Twenty primitive men were dressed in animal skins, muscular hair, and their faces were fierce and wild. They were armed with crude spears, each with a sharp cold glow at the tip. There is a primitive and fierce aura on the body.

A circle formed around the black bear.

The fur of the black bear is as thick as a shadow in the darkness.

It growled, opening its massive muzzle to reveal its sharp fangs.

The primitive people formed a tight circle and began to engage in a fierce confrontation with the bear.

Taking the first step, he jerked his spear up, the tip of which was pointed between the bear's chest and abdomen. There was a hint of madness in his determined gaze. The other primitives followed in his footsteps and rushed towards the bear together.

The other clansmen kept weaving around the bear, the spear tip stabbing into the bear's body like lightning. The bear let out a deafening roar and waved its huge claws in response to the primitives' attack. But the primitive people kept a tight formation while nimbly dodging.

The leader, Rui, was skilful and spurred forward in the gap where the bear skimmed, and stabbed his spear straight into the bear's eye. Highlighting the decisiveness, courage and decisiveness of being an old hunter, he accurately hit his target.

The bear let out a painful roar.

The ferocious claws grabbed Rui, but Rui flashed it.

The battle continued, and Zhang Duo and his clansmen also used spears to shuttle and stab constantly.

They cooperate with each other to attack the bear's weakness with lightning speed.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Although they were also met with ferocious counterattacks, they did not flinch, and fought the bear with tenacity and tenacity.

Eventually, the bear gradually became clumsy and weakened. Its body was covered with wounds, and blood was dripping from the wounds. Despite their exhaustion and pain, the primitive people continued to use their last strength to deliver a fatal blow to the bear.

Finally, the leader leaped sharply, and the spear flew down from the sky, piercing directly into the bear's heart. The bear let out one last roar and fell to the ground with a hard blow.

The primitives have won! Panting for breath, their wounds ignored, they cheered and hugged as they celebrated the victory in the hard-fought battle.

They showed unity, bravery, and tenacity, guarding their lives and the safety of their tribe in the confrontation with the bears.

Zhang Duo also gasped for breath, but he was not injured.

However, the first experience of facing a black bear still made him feel uneasy.

After checking on the injuries of his clansmen, Pan also began a brief report to Rui.

5 people were slightly injured and 7 bone spears were damaged.

The leader told the tribesmen to return to the tribe as soon as possible, and the carcass of the black bear was brought back to the tribe by the climbers with a few bamboos.

Zhang Duo can understand the leader's orders, the black bear's vision is poor, and his sense of smell and hearing is very sensitive.

Today, the black bear that came down the river was attracted by the piranha entrails that the tribesmen had left in the river.

So it's understandable not to stay here and deal with the bears, after all, who knows if there will be a few more black bears.

If there really is a black bear coming, I am afraid that it will not be as simple as slightly injuring a few people.

When the hunting team returned to the tribe with the bear under the leadership of Rui, Wu was already waiting at the gate of the camp.

Rui and Wu briefly communicated the situation of the injured.

Wu nodded, and randomly summoned the five wounded to his stone house.

He beckoned to Zhang Duo again, and asked Zhang Duo to go over with him, he planned to use Zhang Duo as a future witch cultivator.

When the five wounded were brought to Wu's stone house, Wu's eyes flashed with a deep glint of thought. He knew that the wounded needed to be treated, so Wu prepared to begin his healing ritual.

Standing in the corner of the stone house, Zhang Duo watched curiously at the scene in the herb hut.

Wu first walked up to each of the injured and gently touched their foreheads, feeling the injuries in their bodies.

With the touch of Wu's palms, the five injured began to become quiet.

The witch closed his eyes and began to chant a prayer in a hypnotic voice, pouring out his concern for the sick and his wish for healing to the totem of the Eagle Tribe.

Zhang Duo's gaze was firmly fixed on Wu's movements, although he couldn't fully comprehend what was happening, he felt a mysterious and powerful aura, which was very close to the power of faith that Wu used to heal his energy last time.

This is also the reason why Wu thinks that Zhang Duo has the qualifications to become a witch, not everyone can feel the faith and can see the witch record.

As the voice of the witch gradually sounded, the whole hut was filled with a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere.

The five injured people looked at Wu with hope and trust, believing that his prayers would be conveyed to the Eagle God.

During the witch's prayers, the wounded seemed to feel an invisible energy surrounding them, warm and healing. Their breathing became steady, and an expression of serenity and tranquility gradually appeared on their faces.

As time passed, the witch's prayer faded before disappearing into silence. By the time he opened his eyes, the condition of the five injured had improved significantly. They seem to have gone away from pain and discomfort and only need a period of rest and rest to recover.

Wu smiled and thanked the Eagle God gratefully. Although he plays the role of healer himself, the power of healing stems from the clan's belief in the eagle totem.

This healing ritual has become a hot topic in the tribe recently, and people's reverence for witches has deepened. At the same time, the wounded were also full of gratitude to the witches, after all, if they were not witches, they would most likely not be able to continue hunting.

When the last rays of the sun sprinkled on the earth, the second hunting team of the Eagle Tribe finally returned after a long journey, and each of them carried a fruitful harvest.

They walk on a narrow and winding mountain path, carrying the fur of their prey on their shoulders and holding bags of crafting tools.

Their bodies exuded an air of exhaustion but contentment, sweat soaking through their clothes and reflecting their tough faces. They exchanged some joyful laughter with each other, expressing their joy and pride in the hunting experience.

The leader of the team held his spear aloft, glittering in the harsh sunlight. He was dressed in a cloak of animal skins and fluttered in the wind.

At the front of the line, several people carried a huge bison. The majestic bison had majestic horns and a hair full of tough muscles. They gathered their strength and outwit and courage against this tenacious beast, bringing abundant food to the tribe.

The team members who followed behind carried hares, birds, and small carnivores.

Their harvest varies, but it is the result of their hard work and represents the prosperity and vitality of the Eagle Tribe.

When they finally walked into the tribe, cheers and applause resounded throughout the camp. They were greeted by women, excitedly hugging and congratulating each of the returning fighters.

In the glorious light of the campfire, the Eagle Tribe's twenty-five hunting party displayed the spoils of their hard work, transmitting the joy of victory and harvest to the entire tribe. Their feat makes everyone proud and satisfied.