Three days have passed, and today, it is the inauguration ceremony of the new chief of the Wolftooth tribe, and the chief of the big chief and the chiefs of various tribes are invited to watch the ceremony.

This kind of thing is unprecedented, not that there is none, but things like this are all organized by the Great Chief Tribe, and this kind of self-organization of a tribe has not happened.

Even if it is the succession of the big chieftain tribe or the appointment of a relatively fierce tribal chief, it is a form of inviting a few well-connected tribal chiefs to come over.

Everyone is so poor, who has time to talk about these useless things.

And they are all poor ghosts, no one is poorer than anyone else, everyone is half a catty, everyone is a chieftain is closed to their own pleasure and it's over, why do you fanfare, so things like the wolf tooth tribe to send invitations to all tribes to watch the ceremony are unprecedented.

If other tribes did this, they would definitely become a laughing stock.

But the Wolf Tooth Tribe is different, no one can deny that they have this qualification, and they are even more qualified than the Great Chief Tribe.

Robbing the Terran merchant group, the two Moon Bear tribes, went to the black soil hilly area to kill thousands of two-headed demons, knocked out Wyatt and the Wurm Knights under his command, and wiped out all the high-level leaders in the eastern diocese.

The prestige of the Wolf Tooth tribe is made, and the Great Wilderness is to believe in the respect of the strong, if the Wolf Tooth tribe is low-key, it will not be respected.

With a big fist, of course you have to beat people, if you don't beat people, do you practice ancestral skills at home?

The first to arrive today were none other than the chief of the Moon Bear Tribe, Savage Page, and the Blood Eagle Tribe's Pickman.

Both of them are the most loyal supporters of the Great Chief, and they have also seen the strength of the Wolf Tooth tribe with their own eyes, so they came the earliest, which can be regarded as giving the Wolf Tooth tribe enough face.

It's a pity that the Wolf Tooth Tribe doesn't appreciate it at all, these two chiefs are still outside the forest, and the patrol soldiers outside the Wolf Tooth Tribe searched for it, and the inauguration ceremony only began at noon.

Page and Pickman crouched on the ground, looking at the Sleepless Forest, daring to be angry.

came so early but ate a closed door, and according to Page's previous temper, he would have left a long time ago.

But he really couldn't leave, because the Wolf Tooth Tribe had just returned his war beast big fan Peppa.

The big bell who exchanged war beasts said that the big fat pig is fat and can eat, and the strength is still weak, and the wolf tooth tribe does not raise the waste of eating idle food.

Paige wants to cry without tears, his beloved war beast Pink Paige is the top five war beasts in the Great Wasteland, and as a result, it is basically in the same category as "waste" in the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

And Page can't argue with it yet, because that's what it is.

Big Bell's return of the war beast was instructed by Old George, because Chu Ci was studying how to make vermicelli in the past few days, and once he had studied it, he was ready to slaughter stewed vermicelli for Pink Page.

Old George is a real person, and Big Pink Peppa is also a war beast, if it is stewed, the old chief will not bear it.

And what bothered Page the most was that when he returned the war beast, as soon as the big fat pig saw him, his fat face was full of unhappiness, and he didn't leave for a long time, humming and chirping to go back to the wolf's tooth camp.

The reason can be seen at a glance, the big fat pig has gained weight several times, but you can imagine how good the food treatment of the wolf tooth tribe is, it is estimated that this thing does not want to go back to the Moon Bear tribe and continue to be hungry for three days and eight meals.

Compared with the bitter Page, Pickman, who is squatting on the ground, is happy.

Compared with Page, who doesn't like to use his brain, Pickman is much more sleek.

The strength of the Wolf Tooth Tribe was something he had seen with his own eyes, and although the human chief named Chu Ci was unreasonable, he did not give any less benefits.

In the battle with Wyatt, a large number of leather armor, carriages, iron tools that the wolftooth tribe looked down on, and dead war horses, etc., half of which were cheaper than their Blood Eagle tribe.

In addition, Douglas and Goode also went to their tribe and selected twelve barbarian children who said that they wanted to be apprentices, and Pickman took this love.

Because two of the children are his sons, and three are his brothers-in-law, and the remaining ones are almost all related to each other.

His own children will become warriors and elementalists in the future, can Pickman not give enough face?

In fact, the barbarian tribes are basically like this, there are few people, what is my sister marrying your father, your mother sticking to my uncle and other things are too normal, let alone a tribe, different tribes can climb up to the kinship.

Pickman still came today with a gift, an egg.

This egg is the egg just laid by the Pickman War Beast Blood Eagle.

The Blood Eagle is a very rare alien beast, although its combat effectiveness is not strong, but its sense of smell is extremely keen, and it can follow the smell of blood for hundreds of kilometers.

If anyone is stabbed, it is useless to run eighty kilometers first, they will definitely be chased by the blood eagle, and the nose is better than that of the two-blooded golden retriever.

There are also a few Blood Eagles in the Sleepless Forest, but they rarely land on the ground, so the Wolftooth Tribe has never caught them.

Page glanced at Pickman, who was holding an egg in his arms, and felt that there was no use in bringing a gift, and it was estimated that the Terran chief would cook and eat it even if he received it, and he might have cursed when he received it.

Page swore that he had never seen anyone more unqualified than Chu Ci.

