Upon hearing the pessimistic speculation of the gathering place's chief scientific officer, Adjutant Lacey became silent for a moment before saying, "Doctor, I admit that the few creatures in the movie are indeed more destructive than any of the supernatural realm's creatures that we've encountered before. However, if we say that they can definitely defeat our destroyers …"
Camil wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said dryly, "Adjutant Lacey, we're not facing an island but an entire world!"
This sentence immediately made Lacey fall into silence again.
When the chief scientific officer of the Shrimp B1 Island's human gathering place shattered all the fluke hope in the heart of the garrison adjutant, Zhang Lisheng was sitting on the heads of two huge spiritual monsters that had their hair entangled with each other with a pale face. His naked body was covered with whip marks and densely packed tiny blood spots, with a frown on his face as he stared solemnly in front of him.
In front of him was a bonfire that was so huge that it was unimaginable to ordinary people. Next to the bonfire, the oldest aborigine, the only survivor among the Tudenan survivors, was commanding dozens of obedient indigenous women and children with excitement and surprise on his face. From a huge pit full of blood, he carefully pulled out a stone pillar that was two to three meters long and erected it behind Zhang Lisheng.
After that, he dragged a crimson vine whip and randomly whipped a few hundred of the tens of thousands of pale-faced aborigines standing around the bonfire before shouting loudly, "Hurry up and push Luami's totem pole into the pit! Otherwise, all of you will be the first batch of sacrifices for the Luami Blood Pool!"
Tens of thousands of Luami tribesmen faced the humiliation and whipping of the remaining Tudenan tribesman but none of them resisted at all. In the silence, more than ten people walked out of the hundreds of people who were whipped by the vine whip and strode to the side of the kang. Kneeling on the ground, they began to pray in a low voice.
Upon seeing this, the Tudenan tribesman, who appeared to be brutal and ferocious just now, immediately put down the vine whip in his hand with a solemn expression and quickly walked up to the kang. Looking at the aborigines kneeling on the ground, he said, "Respected warriors, the bloodline of the Hellfire people is interlinked …"
An ugly Luami native with protruding teeth who was kneeling on the ground howled loudly, "Tudenan tribesman, when your little tribe was conquered, you even sacrificed so many warriors as a branch of a camphor tree, let alone our Luami people!
Stop talking! Come on! Chop off my head and let the fresh blood flowing out of my neck become the foundation of the Luami Blood Pool! "Swallowing the Tudenan man's words back into his stomach.
Without any expression, the Tudenan tribesman no longer said anything. Grabbing the howling Luami tribesman's hair with one hand, he pulled out a machete from his waist with the other hand and brandished it, directly chopping off his head.
In an instant, blood gushed out of the Luami tribesman's neck like a fountain and flowed into the kang bed. Then, the Tudenan tribesman grabbed the hair of the second Luami tribesman who was kneeling beside the huge kang bed.
Very soon, more than ten Luami tribesmen who took the initiative to walk out were beheaded. Looking at the more than ten headless corpses lying on the edge of the pit, even though the Tudenan tribesman was so tired that he was panting, he still had a satisfied smile on his face after taking revenge with his own hands.
"Go! Push Luami's totem pole into the blood pool!" He walked to the edge of the crowd and picked up his vine whip again before shouting.
This time, there was no longer anyone who shirked the responsibility or took the initiative to sacrifice themselves. The hundreds of Luami tribesmen who were whipped by the vine whip staggered and walked to a fallen totem pole that was more than ten meters long and more than one meter in diameter. It had a jungle and ocean as the background with many lifelike spiritual monsters and giant beasts carved on it.
They rolled it with all their might and pushed it into the pit that was already filled with mud mixed with blood at the bottom.
After doing all of this, these people took the initiative to walk in front of the Tudenan's totem pole and kneeled down to pray. When they stood up again, the Tudenan tribesmen who were originally cold and cruel to them actually hugged them gently. "We have the same bloodline and today, we belong to the same tribe, Tudenan."
"We have the same bloodline and today, we belong to the same tribe, Tudenan." Upon hearing this, the aborigines who were still Luami tribesmen but had now become a member of the Tudenan tribe also announced in unison solemnly.
After that, these people began to bring their Luami compatriots who had died not long ago to the Tudenan's totem pole to kneel and pray before joining the tribe. Occasionally, there would be some who were stubborn and were willing to die for the Luami tribe. They would also put on a respectful expression and mercilessly cut off their heads by the pit.
Just like this, the Tudenan tribe rapidly grew stronger by digesting Luami. Zhang Lisheng, who caused this reversal of the situation, was still sitting on the heads of the two dead guardians of the Luami tribe. Looking at the raging fire in front of him, he fell into deep contemplation without saying a word.
A few hours ago, after he learned from the Tudenan survivors that Luami was just a small tribe composed of more than 10,000 supernatural realm's indigenous midgets, he commanded the wizard gu to fly directly to the Tudenan Valley without any fear at all and attacked this tribe by force.
In the young man's imagination, before he had transformed and before his wizard gu had transformed, he had already commanded Crocodragon to expand its body using the 'connect' spell on the Elizabeth Holiday and killed thousands of elite aborigines in just over ten seconds.
