"What do we do now?" asked the two-headed monster.

The two of them were surrounded by corpses at the moment, and those beast-skin warriors naturally had no value in existence after torture the information.

Unconsciously, the two-headed man was subdued by Sige's momentum, and he actually began to look at him.

"First of all, we have to be clear about what our goal is this time?" said Seeger, rubbing his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Nature is plundering resources, the more the merrier!" said the two-headed man subconsciously.

According to the rules, after three months, only the three squads that have plundered the most resources will be promoted.

"Not bad. Sieg smiled: "Then how can we plunder the most resources in three months?"

"Forehead ......" The two-headed monster fell into thought at the same time.

"Organize!" a glint flashed in Sig's eyes, and he said, "No matter how strong the two of us are, there are only two of us after all. In just three months, the best way to maximize resources is to organize as many people as possible to help us!"

A person's energy is limited, and many times it takes the power of the organization to plunder the maximum resources.

This is also the origin of the many interdimensional companies of Infinite Space.

"Makes sense, let's start recruiting. The two-headed man grinned, and one of the heads, Brown, seemed to have figured out something at once.

Sieg shook his head, glanced at him with disdain, and said, "Are you stupid, the two of us built an organization from scratch, which takes a lot of time. Rather than that, it is better to go directly to the ready-made organizations in this world and directly use the existing resources. ”

"Hey, my brother's head hasn't been very flexible. Another head named El gloated.

The head of the next Brown showed an embarrassed look.

"And the largest organization in this world......" Sieg's eyes began to look into the distance, and his voice became colder: "It's the royal court!"

......

In the middle of a dense forest, a row of strong beast-skin warriors carried a huge and luxurious palanquin.

At the front of the procession were rows of women covered in ornate feathers, holding flags aloft and leading the way at the front.

The linen-clothed banner was hunting in the wind, and it depicted a winged tiger. The tiger bared its two terrifying fangs, and at this moment it seemed to be soaring above the white clouds.

On either side of the palanquin, there are several totemic warriors covered in tattoos. The men were dark-skinned, with tattoos on their faces, and they carried quivers on their backs and scimitars at their waists.

There were hundreds of people in this group, lined up in a mighty row and marched towards the royal court.

They came from the Flying Tiger Tribe, and this time they were going to attend the annual Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice Conference. At this time of year, the chiefs of the various tribes on this wild continent will personally lead people to the royal court.

The civilization of this world is extremely primitive, and even wheels have not been built, so they can only rely on manpower to carry sedan chairs.

Inside the palanquin sat a young man in his twenties, his face smeared with strange paint, and a garment made entirely of the feathers of alien beasts. He was now hugging left and right, lying on a tiger skin. The palanquin is lined with colorful fruits that you can get by raising your hand.

He was wearing a black crown on his head, which seemed to be made of some special material, and it was able to emit a faint halo, making this person look somewhat holy and majestic.

"Hey, what kind of place is this, why don't you even have a tribe to rest?" the chief grumbled, as he seemed a little sleepy.

Usually on the way to the royal court, there are various tribes, large and small, that they can use to stop and repair. But I don't know how long I've been gone today, and I still haven't even seen a tribe.

"Chief, this was formerly the territory of the White Light Tribe......," a totem warrior hesitated for a moment, but leaned over to explain.

Hearing the name of the White Light Tribe, the young chief's face visibly changed drastically.

He had also heard the prophecy, which was left by the last high priest of the royal court before his death, and it was very credible.

It is rumored that demons will descend in the white light and destroy the entire world.

According to common sense, this white light should refer to the White Light Tribe, so the prophecy should say that the White Light Tribe will give birth to a demon and destroy the entire world.

Under this speculation, all the males of the White Light Tribe, including the children, were slaughtered, and there was not a single one left.

This has also created this large area of no man's land.

"The territory of the White Light Demon is really unlucky. The young chief gritted his teeth and said to the left and right, "Speed up, I don't want to spend the night here tonight." ”

"Okay. Several totem warriors next to him immediately waved the whip in their hands and whipped at the strong man in animal skin carrying the sedan chair, and at the moment the eyes of these strong men in animal skin became more and more blood-red, and suddenly it was as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their speed began to soar.

They followed the path in the forest, all the way, and it didn't take long for the speed to slow down again.

Because there were two figures in front of them in the middle of the road.

The two men stood quietly in the middle of the road, dressed in gorgeous clothes. In a world where productivity is generally not high, people who can afford to wear clothes other than animal skins are generally not too low.

One of them was a handsome young man, wearing a cowboy hat and carrying a musket at his waist. The other person actually had two heads and a strong body.

They were in the middle of the road, just enough to block the advance of the group.

A tattooed totem warrior frowned and walked up first.

He couldn't figure out where these two people came from, in case it was someone from other big tribes, it wouldn't be good if they collided.

"Two—" The totem warrior stepped forward, ready to speak.

Suddenly, the young man in the suit pulled a musket from his waist and pulled the trigger on the totem warrior's head.

The musket was silvery-white, and the moment the trigger was pulled, the mysterious lines carved around it began to glow blood-red, outlining blood-colored lines on the body of the gun.

Bang.

A gunshot rang out, and blood splattered everywhere. The totem warrior, who was almost quasi-first-level strength, instantly exploded like a watermelon, splattering brain plasma blood all over the ground.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was directly shot in the head by the young man.

The muzzle of the silver musket smoked from it, and the young man in the cowboy hat slowly inserted it back into his waist.

"Do it!" he said softly.

At that moment, the two-headed monster next to him smirked, and the muscles of his body squirmed, and suddenly began to grow.

In an instant, he seemed to change his form, and in the blink of an eye, he became a ten-meter-tall giant.

The muscles on the two-headed giant's body were as terrifying as sarcoma, and a punch blasted down, and the explosive force directly smashed the ground into a huge crater.

Like swatting mosquitoes, countless beast skin people were directly slapped into a pool of flesh and blood by the giant force.