There was a bright moon in the sky, and the bustling Tooth Tribe became quiet again. Most of the people were asleep, and there were some people guarding the outer perimeter.
A group of people also stealthily hid nearby. They were all wearing black hoods and looked like ghosts, causing people to feel a bit afraid.
After looking around and confirming the situation, they started to carry out assassinations.
Black figures appeared in front of the guards, and the daggers in their hands slit the guards' necks. The guards didn't even have time to make a sound before dying. After dealing with the guards, black figures continuously appeared and quickly entered the tents.
Looking at the people sleeping soundly, the black figures did not show any mercy and cut open their throats, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young.
Blood continuously flew everywhere, and some of it even sprayed onto the tents. The stench of blood spread out, and some people felt that something was off. The Tribe had become too quiet, and there was a dense stench of blood, so they rushed out of their tents.
What they saw were people wearing black hoods, and the daggers and hidden blades in their hands were covered in blood. The tents were deathly silent, and there was blood flowing out of them. There was no need to say what had happened.
Those people looked on in terror, not understanding what had happened. Just as they were about to cry out, black figures flew towards them, and before they could cry out, they were already dead.
When the ugly man saw someone sneaking into his tent, he suddenly woke up. He punched the man and sent him flying. Then, he rushed out with his axe.
Seeing this scene, he felt quite startled and did not understand what had happened.
At that moment, hooded people surrounded the ugly big man. About 80% of the Tribe's people had died, and the remaining 20% would not be able to live for long. The rest of the people were killing them.
"Who are you?"
The ugly big man furiously roared as he looked at those people.
A beautiful and charming woman walked out and lightly laughed as she said, "You don't need to know who we are. You dared to kill our people and infuriated our Majesty. We will now exterminate your entire family."
The ugly big man immediately understood what this meant, and his heart sank. Those Disaster Sealing Masters were from this faction.
However, this faction was simply too terrifying; they had casually killed so many people. Their Tribe could not resist at all, and the fiendish big man understood that he was not a match for them, so he immediately ran.
However, in the end, he was unable to run and was captured by a few people.
The ugly big man would not let him die so easily.
The ugly big man spread out his arms and legs, and four thick iron nails pierced through his palms and ankles, nailing him to a pillar.
The ugly big man looked incredibly pained as he struggled and loudly cursed at the people around him.
One of the men sneered and stepped forward, pinching the ugly man's mouth. He used a pair of pliers to pull out the ugly man's tongue and pulled it out of his mouth. He then used a small knife to cut off the tongue, causing blood to flow out.
The ugly man could no longer speak, and he let out muffled sounds of pain. No one paid attention to him, and the man started to peel off the man's skin bit by bit, revealing his blood-red muscles.
That person was neither too fast nor too slow, and after peeling off the ugly big man's skin, a skinless muscular person appeared. The ugly big man continuously howled in pain.
The people around him ignored him, causing him to continuously suffer until he died.
The next day, people passed by and looked at the corpses on the ground, as well as the big man's corpse nailed to the pillar. They could not help but feel terror; just who could do such a thing and be so cruel as to slaughter an entire Tribe?
At the same time, people with cold gazes and sharp swords at their waists, giving off sharp sword qi, appeared near a City.
This City was called Ying Province City, and it was quite powerful. It had 200,000 or so people and 40,000 or so soldiers.
The cold-looking young man was the Young City Lord of this place, and he was currently studying the Disaster Spear. Now, he understood why. Those people had Disaster Energy within their bodies, which was why they could unleash its full power.
It was a pity that they had not obtained much information. If they could find out how to create this spear and how to obtain the Disaster attribute, that would be incredibly important to them, and it might allow their faction to rise.
After all, there were natural disasters everywhere, and only with the ability to deal with natural disasters would they be able to easily subdue factions and commoners, increasing their reputation and allowing them to continue to grow stronger.
However, that person was already dead, and they did not know if they would be able to capture anyone else to obtain any useful information. If they could capture another person, they would not be able to let him die so easily.
An elderly man next to him, who was the old City Lord, sighed and said, "I wonder what faction these people came from? I feel that they're quite extraordinary; I hope that we didn't offend any terrifying factions this time! "
The cold-looking young man gave a trace of confidence as he lightly laughed and said, "Father, don't worry. We're the strongest faction here, and no one dares to do anything to us.
"Also, father, I'll let you see how Ying Province City develops under my leadership. Even though it's not very likely for us to establish a Kingdom, it's still possible for us to become a Feudal Lord."
The elderly man forced out a smile, but he still felt quite worried. He had seen many things, and even though his City was quite powerful here, it was nothing in front of those powerful factions.
Suddenly!
Chaotic cries sounded out from outside, and a guard hurriedly rushed in and said in panic, "Old City Lord! A large number of swordsmen have come out of the City and are slaughtering our City. "
Hearing this, the elderly man and cold-looking young man hurriedly rushed out.
They saw swordsmen holding sharp swords and expressionlessly swinging their swords as they slaughtered people.
Some charged into houses and swung their swords, killing the people within, causing cries to sound out. Following this, everything calmed down, and the swordsmen coldly walked out with blood-stained swords.
Some chased after the commoners, causing them to look terrified as they ran. The swordsmen leisurely followed behind and swung their swords, sending out sword lights that killed a commoner.
The commoners tried to resist, but with their strength, they were completely useless in front of the swordsmen and were instantly killed.
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