Chapter 421: What is the Super Tribe?

All black?

The beastfolk all felt a jolt, the envoy beastman captain frowned: "Did you see clearly? Could it be some fierce beast?"

The eagle beastmen folded their wings: "They are beastman warriors, for I faintly heard them speaking—about a dozen or so."

The healing shaman suddenly seemed to think of something and stood up: "Did you see clearly where they came from?"

The eagle beastmen shook their heads: "No, when I saw them, they were already there, but they seemed familiar with this place."

He felt somewhat excited; if those beastman warriors were very familiar with this deep forest, they wouldn't need to wait here for that Huaxia shaman whose fate was unknown.

Capture these beastmen and have them lead our tribe's people out—wouldn't that be fine soon?

Even with these beastman warriors showing the way, they wouldn't need to rush the journey; they could hunt more crystal cores to bring back.

Just thinking about it made him somewhat excited.

Fact proves that it's absolutely not just the eagle beastmen who think this way; the people and shamans of the Super Tribe pretty much all think like that.

After the Scorpion Tribe beastmen died, they didn't know the way and encountered many dangers, truly making them suffer a lot.

The healing shaman looked up at the envoy beastman captain beside him: "Take some of our people over and capture those beastmen."

Seeming to think of something, he looked at the eagle beastmen: "What is the strength of those beastmen?"

The eagle beastmen snorted: "Shaman Sir, rest assured, they are only some silver-rank beastman warriors."

Silver-rank beastman warriors...

The envoy beastman captain felt relieved; such strength really posed no challenge.

Immediately, he took a few tribespeople and, under the guidance of the eagle beastmen, headed toward those pitch-black beastmen.

At that moment, in the deep forest of the mid-level ferocious beast activity zone, the beastman warrior behind Yuan Lang shuddered and spasmed, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

That blood carried a strong fishy odor, dark purple-black.

Yuan Lang's pupils contracted sharply; he hurriedly stopped and set the beastman warrior down from his back.

"How do you feel?"

He brushed aside the beastman's hair stuck to his face, his heart slightly chilled.

The beastman's complexion was already bluish-purple, his lips dark.

"Boss, the toxin of the unicorn flood dragon is truly overpowering; even after taking so much medicine, it can only be suppressed a little, and now..."

Teng Qian walked over, seeing the tribesman's painful appearance, only feeling his heart choked up.

Although they had traveled from the low-level ferocious beast activity zone to the mid-level and high-level ferocious beast ** cross land, because of the boss's leadership, they at most suffered only minor injuries, never facing mortal danger.

But recently, they were besieged by a herd of unicorn flood dragons; although everyone was injured, they also managed to escape.

But what they didn't expect was that the intermediate-high-level unicorn flood dragon beast toxin would be this potent.

The blood-spitting beastman reached out and grabbed Yuan Lang's arm: "Boss, put me down, you guys hurry and go; I feel the Beast God's summons."

Having said that, he struggled to pull a beast-skin pouch from his chest: "These are the few crystal cores I obtained this time... please help me bring them back to my A Mu..."

He felt as if something were blocking his chest, each breath extremely difficult and painful.

Having just said that, his vision went dark in waves, his throat itched, and he vomited another mouthful of blood, losing consciousness.

Yuan Lang placed his hand under the beastman's nose; although very faint, he could still feel the faint breaths.

He instantly relaxed: "There's still breath, but if there's no way to treat it, I'm afraid it won't last much longer... huh?"

While Yuan Lang was speaking with Teng Qian, he suddenly felt the surroundings become abnormally silent, his heart chilled.

Just now, while they were rushing, although they were careful, they still startled many birds; but now the surroundings are abnormally quiet, with no bird song.

He slowly rose to his feet: "Everyone be careful, there's an anomaly."

The Snow Tiger beastman warriors, hearing this, quickly laid the injured beastman warriors behind them beside the recently poisoned tribespeople, then surrounded them in the middle, warily looking around.

The envoy beastman captain hiding in the dark looked with some surprise at those fully black beastmen ahead; their vigilance made him can't help but admire.

Especially that leading beastman warrior, with only intermediate silver-rank strength, actually managed to detect them.

"Captain, we've been discovered; do we still need to hide?"

The beastman warrior beside him looked at his own captain, who was also a gold-rank beastman warrior, and naturally could see at a glance the strength of those beastmen ahead.

