ch 100-18

At the moment when Meng Hao struck down the thunder, the priests of all the tribes on the Beast God Continent were inspired at the same time.

The Son of the Beast God had descended!

The Chuanze tribe.

The priest's face was pale. Under the chief's inquiry, he smiled bitterly and said, "The Son of the Beast God has descended in Wall. His whole body is snow-white and there is fire between his eyebrows. Who do you think he is? I have long said not to plot with the Bray tribe for Wall's females. It is tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock. Why are you not willing to believe me but listen to the priest's bewitchment? Now, the Beast God will definitely not forgive us. We are... finished. "

The chief of the Chuanze tribe said anxiously, "Lord Priest, what should we do now?"

The priest looked at him coldly and said, "To calm the Son of the Beast God's anger, we can only sincerely admit our mistakes and atone for our sins. The culprit must die! Chief, what do you think we should do now? "

The chief of the Chuanze tribe's face changed greatly. Facing the tribesmen who were looking at him with killing intent, his vertical pupils were full of coldness.

However, even if he wanted to resist, he could not defeat thousands of warriors in the tribe. In the end, he could only be like many ambitious Orcs who participated in this matter. His fangs were pulled out, imprisoned, and sent to the Wall tribe by the priest.

Whether it was to surrender or to any extent of sacrifice, the priest of the Chuanze tribe was willing to pay any price to protect the tribe.

The Bray tribe.

Seeing the priest spit out blood, the chief of the Bray tribe was shocked, "Lord Priest, what happened to you?"

The gloomy priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "The people who were sent to the Wall tribe... have they sent back any news?"

"Not yet, but Wall is doomed this time. As long as we grasp the right time, we will definitely be able to take their females and food for ourselves."

"They can't come back," the priest said faintly. "The white Orc of the Wall tribe is actually the Son of the Beast God. This time I have lost. Chief, Wall will not let us go. There are only two ways to go now. You and I, and all the males of the Bray tribe, commit suicide to appease the anger of the Son of the Beast God. This may save the females and cubs of the tribe... "

The shocked chief of the Bray tribe was silent for a long time before he asked, "What about the second way?"

"Go. From now on, there is no Bray tribe, only the Rhino tribe. "

"... Can we hide?"

"How would I know if I don't try?"

Chief Bu Lei didn't want to die, and neither did the males of the Bu Lei tribe. So even if there was only a slim chance of survival, he still didn't care about the bitter cold of the White Rose Season and insisted on leaving the tribe with the females and cubs that night.

Some people would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

*

Wall tribe.

Gou Liang followed the old priest to apply medicine and bandage the injured beastmen.

After this battle, the tribe suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, the suffocating despair had dissipated with the appearance of the Son of the Beast God. The surviving beastmen were sad and pained, but they were no longer afraid of the future.

Meng Hao had already become their pillar of support. It had already been three days since this pillar, along with Chief Lang Xiong and a few elites of the tribe, left the tribe to lay mines and punish the culprit.

"Wolf Dawn?"

The Old Priest called back his mind and asked him, "Are you tired? Go and rest first."

Gou Liang shook his head. Now was not the time to rest. The Old Priest smiled and said, "Don't worry. On this continent, no one can hurt Meng Hao. They will come back safely once they get the results they want. "

Gou Liang looked at Meng Hao and the others who were following the Bu Lei tribe through the system monitor and laughed.

At this time, Lang Fei came in and said, "Priest, the priest of the Chuanze tribe has come to ask for peace. He wants to invite you over."

The Old Priest had already learned from Meng Hao that the Chuanze tribe was also involved. He was full of disgust towards the Chuanze tribe, but since the Chuanze tribe dared to come to his door, he would not avoid them.

Yue Jing looked at the back of the Old Priest as he left. A little thought flashed through his eyes.

In his memory, the Chuanze tribe should not have participated in this battle. Otherwise, the Chuanze tribe would not have been able to wait until he gave birth. They should have been destroyed under the rage of the Son of the Beast God. However, the son of the patriarch of the Chuanze tribe, who had a contract with him, had become the partner of Bu Lei, so it was not too surprising that the Chuanze tribe was involved.

