In the cave.

The leader, who had broken a leg, struggled to control his trembling palm, grabbed the stone spear that had followed him for many years, leaned against the stone wall, and tried to make a calm appearance.

In the golden eyes, a tragic expression was revealed.

In front of the leader were three of his subordinates, kneeling on one knee and looking up at him.

Each of them carries wounds of some magnitude or severity.

The woman and the cubs, as well as some of their men, had already been driven outside.

The leader took a deep breath.

"It won't be long before they attack here."

The three subordinates looked at each other and nodded emphatically.

"Are you going to run away, or are you going to fight?"

After the leader finished speaking, he looked directly at his subordinates.

"Fight!" "Fight!" "Fight!"

The three subordinates did not hesitate, and the roar echoed through the cave.

But this voice is full of pathos and desolation!

"War is death, flight, and life. I want you to live. The leader looked out of the cave, and the women and cubs looked at the cave without saying a word.

"Chief, fight!" The subordinates raised their heads, "Fleeing is also death." ”

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The three subordinates have made up their minds.

The leader knew that it was useless to say anything.

"Okay, get ready, eat all the food."

After saying this, the leader endured the sharp pain in his leg and moved out of the hole with difficulty.

Three subordinates followed.

All eyes also looked at the four people who came out.

"Fight!!" The leader raises one arm in the air.

"Fight! War! War! ”

All the people, women, cubs, warriors, guards......

Everyone raised their arms and shouted.

Guo Sen looked at these and listened to these, and couldn't help but feel anxious for this tribe.

He's possessed, no, now he's given a new term called "Divine Presence" to one of the three subordinates, and he's gone through the whole process of something like a pre-war meeting.

These guys are going to fight to the death with the Black Werewolf they saw last night.

In the beginning, these white wolves lived peacefully among the tribes at the edge of the forest.

The group of black werewolves attacked the tribe and used their huge numbers to suppress the white werewolves.

The white werewolves who responded to the enemy in a hurry almost killed more than half of the warriors.

They finally escaped to the edge of the cave, thinking that they would continue to live peacefully, but they did not expect that the black werewolf wanted to kill them all.

In the last battle, the White Wolves lost a large number of warriors again.

Among them, the chief's children were also taken captive, and their fate is unknown.

It seems that the black-haired werewolves will come here again today, ready to completely exterminate the white werewolves.

The white wolves, all of them combined, are only more than forty.

Among the more than forty people, there are more than half of the women and cubs who have no combat effectiveness, and there are more than two dozen warriors, including the leader, all of whom are still wearing colors.

On the other side, the total number is four or five hundred, and the soldiers must have two hundred.

Twenty to two hundred, one to ten, what about jokes?

Have you ever heard that two fists are invincible to four hands?

You white werewolves, in the eyes of the black werewolves, are existences that can be destroyed at any time.

Guo Sen couldn't help but sigh deeply.

It's also a sad race.

The fire that I had seen in that tribe before was discovered by the white werewolves, who discovered and used it to eat cooked food.

This also made Guo Sen understand why the black wolves have fire but eat raw meat, and the black wolf people don't know what fire is for.

Bows and arrows and watchtowers are the crystallization of the wisdom of the white wolf people.

The Black Werewolves were originally a branch of the White Werewolves, and this ignorant and terrifying violent race grew up after continuous breeding, and came back to the vicinity of the White Werewolf tribe.

After seizing the territory of the White Werewolves through a sneak attack, they didn't want to be satisfied and wanted to completely wipe out this one.

Guo Sen felt that this seemed to be a bit contrary to the law.

It stands to reason that barbarism cannot drive civilization to this place.

However, seeing the appearance of these white werewolves, all of them looking malnourished, I am afraid it has a lot to do with their lack of combat effectiveness.

Before understanding all this, Guo Sen originally wanted to let these two races naturally have a big battle, and he also took a look at the law of the jungle between intelligent creatures.

But knowing all this, Guo Sen didn't want the white werewolf to lose.

How much effort does it take to civilize a race? How much effort does it take to make an already civilized race progress?

The answer is obvious.

Compared with the ignorant, fierce and ignorant black werewolves, the white werewolves, who already have various civilization foundations, are the race that can carry the future.

Even if they are indeed fewer in number now, and they basically have no combat effectiveness, they still have the character of not admitting defeat.

These guys are clearly more worthy of living on this land than the lazy black werewolves.

Of course, this is also Guo Sen's wayward idea.

But who is he?

The planet itself.

He can influence and control everything.

Whoever is allowed to live can live, and whoever wants to die, he must die.

Guo Sen can be capricious.

He has that qualification.

He prefers to let the already crooked evolutionary tree grow healthily according to his own ideas, rather than continue to twist it.

Just like when there were simple single-celled organisms, Guo Sen once used the slow-evolving little green as the food for the experimental little red.

Is it humane enough to keep both parties alive?

Maybe all life will not evolve, and it will all dissipate.

Guo Sen left the white werewolf subordinates of the "divine presence", and returned to the tribe of the black werewolf according to his memory.

He found that the people here had not fully woken up at this time, and there were not too many people moving around.

Isn't it clear that within today's time, you're going to fight the White Werewolf?

It's almost half the day!

Guo Sen's disgust deepened.

He looked in the direction of the square, trying to get the little white werewolf out from under the hay.

It must be the captured child of the leader mentioned in the previous information.

If it weren't for the "divine presence" of this child yesterday, this child would have been thrown into the fire as a sacrifice yesterday.

But when Guo Sen used his mind to sweep the hay aside, he didn't see the little white werewolf at all!

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a series of screams that were infiltrating!

Guo Sen followed the sound and came to a grass hut.

He saw a scene of great cruelty.

The little white werewolf, whose fur had been stained red with blood, had his head cut off and thrown on the haystack like garbage......

Blood stained the withered grass beneath him.

Guo Sen sighed in his heart.

This race of black werewolves really disappointed him too much.

Obviously, this little white werewolf was under his control, and he even performed a miracle last night, and was worshiped by these werewolves, but he was killed today.

Because of what?

Cruelty and murder.

Tempting that the little white werewolf was not as divine as last night, he was angry and killed him.

This gang ......

Guo Sen felt that these guys seemed to be almost rotten.

He decided to get completely involved in what was supposed to be a brutal tribal battle in which the outmanship was supposed to be outnumbered.