While the hunting team led by Elvin was still trekking in the wilderness of the mountain forest.
It was less than 200 kilometers away from them, at the border between the Ilya colony and the wilderness.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Kill!"
"Yahhh!"
Intense gunshots, earth-shattering shouts, and smoke filled the air, signaled the start of another massacre.
"Hahaha, sinful invaders, offer your hearts to the great shark Ovig!"
The strongest warrior of the Araucan tribe, the tribal chief Manguenke, laughed wildly as he charged forward.
On his two-meter tall body, a ferocious great white shark totem tattoo was constantly twisting on the surface of his skin, as if it had its own consciousness and was about to come to life.
There were even greenish-black lines on his back that had already broken through the limits of his skin, forming a protrusion similar to a shark's dorsal fin.
Waving the obsidian saw sword in his hand, which was called "Marquavette" by the natives, he took the lead and smashed through the smoke on the battlefield, breaking into the defensive formation of the pioneers.
Boom!
Like a meteor falling from the sky, he crushed anything that dared to block his way into powder.
Behind him, hundreds of native warriors swarmed in like two wings, and in the blink of an eye, a bloody storm was set off among the pioneers.
Among the pioneers, there was no difference between those who held their ground and those who took advantage of the chaos to escape.
During this period of time, the strategy of using the spear cavalry to quickly attack with the totem warriors had been tested time and time again, although it had caused some losses to the ordinary warriors in the tribe.
After six massacres, because they had to kill the enemy with their own hands, the number of young adults of the Araucan tribe had been reduced to a very dangerous 220 people.
But it was completely worth it. By letting the tribesmen eat the enemy's hearts to absorb their strength, the overall strength of the tribe had ushered in an explosive growth.
The total number of totem warriors had reached a shocking sixteen people. Even if they were compared to those big tribes, they wouldn't be outdone.
Especially the tribal chief Manguenke, under the nourishment of the extraordinary hearts, had ushered in a qualitative change in his totem engraving!
"Kill them all!"
Due to their absolute advantage in supernatural powers, none of the settlements could successfully withstand their assault.
After breaking the formation, in just a few minutes, the pioneering town had turned into a slaughterhouse-like hell of flesh and blood. There was almost no place to set foot.
However, both sides of the final battle seemed to be very used to this kind of scene.
"I don't care what you are, but you are already the final sacrifice. Don't even think about escaping. Offer your heart to Great Shark Ovig!"
Manguenke's final opponent wasn't a human. Instead, it was a monster with a greenish-black face that looked like both a human and a dog.
It was clearly a ghoul that was stationed in the town!
Although it was prepared to rush out of the town and run away from the very beginning, how could it escape so easily when it was surrounded by the indigenous forces?
In the end, he was blocked by a group of totem warriors in the town.
"They're just lowly humans. I'd like to see who will eat who in the end."
As a supervisor, the ghoul didn't want to get involved in the conflict between the natives and the pioneers, but his enemy obviously didn't think so.
Looking at the natives who couldn't wait to gorge themselves, the ghoul was forced into a corner and spat out these words viciously.
The Rank 2 Ghoul charged at Man Guenke, its body covered in an icy-blue Extraordinary aura, with blue claws protruding out of its hands.
Whoosh!
Moving like the wind and possessing immense strength were the perfect descriptions for this creature. Although it was chopped up like vegetables by Elvin, it didn't mean that this creature wasn't strong.
The claws tore through the strong wind and reached Manguenke's chest in the blink of an eye.
"Hahaha, good timing."
The tribal chief took a deep breath and his body instantly expanded by half. More of the characteristics of a great white shark appeared on his body. He had clearly turned into a deep-sea monster that came ashore.
Bang!
Amidst the sound of the blunt blade hitting the iron wood, the powerful claws only managed to penetrate a few centimeters into the flesh before they were stuck.
Crack!
Then, under the ghoul's incredulous gaze, Manguenke chopped off its ugly greenish-black head with a single slash.
The strength of a Class 2 peak was vividly displayed on his body. It also proved that the outcome of a battle had nothing to do with race.
If one wasn't strong enough, even a predator would become a meal on a plate.
A moment later.
Manguenke knelt on one knee and held the ghoul's cold bluish-purple heart that was still beating tenaciously. He raised it high above his head.
"Ocean Shark Ovig! The storm is your breath, the thunder is your heartbeat, and the raging waves are your wake as you swim across the seas ….
Your loyal subjects offer the flesh and blood of your enemy to you! Give me strength! Give me eternal life! "
After devoutly chanting the prayer, Manguenke swallowed the heart that once belonged to an intelligent supernatural creature.
He could feel the boiling hot current surging in his body, which was subtly transforming his body.
He leaped up from the ground, causing his muscles and bones to crackle.
The greenish-black totem tattoo on the surface of his skin was also slightly red. It was like a large net that had reached its limit and had to exert all its strength to catch the violent deep-sea monster that was his "physical body".
He opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth that were still stained with blood.
"Ha! I've finally reached this step. The Shaman Sorcerer under Lady Crow didn't lie to me.
As long as I synchronize my spirit with the great Ocean Shark Ovig, I'll be able to complete the supernatural level qualitative change.
And I, Manguenke, as the first Class 3 Totem Warrior of the Araucan Clan, will eventually lead the clan to true glory! "
"Manguenke!"
"Manguenke!"
The natives who had also completed the ritual around him had already realized what happened to the chief and were shouting his name.
It was like … worshipping a god.
.....
The hunting team led by Elvin was led by Flake in his bearskin form, with Wilder's squirrel as the support.
They followed the smell of the special potion that was sprinkled on the chief of the Araucan Clan and followed the trail left behind by them.
A day later, they had completely left the territory of the Faletis Kingdom's colony and went deep into the wilderness. They even reached the border of the Ilya Kingdom.
"Are these bastards all rabbits? They run so fast! "
Milan held her spirit pendulum used for divination and secretly cursed.
After they followed the trail of the natives, they found that there were no traces of the migration of thousands of people.
It was obvious that at least before they reached the town of Norwalk, their team had been split up once.
Even if they were a hunting tribe, the risk of bringing the elderly, women, and children in such a bloody operation was still too high. It would also greatly reduce the mobility of the team.
Therefore, what Elvin and the others were about to face was a strong team of warriors who were familiar with the wilderness environment, and who knew how much stronger they were after the evil ritual.
However.
At this time, although the native warriors had been paying attention to hiding, after they collected enough information and traces along the way, they were still caught by Elvin and the others.
Unfortunately, it was also when they had just completed another crime.
Looking at the town with the flag of the Ilya Kingdom flying not far away, Warrant Officer Roddy, who volunteered to be the vanguard, asked:
"General, what should we do? Should we look for the local garrison to coordinate? "
"Don't worry about them, just go in. We have the authority to deal with cross-regional cases, we just have to report it afterwards.
Moreover, it's not certain whether the governor or some random person is in charge of this area. "
"Yes, sir!"
As the first person to discover it, Elvin directly led the hunting team into the town of Ilya, which was obviously not developed for long.
Uh, it was a town that had not been treated in advance. It was like an "original" slaughterhouse.
The nauseating smell of blood seemed to be drilling into the body through the pores, and even many veterans felt a little uncomfortable.
However, seeing the scene here, Elvin was also sure of one thing. At least these guys did not have a grudge against a certain country and were specifically targeting the colony of Faletis.
For the time being, they could exclude the interference of other foreign forces and just deal with these natives.
Then they also saw the ghouls lying on the ground, and even the color of their blood was different from others.
"These guys are really unscrupulous. They even don't let go of the ghouls, which are neither alive nor dead."
"Since it's a ritual, there's no need to care about what's on the surface. As long as the essence of mysticism is the same, it should be fine."
Elvin explained to his officers. The limited dissemination of mystical knowledge was more conducive to their survival in the Transcendent World in the future.
The cannibals would eventually be eaten by others, but it was also karma.
And most importantly.
The traces of the natives' departure were still very fresh. With the help of "Olfactory Map", "Divination", and "Real-Time Holographic Map of Seagulls", Elvin and his team finally locked onto their tracks.
It was also the first time they saw their true appearance in the eyes of the seagulls.
It was a group of about two hundred natives riding on horses. Whether it was the smell or the totem tattoos on their bodies, they were consistent with the information they had.
However, they did not go north. Instead, they turned east and ran all the way to the sea.
Immediately, seagulls flew down from the sky like arrows and followed closely behind them. In Elvin's three-dimensional reconnaissance network, as long as their tail was exposed, they would not be able to escape.
Although he did not understand why they ended the original massacre for the time being, it did not prevent Elvin from making the next decision.
"Besse, inform First Officer Boris to return to the north to provide support. The specific location will be reported through the mental network at any time! "
"Yes, sir!"
.....
At this time, other than the young warriors who went to hunt the colonists, the Araucan Clan had already left.
After splitting up, the remaining survivors had set up camp by the sea. The shaman adepts had erected a totem pole that belonged to the Spirit of Nature, Ovig the Great Shark of the Sea.
The totem pole was three meters tall, and it was mainly blue in color. It was a combination of human faces with various expressions and a great white shark carving.
At the top, there was a blood-colored stone in the shape of an abstract crow inlaid. It was emitting an ominous blood-colored light.
At this time, on the stone altar under the totem pole, according to the tradition of the Atreans, there were all kinds of exquisite pure gold sacrificial tools, flowers, and … human scalps piled up like a mountain!
A raging bonfire was lit. Under the leadership of two shaman wizards, a large group of native girls with gorgeous feathers on their heads had already danced the ancient sacrificial dance around the totem pole.
A terrifying and sacred ceremony that belonged to the native tribe was about to begin!
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