Tang Ke adjusted his breathing, inserted the sword into the scabbard on his left and right waists, and walked towards the cottage with his face calm. The natives in front of them were out of the way, while the natives in the back blocked Donk's way, but it didn't seem like they were afraid that Donk would escape. The natives no longer wielded their weapons, but rather looked like a send-off procession. Donk didn't speak the language with the natives, and there was no conversation on the road, so he deliberately slowed down and took the opportunity to regain some strength. He wasn't sure what would happen if he went to the natives alone, and it would be great if he could scare the natives, but he could also be killed by the natives.

Surrounded by the natives, he walked back to the natives' cottage and walked through the gate made of hedges to the dry road, which branched in different directions.

The natives in the cottage screamed at the sight of Donk, which he thought was like the cry of a group of monkeys. More natives poured out of the cottage and pointed at the tink with the tips of their weapons, treating him as prey or enemy, while the natives and children hid in the house and peeked through the cracks in the door. Apparently, the natives thought that Donk's appearance and outfit were novel, and they stared at him curiously.

The natives who escorted the Donk began to explain desperately, mentioning the word "Sainhaha" several times. When other natives heard the word, their attitudes changed markedly.

Donk stood still, frowning at the natives who were about to be stabbed with their weapons, and he waited for a long time before the natives continued to walk forward and show him the way. He had a premonition that he was about to meet the chief of the natives, and it was true, that he was brought by the natives to a large tree, which was so thick that even five people could not hug it. This tree is the center of the whole cottage, and a tree house is built on it, looking down on the entire huge cottage from a superior posture.

The natives stopped around the tree, chanted the same slogan, and knelt on the ground. They greeted the king with a compliment.

The tribal chief walked out, and to Donk's surprise, the chief turned out to be a woman, but he immediately remembered the word matrilineal tribe, and he didn't think anything strange.

The female chieftain was more stocky and tall than her own people, and the only thing that highlighted her female surname was her bulging breasts. She had more ear piercings in her left and right ears, with all sorts of earrings hanging from them, she wore a horn mask, a cold gaze cast through the holes in her eyes, her body was covered in paint, she wore a leather corset and a grass skirt, a beast bone skull was embellished with a belt of animal bones, and in her left hand she held a ruby bone scepter.

The natives bowed to the chiefess and scrambled to give an account of what they knew, and the sheikh asked questions and looked at Donk with strange eyes.

Donk listened to the conversation for some reason, and his heart was full of thoughts, he took advantage of this period to use the investigation technique, and learned that the female chief was not a strong person, but only a noble status.

The sheikh made the next move, holding her scepter aloft and pointing in one direction. The natives knelt and bowed, as if singing praises, and then they all got up, hugged the tink, and walked in the direction pointed by the chiefess.

Already difficult to ride a tiger, he could only take one step at a time, and he walked silently, this time in front of a wooden gate surrounded by a very high wooden fence.

Seven or eight natives stepped forward to open the wooden door, and inside was an open space, separated not only by a towering wooden fence, but also digging three feet down to isolate the open space from the surroundings. On either side of the entrance to the open space, there is a staircase leading to the grandstands, and there are plenty of chairs on either side for people to sit on.

Donk felt that this place was like a gladiatorial arena, and he stood still at the door, but the natives behind him did not go forward, but kept urging him. He guessed that perhaps the sheikh wanted him to show something here, and he stepped inside, standing still in the middle of the clearing, and he looked around and saw many closed doors, and heard the sound of the doors closing behind him, and he was locked in the closed space.

From some of the doors came the roar of beasts, and the sound of claws scratching.

The sheikh walked to the top of the stands and read something out. The other natives stood around, looking condescendingly at the Tonk in the field, letting out a cry of excitement.

Donk found himself very disliked by the feeling, and the fiery gaze around him made him feel like a fighting dog.

The sheikh shouted, and the natives around her fell silent, silently watching the field. As the cacophony subsided, the sounds of several native pull mechanisms became distinctly clear, and a door was opened with the help of a winch and rope. In the dark space, a pair of cold lights suddenly lit up, and the pupils inside were like emotionless stones, cold and stiff.

It emerged from the darkness and landed on all fours, each fingertip resembling a hook on a pirate's prosthetic, it was a beast, a bit like a wolf in appearance, but distinctly endemic to the world, taller and with a slightly shorter mouth.

There is no need to explain anything, Tang Ke used the investigation technique to get the details of the beast, and the system did not explain too much, this is just an ordinary beast. Knowing that this was just a temptation, he drew his scimitar, rushed forward, and happily stabbed the wolf in the head.

