Chapter 24: The Traitor's Scepter
The old witch sprang out from behind me, but her hands were like the old man who had been hobbling before, she was still hunched up, and I felt that her limbs were running, like a lioness, rushing towards the group in the distance, shouting something, but it was beyond my comprehension.
The group led by Scarface seemed to notice the change in my place, and the wooden spears no longer struck the wooden shield in their hands, but instead stabbed at the treemen who looked like blood gourds, I really didn't know what to call these faithful slaves, I was sure that they were also flesh and blood, but they used their bodies to protect the two women and men who had first passed with the old witch, as if guarding their faith, I had seen two of them in skill, and the speed of the cheetah made me daunting, However, they were outnumbered, and two more fell on the way back, but they still stopped Scarface and the others from breaking into their holy land.
The distance was not far away, and the old witch's physical strength really impressed me, and in a blink of an eye she was close to the crowd, and took her crutches from one of the women, and I could clearly see the appearance of her crutches, which were not crutches at all, and the pestle was more than a man tall on the ground, and the top of the crutches hung the head of an animal like a goat, surrounded by an umbrella skirt made of animal skins.
She stood on the spot, her feet motionless as if they had been built into the earth, her sturdy body could not show her old age, but shouted something to her people like a tigress at home, and from time to time she would cover her chest with one hand and salute in my direction, accompanied by the cry of "Shanna" from her mouth.
Slowly, the clamor of the group gradually subsided, and the last few natives actually dropped their spears and bowed to the old witch on the ground, no longer as fierce as before.
This is their civilization, the simplest and easiest way to inherit the primitive society, as long as you have enough ability and delving into the understanding of all things, so as to create these uncivilized human minds of the whimsical divine power, you can become a sorcerer, unite the entire tribe in the hands of one person and carry it forward for eternity.
However, this kind of evil spirit-style divine power is usually in the hands of men, this is due to the barbaric era, a large number of primitive humans rely on force to resolve disputes and survive, and women are weak in the matter of force, so if the witch of a tribe is a woman, usually, the tribe will have a patriarch to control the overall situation, like a combination of a regiment leader and a political commissar.
But the situation in front of him is very different, it is obvious that Scarface is not the patriarch, because the patriarch understands very well that divine power will always be conducive to his control of the tribe, and he will never step into the holy land so blatantly, if he is really the patriarch, he can kill the old witch in private and replace it with a new inheritance, there is no need to make such a big move.
At this moment, another brain hole seemed to appear in my mind.
Could this be a matriarchal clan tribe? The old witch's current actions are obviously the terminator of all the rights of this tribe, then, this possibility is very big, if this is really the case, I can be regarded as an eye-opener, after all, the women of this tribe are powerful, and the task of a lifetime is to live, but the birth of a strong child, born with anyone, can not keep this scar face is the son of the old witch, at least it can be mixed with a son-in-law and nephew or something.
In this tense situation in front of me, I can still be so wandering in the world, if it is placed in modern society, it is definitely a wonder, but now I don't have to worry too much, as long as the power in the hands of the old witch is as I think, then, this handful of forces in Scarface can't make any big waves, the right, especially the divine right, whether it is placed on this small island under my feet, or in the society where I have lived for thirty years, is the supreme existence, although I can't say that it is above the social law, but many times, The law is also making subtle changes and even compromises for this kind of thing.
But in everything, the more you let your guard down, the more alarming it will happen. Just when I seemed to watch the neighbors scolding the streets, Scarface turned his back to the old witch and shouted something to the natives who had fallen to the ground and begged for mercy, although I didn't understand, but the impassioned tone I knew very well, it was nothing more than a war song like "Stand up, build a new beautiful island with our flesh and blood", suddenly, he picked up a spear beside him with lightning speed and threw it at the natives not far from his side, and with a scream, the natives fell to the ground!
At the same time, another terrible cry came together, only to see the old witch in the gray night gradually bent down, and then knelt on the ground, her head hung down unnaturally, the hair that was originally coiled together was scattered to the ground, covering her face and most of her body, the scene was very terrible, and behind her, there was actually a woman standing holding a sharp stone in her hand, seeing the old witch fall to the ground, she looked around with fierce eyes, and from time to time her mouth made a "silk" sound, the sound was like a threat, Threaten anyone who dares to resist, and of course, I should be included! This woman I had seen was the slightly plump, glazed-eyed of the two women behind her when I first met the old witch.
It all happened so suddenly, it could be said that in the blink of an eye, things had reached another turning point, and Scarface hugged the plump woman and snatched the scepter of divine power from the old witch's corpse in a few steps.
The whole crowd was silent, and the entire gentle slope could only hear the slight sound of the waves lapping against the rocks of the mountain not far away, and then, a roar broke out in the crowd, and the plump woman actually tore off all the covers on her body with her hands in front of everyone, standing naked in front of everyone and holding up the scepter, and one end of the scepter pointed straight to me who was standing nearly ten meters away, and at the same time, several natives who were originally lying on the ground also staggered to their feet, and pounced on the man and woman who were crying on the ground, Scarface ran at me with a roar, panting and rage, trying to tear me apart like a bull.
Just as I raised my gun to kill the "beast", a figure got up from the old woman's corpse, screamed and threw Scarface down the way, and then scuffled, and it was the old woman's male companion.
In my current consciousness, this slightly immature young man should be friend or foe to me, whether I am a self-help or a kind of use, at least for now, my enemy should be Scarface instead of him, but the two are completely mixed together, and the fists are greeted at the fatal parts of each other's body like they don't want money, which makes my bird gun completely uncontrollable, at this moment, Scarface seems to have found a small stone under him, holding it in his hand and slamming the young man's head, which also opens up a very advantageous space for me, Instead of shooting, I slung the gun to my back and grabbed the spear in my left hand and stabbed Scarface.
These spears and javelins in their hands, either using sharp bones or fish bones as spearheads, or simply using sharp sharp stones, I understand that I may not be able to kill Scarface with this stab, but I still don't plan to kill him with a bird gun, after all, the bird gun only has one shot, as long as I can stab a few parts of him without bone protection, so that he can lose his combat effectiveness, I have already achieved my goal, in addition, in my subconscious, I still think that I have no right to deprive anyone of life, unless it is time of life and death, Probably this is one of the reasons why I chose to use a spear instead of a bird's gun.
The distance is not far, only a breath and a breath has been behind Scarface, because he knelt on the ground with one leg and hammered the young man, I then turned sideways and aimed at his lower rib abdomen without bone protection and stabbed upward, but who knew that at this moment, Scarface seemed to realize that there was someone behind him, and turned his head while pulling the possible weapon with his hand, which made the spear stabbed from the bottom up through his arm just across his belly, straight into his jaw, the tip of the spear through his right eye, Bloody eyes burst out, and I was stunned by this scene, and my brain went blank.