Marlowe didn't expect the Great Chief to purge the entire grassland, if this was true, I don't know how many people would die under the butcher's knife of the red-skinned orcs, and the suggestive words of the black blade kept echoing in his mind.

"If you can seize this opportunity, then you may be able to gather enough strength to stand up to the redskinned orcs...... Strength...... Power ......"

Yes, the Warcry Tribe did not have enough strength to allow the red-skinned orcs to raise their butcher's knives with impunity, because without strength, hundreds of tribesmen would die at the hands of their enemies, because without strength, they could not even defend the home they had worked so hard to build, and because they did not have strength, their father suffered and could not do anything himself.

Standing by the waterhole and thinking about it for a long time, Marlowe finally made up his mind not to consult the rest of the tribe this time, he was now the chief, and he was going to be the sole ruler for once!

Marlowe is no longer the Marlowe of the past, this encounter finally made him have a qualitative transformation, he has understood that if he wants to protect his father's dream, protect his relatives and friends, and protect the stable and peaceful life of his people, he must make himself stronger, let the whole tribe become stronger, as long as his decision is beneficial to the tribe, even if he will sacrifice himself, it is not terrible to sacrifice others, because all sacrifices will be meaningful.

Exhaling the turbid breath that had been suppressed in his chest, Marlowe felt for the first time that his mind was so clear and his body was so powerful.

Looking at the cascading waterfall, he believed that the Warcry Tribe would one day gather the power of all the rivers like the sea, and the happy life that everyone longed for would surely come.

The night is getting thicker, the moon is hanging in the sky, and the land is quiet. Marlowe began to return to the dwarven station.

After walking for a while, there was a sudden roar of wild beasts in the jungle, and Marlowe stopped to listen carefully to the unusual noise, as if some beast was fighting, and he decided to go over and take a look.

After a quick run of a few hundred meters in the direction from which the sound came from, Marlowe finally saw the two beasts fighting.

One is a brown bear with a belly as large as the Kodomon, this fat brown bear is huge and powerful, its chest and abdomen are covered with a layer of thick and hard hard armor, and its front paws are thick and sharp, and if it is caught, it will inevitably doom. On the other side is a snow-white steppe frost wolf, this frost wolf is on three legs, and there are several wounds on its body, large and small, these wounds are new and old, and the wound that now has blood must have been wounded by the brown bear in front of it.

This was the same frost wolf that was hunted down by the Orem Wolf cavalry that day, and that day the frost wolf had disappeared without a trace after passing through the eagle's beak pass, and Marlowe had thought that he would not see it for a long time, but he did not expect to encounter it in such a situation.

The frostwolf's forefoot was injured, and it was very difficult to move, and it was weak that it had barely eaten during this time, so it was very difficult to dodge, but it was still fearless and waiting for the opportunity to fight back.

The foraging brown bear spotted it a few minutes earlier and attacked when he saw it was weak.

The Frostwolf had never seen such a large, fanged jungle beast, and had been slightly injured at first, but it had a lot of combat experience after roaming the grasslands alone for a long time, and it was also very intelligent, and after a few losses, it learned the way the opponent attacked, and now it slowly moved its steps to make the opponent pay a terrible price.

The brown bear man stood up, and then slapped the frost wolf with two huge front paws with the strength of his body weight, which was the fastest way for the belly brown bear to attack, and as long as it was within the arm span, it was within its attack range, and the thin "puppy" in front of him had suffered several losses in a row.

The big tree blocked the frostwolf's retreat, and this attack by the brown bear was bound to take a heavy hit.

At this moment, an arrow with the chirping of a falcon hit the broad back of the brown bear, and the brown bear gave up the attack in pain, and its claws slammed on the ground and shook countless leaves, and it turned to look for the murderer who attacked him, only to see a man standing not far away, who was holding a longbow higher than the dwarf at him.

Roar!

