From the video brought back by Lance, it was not difficult to see that there were actually warriors among Yunsan's tribesmen. However, be it in terms of quantity or quality, they were no match for the masked enemies.
Although Yunsan's tribesmen fought back bravely, they were still defeated in a very short time.
The flames of war spread to the residential area of the civilians. The wooden houses built on the treetops were burned down, and the old, weak, women, and children were slaughtered. The masked warriors did not even spare the babies who were still in their swaddling clothes. They wiped out the entire tribe. In the end, they even lit a fire and burned all the plants. They threw poison into the clear lake to poison the innocent fish.
At the end of the video, a broken rag doll rolled to Lance's side and was picked up by him.
* Smack! *
After the video ended, Lance threw the rag doll he picked up on the table. It was hand-sewn with coarse fiber and had been charred, and the little owner of the rag doll had long since disappeared without a trace.
Han Lang felt very depressed. Although he had long understood the cruelty of war, Yunsan and his clansmen had died too horribly. They were like lowly herbivores in the natural world. They were no match for the cruel enemy at all.
"Why are the masked guys so ruthless?" Sima Hunfeng asked with a frown.
Lance said in a low voice, "I heard some news. It seems that their target is not the civilians, but Xiaobao and his parents. These tribesmen were slaughtered because they refused to hand over Xiaobao."
There was silence at the scene, and most people looked at Han Lang.
Han Lang thought for a moment and said with a cold gaze, "Although 9527 has repeatedly warned us to keep a low profile and not make enemies here, I think we have enough enemies. One or two more won't make much of a difference. What do you guys think?"
"Hahahaha!"
Everyone burst into laughter. Boya said, "You must be joking! Do we need a reason to kill someone? "
"Yes, f * cking hell!"
"Go and kill them!"
.....
"Master, Han Lang has left with his men without permission. I predict that there is more than a 90% chance that they will have a conflict with the tribal warriors this time," the queen reported to 9527 after monitoring Han Lang leaving with his men.
9527 was taken aback. After figuring out the reason, it frowned and muttered to itself, "These guys are really a headache, especially Han Lang. Wherever he goes, trouble follows."
Yuan Yuan said anxiously, "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's hurry up and inform the others. Master only brought over a hundred people this time. Most of them are still out on missions. If there's a conflict, Master might need help."
9527 nodded and hurriedly asked the queen to gather the warriors scattered outside and those who were training to deal with the worst-case scenario.
9527 felt that he had encountered a very big problem. He was capable. In the past, he had single-handedly created the Pantheon Group, a giant force that dominated the Dark Net.
Now that they had betrayed the group, 9527 planned to do the same, using Han Lang and the others as the foundation to rebuild a new organization that was not inferior to the Pantheon Group. This new organization had to avoid many of the shortcomings of the Pantheon Group and become a team that had real combat power and was fair and just.
Now, 9527 began to feel powerless. Although his idea was good and his means were clever enough, he had neglected an important condition, and that was people.
Han Lang and the others were completely different from the group of people when the Pantheon Group was founded. They did not abide by the rules very much. Originally, there was Sima Hunfeng, who valued rules more than his life. Now, Sima Hunfeng's personality had changed drastically after being stimulated. From Han Lang to Sima Hunfeng, they were all infected with the aura of bandits.
They would fight at the slightest disagreement, and they would fight even if they disliked them!
This was simply a violent group, not at all like a forward-looking team that wanted to do big things.
Just like this time, Han Lang brought people to fight someone else because he disliked them, completely disregarding how serious their actions would affect 9527's long-term plans.
9527 also watched the video brought by Lance after the incident. In fact, he was also angry, but he still held it in. As the best architect of the Dark Net, he knew very well that he must not act impulsively.
"Clark, go find Han Lang immediately. Stop him from fighting with the other tribes at all costs," 9527 said in a deep voice. "We haven't established a foothold here yet. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"
Clark nodded and led the second group of people who had just returned to the base to follow Han Lang's footsteps.
9527 did not choose Clark to lead the team for no reason. It was because Clark had been with Han Lang the longest. They were all from Earth, so Han Lang would have to listen to Clark's words, right?
.....
In the space where Yunsan and his people lived.
It had been less than three days since Han Lang said goodbye to them, and this paradise-like green garden was already on guard against a formidable enemy.
The warriors led by Yunsan lined up in a few loose rows. As a magical intelligent being that Han Lang did not know about, Hong and his wife, Jean, were also in the formation. However, there was no sign of Xiao Bao. No one knew where the well-behaved elf had gone or if he was hiding out of fear.
As a tribe in the Cursed Triangle, Yunsan and his people were weak. At most, there were no more than a thousand warriors, and that was all they had.
Although they were all called warriors, from the perspective of a pure warrior like Han Lang, they were more like armed farmers. Not only were they poorly equipped, but they had also not received any special training.
What was worse was that being a warrior was not something one could become just because they wanted to. One had to have a strong heart! One had to be ruthless and bloody enough!
Just look at what kind of people Han Lang and his people were. They would not even bat an eyelid when they killed a thousand or ten thousand people!
The stubborn Han Lang, the courageous Sima Hunfeng, and Lance, who would risk his life to complete the reconnaissance work, were all qualified to be warriors. Which one of them had not crawled out of a pile of dead people? Which one of them did not have their own special skills?
As for Yunsan's men, although they also had superpowers, they usually lived by protecting the flowers and plants. They were a group of vegetarians who could not even bear to trample on a blade of grass. Even if they wanted to be ruthless, how ruthless could they be?
Behind these less than a thousand warriors were their families, the old, the weak, the women, and the children. They all knelt under the big tree and prayed, hoping that the Goddess of Destiny would take pity on them.
Unfortunately, the Goddess of Destiny would not take pity on anyone. If a person wanted to live, he could only fight for it himself! Yunsan's people did not understand this logic.
Yunsan's face was pale, and so were the faces of the warriors. They were already in great danger. The warriors of the Ghost Mask Tribe were on their way. After destroying all the branches of the Tree God Tribe, they finally set their sights on this place.
Boom!
With a loud sound, the barrier was completely destroyed, and the masked warriors of the Ghost Mask Tribe walked in openly.
They were not nervous at all, and they did not even get into formation. To them, a tribe like the Tree God Tribe, which had no combat power at all, could not stop them at all. They only needed to come here, kill them, and leave. It was that simple.
This could not even be called a battle. It was just a massacre of defenseless civilians.
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