He thought it nothing of the sort; they were just some silver-rank beastman warriors, considered quite formidable in these small tribes' communities, but in their Super Tribe they were merely low-tier combat strength.

Why bother with such cautious ambush? To him, it'd be better to just charge up, take them down in two or three moves, anyway they couldn't resist.

The envoy beastman captain obviously thought the same; a group of beastmen with merely average strength truly didn't need such caution.

Immediately, he no longer hid his form, leading the tribespeople to jump down from the surrounding trees.

At the moment a group of pitch-black beastman warriors looked over, he also released his aura.

The oncoming aura made Yuan Lang's heart chill; he barely managed to resist by mobilizing his whole body's Beast God power.

Such an aura was nothing more than familiar; the uncles in the tribe liked to unleash it when hunting or disciplining them to intimidate.

A group of gold-rank beastman warriors!

And they were completely unfamiliar beastman warriors!

These people were not from the Polar Forest tribe...

Yuan Lang was fine, but the Snow Tiger Tribe beastman warriors behind him felt terrible; the pressure from high-rank beastman warriors on low-rank ones was great.

"Which tribe's beastman warriors are you?"

Yuan Lang clenched his teeth tightly, his low voice growing increasingly hoarse.

Upon hearing him speak, the envoy beastman captain's aura withdrew, and he stood not far from them.

"Us? Heh... we are beastmen of the Super Tribe; coming here is naturally to hunt crystal cores, only the beastman warrior who was supposed to guide us accidentally died, so..."

He smiled at Yuan Lang: "Seeing how familiar you are with this deep forest, I'll have you show us the way."

His words left no room for negotiation, even carrying a tone of high-handed command.

Thus Yuan Lang's gaze deepened.

Super Tribe, I had never heard of it before; it seems that during the time they came out, a lot has happened in the Polar Deep Forest.

Do you have a shaman in your team?

After a moment of silence, Yuan Lang suddenly spoke.

The Envoy Beastfolk Captain blinked, then raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the few injured Beastman Warriors surrounded by them: "Do you want our Shaman Sir to heal your people?"

He felt only contempt in his heart; they were just Beastfolk from a small tribe—if they die, they die, why bother the Shamans Sir to come and heal them?

Yes, as long as we save our people, taking you out is not impossible.

Yuan Lang spoke without the slightest fear of these high-ranking Beastman Warriors; although his whole body was pitch-black and his expression unreadable, his voice was full of calm.

His attitude suddenly made the Envoy Beastfolk Captain across from him hesitate a bit; these Beastman Warriors, upon hearing the name of their Super Tribe, seemed not at all surprised?

At that moment, the Eagle Beastfolk standing behind the Envoy Beastfolk Captain twitched his eyelids, his face changing dramatically as if he had thought of something.

He quickly walked up to the Envoy Beastfolk Captain's side: "Captain."

Then he leaned in.

Seeing his solemn expression, the Envoy Beastfolk Captain also leaned in to listen.

"Captain, do you still remember what the Huaxi Tribe Shaman said a few days ago?"

The Envoy Beastfolk Captain frowned, "What the Huaxia Shaman said?"

What does that have to do with them?

He couldn't help but sneer, "Could it be that this Shaman Sir is still... with those over there..."

Suddenly, his face also changed dramatically.

He abruptly turned to look at the Eagle Beastfolk: "Are you saying these people are the tribe that the Huaxia Shaman Sir is looking for?"

The Eagle Beastfolk nodded solemnly: "Captain, they just heard our Super Tribe's name and weren't the least bit surprised—think about how the Beastfolk of the Poison Scorpion Tribe and the Rock Salt Tribe react when they see us."

When mentioning those two tribes, a hint of contempt inevitably appeared on the Eagle Beastfolk's face.

The Envoy Beastfolk and the surrounding Super Tribe members furtively glanced at the pitch-black Beastfolk over there who were also saying something, feeling that the Eagle Beastfolk's words were absolutely correct.

"So what should we do now?"

The Super Tribe Beastfolk over here were discussing things; Yuan Lang saw them huddled together, apparently discussing something, and he also turned to look at his own people behind him.

"Don't panic, everyone; although we're injured, we might still be able to escape—the Polar Deep Forest is familiar territory for us."

Here, if we want to shake off an unfamiliar tribe, as long as we think of a way, it's possible.

The Beastfolk all nodded.

Teng Qian suddenly came over: "Captain, what kind of tribe is the Super Tribe? It sounds pretty badass."

