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When Miles came to the outskirts of the tribe, he saw a wild boar man standing there. This guy was carrying a big ax on his shoulder. It looked very heavy, estimated to weigh several hundred kilograms.Moreover, he has hair like cactus thorns, and two sky-high fangs sticking out of his lips, so this guy always has a way of talking.

Behind the wild boar man stood a thin figure hidden under a black robe. Because he was too well hidden, Miles couldn't tell what race he was.However, from the position where the man in black robe stood, he knew that he was an insignificant person. Miles did not put much energy on him. He just stared at the wild boar man and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Hulu - are you the chief of the tribe?" The wild boar man stuck the ax on his shoulder on the ground and asked Miles, but this guy was always accompanied by a strange sticky sound when he spoke, as if he had a cold. The same thing, and drool will spurt out from time to time, which feels...a bit annoying.

Miles couldn't help but frowned and asked again: "I am, what's the matter?"

"Well - the general asked various chiefs and clan leaders to gather in the central tent, saying they were going to hold a meeting." The wild boar scratched the back of his head, showing a simple and honest look.

"Are you having a meeting?" Miles nodded thoughtfully and said, "Can I go later? There is still something going on in the tribe."

The wild boar man smiled heartily: "It doesn't matter. The general said that in order to take care of some nocturnal races, we just need to arrive before tomorrow."

"Then, I'll leave first, and I have to inform the other chiefs." The wild boar man took out the ax and put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the distance without looking back.

Miles watched the figure of the wild boar disappear into the distance, and suddenly ran back with an ouch.As soon as she ran around the bonfire, she saw the little snake man stretching her dirty hands towards the golden roasted meat dripping with oil.

"Hey!" Miles slapped her dirty hands away and scolded with a smile: "You ate it before I even came?"

The little snake man rubbed his little hands in grievance and complained: "It's dad who is too slow!"

"Then you have to wait for me, the chief, to divide it up. What's more, there are so many elders here, and you, the brat, strike first without even asking me?"

"...I'm sorry." The little snake man shrank down. It seemed that she also felt that she was wrong.However, Millers did not go into details. He just reminded her to pay attention next time and then started to distribute the food.

It can be said that this is the most solemn activity in the tribe, because the resources in the abyss are scarce and the slightest unfair distribution of food will cause disputes, and Miles has to be careful about this.According to the tradition of the clan, young people with hunting ability are given priority, then children, and finally the elderly if there are any left.Maybe this seems inhumane to some people, but respecting the old and caring for the young is not as important as the continuation of the race.

The food obtained in the abyss is far from enough for everyone, which means that some people must make sacrifices.Fortunately, this caltrop ox is big enough for everyone to share a bite.

After handling the affairs of the clan, Miles hurried to attend the meeting. Although it was said to be tomorrow, it would be better to be early.Moreover, the tribe was located some distance away from the central tent. When Millers arrived, it was already packed with people. It was initially estimated that there were more than 100 people.

However, this number is still a little short of being complete. After all, basically all races in the abyss participated in this expedition.People of different races have very different personalities, and Millers had no one to talk to here, so he simply found a corner to kill time by scratching on the grass.

Time flew by to midnight, and the surroundings began to become noisy. Millers opened his eyes and found that almost everyone at the meeting had arrived. Everyone formed a circle around the bonfire, and he was the only one sitting and standing alone.Miles quickly wiped his saliva, stood up from the grass and walked towards the crowd, "Why did I fall asleep?"

Miles patted the shoulder of the man in front of him, who was a goat man. He glanced at him and moved aside to make room for him.

"Thank you." Miles nodded politely and sat down.

I saw a tall stranger standing in the middle of the bonfire. He was wearing a red cloak with cyan scales underneath, and his five claws were strong and sharp.

"Is it a lizard man?" Miles looked at the shape of the fingers and had some guesses in his mind, but then he saw the man took off his hood, revealing a pair of ferocious horns that reached the sky, and everyone was immediately in awe. Shocked, they all cast surprised glances.

That was a dragon. With the power of a dragon, they were also very powerful beings among aliens.However, draconians are alien species created by humans. There are only a few of them, and they should have become extinct long ago.But even if everyone is suspicious, the pair of big horns that are faintly flashing with lightning are ironclad evidence. They are psychic horns that only dragons can possess.

"Before we start, I think you must have a lot of questions. If you want to tell them, do it now. I don't want to hear someone interrupt later." The tall dragon man looked around and said calmly. There is an indescribable majesty in it, like a high and mighty king.

As soon as he finished speaking, a stranger from the dog tribe stood up. This man's eyes were cold and cunning. He looked at everyone and said in a hoarse voice: "I have wanted to ask you for a long time. You smell human scent on you!"

"What?! Humans!!!" Suddenly there was an explosion, and everyone looked at each other with a sense of vigilance, fearing that the other party was a spy disguised as a human being.

At this moment, the man in black whom Miles had seen before stood up. He walked to the center of the crowd and took off his hood, revealing a golden wave. For a moment, everyone seemed to be brightened. illusion.

Miller's mouth suddenly opened wide, never expecting that the man in black was actually a human being.

The reactions of other aliens were even more violent. Without any explanation, a mantis man waved his scythe-like hands and drew a bright line in the night sky straight towards the opponent's neck. The specialized arm blade would not have any impact on the delicate flesh. The suspense was so high that blood was about to splatter on the spot.

Bang!There was only a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, and the mantis man's arms actually clasped an ax and embedded it into the earth.The mantis man was startled, and quickly drew out his arms and stepped back. Then he looked at the wild boar Greed who suddenly took action, and said coldly:

"What do you mean? Are you fascinated by that human, or do you think it can help us."

Before Greed could answer, the old goat man sitting next to Miles stood up. He stared straight ahead, his horizontal pupils reflecting the figure of humans: "Humans are a race known for betrayal. , I’m not surprised at all that he would betray his own nation, but..."

The old goat man paused and looked at Grid, who had a gloomy face, and then continued: "Are you sure it won't betray us again?"

The words of the old goat made the crowd excited again, and some people even suspected: "Maybe this is a trap from beginning to end, and that human is pretending to help us in order to deceive our trust!"

"Yes! It just wants to deceive us!"

"Shut up!" The Dragonite General, who had been silent all this time, suddenly burst out, and the sound waves caused by his roar even blew out the bonfire.Suddenly everyone fell silent and looked at the furious dragon general in bewilderment.

"Listen to what she said before you start arguing again."

Reincarnation Stone Spirit