Once again, the Black Fire Tribe won a great victory.
They destroyed the Mountain Spirit tribe, looted almost all the houses of the tribe, and captured most of the women and children, as well as many strong men. Then, they brought all of them back to the camp of the Black Fire Tribe.
In this battle, although the Mountain Spirit tribe had made preparations beforehand, the Black Fire Tribe won even more easily than the battle with the Divine Wood Tribe. This was because they were much stronger than before. The number of Black Fire Tribe warriors who could enter the demonized state had increased to eighty. Together with the twenty Black Fire Guards of the Divine Wood Tribe, the demonized army of one hundred people swept away the resistance of the Mountain Spirit tribe in an instant.
Because the Thunder Lizard Tribe and the Ghostly Fox Tribe were still lurking nearby, Huo Yan and Lu Chen did not carry out the so-called "surrender" in the camp of the Mountain Spirit tribe. They brought all the captives back, but they could not escape the same fate. In the camp of the Black Fire Tribe, the same thing happened again.
And this time, the series of actions of forcing the captives to give up on their ancestral gods, destroying their beliefs, and threatening their families and lives to force them to surrender were not hidden from the eyes and ears of the people of the Black Fire Tribe.
On that day, when all the people of the Black Fire Tribe were still immersed in the joy of this great victory, they were shocked by the even more shrill screams and the shocking and cruel scene.
Apart from keeping the onlookers outside of a certain range, so as not to affect the terrible coercion ceremony inside, no one stopped them from watching, including the Divine Wood Tribe members.
After the Black Fire Guards participated in this great battle and obtained military merits, the Black Fire Tribe had already given up on monitoring the original group of Divine Wood Tribe captives, and no longer had any overt restrictions on them. It seemed that they were gradually fulfilling the promise of the black-robed priest to make them part of the Black Fire Tribe.
In fact, most of the people from the Divine Wood Clan were calmer than the people from the Black Fire Clan. Perhaps it was because they had experienced this once before. Although they had complicated expressions, they were indifferent when they looked at the painful choices between life and death, their lives and dignity, and the young and old of their families.
In contrast, many of the Black Fire Tribe members were truly frightened.
As the barbarians of the Wilderness, no one could imagine that they would be forced to give up the belief of the God and their ancestors. They would not give up even if they had to die. This was the belief of almost all barbarians.
But suddenly, when they witnessed that scene with their own eyes, they discovered that this belief was not necessarily as firm as a rock. There was still a black-robed demon in this world that could force barbarians to tear apart their most primitive hearts.
Most of the barbarians were hard-hearted and respected force, but they were not fearless. Since ancient times, they had always revered some things, such as the God, their ancestors, and ancient traditions. When all of this was suddenly broken in front of their eyes, even if it was not theirs for the time being, many of the barbarians could not accept it.
Therefore, the commotion came one after another. Many of the people from the Black Fire Tribe had ugly expressions on their faces. Some of them even showed expressions of anger. Their breathing became heavier, their eyes widened in anger, and their fangs crossed!
But from the beginning to the end, even though the tragic scene had never stopped, even though the emotions of anger had always been brewing, even though the barbarians usually looked so fierce and unyielding, no one stood up.
Everyone, in the end, just watched in silence.
They watched the tragic scene play out again and again. They watched those who were in pain being forced to betray their beliefs and ancestors, or directly die under the terrible Black Fire and suffer endless torment.
But no one stood up, not a single one.
Everyone, from the Black Fire Tribe to the Divine Wood Tribe, looked on coldly, and then gradually …
They seemed to have gotten used to it.
…
The story played out coldly and cruelly. Those who chose to die died in pain, while those who chose to live endured humiliation to survive. Then, they were swallowed up by a stronger life, and involuntarily integrated into it.
What happened to the Divine Wood Tribe began to repeat itself to the Mountain Spirit Tribe. When night fell, the living and the dead seemed to finally get their first chance to breathe.
Most of the people dispersed in silence. Everyone returned to their own residences and hid their hearts under the cover of darkness. No one knew how much hatred and curses were lingering in the sky above the Black Fire Tribe's camp that night, but it was likely that many people would not be able to sleep.
