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Chapter 20 The messenger of the witch god

The night was already deep, and the howlings of various beasts came from time to time around the wasteland, and the cries of night owls were mixed from time to time, which made the night of the wasteland a little more terrifying and desolate.

Most of the people in the Heishui Tribe Camp outside Chang'an City have already fallen asleep. The hasty traveling in the past few days has made them tired enough.

Snoring in the camp was heard one after another, and even the sound of insects in the grass around them was suppressed.

However, on a temporary observation wooden platform in the middle of the camp that was slightly higher than the camp fence, there were three figures standing in the darkness, with their eyes always looking northeast.

There is the direction of Chang'an City. At this moment, it looks brightly lit. Under the lights of the fire, the outlines of the four walls look clear.

"Abu, Anu, are they really as powerful as you said?" A figure standing in the middle suddenly spoke, his voice old, but with a hint of majesty.

"Dear Chief, we dare not deceive you in any way. That tribe, no, according to their words, this place is called Chang'an City. The chief of Chang'an City is so terrible. All of us are as unresisting as hares in the jungle in front of him, and we cannot even escape." A young man standing behind him said, with a three-point horror in his voice.

"Yes, Lord Chief, his arrows can hit us three hundred steps away, and we have nowhere to escape. The long blade in his hand was sharp like the claws of Lord Alpha, and Gesang's head was cut off by him. The armor he wore was stronger than the armor of the man we killed in the jungle. Moreover, when we went to see him during the day, he told us that he had thousands of warriors wearing strong armor and sharp weapons like him who were fighting outside. If we did not surrender to him, he would take his warriors to kill all of us."

Another young man said, with a tone of horror in his tone.

"But you said that when they intercepted you, many people still used wooden spears. Is this also a symbol of power?" The chief's voice was old, but he was still calm.

"Sir, this is true. I guess it's because their real warriors were not around at that time, and those people were just civilians left behind. But even so, we were still defeated by them and had no power to fight back." The young man named Abu was a little depressed.

"With that adult's might, even if he is alone, we are not his opponent. Chief, are you trying to take us to resist? If that's the case, it's really crazy."

Anu screamed in a low voice.

The old chief turned his head to look at the two young people behind him. They were all famous warriors in the tribe and could even fight with wild wolves alone.

But now they have become a sheep without fighting spirit after experiencing a failure.

In the darkness, although the chief's expression could not be seen clearly, the two young men lowered their heads in shame.

The old chief sighed and said, "I know this failure has hit you a big blow. I can't blame you. After all, you have done a good job. You don't have to worry about my impulsive decisions. If that happens, I wouldn't bring my tribesmen here. I just worry, whether that person, the man who is stronger than the witch god in your eyes, can truly protect us. We escaped here to avoid the enemies outside the mountains and forests. If that person, like those outside, wants to enslave us and treat us as lowly slaves, then our Black Water Tribe will have reached the real end."

"Chief, there is also this place." Anu suddenly started shouting.

It turned out that a long fire dragon appeared in the northwest, winding towards Chang'an City.
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