The wolf control man's name is James, who died in a gang fire in his previous life, but was accidentally rescued by a system and left in this wild primitive world.

Relying on the points obtained from the first two plunders, he exchanged the werewolf bloodline and the ability to go berserk from the system, and overwhelmed the tribe among the others, becoming the undisputed leader of the tribe.

He called himself the Son of God, and with the blessing of the power of the system, these primitive people worshipped him.

Now he looked contemptuously at Camelina, the primitive native whom he regarded as an Oriental Traveler.

On the other hand, the tribesmen were furious because James kicked the six sons to the ground, and they didn't notice the strength of James's kick, and the excitement generated after stabbing a few people to death could be maintained for a while.

In the eyes of the camelina, there is anger, surprise and fear, death is the great horror, and the unknown before death is the most tormenting will.

He stood in the middle of the line, and the closest to the fall of the six sons, and he knew that the force of that kick was even stronger than the boar's charge.

But as the commander, he could not be intimidated, and if he fled, he would only be displaced like the tribes of licorice and locust flowers. Perhaps the yellow-haired tribe will follow the footsteps of their arrival and make their way south to the houses by the Tao River.

Gotta calm down!

Holding back the panic in his heart, he clutched the shield on his left forearm and shouted, "Raise your spear, stab!" ”

A month of discipline had accustomed the clansmen to the command of the horse, and ten spears were pierced from the ranks.

The corners of James's mouth crooked, and he took a few steps back, after having werewolf blood and starting to go berserk, his various body data had already surpassed the scope of humans, and the queue that was invincible against ordinary people could only block him in the hole at this time.

James's people, on the other hand, cowered in the cave and did not dare to step forward, and after being stabbed to death in an instant, they realized that the group of people in front of them was not something they could deal with at all.

Only the army of God can slaughter another God's people, and the entrance to the cave at this moment is the battlefield of God!

The myth of James's invincibility has now become a burden to the battle, and no matter how much he insults and shouts at his people, no one dares to step forward.

He was proud of his own strength, so he naturally didn't have the time to make up a world of multiple gods, so he didn't have the concept of jihad.

Under the long-standing primitive worship, the animistic belief born by the tribe and the reverence for the gods made James suffer from himself.

When Camelina confronted James at the entrance of the cave, the battle on Gu Guo's side came to an end.

Animals are animals after all, and even if they are human, they are only the prey of humans armed with spears.

No matter how rough the skin and thick flesh were, more than 20 people grinded for a few minutes, and the two wolves finally fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss.

Seeing that the camelina was still standing at the entrance of the cave and rubbing, Gu Guo realized that something was wrong, he beckoned Pigskin and the others, and ignored the two wolf corpses lying motionless on the ground, and hurried towards the direction of the cave.

A group of people gathered around the entrance of the cave, and saw the men in the cave shouting in a language they did not understand, constantly attacking the shield array, but they were forced back by a spear.

James has become stronger, but it does not mean that he is invincible, against a single human, he is crushing. A close close punch can hit a person with a force of hundreds of kilograms, and he will either die or cripple when it hits a person, but he has no way to deal with the nineteen people in front of him at the moment.

He felt that what was in front of him was a cowardly sea urchin, and he would only use his spear to push him back.

In fact, James could have relied on his physical fitness to knock over the shield bearer in the front row, and then leave a few bloody holes in his body and escape.

But the pride that came with being born in the Bald Eagle family did not allow him to be chased and beaten by a group of primitive people like rats in the sewers, not to mention that this group of primitive people still had the face of an Oriental.

When Gu Guo approached the entrance of the cave, he heard the man in the cave say a bunch of insulting words to East Asians, even if there was no systematic translation, the unsightly words brought Gu Guo into the memories of the two devils on the Internet in his previous life.

"Damn it, poke him to death!"

"Damn Yellowskin Monkey ......"

Before the system could finish the words that were automatically translated into Gu Guo's ear, a spear flew out of his side and stuck straight into James's neck.

The pigskin, who had just arrived, threw the only spear in his hand.

James looked in the direction of Gu Guo in disbelief, the powerful repair ability of the werewolf bloodline did not make him fall in the first place, he didn't expect this group of primitives to actually engage in a sneak attack.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

More than a dozen arrows arrived in an instant, and after being hit in the neck, he lost his ability to go berserk, and James could only rely on his werewolf blood-reinforced body to resist this round of arrows.

"Phew! Phew! Phew! ”

The arrows were almost all hit, and James clutched one hand around his neck, dragging his spear to dodge only two of them sluggishly, and the rest burrowed firmly into his skin.

"Second row, thorns!"

Seeing that the person in front of him had been hit so hard, Purple didn't care what composition he was made of, and immediately ordered the spear to thrust.

This traverser, who once called himself the Son of God, was poked into a hedgehog by a group of primitive natives.

James finally saw a corner of the hole, an eleven or twelve-year-old primitive, who gave him an international friendly gesture, and whimpered with his life.

The people of the yellow-haired tribe saw that the leader who had been able to fight with the wolf ** and was infinitely powerful, was now poked to death by the enemy's spear, and the huge contrast made them kneel down one after another, shouting words like asking God for forgiveness.

But she couldn't understand a word, and after the people of the yellow-haired tribe knelt down, the human bones hidden in the cave were unobstructed. The yellow-haired child was trembling in the arms of his mothers, sobbing and choking.

She glanced at the six sons who held a pile of bones in his arms, the latter's chest had completely collapsed, and the animal skin clothes had been poked out of two large holes by the broken ribs, and by his tenacious will, he was finally with his sister forever before he died.

"What about the rest?"

The birch in the queue asked, and the clansmen lowered their voices and exchanged ears. And those yellow-haired people looked desperate, the god son of their tribe died, will the team of the outer gods in front of them kill them all?

"Kill, leave no one."

After all, he didn't make people wait too long, Gu Guo gritted his teeth and said.

He was worried that the traveler from the Bald Eagle would leave a back hand in the tribe, and it would be troublesome to get a filthy earth reincarnation when the time came.

As for capturing the rest of the people as slaves and fertility tools, Gu Guo didn't have that hobby.

A crisp order ended the fate of a tribe.

He closed his eyes and turned away, and there was a terrible howl behind him.

Gu Guo knew that every yellow-haired person present was not innocent, they had all drunk the blood of their clansmen and eaten their flesh.

There are no eggs under the nest.