Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the black flames engulfed the chief of the Divine Wood Tribe. But just like what the black flames had shown in the past, it did not harm the flesh and blood of the human body. Everyone could also see that the chief's body did not suffer any obvious injuries. His flesh and skin were almost completely unharmed in the black flames, as if nothing had happened.
However, even though the patriarch of the Divine Wood Tribe was unscathed in the black flames, he seemed to have suffered the most terrifying pain in the world. He howled, roared, and cried, throwing the toughness of blood that all barbarians valued the most to the back of his mind. It was as if the pain he was suffering had completely destroyed his will.
In the end, he could not even stand. He fell to the ground, rolling and struggling in pain. In his despair, he even began to beg the terrifying black-robed priest for mercy.
However, Lu Chen just stood there, silent and motionless. The black robe covered his figure, and the bone mask covered his face. Everyone could only see his deep, dark eyes and the burning black flames.
Just like that, under everyone's shocked and incredulous gazes, the Divine Wood Patriarch slowly died under the condition that his flesh, skin, and clothes weren't burned.
His body was extremely twisted, and there were many wounds on his body. But everyone could clearly see that those wounds had been caused by the chief's own clawing. Just what kind of terrifying pain could make a barbarian fall into such a state of despair?
When the final howls gradually faded, the air was filled with a frozen coldness. Almost everyone's eyes were filled with fear, including the warriors of the Black Fire Tribe standing at the side.
No one would question the identity of the black-robed priest anymore. This terrifying, cruel, vicious, suffocating, and mysterious method was the most revered witchcraft in the southern wilderness for thousands of years.
When the black flames dissipated, Lu Chen's eyes behind the bone mask once again looked at the twisted corpse on the ground. His pupils seemed to contract slightly, as if he had recalled the painful memories that had haunted him for many years.
…
"Next."
A cold and calm voice came from behind the bone mask, echoing in the camp.
Two warriors of the Black Fire Tribe rushed forward and dragged out a barbarian man from the Divine Wood Tribe, throwing him in front of Lu Chen.
When the barbarian raised his head, he felt a shadow looming over him. The black-robed priest appeared not too far away from him. It was as if the priest had blocked all the light, making the barbarian feel as if the entire world was dark.
A hoarse voice came out of the barbarian's mouth. No one could understand what he was saying, or perhaps he didn't say anything at all. However, before he could take another step forward, Lu Chen suddenly said, "Wait."
Then, he turned around and looked at the corpse. He pointed at the woman and child that had been claimed by the dead chief of the Divine Wood Tribe and said coldly, "Take these people to the side and distribute them to the warriors of the tribe when we get back."
The barbarian warriors of the Black Fire Tribe immediately burst into laughter, while the people of the Divine Wood Tribe were filled with grief and despair.
But this did not change anything. Amidst the cries of the women, they were brought to the other side.
Then, Lu Chen turned around and looked at the barbarian and said, "It's your turn. Go and identify them."
The barbarian's body trembled, as if he could no longer move.
Lu Chen said indifferently, "If you recognize them, there's still hope to save them. If you don't, they will definitely be taken away."
The barbarian's face was ashen, as if he had lost all his life. But in the end, he still went to the group of women and claimed a woman and a child that was still in swaddling clothes.
The child seemed to have been born not long ago. It was a small ball wrapped in a piece of animal skin. It was held in the arms of the woman who was also trembling and crying.
For some reason, when Lu Chen saw the crying tears of the barbarian woman and the child, his heart suddenly palpitated. For a moment, he could clearly feel that somewhere in the depths of his heart seemed to soften.
After a moment, he turned around and looked at the barbarian man. "It's your turn to choose. There are two paths, which one will you choose?"
The man's gaze stayed on his wife and child. His face was full of pain and struggle. Anyone could see the hesitation on his face, but he did not really give up. Instead, a trace of determination gradually appeared on his face, as if he was about to make a decision.
