At this moment when dawn just came, Montenegro glanced at the rain that was gradually decreasing in the sky, and was slightly relieved, this damn weather, it's been two days, is it finally going to stop?

At this time, the clansmen who had experienced a fierce battle yesterday all came out of the cave one after another.

The sparse Lala Hundred and Ten Cannibals are standing together, where is there still a shadow of the first tribe of the once large mountain range?

The more I looked at this, the more angry Montenegro became.

Damn, it's all that damn thief, and other daring bastard tribes.

These bastards dare to oppose the great Montenegrin warriors and let them serve the Montenegrin warriors, which is already a favor for them, but these bastards don't know how to do it.

With a snort, Montenegro stood up and scolded: "It has always been our Montenegrin tribe that bullied others, and no one has ever bullied our Montenegrin tribe, everyone obeys my orders, and they will have a full meal later, one by one, and kill all the tribes that dared to attack us yesterday! This time, I want to let them all die!"

A cannibal came out and asked Montenegro: "Patriarch, what are we going to eat?" The last time the other tribes paid tribute had already eaten all the food, and this time, they didn't pay tribute..."

Montenegro glanced at the cannibal: "Are you an idiot or a fool?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked around the valley.

It was full of corpses that had been killed yesterday between the coalition forces and the Montenegrins.

Overlapping and intersecting with each other, no less than 300 bodies.

The valley was even more exaggerated, and the corpses almost filled the valley mouth.

"Go, prepare food, and trouble me with this little thing? Can you be a little assertive? You are great Montenegrin warriors!" Montenegro scolded.

All the cannibals shrank their necks, not daring to confront the Black Mountain at this time.

"Patriarch. ”

A henchman cannibal who is considered to be Montenegro came up, when everyone was alive before, this thing was a younger brother, and now, the black bear is dead, Akui is dead, the wizard is also dead, and there is no one under Montenegro to use, this guy just took the opportunity to take the position.

Say. Black Mountain glanced at the new subordinate and said.

"Patriarch, although the alliance of other tribes is hateful, but the most hateful is the Frost Valley Tribe, this matter is obviously the head of the Frost Valley Tribe, and they must not be spared. ”

Black Mountain gritted his teeth angrily: "Frost Valley Tribe, damn it, I must chew and swallow all their bones." ”

"Patriarch, here comes the food. ”

At this moment, a cannibal dragged a thigh to the side of Black Mountain and sent him up.

Montenegro agreed, stretched out his hand and took it when he opened his mouth and was about to eat, but coldly, he heard something.

"What sound?"

Montenegro asked.

The cannibals on the left and right sides had blank expressions: "What kind of voice, patriarch?"

Montenegro frowned: "Shut up first." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his thighs, picked up the spear in his left hand and the shield in his right, and turned his head to look around.

The other clansmen also followed Montenegro in confusion.

Suddenly, a clansman stretched out his hand in horror and pointed to the northwest of the valley and was shocked: "That, what is that!"

Black Mountain turned his head sharply, his eyes were silver-white, and he followed with a loud rumbling sound in his ears like the roar of a prehistoric beast.

Immediately after, the huge waves were monstrous and directly covered down.

"Where did you get so much water!" Black Mountain roared angrily.

However, the water is fierce and fast.

One of the nearest cannibals couldn't run, and was knocked down by the thud of the water, struggling incessantly in the midst of the flood, screaming in horror.

His screams made the other Black Mountain cannibals react, and they turned and ran away.

It's just that no matter how fast you are, you can't beat the speed of the flood.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cannibals were engulfed in the flood and swept up in it.

A cannibal rushed over and grabbed Montenegro's arm, shouting, "Chief, run, or it's over." ”

Black Mountain trembled and roared, "Damn!

That cannibal is also loyal, and without saying a word, he dragged Montenegro and ran.

For a time, the huge Black Mountain tribe was full of cannibals who fled to the valley mouth, these people only hated their parents for giving birth to a pair of legs for themselves, to put it mildly, they only cared about fleeing for their lives, and the rabbits were their grandchildren.

Everyone was fleeing for their lives, but before the flood, their actions were so powerless.

When more than a dozen cannibals were lucky enough to run to the mouth of the valley, they were stupid.

The mountains of corpses piled up in front of him have completely blocked the valley mouth and blocked it tightly.

Everyone looked desperate and couldn't help but roar in the sky, and before they could say a word, they were taken away by the flood and swallowed.

The Montenegrin tribe, at this time, the valley has been turned into a huge water reservoir, with a depth of several meters, which is undoubtedly fatal to these landlubbers.

They are just blindly struggling, and their will to survive is bursting, but they can't control their ups and downs in the flood.

Many cannibals sank into the water because of leg cramps and drowned alive.

There are also many cannibals who sink to the bottom of the water in despair after a vigorous struggle.

Floating everywhere on the surface of the water were drowned cannibals, and Black Mountain held a large tree that had been washed down from the flood, and together with the three tribesmen, the lower half of his body was under the water, watching all this in almost despair.

"Who can tell me!, what the hell is going on!" Montenegro roared.

"Patriarch, help me, I don't want to die yet, save me. ”

On the left and right, there were still struggling cannibals crying and shouting.

Montenegro was very uncomfortable and wanted several people to push the wood over to rescue the people who were still alive, but their action only made the wood float back and forth in the flood, and they couldn't reach the people who called for help.

Many cannibals drowned in front of Montenegro due to physical exhaustion.

Seeing his clansmen die one by one, Montenegro gave out a miserable roar with all his might.

At such a time, he said that he couldn't save the people. To put it mildly, not being able to save yourself is almost like waiting for death.

Impotent rage, it is said that it is Montenegro at this time.

The corpses were scattered and floating, and Montenegro shouted all his strength, and he lay on the top of the tree weakly, his head drooping, and his eyes were full of lifeless gray.

Some cannibals who were lucky enough not to be drowned called him, but he ignored them.

At this time, Montenegro had only one thought in his heart, where did he come from, so many floods?

Just as he had given up following the flow, there was a burst of excited laughter in the southwest of the valley.

"Haha, it worked. ”

The water was pushed away on both sides, and a dozen strange things made of wood rushed down the water.

Above, stood a group of Frost Valley clansmen led by Ji Thief.

Black Mountain didn't understand that the thing under the thief's feet was called a raft, and at this time, the moment he saw the thief, his anger had already filled his chest.

"Bloody bastard!" Black Mountain howled out of nowhere.

The thief on the raft plucked out his ears impatiently, and his face still had scars from the stones. He hissed and gasped, and a snort came out of his mouth: "Respected Patriarch of Montenegro, don't come unharmed, it seems that you urgently need help now, say something, we have a relationship, I will definitely not save you from death!"

Montenegro was stunned, and then reacted, the bastard Ji Thief was playing with himself, he was furious, and when he was about to explode, the rest of the cannibals who were struggling to survive in the water cried to the Ji Thief: "Please, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

Ji Thief turned around and asked Ah Liang and the others, "Do you want to save them?"

Ah Liang sneered: "I can't wait to kill them." ”

Ji Thief patted Ah Liang on the shoulder: "Don't say that, after all, these beasts are also a human life." Come to Tushan, carry the raft over, give them a moment, and end the suffering of these beasts as soon as possible, although they are not people, but they are more or less a life. ”

Hearing the words of the thief, Tsuchiyama, who was in charge of the pole, laughed and agreed, took a pole connected by three wooden spears, and looked at the cannibals who were asking for help.

There was a thud, a cracking sound, and after a few moments, blood stained the water.