In the expectant eyes of the people of the Snow Ape tribe, two figures came from outside the village, and gradually became clear in front of people's eyes.

"Elder Möngke, I'm back!" The sturdy body was covered with scars, the snow-white body hair was stained with red blood, and the arms were weakly resting on Marcus's shoulders, and the weak body was completely relying on Marcus's strength to move forward, and Gu Lie, who was handsome among the orcs, looked at Möngke in the crowd and barely withdrew a smile.

"It's good to come back!!It's good to come back!" Meng Ge excitedly stepped forward to greet Gu Lie, carefully checked Gu Lie's injuries, and after making sure that they were all flesh wounds, Meng Ge was completely relieved.

Many young warriors excitedly greeted Gu Lie, talking about their worries.

"This is" his eyes swept to the dark green scales leaking out behind Gu Lie, Xia Zuo's pupils suddenly tightened, and his eyes looked at Gu Lie suddenly changed, if it was really something he wanted, then this Gu Lie was definitely not simple.

"God Campas bless!, my children are back in the tribe!Now the sacrifice continues!" the wrinkles on the Grand Elder's face piled into deep folds in his smile.

"Great Elder, I've lost, Gu Lie is the new leader!" Marcus touched the back of his head with a slightly lonely smile, and in the puzzled eyes of the clansmen, Marcus lifted the dark green scales behind Gu Lie.

"My god Kampas" "Kampas is above"

Even the elders of Meng Ge couldn't help but gasp, and the stunned Snow Ape Clansmen's exclamations were one after another.

"It's really this thing" Xia Zuo, who had been prepared, smiled secretly bitterly in his heart, as soon as this thing came out, his plan to support Marcus as the leader of Quinn, and then merge it into the Saiyan tribe suddenly failed.

"Sand snake skin, it's really sand snake skin" Meng Ge's eyes were slightly red, and his rough and powerful palm trembled slightly, and he took the dark green snake skin bundled into a roll from Marcus's hand.

A volley was unfolded, and a dark green snake skin with a length of ten meters was displayed in front of the eyes of the Snow Ape Clan, and being able to kill such a fierce beast independently was enough to prove Gu Lie's bravery, not to mention that the Sand Snake and the Quinn tribe still had hatred.

This dark green giant snake, called the wasteland sand snake, is a kind of wasteland overlord beast in general with the wasteland saber-toothed tiger, the initial growth is only one inch, every five years the snake metamorphoses and grows one meter, until adulthood, the scale armor is as black as ink, hard as steel, the sword is difficult to hurt, comes and goes like the wind, the speed is fast and the strength is strong, more ferocious than the wasteland saber-toothed tiger.

Fortunately, the sand snake has very low fecundity, although it is ferocious, but in the gravel wasteland, the number is extremely rare, and Xia Zuo only learned about this fierce beast from the oral accounts of the old people of the Saiyan tribe.

This snakeskin is only ten meters long, dark green in color, it has only grown for ten years, and it is far from adulthood, otherwise relying on the peak strength of Gu Lie's intermediate warriors, even if he pays such an injury, there is absolutely no possibility of hunting.

The previous leader of the Quinn tribe, the same age as Meng Ge, as the only senior warrior of the Quinn tribe, when leading the hunting, because he encountered a wasteland sand snake with a body nearly thirty meters long, in order to reduce losses, the previous leader did not hesitate to return to the danger to fight the sand snake alone, although he successfully led the sand snake away, but in the end he was physically exhausted under the violent impact of the sand snake, and died in the mouth of the sand snake.

"Warriors!! Warriors !!"

"Boss!!Boss!"

Gu Lie hunted the sand snake alone, not only proved his bravery, but also avenged the previous leader, the snow ape people suddenly boiled, shouted around Gu Lie, their excited faces were as red as blood, and they roared with their strength and frantically hammered their chests, colliding with the weapons in their hands.

None of the clansmen objected, including Marcus, and although he pouted and was unwilling to lose to Gu Lie, his brave brother had the support of the whole village, and he would only be happy for him, and he would not have any other thoughts.

"Boss, I've let you down!" Marcus found Natsuzo, who was staying under the eaves, touching the back of his head and smirking.

"You're doing the right thing!he'll be a good leader!" Xia Zuo chuckled as he looked at the crowd of Gu Lie, then looked at Marcus and smiled, "You're also a true Snow Ape Clan warrior!"

With Gu Lie's injury, without the help of Marcus, he would never be able to return to the tribe before the sacrifice was completed, if that was the case, the position of the tribal leader would naturally fall on Marcus's head, and under the witness of the god Kampas, even if Gu Lie returned to the tribe after the sacrifice, although he would be revered by the clansmen, it would never be possible to get the position of leader.

This point, even if Marcus is stunned, he will not be unexpected, but as a Campasian, even if he wants to become the leader of the tribe, he must use his fists, his own strength and courage to obtain, and despicable conspiracies are only things that humans can do.

"Hehe" In Marcus's heart, Xia Zuo was the most powerful and terrifying warrior he had ever seen, and when he was praised by the people he admired, Marcus immediately touched the back of his head and smiled.

"Woo" The desolate horn sounded again, and the boiling and noisy snow ape people gradually quieted down, solemnly surrounding the altar.

