Although the people from the Gray Mane and the Littooth Tribe discovered the elites of all races led by Abel and sent some troops to attack them, under Abel's insistence, no one had any contact with the believers of these wild gods.

Although the Goron tribe had always wanted to launch a counterattack against the Gray Maned Tribe and had a strong desire to fight, they still chose to retreat under the strict orders of Abel and after seeing the terrifying appearance of the Gray Maned Tribe and the Littooth Tribe.

In addition to the Litto tribe, which is already rotten and makes people feel like they don’t have the desire to fight at first sight, the mutation of the Gray Maned tribe is even more conspicuous than the Litto tribe.

At this time, the mutation of the gray-maned tribe had gradually deepened. It was originally just some tentacles that could still be covered, but now they all grew tentacles that were terrifying and disgusting. The growth of these tentacles was not regular and had no fixed position. They seemed to emerge wherever they felt they were suitable.

Looking at these faces, bodies, and even indescribable parts, all kinds of strange-shaped tentacles grew, which really made the coalition forces led by Abel have no intention of fighting.

For the elites of these tribes, they would rather fight to the death with orcs or cyclops than have close contact with these guys full of tentacles or rotten bodies. This is really a psychological shadow.

It’s not that they are not brave enough, but that after the fall, the Gray Maned Tribe and the Sharp-Tooth Tribe were influenced by the power of the Waste God, the appearance they showed was really what ordinary humans who usually only fought with wild beasts and had armed conflicts when they had friction with other tribes. What they could really call the battle in their lives was something that ordinary humans who had ended the war with orcs that had ended.

No one would want to fight against the enemy, and suddenly a few tentacles will be thrown out from the face, arms, or even the buttocks and thighs, and attack you; or a guy with rotten flesh and thick sores will be filled with mucus during the battle.

These human warriors can accept that they are killed by weapons, bitten by wild animals, or even killed by magic, but they are bitten by tentacles or strangled to death, or rotten all over, which is really beyond their psychological endurance.

To be honest, even Eber himself felt a little numb when facing the believers of the God of Desolation who were like those who were indescribable. The Apostles of the God of Desolation I had seen in the orcs before were enough to challenge his ability to bear it. At this time, facing hundreds of believers of the God of Desolation who were also even more disgusting, even if there is no threat of plague, it still requires a great psychological tolerance to fight against them.

Therefore, when Abel chose to retreat temporarily instead of starting a war with these believers of the Desolate God, all the soldiers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After avoiding the battle with the Goron Tribe and the Lichie Tribe, the troops led by Abel were finally stationed.

"Hisser Aber, are we waiting now? The soldiers of Gruer are eager to use blood to wash away the shame of the devil's blasphemy!" Sitting in the tent that was raised, Dun asked first in a hoarse voice. The Goron tribe came for revenge, but the situation in which they could not fight in front of them accumulated too much anger. Although they knew that the situation in front of them was not something that could be solved by reckless action, Dun still urgently hoped to do something.

"I understand your urgent mood, the patriarch Dun, but the situation of these depraved people in front of him is not clear, and starting a war rashly is not a suitable choice." Before Abel's answer, the Prophet Black Feather beside him spoke before him. With her prestige in the human tribe, even if Dun is eager to fight, he still wants to give her some face.

After the Black Feather Prophet finished speaking, Abel also spoke and comforted Dun: "I care very much about the depravity of the Litto Tribe. They may have a fatal epidemic. We really cannot attack rashly until the situation is confirmed. But don't worry, my senior sister is in the coalition camp, and that ice wall is her work. Today we are approaching the coalition camp, and they have also seen us. I think they should find a way to contact us soon."

"Since that's the case, let's wait for a while." Seeing that Eber had made such a promise, Dun stopped when he saw that he was ready and agreed to continue waiting.

After appeaseing the Goron tribe, Abel discussed other things with Geralt and the Black Feather Prophet. While they were discussing, the patriarch of the Feiling Tribe finally arrived at their camp.

"His Excellency Abel! Prophet Black Feather!" The leader of the Feiling Tribe jumped off his giant eagle and rushed into the big tent. Seeing Abel and Prophet Black Feather, he hurriedly bowed to them.

"Captain Beryan? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in the coalition camp? Did something happen to the coalition?" The Prophet Black Feather frowned when he saw the leader of the Feiling Tribe. Even the prophet, without divination, could not do the prophet of the unknown.

"Although some accidents occurred on the coalition, there was no major problem with the help of Lord Jenna. I want to remind you not to attack rashly. The people of the Litchi tribe have a terrible plague. It was because of this that Lord Jenna iced the entire coalition camp and blocked all external invasions." The leader of the Feiling Tribe explained quickly, and while speaking, he also looked at Eber.

"Plague? What's going on? How did Senior Sister deal with it?" When Abel heard the word plague, his face became serious. The believers of the Waste God were related to the plague, which means that it was definitely not an ordinary plague.

Faced with Abel's inquiry, the patriarch of the Feiling Tribe hurriedly answered his question: "We were attacked by the Litto Tribe before. Lord Jenna found a plague on the bodies left by the Litto Tribe. After frozen all the bodies and isolated the wounded, Lord Jenna surrounded the coalition camp with an ice wall, and she herself returned to Lord Ebel's magic workshop, saying that it was necessary to prepare the plague to treat the plague."

"Is that so? Since my senior sister said to prepare the potion, there should be no problem." Abel nodded. At this time, the other people in the tent were full of gratitude. The plague was still a topic of fear for the human tribe. It avoided the possibility of infection with the plague in time, which was a blessing for everyone.
Chapter completed!