The wolf choked, and its limbs slashed a few times on the ground, and the red blood flowed into a stream of blood, which flowed out of the wound, and it fell into a pool of blood, silent.

Donk didn't show the expression that victory should have, this wolf could not pose a threat to him in the first place, he looked back at the female chief in the high place, and conveyed his meaning with his eyes, his eyes were full of provocation, if you want to prove something with force, it is better to be direct.

The sheikh, wearing a mask and unable to see her expression, was silent for a moment before giving a new order. As the sheikh gave the order, the other natives shouted excitedly, and they stared with burning eyes at the widest gate in the field.

In the midst of the loud calls, the heavy door was pulled up with a roaring grinding sound, and the rancid smell of rotten flesh rushed out of the cracks in the door, which was the smell of death.

Donk licked his lips, he knew that the main dish was coming, he had to win, and if he won, he could turn the situation around, and his life was to keep winning!

It's like a door to hell, and when it opens, you can see a shadow in the shadows, who seems to be darker than the shadows, in the company of destruction, and lacking in reason. He stepped out with exaggerated strides, the ground trembling at the first step, and his presence ignited the emotions of the natives in the audience, and the chanting overwhelmed everything. He stooped out into the sunlight, casting a shadow that covered the sky and enveloped the tiny Tonk. With his ugly head down and staring at his prey with chaotic eyes, he opened his mouth, revealing his yellow fangs, as if complaining that his prey was too small to fit between his teeth. In his bony left hand was a stone pillar, just like the one Tonk had encountered earlier.

Tang Ke used the investigation technique, and the other party was still an ordinary human race, but there was an atavistic phenomenon, and he awakened a part of the giant bloodline, and became as tall as a mountain now, this stupid big man is a third-order barbarian with no special abilities. His complexion tended to be grim, if he was in his heyday, he was sure to kill this stupid big man, but he was very tired now, and his remaining physical strength could only perform a sword skill once, and his mana had been exhausted, and he couldn't even send out a fireball. In desperation, he used another help to quickly rub a few times in his pocket.

A wisp of black smoke billowed out and swirled around the ground, quickly forming a magic array. A muscular figure stood up, it was the troll, and he glanced back at his master, asking the reason with his mind.

Donk drew his sword and pointed forward, the meaning simple and clear.

The trolle had no fear, and also pulled out his pale bone knife, lowered his body to gather strength, and the fighting spirit like fire was blazing.

When the natives saw this, they were shocked again and exclaimed, as if they were watching a miracle, and it was clear that the natives could not summon creatures from another plane.

The giant seemed to see the trolls very unpleasantly, and jumped up, kicking up a puff of smoke, and he lifted the stone pillar, and smashed it down heavily according to the trolls' position. He smashed into the air and plunged the pillar into the earth, but he pulled it out with a little more force.

"Roundabout and pincer, don't shoot until you're sure." Tang Ke told in his mind, and the whole person flew through the smoke and dust.

The trolls did as they were told, turning into a red figure and circling around the giant's feet, sometimes stabbing and provoking with their knives. The giant was spun around, raised his big foot and trampled the trolls, and with a single guess he could turn the trolls into hot patties. At one point, the trolls dodged under the soles of the giant's feet, so close to death.

Donk wasn't idle, he attacked like a trolls, dancing to the left and right of the line of life and death, and a single misjudgment would kill the giant's stick or feet. He and the trolls occasionally caught the chance to stab the giant, but the giant's skin was as strong as a crocodile's skin, and it only bled through the skin.

The giant was teased by the two "rats" and became angry, his eyes were red, and he roared in the sky. He attacked like a thunderbolt, sweeping everything in front of him with stone pillars, and he even smashed the wooden planks in the grandstand area, which was the result every time he was released.

At the same time, Donk and the trolls forward from the left and right, dodging the giant's attack, both of them kneeling on one knee, back-to-back with the giant behind them. Donk felt that this was an opportunity and shouted in his mind: "Attack with all your might!" He plunged his sword into the ground and held it in a holding position. The trolls understood Donk's intentions, stepped on Donk's hand, leaped upwards with the help of his strength, and landed on top of the giant's head, he slashed down with all his might, and the knife hit the giant's back, tearing a blood-red hole.

The giant screamed violently and grabbed the trolls behind him with his hands, but he was empty.

The trolls gripped the bone knife tightly, and with all his gravity downward, his body fell rapidly, and the wound continued to expand, but unfortunately, his attack could not hurt the giant's internal organs. He pulled out his bone knife in mid-air, and when he landed, he rushed straight forward, escaping from the giant's attack range.

