"Act according to the original plan."

"We only have one chance, either he dies or we die."

Ada checked everyone's equipment and made sure that everyone was fully armed, and then gave the order to move in a solemn voice.

All the believers except Abu followed in Ada's footsteps and swaggered towards the volcano.

Qin Ran didn't move.

He is well aware of his position.

He is the hole card of the Yanyang tribe, and he is the strongest combat power prepared for the other party's gods, and he must not easily appear in front of people.

Because once he participates in the war, he will definitely alarm the other party's gods, and it will also make the Shenyu tribe completely alert.

This is the home of the Shenyu tribe, and the Yanyang tribe can only lay the next advantage if they are caught off guard by a wave.

Under Qin Ran's gaze, the hundreds of people in the tribe were like a rabble.

Dressed in thatched robes, they were like a group of refugees, and they didn't even have the slightest momentum.

At the foot of Mt. Shenyu, there are patches of fertile fields.

Thousands of ragged slaves were doing farm work numbly.

Not far from those slaves, there were more than a dozen decent people, looking at them fiercely.

Each of these men was carrying a weapon, and it was a glittering iron weapon.

Just a dozen people were able to subdue this group of slaves.

The reason is simple, among these dozen or so people, there are transcendent beings.

"Cheer me up!"

"If the harvest of the farmland under Lao Tzu's name is not good this year, don't blame Lao Tzu for finding a few people among you to sacrifice to the gods."

Looking at those numb slaves, a middle-aged man who exuded heat all over his body scolded loudly with a fierce expression.

And in the face of this middle-aged man, whether it was those slaves or tribesmen, they all showed fearful expressions.

This is the rule of the Shenyu tribe, where there is an extremely serious class division.

Among the Shenyu tribes, there is nothing more noble than the sacrifices and the gods.

These two beings represent the will of the gods and are incredibly powerful.

And underneath these two categories of people are the transcendent.

The transcendent wields supernatural powers, each of whom is a nobleman of the tribe.

These nobles divided the land and other wealth, and they were superior to the common people.

As for slaves?

The status of the Shenyu tribe is similar to that of the beasts.

It is precisely because of such a class division that the middle-aged man can be so arrogant.

This is his land, but these slaves he borrowed from other transcendental beings.

If the harvest in the field is not good, he will lose blood this year.

"I don't know what this year's harvest will be."

After reprimanding the slaves, the middle-aged man swept his land with gloomy eyes, and then froze there.

"Huh?"

"A bunch... Savage and backward humans? Still wearing thatched clothes? ”

Looking at the Yanyang tribe that was trekking in the distance, the middle-aged man's face showed a stunned expression.

But this stunnedness lasted only a moment, and was replaced by undisguised ecstasy.

"This is a slave sent to the door?"

"As long as I conquer others before they find out, these slaves will be my personal property."

"More than 300 is not much, but it is enough for me."

"How can there be such a good thing?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were extremely hot, and such a thought rose in his heart.

I don't blame him for being arrogant, I just blame the Yanyang tribe for being too unrecognizable.

Hundreds of people were like a rabble, not only did they not have decent weapons in their hands, but they also looked loose and sloppy when they marched forward.

Such a group of fools is simply a wealth sent to the door.

"If any of you dare to move, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

The middle-aged man suddenly seemed to think of something.

Without waiting for the ordinary clansmen to make any moves, he coldly threatened them.

The powerful aura of the transcendent made those clansmen shudder.

Even if some of them have thoughts, they can only stand still at the moment and dare not move.

In the hierarchical Shenyu tribe, transcendents can kill.

Although there is a price to be paid for killing, it is not unbearable.

"It has to be done quickly!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the mountain with fear, and then a look of determination flashed in his fierce eyes.

The blazing fighting qi was running in his body, and his whole body was like a cannonball, rushing towards the Yanyang tribe quickly.

"What Ikki-sama said is true, and the position we chose is good enough."

"The other party can't resist the temptation and plans to strike first."

"He... It shouldn't be Aru's opponent. ”

Looking at the figure rushing quickly, Ada breathed a sigh of relief.

In the plan of the Burning Sun Tribe, the scene in front of them is a crucial part.

"Sun God blesses..."

"Aru is up to you next, and the others are a little tougher."

Seeing that the figure was getting closer and closer, Ada took a deep breath and reminded everyone.

As soon as Ada's words fell, Aru's face showed a hideous smile and took the initiative to greet him.

"A transcendent?"

"Looks like you're the most powerful one in your tribe?"

"Just kill you, and you'll be conquered!"

In the face of a middle-aged man with a violent breath, Aru behaved like an iron man, and he came up with a kind of self-confidence.

And the people behind Aru also showed eager expressions, as if they could conquer the enemy in the next moment.

"Huh?"

"Where did this bunch of fools come from?"

"They don't really think I'm the strongest in the tribe, do they?"

Seeing Aru, who was more than two meters tall, the middle-aged man stopped abruptly, with a strange expression on his face.

This bunch is all stupid, right?

Do you really think that the Shenyu tribe is the kind of barbaric and backward tribe in the wilderness?

"But... This group of fools came just in time. ”

"If they weren't stupid enough, they wouldn't have cheapened me today."

The middle-aged man who wanted to understand this showed a hideous smile.

He looked at Aru, who was like an iron tower, and could clearly feel the huge amount of qi and blood in the other party's body.

Coupled with Aru's previous statement, the middle-aged man, under his inertial thinking, instinctively thinks that Aru is the most powerful one.

This most powerful wants to kill himself and then conquer the Shenyu tribe.

And it just so happens that ... I also want to kill this most powerful one, and then conquer this group of fools.

After all, in the perception of the strong man, Aru's breath was far inferior to his own.

The one who is truly confident should be himself.

"Give me death!"

Without any warning, a rolling heat wave suddenly erupted around the big man, heading towards Aru.

Although his fighting spirit could not be released, the violent and fiery aura was terrifying enough.

Ordinary people can't afford to resist at all in the face of the aura on the big man's body.

However, it was not an ordinary person who faced the Great Han, but the berserker Aru of the Yanyang Tribe.