The black-robed priest's stone house was quiet and dark. Figures walked around from time to time outside the house. They were the Black Fire Guards who were in charge of guarding this place. For some reason, these people, who were originally unwilling and seemed to have been forced, actually became more loyal to the black-robed priest after this battle and seeing the fate of the Mountain Spirit Tribe.
People, even the barbarians, had complicated feelings, didn't they?
In the dead of night, the stone house was silent. It was as if everyone in the house had fallen asleep, including the black wolf, Ah-Tu. But at some point in time, a burst of muffled sobbing came from the dark corner of the room.
She seemed to be very sad, and she sounded very afraid and wronged. However, she was also afraid of the even more terrifying shadow in the room, so she tried her best to suppress her emotions. She even covered her mouth with her hands, and only intermittent choking sounds could be heard, like a weak little bird whimpering.
Of course, it was Ye who was crying.
She was unable to free herself from the pain and extreme fear. She curled up in the corner with all her might, but suddenly, her voice was cut off. Because at that moment, she suddenly saw an incomparably deep black shadow suddenly appear in front of her, and then all the faint light was blocked.
A slightly cold hand fell on her face. Ye was scared stiff and did not dare to move. She even forgot to make a sound. Her whole body kept trembling, and she stared blankly at the shadow in front of her.
A ray of light flashed, as if the shadow's eyes were glimmering in the darkness. Then, Ye heard that person's voice. It sounded very calm and gentle. "What's wrong?"
…
Ye did not answer. She only trembled.
Lu Chen waited for a long time. In this quiet night, he seemed to be unusually patient. Or maybe he was just too lonely and had nothing to do?
In the end, probably unable to bear the strong pressure of the black-robed priest, Ye finally burst into tears again.
As she cried, the barbarian girl felt a sense of extreme shame. As a barbarian, even a woman despised weakness. However, she still couldn't control her own pain and timidity. This, in turn, stimulated her sadness even more, so she cried even harder.
In that kind of almost self-abandonment, Ye suddenly raised her head and cried to Lu Chen, "You are not human!"
Lu Chen's hand paused for a moment, and then slowly withdrew. After a moment, he asked, "Oh, what do you mean?"
Ye froze in the midst of sobbing. She was probably surprised that she was not directly burned to death by the terrible black fire of the black-robed priest. But although Lu Chen looked very calm at the moment, after seeing this person's extremely terrible means during the day and the night of the genocide in the past, Ye began to fear him to death.
That night, the fear in her heart seemed to have sprouted once again. It was as if she had thrown caution to the wind. She wiped her tears while trembling and said, "You, why did you torture us like that? You forced us to betray our ancestors. You destroyed everything we had. You, you're not human …"
In the darkness, Lu Chen was silent, and then slowly sat on the ground beside Ye.
Some distance behind him, the huge stupid dog was still snoring away, as if there was nothing bothering it.
He did not speak. At this time, after venting out her emotions, Ye began to wake up, and suddenly was scared half to death again. She dared not say anything more, could only huddle her legs and curl up together, at most occasionally glancing at the silent and terrible shadow beside her.
After a while, Lu Chen suddenly laughed in a low voice, with a bit of sarcasm in his laughter.
Ye was still very afraid, but at this time, she could not help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"
Sitting in the darkness, Lu Chen said lightly, "There are so many barbarians in this camp, everyone claims how brave and strong they are, but in the end, the first and only one who dares to question me is only you, a seemingly weak maid."
Ye was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, but for a moment, she did not know what to say.
She only heard Lu Chen said again, "So, every one of these people looks fierce and brave, ambitious and loud, but when it comes to a real crisis, they are timid, even weaker than a weak woman."
He shook his head, his voice full of strong sarcasm, and said, "Such a race that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, people who are brave in internal strife, but cowardly on the inside, how can they plot again in the northern land?"
"I've truly been worried for nothing," the black-robed priest said indifferently. Then, he stood up and walked back. But when he returned to his own corner, he still turned back and said to Ye, "But, you are very good."
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