No matter what the end of the Chuanze tribe was, the orcs who had insulted him and the abominable patriarch of the Chuanze tribe would definitely not survive this time.

Thinking of this, Yue Jing felt relaxed and his movements became more agile.

The Wall tribe had many things to do. Fortunately, there was enough food, so it was only a matter of time before they recovered.

With the power of the Son of the Beast God, many tribes had already expressed goodwill to Wall. For example, Wall's neighbor, the priest of the Yunya tribe, brought many bird tribe orc warriors to help them rebuild their homes.

On the fifth day, Meng Hao and the others returned and brought back the news of the Bu Lei tribe's annihilation.

When Meng Hao and the others arrived, the Bu Lei tribe had already fallen into a battle with strange beasts outside the tribe. Meng Hao understood their intentions and stopped Meng Hui, Lang Xiong and the others who wanted to retaliate.

These sinful orcs had already embarked on the road of death. Letting them die now was a relief for them.

As Meng Hao expected, there was no need for them to do anything. The Bu Lei tribe had already destroyed themselves in just five days of fleeing.

They had overestimated their combat power. Not long after they left the tribe, they were targeted by strange beasts. The continuous battles made it difficult for them to move forward.

No matter how they prayed to the Beast God, the hungry strange beasts would not let go of the fat meat that was sent to their mouths.

The heavy snow could not cover the smell of blood. It attracted more strange beasts. After fighting again and again, they were lucky to escape, but they fell into the claws of the next group of strange beasts. Everything was like a nightmare, never ending.

The fear of the Son of the Beast God's revenge, the anxiety of being trapped in the snow, the fear of the strange beasts, and the pain of hunger and cold were torturing them all the time.

However, it was not only the strange beasts that were terrifying, but also the human heart.

The females and cubs that needed to be taken care of had undoubtedly become a burden. Those orcs who could no longer follow or were sick or injured, regardless of age, were abandoned by the Bu Lei tribe leader and the priest without hesitation.

"Don't abandon us, I beg you …"

"Don't abandon my child, he's still a cub, Lord Priest …"

"Tribe leader, my father was once a warrior of the tribe. He blocked the attacks of the strange beasts for the tribe several times. Please don't abandon him …"

However, the Bu Lei tribe leader and the priest only cared about running for their lives. The strange beasts chasing after them did not allow them to stop. These orcs who did not have long to live would only drag those who should not die down with them.

Not only were they unwilling to save these people, they also did not allow other orcs to save them.

Finally, amidst the sorrowful cries of a female, her partner rebelled and ignited an internal battle.

As expected, the first orc who protested and his female were quickly killed by the terrified priest.

However, if there was a first time, there would be a second time.

The continuous internal strife and the hungry strange beasts caused the army of fifty to sixty thousand orcs to be scattered. By the time they had bitterly held on to a small tribe, more than half of them had died. Only twenty to thirty thousand orcs were left.

Realizing that choosing to escape in the White Lunar Season was tantamount to suicide, Priest Bu Lei planned to seize this tribe to survive the winter before leaving.

The small tribe of the rabbit tribe could not resist the attack of the rhinoceros orcs at all. The priest came forward and expressed his willingness to help them until the end of the White Lunar Season. He only asked them not to hurt the orcs in the tribe.

Priest Bu Lei was afraid that they would inform the Wall tribe, so he naturally refused.

He ordered the attack, completely ignoring his tired tribesmen.

Even though the rabbit tribe orcs were docile and had limited fighting power, they would never give up their homeland.

The rabbit tribe priest directly prayed for the Beast God to punish the shameless rhinoceros orcs at the cost of his life. Priest Bu Lei's face was full of disdain. The source of his prayers was snow, and it could play its greatest role in the White Lunar Season. He did not care about these dying rabbits at all.

However, the irony was that he had already lost the power of his prayers!

The rabbit tribe priest saw the situation and chased after them. He sacrificed his life to bury these hateful rhinoceros orcs in the snow of the White Lunar Season.

