In the forest southeast of Finai, a hunting team composed of three original trolls encountered a monster that could spray acid while hunting.

In the sudden encounter, although the hunting team did not show attrition;

One of the trolls, however, was injured by failing to dodge the acid splash in time;

And there were symptoms of self-healing ability failure, and the wound did not heal for a long time, and I was immediately frightened.

In the end, it was the captain's clever brain that helped the injured person remove a large piece of flesh from the affected area, which regained his self-healing power.

In the process, some overly clever captains realized that this was a rare magical beast that was quite valuable to the tribe, and made the decision to continue to pursue despite the danger.

So, instead of complying with the rule that 'it is best to return at night, if you can't return in time, find a safe place to light a fire and rest', the group of trolls chased the monster in front of them overnight and ran out for a long distance.

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"Stonetooth, let's leave... Too far, dangerous. A hunter from the same tooth background persuaded.

"It's okay, the witch doctor said, Warcraft is good; We're going to take its crystal, it's okay if it's dangerous, we're strong. ”

Since Shi Fang, who is the captain, has made such a decision, the other two trolls from the Fang in the team will naturally not insist on going back;

And the 7 trolls who originally belonged to Finai and Nomen don't have the confidence to raise objections for the time being.

Along the way, they didn't go to the hard steel confronting the demonic beast, but just constantly projected short spears from the rear to harass it, and the not-so-intelligent demonic beast always blindly moved away from this kind of attack.

The trolls, on the other hand, only remembered the direction of its escape, and then picked up the weapons they threw out along the way, tracking it in groups at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

Whenever the monsters stopped to rest, they always had a few members arrive in time to drive them away again.

From the beginning to the end, it was never given any time to rest.

However, after all, the physical strength of the demonic beast was not comparable to that of ordinary prey, and after the pursuit lasted for several days and nights, the demonic beast did not fall at their feet as weak as in experience, but fled all the way to the edge of the black river and crossed the river directly.....

After doing useless work, he looked at the demonic beast on the other bank that had already begun to rest by the river, and hated it.

Unwilling to give up like this, he decided to learn from the Blade Tooth Witch Doctor and build a raft to cross the river.....

After making a decision, they used the steel and wood in their hands to throw spears, and forcibly broke several large trees;

It took quite a bit of time to make it simple.

Finding the right vines, I finally built a raft that could carry two trolls at a time.

In fact, by the time they were ready for all this, the monster on the other side had long since disappeared.

But how could the trolls of the head iron give up so easily?

They used this improvised raft to send only one member at a time, and after tossing back and forth nine times, they finally reached the south bank.

This is a hunting ground that does not belong to any of the previous three parts....

The hunting team, who was unwilling to go back like this, relied on hunting and persisted in searching for several days in this completely unfamiliar forest, but there was still no harvest.

It wasn't until one day that they finally paid the price for their recklessness..... The hunting party has been discovered by a group of other tribal trolls who consider this place their hunting ground.

Cross-border poaching is the worst form of hostility for the troll tribes whose prey is their lifeblood, and once discovered, there is no way to do it.

Therefore, the two sides immediately began a fierce battle.

The three of the fangs divided the dual-purpose steel and wood throwing spears in their hands to the rest of the trolls in close combat, allowing all of them to occupy a part of the weapon advantage.

But after all, their group was at an extreme disadvantage in numbers, and they couldn't split some trolls to hunt like their enemies.

So, after chasing and fleeing for several days, seriously injuring more than a dozen trolls and completely killing five of them, they fell into a siege and were captured in starvation.

A few days later, they were escorted to enemy tribes.

Originally, the matter should have ended after killing them in full view, but this small tribe called 'Gabi', located on the south bank of the Black River, is not as simple as it seems.....

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To the east, more than 30 days away from the teeth, there is a lonely mountain topped with a white circle.

The mountain is so different from the rest of the forest, and among other factors, it is worshipped as a 'sacred mountain' by the local trolls.

The northern, eastern, and southern foothills of the 'Holy Mountain' each have a powerful tribe of trolls.

The three tribes called the Kulon, the Richia, and the Viteret tribes, each occupied the vast forests in their respective directions as hunting grounds with their backs to the Holy Mountain.

Although the three divisions are close to each other, they have never been hostile because the hunting grounds do not overlap.

On the contrary, they get along quite harmoniously, and even every time they go to the holy mountain to worship, everyone will have a naked 'hand-to-hand combat' activity with full participation.

After so many years, the three departments have long been you and me, and I have you, almost forming a primitive alliance without resorting to treaties.

On this day, the witch doctor belonging to the Culom tribe unusually sent trolls to contact the other two tribes during the non-pilgrimage period, asking them to come to the holy mountain as soon as possible.

So, the chiefs from the Richia tribe and the Viteret tribe combined with the witch doctors, and climbed up the sacred mountain, climbed to the vicinity of the white cover, and met each other at the three customary 'wild unions' points.

After several conversations, the witch doctor of the Culon tribe expressed the reason for his appointment.

It turned out that the Gabi tribe on the south bank of the Black River was a close branch of the Culon tribe before several generations of trolls.

Although there is no clear affiliation between them to this day, they have maintained a certain level of friendship, especially between the witch doctors of both sides.

And a few days ago, the Witch Doctor of Gabi had told the Witch Doctor of Culon a strange thing.

It is said that in his tribe's hunting grounds, the Gabi trolls caught a strange group of 'poachers', and highlighted the irregularities in language, weapons, etc.

Because of his own tribe, he has always had an extraordinary connection with the other two tribes, and the Coolon witch doctor, who started the association, naturally took this matter to heart, and even ran away himself....

This time, he really discovered something amazing from the mouth of the captive (the two newly conquered parts lack centripetal force)....

At the end of the black river, the former tooth seemed to show extraordinary strength;

In a way they had never seen before, they integrated the two tribes of the upper reaches of the White River to form a single whole.

In addition, the incomparably strong and uniform weapon is far more developed than the language ability of the three parts of the Holy Mountain.....

And so on, all of these have become the boulders that have been pressing on his heart these days, and now after waiting for the leaders of the other two departments and the witch doctor, he finally vented his words cleanly.

Among the several trolls present, the three chiefs may still be in the stage of unconsciousness....

But the rest of the witch doctors, when they heard this, all looked solemn, and they all realized that something was unusual.

"Trolls, lots and lots of trolls, teeth?" Among the three, the witch doctor of the southern foothills of Richia, who was relatively strongest, took the lead in asking.

"Many, many trolls, out of the hunting grounds, many, many days and nights." The Culon Witch Doctor says it does.

"Food?" The witch doctor from the Vitrei tribe also raised doubts at this time.

"Teeth, food is long, long, and you can eat it."

“！！！ Teeth, don't believe in the Holy Mountain! Teeth, punishment! ”

The answer given by the Culomite witch doctor made the younger of the two witch doctors of the Ricia tribe obviously angry.

He believes that Yabe clearly does not believe in the sacred mountain, and never brings food to worship the sacred mountain;

Therefore, it is impossible for the Holy Mountain to preserve the food of the teeth for a long time as it did for the three of them.

Therefore, it must be that the teeth have stolen the power of the sacred mountain, and it must be punished.

This idea of his was shared by some of them, especially the other two young witch doctors of the three departments.

They expressed their anger, and the call for 'punishment' overpowered the voices of the rest of the trolls who participated in the meeting, and for a time became the mainstream.