The Homo sapiens leaders made up their minds to attack today, not out of blindness.

According to his observations, the defenses of these strange creatures are decreasing day by day, and today, they are reduced to completely undefended.

The creatures that resembled the little wolf, and the big man who looked dangerous, were not here at this time, only the big meat nest seemed to be in the center of the lake, breathing slowly and pulsating, and the red creatures on the surface of the lake were quietly exuding a fragrance.

He knew that these were precious foods.

He is a Homo sapiens leader, and although he is very primitive, he is not a fool. He could see that the giant creature was constantly absorbing the nutrients from the lake's water, and using those nutrients to create these sweet and fragrant objects.

So, these red things are food.

If you can capture this huge lair, it means that your tribe will have a food source that will never be lacking, and you will no longer have to run around and venture for food.

If they can't take this nest, it doesn't hurt, scavenge the lake and scavenge the food to keep them hungry for a long time.

What if you don't bother with this nest?

As it stands, there may not be anything for now, but it seems that the nest will grow, expand, and by the time it begins to crowd the tribe's territory, it will be too late.

All in all, attacking this sudden intrusion is the inevitable choice of the tribe at the moment.

That's the battle!

The day he chose was the "Coming of Age Day," which is traditionally passed down by the tribe.

He wants to use the blood of those newly promoted warriors to pour a better tomorrow for the tribe!

The night before, he had announced that on the second day there would be a grand coming-of-age ceremony, which would be attended by all the members of his clan.

Although they had never seen the world and didn't know what kind of state the grand ceremony should be, the Homo sapiens still took out their sense of ritual and imagination, and the totems, deer blood, and fuel were all arranged, and the atmosphere of the whole territory was booming, so lively.

In the middle of the tribal territory, a circular altar was dug up, and the altar was smeared with blue-gray cement made of mud and plant ash, painted with green paint from mashed apricot leaves, and painted with red stone to a wonderful pattern. According to Grandma Wu, these lines give people courage and strength.

Torches were lit around the altar, and the smoke and wonderful aroma made the whole scene even more serious.

At this time, all the members of the tribe had gathered around the altar, including all men, women, and children, and the leader and the witch grandmother were at the head of the altar, and in front of them were young men standing neatly, all of whom had successfully passed the warrior examination during this time.

Among them is Shuoyue, who has a big waist and a round waist, dark skin, and at first glance, he really looks a bit like a cow.

On one side of the altar, in the front row stood the parents of these young "warriors", looking at them with proud eyes, while on the other side, there were unmarried women, some of them looked at these new "warriors" shyly, and some looked at them with a generous look, looking at these young men with strong blood and strength upside down.

Standing on the outskirts were the clansmen who had not yet reached adulthood, and Mochizuki should have been among them, but at this time, he had slipped away in advance according to the agreement with the master.

The atmosphere around the altar was lively, and the tribal chief, feeling that the time was ripe, stood up and said to everyone with great vigour:

"Clansmen! Today is a big day! ”

Hearing the leader begin to speak, the clansmen fell silent, and the leader was pleased with the effect.

As is customary, the tribal leader performs the "rite of passage" – that is, smearing the face of each young warrior with deer blood and kissing their foreheads.

After completing all the processes, these little warriors will be considered complete adults.

Returning to his position, the leader did not announce the dissolution of the meeting, but continued: "My good Erlangs, today is an important day, not only the day you become warriors, but also the day you actually go to battle! ”

Hearing this, the little warriors who were boiling with blood just now pricked up their ears.

The leader was to say his worries about the lair, and naturally, his words tried his best to exaggerate the evil of the lair and the threat to the tribe.

Because his speech was extremely exaggerated and emotionally contagious, the clansmen nodded their heads when they heard it, and they really felt that the nest of the disaster was very threatening.

Then, the leader changed his words, took out the strength of his tribe's warriors, and praised them fiercely, and then looked forward to the future of occupying the lair, and heard the excitement of these newly promoted little warriors.

It turned out that the tribal leader was not in vain to become a leader, and his pre-war mobilization was very successful, which stimulated the morale of the tribe at that time.

"Kill!" Finally, the leader spat out a word very bloodily.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldiers below were enthusiastic and raised their hands and shouted together.

The tribal leader raised his bone spear, led the warriors, and left the tribal territory with agility, and began to march vigorously towards the Scourge lair.

Nearly 100 Homo sapiens warriors, armed with all kinds of weapons in their hands: stone knives, wooden sticks, bone sticks, sang high along the way, followed behind the tribal leader, and marched towards the lair.

Never since the birth of their tribe had so many warriors marched together, so in their opinion, this team of nearly 100 people could be called a "great army".

Soon, the Scourge Lair appeared in front of them, and the tribesmen smelled the sweet scent of spores wafting from the air.

Sure enough, as the leader judged, there was no guard power around the entire Scourge lair, and not even a single pawed dog could be seen.

"Rush to the monster, tear it down, and take over the entire lake!" The chief gives the order.

"Whew!"

The group of Homo sapiens soon rushed to the surface of the lake, their feet resting on the fungus blanket supported by the stems, but they were steady and did not shake at all.

The fungus blanket was sparsely distributed, and the Homo sapiens jumped around, each foot firmly on the stem tube, and continued to advance towards the central nest.

As all Homo sapiens descended into the hinterland of the mushroom blanket, a mutation suddenly occurred.

The tribal leader led all the tribesmen to the front, and suddenly, a pillar of flesh protruded from the stem under his feet.

The flesh column has thorns on its body, and it grows like a bamboo shoot, gradually taking the shape of a tower.

The Flesh Tower lifted the tribal leader into the air, and he fell from the top of the Meat Tower without standing still.

"What's the situation?"

His doubts only lasted less than half a second.

Because in the next moment, the thorns on the tower of flesh suddenly stretched out sharply, piercing deep into the leader's body.

"Ahhhhh

The bloodied leader let out a scream.

He was pinned in the air by flesh thorns, fluttering like a terrible flag.

The Homo sapiens warriors below waited with their eyes wide and their mouths open.

This terrifying picture shocked all of them.

"It's ...... What the hell? A Homo sapiens warrior muttered.

【Tower of Thorns】

Health: 500

Armor: 50

Attack: 50

ps. Can be built on any tile in the territory, and automatically defends against the invasion of the plot.