Yi Asong is a sorcerer of the Damo tribe, and his usual duties are only two, one is to treat the people in the tribe and save people, and the other is the foundation of the Damo tribe's survival, drawing totem patterns for the warriors. He was proficient in every totem pattern and knew the most suitable totem for any warrior in his clan.

And today, he drew a totem for forty-five warriors in one breath, which was unimaginable in the past, but today, it is far from enough, and at this time, I wish that God did not give him more hands, so that everyone in the clan can paint a totem.

His apprentice, Iamin had already completed nine totems at the moment, and if it was in the past, he would have laughed with relief, but at this moment, he hoped that Iamin could be as fast as him, or even faster than him.

"Dawu, drink saliva." The patriarch Iamo handed the kettle to Iasong's mouth, took two sips of water, didn't look at Iamo, and continued with the work at hand. After finishing the last stroke, he breathed a long sigh of relief, "Next." ”

A warrior with a sturdy body and a body full of hair knelt down in front of Yi Asong, looking at this body of Mao, Yi Asong sighed, which means that this warrior will have to spend half more warriors to successfully draw and play totems, all of which are damn body hair.

Iamo looked at Ia Song who was frantically drawing totems, and his heart was in pain, if this continues, it won't be long before the only remaining witch in the clan will run out of magic power and become a waste. At this time, he didn't hope that Yi Asong could finish drawing totems for every clansman, so that their chances of survival would increase, otherwise they would not be able to pass the current level.

"Patriarch, the Hundred Eyes Clan has arrived in front of the valley, and the people in the valley have not been discovered yet, but they are already making preparations, and it may not be long before they will be discovered." A warrior, dashing up to Iamo's side, reported.

"Continue to monitor the Hundred-Eyed Clan, and if there is any abnormal movement, immediately warn." Iamo looked at the warrior who was panting in front of him, "Be careful, don't let the Cenkyps find out what we're watching them on. ”

"Patriarch, don't worry, we are the masters of this Ten Thousand Mountains, and with these monsters of the Hundred Eyes Clan, they also want to discover us." The warrior looked at his patriarch and said arrogantly.

Iamo nodded, smiled and said, "I believe that you will be able to keep these Hundred Eyes on you." Half of this was to encourage the warrior, and the other half was to cheer himself up. Yes, his ancestors have lived in this Ten Thousand Mountains for generations, and he is familiar with every dangerous place, every fierce beast's temperament, and this is their main battlefield.

"Patriarch, the Hundred-Eyed Clan has discovered our location and is now preparing for war."

"Darren, go and inform the women, children and children, let them enter the secret passage and leave, and when they leave, seal the secret passage." Iamo looked at the warrior in front of him and gave an order, this is the worst plan, because even if these women and children escape from the hands of the Hundred Eyes Clan, they may not have the ability to escape the fierce beasts in the mountains.

"Patriarch, is the Hundred-Eyed Clan really so powerful? I don't think they're as good as the warriors of the clan. "Darren is not tall, but he is extremely athletic, and he is a warrior who is good at cheetahs.

"I also hope to be like what you said, but Lance people, the empire of Nuoda was swallowed by these monsters, do you remember the last time we asked for a loan? It was the Prince of Reims, commanding an army of hundreds of thousands, who had been forced to march to the most dangerous places in the mountains, and if I guessed correctly, they were probably all dead by now. Iamo looked at Darren.

"So we have to plan for the worst, that is, we all die, and we also leave the seeds of revenge for the Damo."

Daren didn't know how terrifying the Hundred Eyes was, but he knew how strong Lance's strength was, even if the Damo Clan was a hundred times stronger, it was not an opponent of the Lance Empire. "Patriarch, I'll arrange it."

"Wait, Darren." Iamo glanced at Daren and made a decision, it was him, shouldering the responsibility of preserving the last fire of the Damo tribe, and gave it to him.

"Patriarch, what else?" Darren looked at Iamo and asked respectfully.

"Darren, wait until you leave with the women and children, and don't come back." Iamo looked at Darren and said.

"Patriarch, at this time, how can I, as a warrior in the clan, escape from the battle, no, this is absolutely not good, I must live and die with the clan." Darren's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was red with excitement.

"Yes, as warriors, we should live and die with the clan, but aren't those women and children members of the clan, who do you let protect them, do you let them have children, and raise our bodies to fight the beasts? Shouldn't you protect them? Iamo looked at Darren with an incomparably stern look in his eyes.

Darren glanced at Iamo and turned to leave, he didn't know what to do at this point? Since he was a child, he has been exposed to dying for the tribe, and now he has a new meaning, living for the tribe, he doesn't know how to do it, but he knows that he has to do it.

After Darren left, Iamo was silent for a long time and looked at the woods outside, where there should be countless Centurians preparing to devour them. At this moment, Iamin shouted, "Master, how are you?" ”

Yi Ah Mo immediately turned to look at Yi Ah Song, the only remaining great witch in the clan, black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was covered with old age spots, this kind of markings, he was very familiar with, Yi Ah Song was about to die. For the sake of this battle in the clan, Iasong had exhausted his life, and this centenarian was the first to sacrifice for this battle in a special way.

He bowed to Iason, and roared angrily at the warriors around him who were painted with slow totem patterns, "Warriors, go out with me and slaughter those monsters with eyes on their heads." ”

More than a hundred warriors looked at their patriarch, their chests were full of anger at the moment, and they urgently needed someone to vent, and the moment the patriarch gave the order, all emotions exploded together. "Kill them, so that they can't get out of this ten thousand mountains."

Not long after Iamo and the warriors of the clan left, Mo Zibai broke into the village with Yunni and the unconscious Rose, and Iamin was left alone in the village.

After Mo Zibai found Iamin, who was paralyzed on the ground and weak, he asked eagerly. "Your leader, your people?"

Iamin glanced at him, and through his hat, through the veil he had over his face, to the pale half of his face, and the other half of his skinless skull. If it were an ordinary person, he might have been frightened by this appearance a long time ago, but Iamin is a descendant of the Great Witch of the Damo Clan, and he has a strong will.