The other people from Black Mountain Tribe were also terrified. This sort of self-destruction had happened three times in a short period of time. The price for these three explosions was the loss of seven people from Black Mountain Tribe!
The battle continued cruelly!
Tears fell from Su Ming's eyes. He bit down on his lips and averted his gaze. He quickly ran forward with the rest of his tribe members. He knew that the tribe members behind him were using their lives to buy time. They were using their flesh and blood to buy time. What he needed to do was not to let their blood flow in vain. He had to protect the normal tribe members within this limited amount of time so that they could go further!
The battle on the elder's side was equally intense. The two men in the later stage of the Blood Solidification Realm did not seem to know pain. Their faces were expressionless, and there were many injuries on their bodies. Yet they continued to hold onto the elder. However, the elder's strength was something that no one had expected, much less Su Ming.
The elder let out a cold harrumph, and numerous ripples appeared around him. The ripples spread outwards, and the two men in the later stage of the Blood Solidification Realm immediately trembled. The elder took a step forward, and with his speed, he arrived before one of them in the span of a breath. He tapped the man's head, and with a bang, the man's head exploded. The moment his body fell to the ground, the elder threw a punch towards the other man. The man's body also trembled and exploded.
However, at the instant the two men died, a large amount of black fog immediately seeped out of their corpses. The black fog instantly gathered together and turned into a blurry figure that pounced towards the elder, who was about to retreat.
"Bi Tu!" The elder's expression froze. He knew that the black fog before him was not Bi Tu's real body, but a manifestation of his Fallen Berserker Art. Yet now that the Art had appeared, it meant that Bi Tu was not too far away from them. Or perhaps, he was rushing towards them!
Yet at that moment, piercing howls came from the front of the crowd once again. The sudden sound immediately made the tribe leader, the Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe, and the tribe members' expressions change!
At that moment, a piercing sound came from the forest to the left and right of the crowd. A violent gust of wind moaned, as if there were a large number of enemies from Black Mountain Tribe in the area!
If that was all there was to it, it would have been fine. They could have left some Berserkers behind and used their deaths in exchange for the tribe to continue migrating. However, the moment the excited and bloodthirsty roars came from the three directions, the ground trembled. About one hundred feet in front of the tribe leader, the ground before the tribe caved in. Immediately after, a fence that was thousands of feet long and several dozens of feet thick shot out from the ground like a giant door. It was made of thick logs that were tied together and stood straight in front of the tribe, blocking off the path the tribe could take!
There were three men from Black Mountain Tribe standing on top of the huge wooden fence. The one in the lead was nearly ten feet tall and held a huge bow that was almost as long as his body. There was a cruel smile on his face as he stared at the crowd.
At the same time, on the left and right sides of the tribe, as the ground trembled, another two rows of wooden fences shot up from the ground. They were thousands of feet long, and they trapped Dark Mountain Tribe in this place!
There were also a few people standing on the wooden fences on both sides of the fence. They stared coldly down below with a hint of mockery in their eyes.
This was a trap that had been set up a long time ago!
The expressions of the people from Dark Mountain Tribe changed drastically. The tribe leader's face was pale, but his eyes were filled with killing intent and fighting spirit. The other Berserkers were the same.
'How did they know our exact route? How did they set up a trap here beforehand?!' This was the question that appeared in the hearts of all the Dark Mountain Tribe members.
'Who is it?! Who is the traitor of Dark Mountain Tribe?! 'Su Ming trembled. In his mind, the elder had once mentioned that there was a traitor in the tribe!
At the same time, when the elder, who was fighting against the black mist formed by Bi Tu's Fallen Berserker Art, saw this scene, his face was filled with sorrow and anger. He only suspected that there was a traitor and had tried everything he could to find him, but the traitor had hidden himself too well and did not leave behind any clues. He even gave people the impression that there was no traitor at all. Yet now, the elder was certain of it. Yet even until now, he still could not figure out who the traitor was … and for what reason …
At that moment of crisis, when the members of Dark Mountain Tribe were filled with fear and panic, and the faces of the normal tribe members were pale, as if they had no strength to fight back, whooshing sounds reverberated in the air on the three fences. More Berserkers from Black Mountain Tribe appeared. There seemed to be about 50 of them. The elder lifted his right hand and pointed towards the tribe in the distance.
The moment he pointed, the sky above the people from Dark Mountain Tribe who were trapped by the three fences suddenly changed. The sky and earth trembled, and a black light shot into the sky. As it shone, it gathered together and turned into a shocking statue of the God of Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe that was about 100 feet tall!
It was a ferocious statue that was half human and half beast. It was filled with a barbaric and primitive presence. It held a long dragon in one hand and a long spear in the other. There was madness and bloodlust in its eyes.
