and flowed from all corners, emerging one after another.
Different from the excitement and madness of this group of ogres, in a not far corner, there is a group of people whose eyes are numb and empty, like the living dead, full of despair.
They were crowded in the newly dug pit, the narrow space made them close to each other, and the air was so turbid that it was difficult to breathe.
"Blue Blood, can we really survive?" A voice sounded faintly in the corner.
People with sensitive hearing heard it, and their ears moved involuntarily, but most people didn't care.
They have heard too many comforting words like this, but what they see is the departure of the people around them.
From the day their tribe was destroyed by the Tusk tribe, they have become the food of those demons. They didn't die now, but they were worried that their meat would go bad, so they kept it for now.
Some people tried to resist before, but ended up being tortured and killed. They don't want to think of that kind of cruel method in their life.
Death is luck.
Some powerful warriors chose to join this group of demons. Eating their closest relatives was a ritual for them to enter the tribe. When the ritual was completed, those people also became new demons.
The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled have all been eaten as food. Under the cruel ravages, no one dared to stand up and resist, numbly accepting the fact that they were about to die.
What you pray to God is no longer to live, but to be killed with a knife.
The imminent arrival of the destination meant that the group would surely kill and eat before launching an attack.
Even if they are lucky enough not to be used as food, they will become the backs of this group of demons.
"We can."
The one who spoke was an unkempt boy who couldn't see his original face. Under the thick hair, there were a pair of piercing eyes, which were completely different from the numb eyes around him.
"I said before, that man is a ferocious warrior with great wisdom. Only with him can we defeat these demons!"
The translucent eyes were flushed red, and the tears swirled in them, but they were suffocated to prevent them from falling.
Everyone's mood became abnormally low when mentioning Hide. If it wasn't for this heroic man dealing with those demons, they would have become food long ago.
Even at the last moment of his life, he never gave up hope.
He used to be a third-level fighter in the Blackstone tribe. Although he was a little older, he was still very powerful in combat.
At the beginning, he felt that leaving the tribe was a kind of betrayal, so even though he was dissatisfied with the chief, he did not leave with Black Hunter.
He felt that he could do something instead of leaving when encountering difficulties, and was even dissatisfied with Black Hunter's behavior for a while, thinking that it was a betrayal.
Gradually, he found that Black Hunt was right, and the chief no longer hid his ambition after Black Hunt left.
Chiefs no longer follow the long-standing tribal rules and enjoy exclusive access to the best food, weapons and women in the tribe.
The people around him have supreme power, and whoever dares to question will be severely punished.
Everything in the tribe belongs to him, and all people are his slaves, who must worship him and his descendants, and enjoy the power of being a chief for life.
The election of the heir is no longer contested by means of battle, but is inherited by his descendants and so on.
Many practices are unacceptable, harsh and cruel, and Hide and others have expressed their opposition.
The ending is either dead or wounded, or sold to the Tusk tribe and become their food.
The old soldier was tortured a lot along the way, and Blue Blood watched helplessly as his body was cut off bit by bit, becoming mutilated until he died.
Even so, he never lost hope, telling Blueblood that they would be able to escape the demon if they just kept on living.
Another boy, Song Guo, was still worried: "But these demons are so powerful, and they recruited many demons along the way..."
"What!" Blueblood pulled the pine cone towards him, away from the dirt wall behind him.
But there are too many people and too crowded, and we can't move too many positions.
The two watched helplessly as the earthen wall became thinner little by little, and some soil fell down. First, there was a small hole, which gradually turned into a big hole, and finally a human head was exposed!
Pine Cone wanted to scream, but Lan Xue, who had quick eyes and quick hands, covered his mouth.
The slight commotion here made the fang warrior guarding the pit notice the movement, and glanced over. The two of them lowered their heads and put on a numb look, pretending that nothing happened.
The soldier didn't notice the clue, and turned his eyes back to look elsewhere.
After the soldier walked away, the two turned to look at the man who emerged from the ground.
"Who are you?" Blue Blood suppressed the excitement in his heart, vigilant and excited.
The small head was exposed, and it was a young boy who was also young, smiling brightly at them.
"I am the Rainbow Rat of the Starfire Tribe. Do you want to escape from these demons? Or, do you want to tear these demons into pieces?"