With his current strength, even if Luami had the protection of two guardians whose strength was unknown, it should not be too dangerous for him to attack such a supernatural realm's indigenous tribe of less than 20,000 people and obtain some negative emotions to enhance his wizard power before casually helping the Tudenan tribesmen to take back their own totem pole.
However, to his surprise, the reality after the battle was completely different from what Zhang Lisheng had imagined. Just like how the heavy-armored cavalry could easily defeat the light infantry's battle formation in just one sprint on the plains, the battle situation would be completely opposite in the swamp. Fighting with the Hellfire tribesmen who were enhanced by the forest spiritual monsters' sorcery in the jungle was as terrible as a nightmare.
Even though the aborigines' javelins were as small as toothpicks compared to Zhang Lisheng's huge body that could expand to a height of more than nine meters, the javelins of the aborigines were as small as toothpicks.
However, when those javelins that were enchanted with the corrosive sorcery pierced his body by hundreds and thousands, the cyclone he sprayed from his mouth could only kill three to five indigenous midgets who were nimbly dodging in the jungle at once.
Not only that, the two forest spiritual monsters who acted as the guardians of the Luami tribe did not forget to command the trees and vines to whip and attack him even when they were fighting with the wyrmdragon that had its body expanded. Only then did Zhang Lisheng finally understand the meaning of the idiom 'suffering beyond words'.
In fact, if it was not for the fact that the Island Dragon launched a fatal sneak attack with its omniscient power, perhaps it would have been his head that would have been sitting on the ground instead.
The various accidents and dangers that occurred when he attacked Luami made Zhang Lisheng secretly alert to his arrogance after his transformation. If it was a rainy night, the wyrmdragon could attack Luami when it could exert its greatest combat power in the jungle, or he could directly command the Island Dragon to sneak attack and kill the forest spiritual monsters protecting the tribe.
Or he could order Island Dragon to launch a sneak attack and kill the forest spiritual monster that protected the tribe. It might be much easier to win.
"Great Guardian, all of the captured Luami tribesmen have already surrendered to Tudenan!
Now, as long as you throw the Luami's book of history into the 'blood pool' soaking the totem pole, the inheritance of this tribe will be severed! "Suddenly, a humble voice interrupted his contemplation.
"Luami's book of history …" The young man snapped back to reality and muttered to himself. He picked up a thick bark book from the ground beside the spiritual monster's head.
After killing the two forest spiritual monsters, Zhang Lisheng obtained this ancient book from them and destroyed the Luami's totem pole to vent his anger. The Luami tribesmen who did not surrender even after thousands of warriors had died in the battle instantly disintegrated their will to resist and willingly became captives. Only a few of them managed to escape.
Zhang Lisheng did not understand why the Luami tribesmen would do this. This was the iron law that had been formed since ancient times among all the Hellfire tribesmen who lived in the harsh jungle of the island.
When they encountered an enemy, they would fight desperately and never escape or retreat no matter how heavy the sacrifice was. This allowed this savage tribe to always maintain their courage and belligerence.
When there was a war between tribes, when a tribe's most cherished book of history was taken away and the totem pole was toppled, they would surrender to the invincible enemy. This would ensure that the Hellfire tribesmen would not suffer too much loss due to stupid internal friction. It was these two points that ensured the Hellfire tribesmen to be brave and prosperous for thousands of years.
After flipping through the Luami's book of history, the young man stood up from the head of the forest spiritual monster and looked around. To his surprise, there were less than 1,000 indigenous midgets around the fire that could provide him with a massive amount of negative emotions. Right now, there were only less than 1,000 people who had a faint hatred towards him.
"Tugra, they're all Tudenan tribesmen now?" He pondered for a while and asked in a whisper.
"Yes, Great Guardian! They're all Tudenan tribesmen now!" The only middle-aged native among the Tudenan survivors who was still alive replied in a tone as though it was a matter of course.
Zhang Lisheng curled his lips and did not say anything more. He strode to the pit that was piled up with hundreds of headless corpses and directly threw the bark book in his hand into it.
When the Luami's book of history fell into the blood pool soaking the tribal totem pole, most of the aborigines who had just surrendered to the Tudenan tribe could not help but have a sorrowful look on their faces.
When the bark book let out a shrill scream that sounded like a human being being tortured in the pit and emitted thick black smoke that shrouded the Luami's totem pole, turning it into nothingness together with it, some of them even trembled and collapsed onto the ground.
Very soon, the Luami's book of history in the pit disappeared completely, leaving only a section of the totem pole that was more than five meters long.
At this moment, the Tudenan's book of history that Zhang Lisheng placed beside the head of the forest spiritual monster suddenly emitted a dazzling light and a rumbling drumming sound.
In the dazzling brilliance, it was as though a pair of invisible giant hands had grabbed the remaining section of the Luami's totem pole from the mud pit and placed it on the top of the Tudenan's short totem pole.
After that, the invisible giant hands re-molded the totem pole into a slender shape of nearly ten meters and re-embossed many lifelike patterns on its surface.
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