The moment it appeared, even the sky darkened, as if it was being suppressed by its might. However, the statue of the God of Berserkers was not completely clear. It was a little blurry, as if it was rapidly materializing from thin air. Black light shone from its body and enveloped the area beneath it, protecting the gathered members of Dark Mountain Tribe.
"The Berserkers are outside, and the tribe members are inside. We will fight to the death!" At that moment, the tribe leader of Dark Mountain Tribe let out a loud roar. He leapt up and charged towards the giant wooden fence in front of him. He knew that if he wanted to leave this place, he had to break through the fence. Retreating was impossible!
"Kill them!" All the Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe rushed out and charged towards their enemies from Black Mountain Tribe. The Head of the Guards from Dark Mountain Tribe leapt up with his bow in hand. He pulled the bowstring and fired an arrow. With a loud bang, the arrow flew towards the fence on the left.
The tribe leader, who was in front, and two tribe members followed behind him. With determination, they too charged forward!
Bei Ling, Wu La, Lei Chen, and all the other Berserkers became frenzied and began fighting to the death! Shan Hen was silent. After a moment of hesitation, he also leapt up.
Su Ming's heart was filled with killing intent. Just as he was about to move, he heard sobs coming from behind him. It was the little girl he had been hugging waking up. She was looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
Su Ming did not turn his head back. He leapt up and charged towards the fence before him. From the fence, dozens of men from Black Mountain Tribe pounced on Su Ming and the other Berserkers with strange cries. In an instant, they were engaged in a battle to the death with Su Ming and the other Berserkers beside him.
It was dusk. The sun in the sky was dim. The outline of the moon could be seen. It was clear that it was going to be night soon. Su Ming's blood was boiling. His heart was burning. His anger was roaring. His eyes were bloodshot. He had broken through the seal in Wind Stream and rushed back to the tribe like a madman. He wanted to live and die with the tribe. Now was the time for him to live and die with them!
'I will live as a member of Dark Mountain Tribe, and die as a spirit of Dark Mountain Tribe!' Su Ming did not hold back. All 243 blood veins in his body burst forth, revealing his power as a seventh level Berserker of the Blood Solidification Realm. However, no one paid any attention to a teenager in the chaos of battle.
Among the dozens of Berserkers from Black Mountain Tribe before him, only one of them was at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm. The others were all between the fifth and sixth levels. The man who was originally at the seventh level had a ferocious look on his face as he led his men to kill them. In his eyes, the seven or eight Berserkers from Dark Mountain Tribe who were fighting back were nothing to him. As the vice chief of the hunters from Black Mountain Tribe, killing these people was a piece of cake for him.
Yet the moment he got closer, his pupils shrank abruptly and a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He could clearly feel that among the seven or eight Berserkers who were charging towards him was a skinny and inconspicuous teenager. He could feel the power of Qi that made his heart tremble.
'Who is he?! How can he have such Qi at such a young age?! ' The man did not even have time to think before Su Ming closed in on him. His first target was this person!
All of this happened in an instant. Both sides clashed against each other. The sounds of battle rose into the sky and shrill cries of pain reverberated in the air. Su Ming threw a punch, and the moment he did so, all 243 blood veins on his body gathered into one. As he threw his punch forward, it crashed into the man at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm from Black Mountain Tribe.
Booming sounds reverberated in the air. However, in this intense battlefield, all of these sounds were insignificant. As they fought to the death, the tribe members who were protected by the light from the statue of the God of Berserkers trembled. Their faces were pale, but there was determination and fearlessness on their faces. They were afraid, but there was no point in being afraid.
Their eyes were filled with hatred that was carved into their bones, along with a rage that seemed to want to burn the sky and earth.
Silence. Everyone was silent. The little girl who had just woken up was no longer crying. Instead, she looked at Su Ming's back and watched him fight for the tribe!
Su Ming threw a punch, and the man also threw a punch at him with a roar. As the sound of the punch reverberated in the air, blood trickled down the corner of the man's mouth. Shock appeared on his face. His arm felt as if it was about to shatter. As the force of the punch swept towards him, he could not help but take a few steps back. Yet his retreat made Su Ming roar. He ignored the pain and charged forward at a shocking speed. He closed in on the man in an instant and punched, punched, and punched!
In the blink of an eye, Su Ming threw out eight punches. Each punch landed on the man's body, causing him to continuously retreat. Shock appeared in his eyes, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The man did not expect that he would run into such a powerful Berserker, a crazy Berserker!
"Die!" Su Ming closed in once again, but this time, he did not use his fist. Instead, once he closed in, he rammed his head against the man's head. As the man let out a shrill scream of pain, his body was sent flying backwards, crashing into the row of giant wooden bars. A loud bang shot up, and the man coughed up blood. He was completely dumbfounded by Su Ming's speed. In fact, he did not even have the time to fight back. In his eyes, Su Ming … was too fast!
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