Yuan Lang frowned: "What Super Tribe? It's just a tribe name, same as our Snow Tiger Tribe—we're still one of the four great tribes of the Polar Forest."

Maybe these outside tribes just like to give themselves impressive-sounding names.

Everyone nodded, unable to help casting a vague look of contempt at the unfamiliar Beastfolk not far away.

"What the heck," it looks like our Snow Tiger Tribe will have to call itself the Super Snow Tiger Tribe from now on—it really does sound more formidable than a big tribe.

Thinking this way, the earlier awe from their strength vanished, and our backs straightened instantly.

Isn't that right?

Which tribe doesn't have a few formidable Beastfolk?

Their tribe also has plenty of Golden Rank Beastman Warriors, but those uncles only come out to deal with very dangerous situations; they rarely act lightly.

Don't ask—if you do, it's just to train the younger generation's abilities.

It makes it seem like nobody knows they just want to slack off, merely seeing through things but not exposing them.

After both sides brainstormed openly for a moment, when the Super Tribe Beastfolk turned back to look at that group of pitch-black Beastfolk, their gaze no longer carried the earlier arrogance and sense of superiority.

Why?

They're also a Super Tribe; everyone's status is the same—what's there to show off about? We can't act all high and mighty.

Conversely, the Snow Tiger Tribe's Beastman Warriors, thanks to this year's vigorous development, have been leading the charge in the Polar Forest, standing at the forefront of progress.

Earlier, we were only intimidated by their Beastfolk strength and the Super Tribe's impressive name; now that we know they're just the same—only a tribe name—we have no more reservations.

We're all tribes, just with different names—what are you acting all mighty for in front of us?

If you dare move against us, just wait for our retaliation—hmph!

Now it's fine—you look down on me, I glance down at you, and the atmosphere inexplicably becomes harmonious.

The Envoy Beastfolk Captain laughed heartily as he stepped forward: "We never expected you to be the tribe of the Huaxia Shaman, right?"

Huaxia Shaman?

What is that?

The Snow Tiger Tribe Beastfolk stared blankly, but Yuan Lang ahead trembled in his body.

Huaxia!

The little female had mentioned this name many times when she spoke of her origins.

Could it be...

Thinking of this, his heart raced much faster.

"Have you seen our Shaman Sir?"

What these people just said must be the shaman, perhaps just a different name from what they call it in the Polar Forest.

Seeing his appearance, the Super Tribe Beastfolk couldn't help exchanging a meaningful glance: "Indeed!"

These Beastfolk actually are the tribe spoken of by the Huaxia Shaman.

Especially the Eagle Beastfolk, thinking back to that energy fluctuation earlier, felt he had been extremely unwise just now—what if they really offended that shaman's tribe?

Also, not to mention whether they could dodge that massive energy fluctuation, the poisonous mist afterward would be beyond their endurance.

"We've encountered them twice before in the deep forest; a few days ago, our Shaman Sir invited your Shaman Sir to guide the way, but your tribe's Shaman Sir said he wanted to go into the deep forest to look for his people and had us wait outside."

I just didn't expect to actually meet you first. »

Yuan Lang had doubts, but he wasn't entirely sure; nevertheless, this didn't stop him from going along with the Beastfolk's words and continuing to make things up.

His body suddenly relaxed, his tone actually carrying a hint of a smile: "I really didn't expect it to be the tribe that knows our Shaman Sir."

At that moment, he slightly glanced at the super tribe's many Beastfolk and slightly nodded: "May I ask, did our Shaman Sir say when he would return?"

Just like that, after an ambiguous conversation, both sides mutually wary, yet they ended up communicating quite harmoniously.

The Beastfolk envoy captain shook his head and said: "I don't know that, but the China Shaman said she would look for you at the border between the intermediate and high-level feral beast activity zones; if not, she would come back to take us out."

How about this: your tribespeople are injured; why not first return with us to the cave, and let our Shaman Sir treat you first?

Yuan Lang lightly laughed and nodded: "This is really troubling you."

One intended to befriend, the other intended to deceive; naturally they hit it off, slinging arms over each other's shoulders as they walked toward the cave.

Teng Qian and the rest of the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastfolk are dumbfounded?

Naturally, they are dumbfounded.

But they always keep their leader's words in mind; when they don't understand, they just keep quiet, don't ask anything, and just pretend to be correct.