Dylan sat in the town's town hall with a piece of paper in his hand. He looked at the contents of the paper, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Syllable!

The paper was slammed on the table by Dylan, and his eyes were fixed on Amilia, "Can we now determine how many people the natives gathered?"

Emilia said in a low tone, "I can't be sure." ”

She stole a glance at Dylan's face before continuing, "They are the natives here, and they are much more familiar with this continent than we are. ”

Dylan felt a little headache, and he rubbed his temples.

"There were millions of indigenous people near the plains, and the total strength of Britain in the Americas was now less than 800,000. So ······"

Emilia said, "So, if these natives do come here, we have no choice but to evacuate the Americas. ”

"Which tribe is leading?" Dylan asked again.

Emilia shrugged her shoulders and replied helplessly, "I only found out that one of the medium-sized tribes called Illinois has been active lately. ”

"With our current strength, can we wipe out this tribe at once?" Dylan got up and straightened his clothes.

Hearing this, Emilia had already determined Dylan's purpose, and after thinking for a moment, she replied, "This tribe has less than 100,000 combat strength, and the rest are old, weak, sick and disabled. If we're willing to pay some price, solving them all at once won't be a problem. ”

"Okay, then let's take the initiative and unplug this tribe first. Dylan walked to the door, pulled the doorknob with one hand, and said, "This time we will take more prisoners and see if we can get some information out of their mouths." ”

Emilia asked, "Do you want to pull in other forces?"

Dylan thought for a moment, "I've heard that the Alliance is the best at dealing with these natives. Moreover, the one called Alpha is also a good player. With that, Dylan walked out of City Hall.

Emilia looked at Dylan's distant back, and a dangerous glint flashed in her eyes.

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The "Arasitas Festival" is a traditional holiday of the Illinois Indians. In the Aimala language, "Arasitas" means "please buy my things".

During the festival, the people of the Illinois tribe buy a variety of gifts to offer to their "god of happiness, Ekko", hoping that the god will bless them with a stable life and a good harvest in the coming year.

Then there is a big celebration, with women dancing in circles in voluminous skirts and men wearing masks and costumes for various dances.

They reveled from daytime until sunset, and in the evening they gathered on a fire, and men and women sat together and chatted. In the entire tribe, only the tribal leader, Hills, sat alone on the bamboo platform at the top of the stockade.

The majesty of the patriarch makes people dare not get close. They only dare to sit in the corner and talk in private.

"It is said that the Shears patriarch has always kept a straight face. Even when his son was born, he didn't smile. Someone else said, the patriarch was brought down from the sky by a thunderbird, so he never laughed. ”

Medan was gossiping about the patriarch of her tribe, but she never heard anyone around her reply. She turned her head and asked, "Yapachadu, are you listening to me?"

"Huh? Yes, I'm listening. ”

Yapachadu looked at the people who were happy in front of him, but his mood seemed to be a little lost. He said with a gloomy face: "By the way, I still have something to find Master Bart." See you in the evening. After saying that, he ignored Medan's shouts and walked straight to the back of the stockade.

He walked to the back of the stockade, in front of a large, tattered tent, and said respectfully, "O O Zu! "After that, just wait outside.

After a while, a weak voice came from the tent·····; Come on."

Yapachadu heard the reply and lifted the curtain of the door.

I saw that in the tent, an old woman who was so thin that she was only skinned and bones was crawling out of the thick felt.

There were only a few strands of yellow hair left on her head, and all the teeth in her mouth had been lost. A pair of eyes are cloudy and gloomy, like stones fished out of the mud. In the dim light of the fire in the tent, she was like a carrion crawling out of a grave, eerie.

When this terrible old woman saw Yapachadu, she looked like she had seen a relative, with the doting eyes of a parent for a child.

When Yapachadu saw her, he also showed a look of intimacy. He bowed his body and said respectfully, "Old ancestor." The tribe had agreed to join forces to drive out the outsiders. We're not going to set off to the next tribe. ”

The old woman blinked her eyes that seemed to be full of dust, and said weakly: "Enough, plus this tribe······ Enough is enough. We've convinced nine tribes, and they're all strong enough to kill all the outlanders. ”

Yapachadu asked eagerly, "Then we, do we want to do it right away?"

The old woman shook her head: "The leaders of those outsiders are not here. When they come back, we're at war······· Kill them all. ”

The old woman grabbed from the blanket and took out a big centipede with its head and tail and put it in her mouth. With a few crunch clicks, the centipede was eaten by her. After eating something, she seemed to regain some energy, and the tone of her voice was not so weak.

"Those people wiped out the entire Kulen race, leaving only you and me with two immortal monsters. If you hadn't taken me out of the old woods, I would have stayed in there. ”

The old woman's tone was long: "People are afraid of me, they don't dare to come to the old forest, I haven't seen my clansmen for many years." But when I met you, I realized that our Kulen tribe had been exterminated. ”

Yapachadu thought of the night the tribe was wiped out, and he couldn't help himself. His eyes were bloodshot, his complexion turned from yellow to black, his body crackled with a bang, and his body elongated by more than half a meter. A bone spur more than a meter long grew from the back of the buttocks.

Like a big lizard, he lay on the ground and wagged his tail and roared, "I'm going to kill those people." Kill ····· The foreign woman. ”

The old woman watched as Yapachadu transformed from a tall and heroic young Indian into a monster. He said in a tone without any fluctuations: "The snake lizard has absorbed the souls of all the men of the clan, plus the ashes of the patriarch and the shaman, and it will make you." ”

"Yapachadu, you are now the new treasure of our Kulen clan. ”

Yapachadu seemed to be a little deranged, and he roared wildly, "This body does not belong to my people, I want the body of the Kulen." Only the body of the Kulen people can fully exert my strength. ”

The old woman knew that this was the guardian spirit of the Kulen tribe, the "snake lizard", which was eating away at the soul of Yapachadu. If it continues, the soul aggregate led by Yapachadu will be slowly eaten up by the "snake lizard".

If the snakes and lizards cannot be subdued, Apachadu will completely disappear their souls from the world. At that time, the snake lizard will be unrestrained and will become a free demon.

There is only one way to stop the snake lizard from eating souls, and that is to give him a body that belongs to the Cullens. And in this world, there is only the last body left that really belongs to the Kulen people.

The old woman looked at Yapachadu, who was gradually losing her mind, and sighed heavily.