"The Beast God has abandoned the rhinoceros tribe! The priest has been rejected by the Beast God! "

Such knowledge swept through people's hearts.

Chief Bu Lei was shocked and asked the priest what was going on. He still had the last hope that it was just an accident.

However, not everyone was as naive as him. The resistance that had been suppressed immediately took advantage of the chaos to kill the priest and the chief to avenge their loved ones, and then fled in all directions. But in the end, they could not escape the curse of the rabbit tribe priest. They were frozen and buried by the falling snow and paid a painful price for what they had done.

After listening to Lang Xiong's retelling, the old priest sighed.

Lang Xiong said, "The rabbit tribe has planned to surrender to Wall after the end of the White Lunar Season. After discussing with His Excellency Meng — the Son of God, we have decided to accept them."

The old priest nodded. "Wall also needs them to join."

Then he talked about the Chuanze tribe.

"Your Excellency Son of God, the Chuanze tribe also wants to surrender. According to their priest, most of the people in the Chuanze tribe did not know about the crazy actions of the chieftain. They have detained the insiders and participants in the tribe and are waiting for us to deal with them. I don't think he is lying. What do you think we should do? "

Although Meng Hao repeatedly emphasized that the old priest did not have to call him that, the old priest did not dare to offend him. Although he did not kowtow nine times, his words were still very respectful.

Meng Hao's eyes dimmed, and then he said, "Priest, chief, what do you think?"

The old priest and the chieftain looked at each other. The former said, "I think it's better not to accept them. The habits of the Chuanze Orcs are very different from ours, and they are cunning by nature. Robbing females has happened. If they join the tribe, there will be endless trouble."

Meng Hao nodded. He thought so too.

"The people they sent don't have to be sent back. Since they are so sincere in apologizing to the tribe, let them pay ten thousand stones of meat to the tribe in the next fifty White Lunar Seasons as an apology. "

Meng Hao did not discuss with the chieftain. He could feel their unnaturalness and nervousness when facing him, so he simply made a decision.

When Lang Xiong and the old priest left, Meng Hao sighed.

Gou Liang pinched his knotted eyebrows and teased him, "Why, are you not used to giving orders, or do you not like being worshipped?"

Meng Hao laughed and hugged him into his arms. He whispered, "I'm just not used to it. I also know that from that moment on, I am no longer their relative and tribesman … "

Meng Hao was very disappointed.

Although his situation in the tribe as a White Orc was not good before, both the old priest and the chieftain sincerely regarded him as a member of the tribe. His sense of belonging to the tribe was not fake. But since he became the Son of the Beast God, the tribesmen who used to admire or guard against him looked at him with only fear.

Not only did The Old Priest also return with twelve points of awe, even the silly Meng Hui, who said a few more words to him, was also taught many times by The Old Priest his "offensive behavior".

Meng Hao was not used to it and did not like it.

Fortunately, Gou Liang did not change.

Meng Hao kissed Gou Liang's hair and hugged him even tighter.

Gou Liang raised his head and kissed the space between his eyebrows, saying, "Didn't you always want to leave the tribe and be an unrestrained White Beastman? You will have to leave sooner or later, isn't it better now? At least, if we are tired one day and don't want to wander anymore, we can still come back. Here, we will always have our relatives and a place for us to stand. "

Meng Hao was moved and said softly, "I can't bear for you to suffer."

He could not bear for Gou Liang to wander with him. He could not bear for Gou Liang to leave his loved ones who loved him wholeheartedly. He could not bear for him to be sad.

Gou Liang smiled and scratched his head, saying, "I'm willing."

The knot between Meng Hao's brows dispersed and his ice blue eyes were dyed with a warm light.

*

"Brother Lang Xi, when can we eat?"

The little females and little Orcs surrounded Gou Liang and looked at him eagerly — the skewers in front of him and secretly swallowed their saliva.

After a Silver Moon season's rest, the Wall tribe finally walked out of the shadow of the disaster and revived the glory of the first tribe in Wobu.

