"When God returns again..."

"We will be reborn! From now on, we will become the only master on the earth!!"

The words are over.

The restless crowd was gradually calming down, but under the calm, it was nurturing fanaticism.

The enemy will die tragically.

We will be reborn.

The Supreme God of Wind will protect us!!

And in the distance, the shouts of killing that were completely opposite to the atmosphere had arrived.

But when the crazy slaughterers came to the crowd, they were stunned. They did not see the fear they should have seen, nor did they hear the cry of resistance.

Everyone stays in the same state.

Silence.

There seemed to be something hidden under the silent eyes.

That's not fear and hatred.

Instead, it is like mercy that gloats.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

The enemy was finally angry by this strange gaze. The sharp spearhead made of obsidian instantly pierced the necks of several men, causing blood to splatter.

But even so, no one moved at all.

Instead, the cold eyes were even more incisive.

"Enough!"

A voice interrupted the war without gunpowder.

The warrior leader, who was even stronger than the lack of teeth, came out: "Witch, stand up and tell the great warriors of the Tushishi tribe, are you willing to surrender?"

The old lady walked out and straightened her hunched body, just like the indifferent gaze of the tribesmen, looking at the other party: "We! Submit!!"

The man smiled disdainfully and issued an order: "Bind the man, and the rebels cut off their hands and feet. We must plunder everything from them, women and children, bring them back to the Tushi tribe, and become our wealth!"

"Picture stone! Picture stone! Picture stone!"

The fanatical shouts are deafening, and they are clearly distinguished from the silent loser.

When everything is plundered, countless residences are pushed down, and cowhide tents are used as backpacks to pack all valuable spoils.

The bound men became slaves to carry all this.

Men and women remain silent.

Only the ignorant children cried loudly.

Under the expulsion and whip, they left their homes, lined up the hillside, and let the Tushimen mock and joke around, trying to anger them, and then they could kill them wantonly.

Boom-

The thick dark clouds in the distant sky suddenly exploded with thunder.

A girl was emitting a fragrance all over her body, but her face was covered with dirty soil.

She looked back.

The rain curtain is like a huge cover, covering the crowd from the distance.
Chapter completed!