But at this time, Lu Chen suddenly said, "You should know that no matter what, after today, there will no longer be a Divine Wood Tribe in this world."
The barbarian man's body trembled, and the other Divine Wood Tribe members in the distance were also in an uproar.
Lu Chen did not care about this at all. He just said indifferently, "Those who are willing to surrender, swear to join the Black Fire Tribe and protect your family and children. Those who are not willing to surrender, I will kill them. Without the Divine Wood Tribe, why do you still worship the gods and ancestors? Or are you willing to watch your wife give birth to someone else's child and become a slave for your own child? "
As he said this, he pointed at the relatives and children of the Divine Wood Tribe's chief.
The barbarian man's expression was extremely ugly. The determination on his face disappeared, and his expression changed rapidly. He looked as if he was about to collapse. Suddenly, as if in despair, he roared and shouted at Lu Chen, "Even if I surrender, how can you guarantee that the people of the Black Fire Tribe won't come to steal my women?"
Lu Chen took a step forward and pointed to the sky without hesitation. He said in a clear voice, "I swear to the Fire God worshiped by the Black Fire Tribe and to the ancestors that as long as you swear to be loyal to me and join the Black Fire Tribe, I will treat you equally. If there is any conflict, I will deal with it fairly. If not, let the heavens send down divine punishment and destroy the Black Fire Tribe. "
This oath was said resolutely and without hesitation. The content of this oath was the most important among the barbarian tribes of the Wilderness. It could be said to be impeccable. With Lu Chen's words, the expressions of many people of the Divine Wood Tribe changed subtly.
But on the other side, on the side of the warriors of the Black Fire Tribe, Huo Yan's facial muscles twitched slightly. He stared at the black-robed priest and seemed to grit his teeth.
…
Struggle and hesitation were rare emotions for a barbarian, especially when it involved such a major matter that could overturn the previous half of their lives. Most people would be at a loss. But on this day, when the barbarian man was the first to cry and say that he was willing to surrender to his wife and children, full of shame and despair, the whole camp of the Divine Wood Tribe was filled with a cold and dead atmosphere.
Even the warriors of the Black Fire Tribe had a very ugly expression on their faces.
In this wasteland, no one had ever heard of anyone forcing a barbarian to betray his ancestors and beliefs. That kind of pain and despair could be felt by every barbarian, whether it was the barbarians from the Divine Wood tribe or the barbarians from the Black Fire tribe.
Their gazes were either filled with hatred, fear, or reverence as they stared at the black-robed priest. The white bone mask made the man look so terrifying and strange.
What happened next became numb and cruel. They had to choose between two paths. There was no other possibility, and the price was the barbarians' lives and the fate of their families.
The Southern Wilderness had been a harsh place for survival for a long time. But on this day, the Barbarians in the camp, whether they were from the Divine Wood tribe or the Black Fire tribe, seemed to have come to a new understanding of this fact.
Some people surrendered in despair for their own lives and the fate of their families. They abandoned their ancestors, turned their backs on their gods, and swore an oath to join the Black Fire Tribe. There were also some Divine Wood Barbarians who were unyielding and would rather die than surrender. What awaited them was the purgatory of the Black Fire Tribe, and the scene of their women and children being carved up as slaves in front of everyone …
Scene after scene, cold, cruel, and suffocating, played out until the end.
In the evening of that day, the warriors of the Black Fire Tribe left with a large group of people and set foot on the road back to the city.
Many people in the crowd carried big and small bags on their backs, their faces filled with sorrow and pain. Behind them, a fire slowly rose to the sky.
The once prosperous Divine Wood Tribe camp was engulfed in flames, and the name of the Divine Wood Tribe, after this night, forever disappeared in the night of the Southern Wilderness.
In front of the night, there were stars, dark clouds, and even more, deep and boundless darkness, shrouding the vast land of the Wilderness.
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