He knew very well that the Moon Bear Tribe had it, the Wolf Tooth Tribe also had it, the Moon Bear Tribe didn't have it, the Wolf Tooth Tribe definitely had it, and no matter what he brought, the Wolf Tooth Chief would definitely not look down on it, and he would scold him if he didn't say it, since this was the case, it was better not to bring it.

As time passed, more and more chiefs arrived.

However, seeing that the two most powerful tribal chiefs in the wasteland were turned away, the others were embarrassed to walk in directly.

The bigwigs were always the last to arrive, and when the Great Chief Gustas arrived, it was exactly ten o'clock in the afternoon.

The other chiefs came alone, and they didn't bring a single warrior, because the invitation was very clear, and only the chieftain could come alone, and love could not come.

The reason why this is so is because Chu Ci is afraid that this group of poor ghosts will bring people to eat and drink.

The Great Chieftain is different, in addition to the close-fitting dog-legged Trumbusu, he also carries ten warriors and the Grand Wizard Wollaston.

Gustav was very thin, dressed in a coarse white robe, and his old face was full of vicissitudes, and his face was full of wrinkles, like the marks of time.

The corners of Grand Chief Gustav's mouth drew a playful smile.

The famous chieftains in the entire Great Wasteland were all there, squatting or sitting together, their feet and necks were almost buried in the sand, and you can imagine how long these chiefs had waited.

In the Great Wilderness, if you stand still, it will take less than two hours for your calves to be almost buried in the yellow sand.

When they saw Gustav coming, the chiefs quickly stood up and saluted, and then began to complain.

It's nothing more than saying that the Wolf Tooth tribe is too arrogant and has made a group of chiefs wait outside for so long.

People are like this, a group of people are bold, if there are only two or three crooked melons and cracked dates, they don't dare to put one.

Gustav glanced at Paige and Pickman, who were silent in the distance, and seemed to be smiling.

Page and Pickman sneered.

The group of suing chiefs in front of them have not been beaten by the underworld in the end.

Gustav retracted his gaze and pressed his hand at everyone: "The Wolf Tooth Tribe, as you said, is too much of a nobody, they are all chiefs, how can there be any reason to expose people outside." ”

A group of chiefs met one after another, and the crowd was excited.

Gustav frowned, pretending to be strange and asked, "Then why don't you just walk in, why are you waiting outside?"

A group of chiefs almost choked to death at this sentence.

They wanted to come, and they did it, but they almost didn't end up in the Great Wasteland.

Just now, there were a few hot-tempered chiefs who wanted to walk in directly, but before they could get closer, dozens of bows and arrows were shot, and those shot down from a high place were exactly tied into a straight line, and the meaning was very clear, those who crossed the line died.

A group of chiefs were anxious, this Nima was too arrogant, but when they were all about to activate the barbarian battle ring to break through, they suddenly discovered something.

The row of arrows on the ground was made of black iron, and it also carried the elemental power that had not dissipated.

I have never eaten pork and have seen Zhu Run, the chiefs gasped in unison, and the armor-piercing arrow on the ground was the black iron armor-piercing arrow that was blessed with elemental power.

You must know that even in the army of the Terrans, this armor-piercing arrow made of black iron is a luxury among luxuries.

If you want to refine this kind of black iron arrow that cannot continue to be purified and refined, the process is one thing, mainly because too many raw materials are consumed.

A body of iron heavy armor may not be able to refine an armor-piercing arrow, just such an armor-piercing arrow, sold for food, is enough for a thousand-person tribe to eat for a month, this is all a small amount.

A group of poor and similar chiefs had never seen this, looking at the rows of armor-piercing arrows on the ground, their eyes shining.

This is archery, this is obviously shooting money.

They weren't even worth it for the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

As far as these poor ghost chiefs are concerned, how can they be shot to death by armor-piercing arrows, this specification is too high, and if they shoot at themselves, they are afraid of losing their lives.

The chiefs looked at each other, and in unison, they fell to the ground, and began to test on the edge of life and death.

The chiefs, who had been poor for eight lifetimes, lay on the ground and risked their lives to draw arrows.

Especially Pickman, this guy took the most advantage.

His war beast was a blood eagle, extremely fast, and its body was only the size of a skull.

Pickman was mad, and forcibly commanded his war beast to run over and pull out the arrow with a barb mouth, and he was not afraid of the war beast being shot to death.

However, the other chiefs just didn't bring the war beast, and if they did, they would like to do the same, and a war beast would only cost a few dollars, and they would make a lot of money when they pulled out an arrow.

A row of armor-piercing arrows was pulled out in a few moments, or not greed enough to swallow elephants, and a group of chiefs pretended to rush in, hoping to shoot some more armor-piercing arrows in the camp.

Who knew that this time it was not an arrow, but a flying skeleton came out, and the bone scythe full of necromancy almost stopped a group of chiefs at once.

At that time, Pickman happily introduced it, saying that this flying skeleton was Hamilton's "mount" of the Sub-Holy Order, and everyone was honest, sitting quietly outside and waiting.

Gustav looked up at the dazzling scorching sun and said lightly: "The time has come." ”

As soon as the words fell, a solemn and majestic voice rang out from the forest.

"Open the door, welcome the guests, the ceremony begins, welcome all the poor in the Great Wilderness... The chiefs came to watch. ”