It was now the end of the Grey Moon season and it was raining heavily outside. Meng Hao and Lang Xiong led the tribe's warriors to harvest the Grey Moon Vines. Some of the females who lost their partners in the battle with the Black-Armored Tyrannosaurus were not willing to look for Orcs again before the arrival of the White Moon season, so these people temporarily stayed with the priest with their cubs.

At this time, the adults were tanning their fur, while the cubs followed the old priest.

During this period of time, as long as Meng Hao was not in the tribe, the old priest would definitely bring Gou Liang to his side to "take care" of him very kindly.

At this time, the old priest was grinding medicinal powder while paying attention to the children around the fire.

The air was filled with the aroma of food. The old priest's nose twitched. This smell should be cooked.

Sure enough, under the expectant eyes of the children, Gou Liang brushed all kinds of fruit syrup on the skewers and put them in the animal pelvis. "Those who have eaten, stand back consciously. The older ones are not allowed to snatch from the younger ones. One skewer per person is not allowed to snatch from others."

Gou Liang said worriedly.

However, his advice was in vain. The females were too embarrassed to fight over the skewers, but the little Orcs fought fiercely for a piece of barbecued meat and cried loudly.

The old priest was happy at the side and did not stop them. Gou Liang was very tired from watching, so he simply took a skewer of barbecued meat and ate it at the side.

"Brother Lang Xi, are you not cooking anymore?"

Sang Mi glanced at the remaining skewers that had not been barbecued and heard Gou Liang say, "It's so noisy that my ears hurt. I won't cook for you anymore."

The surroundings were quiet, and then there was an unprecedented burst of crying.

Gou Liang wiped his mouth and left, leaving a mess for The Old Priest.

The Orcs brought back a full load of Grey Moon Vine before the rain stopped. Meng Hao did not come back, saying that he wanted to pick the Grey Moon Fruit.

The next day, the sky cleared and the red rose season arrived. Meng Hao really brought back a large bag of Grey Moon Fruit. Half of it was given to the tribe, and the rest was snacks for his beloved partner.

He let Gou Liang eat it like it was a treasure. The latter hated the Ashen Moon Vine Milk to the bone, but he didn't expect the Ashen Moon Vine Milk to be so delicious. All of the bitterness seemed to have disappeared the moment it bore fruit, leaving behind only sweetness. Gou Liang nodded while eating, and then he scooped a spoonful of it to feed Meng Hao. "Is it delicious?"

Meng Hao was not used to eating sweets, but he was happy to see Gou Liang like it. He nodded and said, "It's delicious."

Gou Liang said, "Then eat more?"

Meng Hao's smile did not change. He touched his head and said, "The Grey Moon Fruit is rare. It's good for your body. It's a waste to give it to me."

Gou Liang bit his spoon and looked at him with a smile. He reluctantly accepted this reason.

That night, the Red Moon rose from the horizon, and the red rose season officially arrived.

The time of departure also followed.

"Child, have you decided?"

The Old Priest looked at Meng Hao with some sadness. After he became the Son of the Beast God, he had a premonition that this day would come. Seeing Meng Hao nod, the Old Priest sighed and did not say anything more.

Ghar asked, "Will you come back?"

He did not dare to cry in front of the Son of the Beast God, and desperately endured.

Gou Liang smiled and said, "Father, of course we will come back. This is our home. Who doesn't go home?"

Ghar's heart felt a little better.

Meng Hui said, "Brother, don't worry about me. I will take good care of myself … Uh, find another female who can cook."

He scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

Meng Hao also smiled. His little brother had really grown up.

The next day, Meng Hao and Gou Liang left the tribe under everyone's gaze.

Yue Jing looked up until the white figure disappeared into the horizon. Ah Zan said carefully, "Yue Jing, let's go home?"

Yue Jing turned around and saw his cautious appearance. He smiled at him and held his hand, "Tomorrow we will be going hunting with the tribe leader. You have to be careful. If you can … try to see if there are any red grapes."

Ah Zan was stunned for a moment. Then, he was wild with joy.