It was the time of sunset, and the sky was soaked in orange and red, and as far as the eye could see, the land was incomparably vast, shrouded in the afterglow, and the patches of gold were shrouded.

The night of the steppe is approaching, and the long chirping of insects and the low roar of night beasts are coming, and the time that belongs to them begins.

A long-standing banyan tree grows in this grassland, with a wide canopy, and the drooping aerial roots turn into pillars after falling to the ground, and the pillars and branches support each other, as if they have become a forest alone.

At this time, under the thick trunk of the ten people hugging the banyan tree, a group of dense apes were standing solemnly.

Their hair was thick, their cheekbones and mouths protruded, and they were more like apes than men, and if they were not more or less clothed in leaves and animal skins, they might have looked like a group of upright apes.

Under the banyan tree, there is a four- or five-meter-long and wide earthen platform, and the apes surround the earthen platform and quietly look at an elderly male lion lying on it.

The old lion was skinny, his eyelids drooped, his breathing was heavy and slow, he could feel that his life was about to end, maybe he would die in the next second, the faint demonic energy in his body could not stop the call of death, and the prayers of the people around him could not be stopped.

"Roar!!"

It struggled to raise its head. Roaring with the last of his strength is not only to say goodbye to the world, but also to leave the last shelter for the people.

"Woo~~~!!"

The ape-man standing at the front heard the roar and subconsciously followed it and raised his head and shouted!

"Woo~~~"

"Woo~~~"

The ape-man behind him also shouted.

The beasts that were active outside the banyan forest avoided the vicinity after the lion's roar and cry sounded.

Listening to the shouts in his ears, the old lion lowered his head, spit out the last breath in his chest, and passed away completely.

The moment he saw the old lion die, his cry stopped abruptly, and his body fell to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

"Guarding the ruins, woo~~"

The leader of the apes who fell to his knees trembled and wept, how could his own tribe survive and continue in this dangerous grassland, without the guardian beast.

As he cried, an atmosphere of despair seemed to envelop everyone's apeheads, and the cries faded away, replaced by low cries.

"Bangbang~"

Suddenly, a few crisp bone taps sounded, and an old man with gray hair walked to the earthen platform with a bone cane and in the surprised eyes of the apes.

"Witch?"

The leader knelt on the ground and turned his head to look at the old ape, a hint of doubt in his sadness.

Boom!

The old ape, known as the "witch", ignored the leader, let go of the ancient staff, walked over to the dead lion, and stroked it with trembling hands, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Although the apes couldn't understand what the "witch" in the tribe was doing, the second highest status after the leader, they didn't say anything out of respect, and watched quietly.

"Pray for ancestors, sacrifice, give!"

A few words came out of the mouth of "Wu", and the leader of the apes kneeling on the ground raised his head suddenly, looked at the old man ape in horror, and immediately wanted to get up to stop it, but in an instant, he seemed to think of something, lowered his head again, and tears couldn't stop flowing down the corners of his eyes.

The "witch" in front of him is not only his father, but also the previous leader, and the decisions he made can't be stopped by himself, not to mention, whether it is useful or not, this may be the only way to save the race.

"Pray for the ancestors!!"

The old man ape picked up the bone staff, held it horizontally and said loudly, and his rickety back suddenly became straight at this moment.

When all the apes heard the words of the "witch," they immediately knelt down and touched the ground with their foreheads! Even a few young apes in their arms also knelt on the ground with the help of their mothers.

"Rite!!"

Hearing his father say these two words, the leader of the apes held back his tears and raised his head, stretched out his arms, and bowed heavily.

“********”

A strange syllable squeezed out of the witch's throat and resounded in the hearts of all apes.

The dead lion on the earth platform gradually shrank and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye with the syllables, and a trace of demonic energy floated from its body. Like a cloud, it floated in the canopy of the banyan tree.

There was a soft "poof" sound.

One of the long fangs stuck in his waist was slammed out by the "witch", and it plunged into his chest like lightning, and the blood poured out like a fountain, sprinkling on the shrunken corpse of the male lion.

The demonic aura floating between the canopies instantly became a touch of blood red, tumbling and twisting, revealing the figures of fierce beasts.

It was the figure of the guardian beasts of the tribe, including a saber-toothed tiger with long teeth on its jaw, a dire wolf with a long protruding snout, and even a giant crocodile that seemed to be wearing armor.

They floated and floated in the blood-colored demonic aura, looming, silently roaring or fighting, all of which were the sights of them when they fought their enemies in their lifetimes.

"Ancestral Spirit Protection!!"

The muttering "witch" suddenly stopped the sacrifice, roared hoarsely, and suddenly pulled out the long teeth inserted in his chest, and the blood was pulled out with the long teeth, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, and all of them gushed out in an instant.

The "witch" who shouted the last sentence separated from his body with his blood, and instantly turned into a dried corpse, stood on the ground and shook it, and fell to the ground lightly.

The blood steamed and merged into the demonic qi, and the figure of the guardian beast gradually disappeared, and the blood-red demonic qi rose from the canopy, and it was about to rush out of the banyan forest and fly into the body of a young beast in the grassland.

"Success?"

The apes felt the blood light rising, and stared at the demonic aura in surprise and inexplicably.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed away in the twilight, passing through the blood-colored demonic qi and landing on the earthen platform under the banyan tree.

"Shhhhh

The apes kneeling around the platform gasped and looked at the black-striped cat that appeared on the platform with dull eyes.

Although they basically haven't experienced the "ritual", but in word of mouth, don't all guardian beasts come after they get the inheritance?

Li Hang was in the dizziness of "reincarnation" sending him into the new world, and suddenly felt a demonic energy burrowing into his body, and the picture of a large number of fierce beasts hunting and fighting appeared in his mind, accompanied by what duties such as guardian beasts.

When there was chaos in his head, the flickering battle images and noisy voices suddenly all disappeared, leaving only the cold voice of reincarnation sounding.

"The evolution quest is opened, the world difficulty is evaluated as 'difficult', the official quest completion level is below 'S', and there is no additional reward after returning. ”

"Difficult?" Although he had expected it, Li Hang was still a little surprised when he heard this evaluation.

"Task 1, become the guardian beast of the Banyan Tribe, after five months, there can be no less than 100 surviving apes, and for each additional person that survives, the task evaluation will be increased accordingly. ”