The newly washed Gu Lie walked up to the altar with heavy steps, and the dense scars on the burly body were the highest honor for the warriors, and he worshiped the bright moon in the air.

The snow-white body hair glowed dimly under the moon, and the tired body gave birth to strength out of thin air, stood up firmly, walked to the elders on the altar praying to the sky, and knelt down on one knee.

"Great Tempus God, the light of your honor shines on your people, please bless this brave warrior and let the Quinn tribe prosper under his leadership!" the Great Elder raised his arms and shouted to the heavens in prayer.

The two elders beside him stepped forward in turn, the first elder brought a crown of feathers of hundreds of birds of prey for Gu Lie, and the second elder put on a cloak sewn by hundreds of beasts of prey for him.

"Knock knock" sounded in unison, and the snow ape people struggled to stomp on the ground, and the whole earth trembled slightly under their feet in the thick sound.

Meng Ge, who was covered in red blood, slowly walked into the ring step by step in the beat of the clansmen's trampling, holding a spear as long as three meters in his hand, I don't know what kind of beast a bone grinding, the whole body is pure white and clean like jade, especially in the moonlight, the white jade-colored spear seems to have a streamer turning, which is even more sacred.

"Guree Quinn, are you willing to take the spear and become the leader of the Quinn tribe, and take on the duty of guarding the tribe from now on, even if you pay with your life for it?" the Great Elder closed his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be instantly sacred.

"Under the witness of the god Kampas! I, Gullie Quinn, willingly!" Gulie beat his chest with one hand and replied in the firmest tone, living for the tribe and dying for the tribe, he would never hesitate in the slightest.

"Bless you, my child!" a smile of joy appeared on the face of the Great Elder who opened his eyes, and his thumb was stained with the blood blessed by the God of War on the altar, and a bloody mark was smeared on the center of Gu Lie's eyebrows.

Then the other two elders also stepped forward to bless in the name of the god of war, and painted blood marks on Gu Lie's cheeks.

In the end, it was Meng Ge who was holding the white bone spear, and after solemnly handing the spear to Gu Lie, Meng Ge smiled and drew a blood mark under Gu Lie's lips, "Congratulations, my child, in the light of the god of Campas, your father will be proud of you!"

"Thank you for your teachings, Uncle Mengke!" Gu Lie stood up in a deep thank you and saluted Meng Ge's respectful disciple.

"Chief!" said Möngke with his fist on his chest, as the three elders saluted the new leader of the tribe as they placed their fists on their chests.

"Chief!" the Quinn people around the altar, fists in front of their chests, bowed the haughty heads of the Kampas to their new leader.

"Roar" The right hand holding the bone spear was raised to the sky, and Gu Lie raised the sky to let out a roar full of battle intent.

"Roar" Regardless of the elderly, children, warriors, women, hundreds of people of the Quinn tribe raised their weapons and fists at the same time and roared into the sky, and the unyielding fighting spirit that rose to the sky shocked the birds in the distant woods of the tribe and flew into the sky in a panic.

At the end of the sacrifice, the new leader Gu Lie personally wielded the knife, and the shining butcher's knife skillfully dissolved the thin skin of the giant bear hanging on the altar, deboned and broken it into fist-sized pieces of meat, and distributed the food blessed by the god of war to everyone in the tribe.

The people of Kampas never waste the slightest bit of food, even if it is a beast of prey sacrificed to the god of war, as long as they are worshipful in their hearts and in fear of the gods.

At the end of the sacrifice, the beasts that were sacrificed would become a gift from the god of war to his people, and if they ate such meat, they would be blessed by the god Kampas and become stronger.

"Chief Xia Zuo, welcome to the Quinn tribe, and thank you for taking care of Marcus, if it weren't for you, I would probably have lost this brother!" As the new leader of the Quinn tribe, Gu Lie personally held a bear paw and bear bile in his hands, and came to Xia Zuo to welcome the powerful leader of the Saiyan tribe.

In the words, he obviously already knew what happened to Marcus and Xia Zuo, and he knew Marcus's character well, so he naturally knew what the result would be if Marcus faced the saber-toothed tiger directly.

"Gu Lie, what do you mean? Don't think that I will be afraid of you if you become the leader? Are you saying that I can't beat that saber-toothed tiger?" Marcus had no awe of the new leader, and shouted with an unhappy face, although even he knew that this was an implementation, but he would not admit it from time to time, especially after Gu Lie hunted the sand snake, if he admitted it, wouldn't he say that he was inferior to him?

For his straightforward character, Gu Lie and others have long understood him, and they are even more cordial when they think of him like this.

In an instant, under Marcus's blank gaze, people looked at him and laughed strangely.

"You're kind to the leader of the Gurlies, it's my luck to meet Marcus, and I'm even more fortunate to have watched this traditional sacrifice in the Quinn tribe!" "A tribe's sacrificial ritual represents the inheritance of a tribe and a race, and from this point of view, the Quinn tribe has left the Saiyan tribe, which is blank in this regard, far behind.

"Roar" was when the tribesmen of the Quinn tribe were laughing and dancing, singing and dancing around the bonfire, baking the delicious bear meat given by the god of war, and a domineering and fierce tiger roar resounded through the world.

At the same time, Xia Zuo, who was smiling and picking up the bear meat, suddenly changed his face in shock, and even the bear meat in his hand accidentally fell.

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