The new statue formed by the fusion of the three Quetzalcoatl statues, the divine power contained in it has also changed slightly, not only the total amount of divine power has increased, but more importantly, the divine power in it has become more refined, for Ron, the ability to devour more refined is more helpful for repairing the Void Egg.

This slight change made Ron give up his intention to devour and recover the divine power in it, and he kept the statue of Quetzalcoatl, and Ron was eager to know how far the divine power could evolve when he continued to fuse the statue.

After the fusion of the Bloodfang Tribe and the Bloodclaw Tribe was completed, Ron directly ordered the tribe to start migrating.

When Bloodclaw Sein was still alive, the Bloodpaw Tribe was ready to migrate, whether it was the migration map or the tent stitched with a large number of animal skins, making the Bloodfang Tribe's journey-style migration orderly.

The two ironclad tigers became the mounts of Ron and Moses, the two beasts that the Bloodclaw Tribe had spent a lot of effort to subdue, and it happened to be cheap for Ron at the moment.

In the indication of the map, the first stop of the Bloodfang tribe's migration to the south is the Fire-Swallowing Tribe, this tribe's migration, Bloodclaw Sain's mark, this Fire-Eating Tribe is a tribe that does not need to be bypassed, and can pass through directly, which means that Bloodclaw Sain believes that they are stronger than this tribe, even if the migrating team passes through the control area of the Fire-Eating Tribe, the other party will not dare to use force to intercept it.

Ron summoned a warrior from the Bloodclaw Tribe named Leo and asked, "How much do you know about the Fire Eater Tribe?"

Leo used to fight with Bloodclaw Sein, and he knew a lot about the surrounding tribes.

"The number of the Bloodclaw Tribe is ...... than that of the Bloodclaw," Leo paused, and then continued, "Not much different than the number of the Bloodfang Tribe, their oracle is a two-scale oracle, and there will be no more than sixty warriors in the tribe. ”

"Sixty samurai. Ron muttered to himself.

Bloodclaw Thane, the three-scale envoy, can't stop his move, and the two-scale envoy is even less of a problem, Ron is more concerned about the sixty warriors of the Fire Devouring Tribe, this trip to the Holy Blood Mountain is a long way, and on the way, he has to pass through many tribes and areas ruled by blood beasts, and a big war is inevitable.

The other party's god makes Ron not want to let go, the other party's totem he needs to fuse, this is a major matter related to the survival of the tribe, the other party will inevitably resist with all his strength because of this, but Ron doesn't want to waste too much time on this kind of massacre against ordinary people.

Ron didn't know how the Fire Eaters would deal with the migrating Bloodfang Tribe, but he was certain that they would not allow him to kill their oracle and take their Quetzalcoatl Totem.

Unless the Flame Eater's Divine Envoy is decapitated.

The migration of hundreds of people was not fast, and it was already three days later when the Fire Swallowing Tribe was in sight.

The movement of the migration of hundreds of people from the Bloodfang Tribe was obviously not hidden from the Fire Devouring Tribe.

The Flame Eater Tribe's oracle, armed with two one-handed battle axes, led dozens of warriors to guard the border of the Fire Swallowing Tribe.

When the two sides were dozens of meters apart, Ron motioned for the team to stop and confront each other from a distance.

The oracle holding the battle axe said loudly: "This is the territory of the Fire Devouring Tribe, without our permission, those who step in will die!"

Ron didn't move, and Moses put Gary's great axe on his shoulder and rode forward on the ironclad tiger.

Moses came to the center of the battle and held the great axe in his hand, the blade of which was pointed diagonally at the ground.

"Moses of the Bloodfang Tribe challenges the Oracles of the Fire-Eating Tribe!"

The Fire Devouring Tribe Divine Envoy was stunned, he only knew that there was an ambitious Bloodclaw tribe in the north, and as for the Bloodfang Tribe, he had never even heard of it, and he didn't expect to encounter such a challenge.

Moses' eyebrows did not have the mark of an oracle, and it was obvious that he would not be an oracle, a little-known tribal warrior who dared to challenge him, a two-scale oracle.

However, the Divine Envoy of the Fire Devouring Tribe still did not act rashly, his eyes were locked on Ron's body from afar, above this distance, he could see the Divine Envoy mark on Ron's eyebrows, and at the same time clearly felt the unique power fluctuations of the Divine Envoy in Ron's body, although he could not judge Ron's specific strength, but the faint sense of oppression was telling him that the other party's strength was definitely not below him.

The Divine Envoy of the Fire Swallowing Tribe was afraid of Moses, but they were afraid that it was a trap, and they were worried that the other oracle would take advantage of his battle to sneak attack.

"Go back, you're not my match yet, let your messenger come and talk to me!"

Moses smiled disdainfully, "If you don't dare to accept the challenge, offer the totem statue of your tribe, and if our divine envoy is in a good mood, he may spare your life!"

The divine power of the divine envoy may have a powerful suppression for other non-divine envoys, but for Moses who has the blood of the abyss demon, it is still a little insufficient, the two-scale divine envoy of this fire-devouring tribe, the divine power in his body is too thin, so thin that Moses does not even need to demonize his hands, nor does he need bloody calamity.

Moses' disdainful eyes and tone made the oracle of the Fire Swallowing Tribe furious, as a high-ranking oracle, when did he ever take other ordinary people in his eyes, even if Moses had a powerful oracle standing behind him, he still didn't think that Moses was qualified to talk to him.

"You're looking for death!" the axe of the fire-devouring tribe's oracle suddenly burst into flames, as if he was angry at the moment.

Moses did not respond to him, but only held the huge two-handed axe in one hand and pointed at the other man from afar.

"Die!"

In the face of Moses' naked provocation, the oracle of the Fire Swallowing Tribe could no longer suppress his inner anger, and with a powerful throw of his right hand, a burning axe, turned into a spinning hot wheel, and roared away in the direction of Moses.

There was a faint divine power lingering on the spinning flying axe, and the angry Fire Devouring Tribe Divine Envoy directly killed him.

The flying tiger came extremely fast, dragging a slender tail of fire between the whistling, and slashed at Moses's head, this speed, let alone resist, even if it was too late to dodge.

This blow already faintly possessed the might of a third-order warlord in the southern island region.

Not only the Fire Eater who threw this axe, but even the members of the Bloodfang tribe all whispered, although they had seen Moses kill Gary, but Gary was just an ordinary warrior after all, and this axe was thrown by an oracle, none of them thought they could dodge this axe, and they also did not think that Moses could dodge this axe.

The huge gap between the oracle and the ordinary samurai was deeply ingrained in their consciousness, and it was not something that could be easily changed.

Moses' eyes flashed with a gleam, and he resisted the urge to use the giant axe in his hand to pick up the flaming axe, and tilted his head slightly to the side.

To everyone's surprise, Moses moved slightly, and he happened to dodge the trajectory of the attack, and the flaming flaming axe flew over his sideburns.