The Ancient Vast Realm

Black Wolf Tribe

The battlefield here is already in a mess, with countless insect beasts and human corpses everywhere. The red blood and the yellow mucus of the black-horned ants have turned this battlefield into a disgusting Shura field, with broken limbs everywhere.

Some black flying ashes are floating in the air, and the unpleasant smell is simply disgusting.

Xuan Ling and others are panting and taking turns to rest and fight.

The body of the totem giant wolf of the Black Wolf Tribe on the battlefield, which is composed of soul power and vitality, has slowly faded from blue-black, as if it will dissipate immediately in the next moment.

After it slapped away several black-horned ants with one claw, and spit out a mouthful of blue flames from its mouth to burn more than a dozen black-horned ants to ashes, it finally looked up to the sky and let out a loud but weak wolf howl. The body could no longer support it, and turned into a black stream of light and flew towards the direction of the totem pole.

Seeing this scene, Lang Ye and Xuan Ling, who had been worried all the time, all changed their faces. The worst thing happened. The totem wolf spirit finally couldn't hold on and had to be forced to return to the totem pole to sleep and cultivate the soul.

Roughly speaking, there are less than two hundred black-horned ants alive in the battlefield now. At least four or five hundred black-horned ants have been completely buried in this battlefield. Most of them were killed by the wolf spirit.

This battle has lasted for more than two hours, and both sides have suffered heavy casualties.

The people on the Black Wolf Tribe have the advantage of terrain and fight in rotation, but they have also suffered more than a hundred casualties in these hours. Only more than a dozen of the more than twenty people of the Black Eagle Tribe can stand up and continue to fight, and only less than ten of the more than ten people of the Giant Rock Tribe are left.

As for the Black Wolf Tribe, more than half of the more than two hundred tribal warriors have been killed or injured. If it weren't for the existence of the wolf spirit totem, the number of people who can still stand on the scene would probably be less than a hundred.

Xuan Ling and Lang Ye stood on the high wall, their faces solemn, staring into the distance.

Sure enough, just a moment after the wolf spirit totem disappeared, several huge black crystal ant guards suddenly appeared on the edge of the battlefield. After testing back and forth, they finally confirmed that the terrifying giant wolf would not return and roared to the sky.

In a moment, the huge figure of the black crystal ant king slowly walked out of the dense forest, looking at everyone with a pair of huge eyes, full of bloodthirsty light.

The black crystal ant king felt that he had miscalculated. Although he didn't care about the lives of ordinary ants, these ants were used for him to hunt and collect resources, and they were also his tribe. It was precisely because of this huge tribe that even ordinary peak beasts in the breathing realm dared not provoke them.

It didn't expect that so many people would be slaughtered by the terrifying giant wolf. Even if it destroyed this human tribe this time, it would take a long time for the lost ants to recover.

Now it and several black crystal ant guards are at their peak, while the human race on the opposite side is already at the end of its strength. And the terrifying wolf spirit, with its inherited memory and temptation, will not easily return to the battlefield again. Who can stop it now?

Just as several ant beasts in the breathing realm were pressing the black wolf tribe step by step, a loud cry came from the sky again.

Several black crystal ant guards all stopped and looked up at the sky.

Ying Er and Xuan Niu finally arrived at this critical moment!

Feng Xuan's body, which was originally lying on the ground, stood up slightly and looked at the battlefield below in shock. He really couldn't imagine what kind of battle had happened here.

Corpses all over the ground, blood plasma and broken limbs on the soil, and what was the black ash floating in the air?

As for Lang Jun, his eyes were already bloodshot. This is his tribe, the black wolf forest where he has lived for decades.

He took a quick look and saw many familiar people among the corpses on the ground, including brothers who fought side by side with him, uncles from the tribe, and little kids who called him uncle.

But now, they have all turned into cold corpses lying in the dirty mud.

Is this the price paid for the greed of his tribe? If possible, Lang Jun would rather the leader never encountered the black crystal ant king eggs, and he would never go to the ant nest to find the blood essence honey, and he and others would never make the self-proclaimed smart decision.

Lang Jun is an emotional man. Everything he does is for the development of the tribe and for the tribe to be better. Even if he had bad thoughts about Feng Xuan before, it was only for the tribe to have one less competitor.

When the black eagle landed in the black wolf tribe, Lang Jun jumped off the eagle's back, ignoring that his wounds had not healed yet, rushed to Lang Ye and punched him in the face.

Lang Ye did not dodge, and let Lang Jun's punch hit his face hard. His body flew back several meters and fell heavily to the ground. It can be seen that this punch was almost not held back.

"This is your plan! This is to allow you to break through to the blood stage. Is this the price?"

Lang Jun grabbed Lang Ye from the ground. His gloomy and dull face was already full of tears, and he roared at Lang Ye.

Lang Ye looked at Lang Jun expressionlessly and silently, without saying a word. Only the grief flashing in his eyes revealed that his heart was not as calm as his face, but he was the leader, and he could not show even the slightest weakness.

At this time, Lang Qing rushed out from the side and used his one arm to tear off Lang Jun's arm that was holding Lang Ye's clothes, and said loudly: "Enough, Lang Jun, the theft of the black crystal ant king egg was a decision made by everyone after discussion, and sending you to seize the blood essence honey was also a joint decision. All the consequences should be borne by us together, even if it is a bad consequence"

At this time, the other warriors of the Black Wolf tribe also said: "Big leader, it is not the leader's fault. I, a human man, did what he did. Isn't it just a life? Killing him today is enough."

"..."

Lang Jun looked at everyone. Even though some people had lost their arms, legs and feet, and were extremely miserable, what they thought was not to blame themselves and other tribe leaders for their wrong decisions, but to silently bear the consequences of this action together. The backlash.

He covered his face and squatted down in despair, tears streaming from the man's fingers.

"I'm sorry, I'm just...sorry"

The people of the Black Eagle Tribe and the Giant Rock Tribe watched silently. They did not know exactly what decision the Black Wolf Tribe had made, but they could roughly guess it from a few words.

But they also know that Lang Ye and others are not doing it for their own selfish desires, but for the tribe to better survive in this wilderness.

This is the Great Wilderness. No one can always be right. If you want to be the winner, only the strong can be qualified. One wrong step will lead to an abyss.

Everyone has already been mentally prepared for this.

Feng Xuan couldn't help but think of his father. He also led a hunting team to deal with unknown beasts, but the whole team returned with bloodshed, leaving the entire tribe severely damaged.

Was his father wrong, or was everyone who made the decision wrong? If there hadn't been that hunting, what would have happened in the end?

Feng Xuan felt confused for a moment.

At this time, a big hand pressed on Feng Xuan's shoulder. Feng Xuan looked and saw that it was Uncle Ling.

Xuan Ling didn't know what Feng Xuan was thinking, but he couldn't help but feel worried when he saw Feng Xuan's confused eyes. He pressed Feng Xuan's shoulder and said:

"There is never anything right or wrong in this world. The behavior of leader Langye cannot be said to be right or wrong. Without the invasion of this ant wave, they would have gotten a savage beast with the potential to reach the realm of vomiting. But it is a pity. , they lost the bet, no one could have imagined that it would develop into this situation in the end, you have to remember that all mistakes are because you are not strong enough."

"Every decision will bring different consequences. We don't know what the uncontrollable future will be. We can only try our best to correct it."

Feng Xuan murmured: "Isn't it powerful enough..."

While everyone was still immersed in temporary sadness, the Black Crystal Ant King in the distance could no longer wait any longer. The losses of the Black-horned Ant Tribe were already great enough. Today, these human races must—die!