The giant clutched at the wound on his back, blood staining his large hands, and he searched everywhere for the culprit, and when he saw the troll, he pressed over it like a crumbling mountain. He was furious, faster and stronger, as if nothing could stop him.

Donk and the trolls continued to attack with this routine, taking a detour while waiting for an opportunity to stab the giant's back, and they could only tear the giant's flesh and skin through stacked attacks. After a while, the field was already sprinkled with blood. The natives in the stands shouted wildly, completely oblivious to the danger posed by the duel. As time passed, Donk faced a tricky dilemma, the trolls were summoned for a limited time, and now they were about to reach their limits, and after the trolls were gone, he would have to face a giant that was dancing wildly! He gritted his teeth and decided to fight the trolls before they disappeared, trying to kill the giant in one fell swoop.

"You go and be bait, jump on his arm and let him catch you." Donk decisively ordered that he would use the trolls to deliver the final blow.

The trolls did not hesitate at all, he had absolute loyalty as a summoned creature, and he would not resist even a self-inflicted order, let alone be a bait. He stopped his flight, and the giant's thick arms fell from behind him, smashing into the ground. He dropped the bone knife and took the opportunity to turn and jump onto the giant's wrist, using his hands and feet together, clutching the wrist.

Seeing this, the giant was furious, dropped the stone pillar, and slammed into the troll.

Donk gambled with all his might, he ran towards the wooden wall, stepped on the wooden wall, and ran up the wooden wall with all his might, he paused on the half-cut waist of the wooden wall, by this time he had reached the limit height, but it was not enough. He kicked the wooden wall, and his body flew upside down, and he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, his eyes only looking at the bright red wound, and he raised his sword in the air with all his might.

The giant grabbed the trolls and pinched them down so hard that the trolls made the sound of bones breaking, but the trolls couldn't bear to make a sound. The giant frantically increased his strength, but suddenly his palm was empty, and the trolls turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared!

Tang Ke lifted the summoning of the ogre while attacking, he didn't want to lose the ogre as a competent bodyguard, the sword in his hand accurately stabbed the wound on the giant's back, deep, deeper, the sword qi hissed, ripped the giant's flesh and blood, and the sharp tip of the sword finally reached the giant's heart, piercing it mercilessly. Blood gushed out as if it didn't want money. Donk took a bath of blood, stabbing deeper with a sword until his arms went limp.

The giant's pupils contracted suddenly, his mouth thundered and blood flowed through the cracks in his fangs, and he staggered a few steps, shaking his mountain-like body and clutching at the wound in his back.

Tonk had already jumped to the ground, gritting his teeth and running to the side of the field, gasping for breath and keeping an eye on the giant's every move.

The giant pulled out the scimitar of the Fishy Moon, and the scimitar seemed to shrink in his hand, a little pitiful, and he did not relieve the pain after pulling it out, but shouted even louder. The natives around them looked at each other in horror and opened their mouths wide, and even the female chief sat up from her chair excitedly. As if drunk, the giant took a few steps up the field, and threw his arms to add a little more color to the end of his life, and at last he fell to the ground, without moving.

"Ding! You kill a strong man, which is considered piracy, and increases the bonus points by 320. ”

Hearing this sound, Donk breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his body to the middle of the field, retrieved the scimitar, and climbed onto the giant's corpse to draw the Moorish longsword. He looked around at the heights, the natives were silent, he raised his sword aloft, showing his strength, but his movements were trembling, and if he could, he wanted to lie down and sleep now.

The sheikh pointed to the Donk below and made an enthusiastic remark. Donk's heart hung in the air, for fear that the female chief would order the door to open and release some monsters.

But fortunately, the female chief also talked about the topic of "Sainhaha", as if she agreed with something, and did not open any more doors. Various roars were still coming from inside the doors, presumably attracted by the strong smell of blood. The natives did not embarrass Donk any longer, but opened the door and welcomed him together, and the sheikh stepped down and came to Donk and made a big announcement. Afterwards, Donk was treated with some courtesy, and was taken to his room to rest, and was given fruit and strange food.

After being called out again, Donk was taken to a venue. It was as if some kind of ritual was going on, with the natives standing below, the chiefess standing on a high platform, flanked by racks of torches, and behind her there was a table on which it was impossible to see what was on it. Tang Ke muttered in his heart, I don't know what the female chief is doing, should it be to sacrifice him to the sky?