The brown bear roared angrily and turned and rushed towards Marlowe, trying to shred the creature that was disturbing its hunt, but before it could take two steps, there was a sharp pain in its hind legs, and when it turned its head, it saw that the white "puppy" was biting its leg.

Furious, it forgot that there was a guy with sharp teeth behind him, and the brown bear turned to grab the frostwolf's head, only to be dodged in time.

Then another arrow flew deep into the back of the brown bear, and the brown bear was beaten on the ground by the enemy in some frenzy, and it had never been so embarrassed since it had occupied the jungle, and it chased after the frost wolf with a bloody mouth, and the frost wolf immediately ran towards the dense forest.

Driving the immobile creature into the distance, the brown bear in the belly ran towards Marlowe, a huge but fast man who would clumsily change direction and dodge every time he saw Mallo's bow.

Marlowe shot several arrows in a row but missed the vital point of the belly armor brown bear, and when the two sides were still about 20 meters away, Marlowe shot the seventh arrow, at this time the belly armor brown bear man suddenly stood up, and the arrow shot on the heavy hard armor and was bounced away.

He immediately shot the arrow again, this time infusing it with magic. But the arrow also failed to penetrate the hard armor of the brown bear, and the brown bear seemed to have found Marlowe's weakness, and it ran towards Marlowe standing upright.

"No wonder people say that the belly brown bear is half a monster, it turns out that its belly armor is not only extremely hard, but also can defend against magic!" The thought flashed through Marlowe's mind, and then he changed his strategy and aimed the arrow at the brown bear's head, which was much smaller than its broad body, and the irregular swaying from side to side made it more difficult.

The frost wolf reappeared behind the brown bear, it opened its mouth to bite the brown bear's leg and continued to pull hard, the brown bear could not hold on and fell back to the ground, Marlowe also shot an arrow at this time, and the arrow flew over the brown bear's head and plunged into the distant tree.

"Hey, don't mess around, cooperate with me!" Marlowe complained with some annoyance, if it hadn't been for the intervention of the frostwolf, the arrow would have been shot in the eye of the brown bear.

This person and a wolf are cooperating for the first time, and they are not tacit at all, but they have brought a steady stream of trouble to the brown bear, and after a while, more than a dozen arrows were shot on the back of the brown bear, and even one of its ears was shot off.

The brown bear finally had a hint of retreat, and it bared its teeth and roared, trying to scare off the two attackers, but Marlowe and Frostwolf did not intend to let it go, and the frostwolf bit the bloody wound of the brown bear again, and the great pain made the brown bear open its mouth and roar in pain.

And now! Marlowe's shimmering arrow left the bowstring and struck into the brown bear's open jaw, and then the arrow came out from behind the bear's stubby neck.

With a loud bang, the body of the brown bear finally fell to the ground.

Turning the elven longbow behind him, Marlowe slowly walked towards the frostwolf not far away, who crawled on the ground with some exhaustion, his body already stained red with blood.

Marlowe walked a few steps away and stopped, then slowly crouched down, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other coldly, Marlowe suddenly felt that he understood the other party, he slowly approached the frost wolf, and then looked at the other party's badly injured front legs.

The bones in his legs were broken and deformed, and if he was not treated, the frost wolf would never have been able to run and jump properly, which was tantamount to a death sentence for a wild animal.

"Come with me, can I heal your leg?" Marlowe asked, looking into the other's eyes.

The frostwolf grinned and growled under his breath, then slowly stood up.

Marlowe knew that the other party agreed with him, so he also stood up and walked towards the dwarf station, and after taking a few steps, he looked back to see that the frostwolf was jumping and jumping behind him, looking very difficult. Marlowe had to suggest, "I'll carry you over." ”

The frostwolf opened its mouth again and let out a low, angry roar, as if to say that the dignity of the frostwolf could not be trampled on.

"What a proud guy. Seeing that the other party was unwilling, Marlowe could only slow down and walk towards the dwarven station.