He has been the most outstanding child in the clan since his birth, and no child has ever been able to be his rival.
When he grows up a little, he can easily defeat adult warriors and even fight against carnivorous beasts!
When Wu Qi reached the age of youth, the strongest warrior in the clan was defeated by him.
Born with divine power and an astonishing physique, he seemed to have been favored by God and was born into the Broken Bone Clan. Some adults even regarded him as the "Son of God".
Having grown up in such praise, Wu Qi also readily accepted such worship.
He had no reason to refuse.
He led other warriors in hunting, defeated wild beasts around the territory, and turned them all into food.
He led his warriors to attack the surrounding clans, incorporating one tribe after another into the clan and becoming stronger.
Although Wu Qi is still a young man, he has long since become the true leader of the clan.
But I don't know when he started to look down on those fragile compatriots.
They are all too weak and will only be left behind by him again and again, without being of any use.
Wu Qi was no longer satisfied, his heart was occupied by a kind of hunger, and he longed for more intense battles all the time.
He began to chase the prey alone in dangerous hunting grounds, fighting with groups of beasts, and finally after the enjoyment was over, he dragged the dead prey back to the clan to enjoy more praise.
But this kind of life didn't last long before he got tired of it again.
not enough.
Still not enough.
Fighting is simply not fun.
When he was about to reach adulthood, he was already powerful to a level beyond the comprehension of mortals.
No matter whether they were warriors from other clans or seemingly powerful beasts, they were no match for him, and he could not enjoy the fun of fighting at all.
So, on the third fire moon when he began to get tired of all this, he walked alone to a forbidden area that the clan had not allowed to set foot in for generations, a sacred mountain with a legendary god.
He wants to challenge the gods.
On the top of the mountain, he did not see the gods described in the legend, but only saw a huge white leopard.
The essence of the mysterious mountain god of this sacred mountain is just a white leopard. This truth disappointed Wu Qi, but he was not disappointed either.
Unfortunately, gods are also tangible.
Excited that gods can also fight!
Without much hesitation, Wuqi challenged the god to defeat him!
The battle lasted for three days and three nights. Half of the top of the holy mountain was flattened in the aftermath of the battle, and numerous animals living on the mountain were killed or injured.
And in the end, he defeated the mountain god White Leopard!
Wuqi drove it out of its territory and completely occupied the Holy Mountain.
Uchi wins!
But he also lost.
Total loss, nothing left.
…
…
Lost.
boom!
Covered in blood, Wu Qi was kicked away by the goat's hooves again and hit the ground heavily.
Listening to the crunching sound of the bones in his body, Wu Qi knew that he might not be able to stand up this time.
I am no match for this beast.
"Hahahahaha..."
Although he didn’t know how many ribs were broken, Wu Qi still laughed out loud at this moment:
"This is what it feels like to be alive...cough, cough, cough, this is what it feels like to be alive!"
He was so happy that he almost shed tears.
【You crazy person.】
Looking coldly at Wuqi who was laughing nervously, the black goat god cursed in disgust and tried to make him shut up completely, but he bent his front legs and fell heavily.
Wuqi was indeed seriously injured, but his condition was not that good.
There was a huge wound on his abdomen, from which black blood flowed, accumulating into a pool of blood underneath him.
He underestimated the opponent's strength in this state, and even underestimated the opponent's desire to fight.
Wu Qi didn't care at all how much injury he would suffer, and he was completely fighting for his life by exchanging injuries for injuries.
【Just pay the price for your recklessness.】
Although the body was unbalanced, it did not fall. The goat spirit finally maintained its balance and stood on the ground.
The wound began to heal quickly. Although this was just an appearance in the spiritual world, it also meant that the injury was gradually weakening and it was recovering quickly.
And if Wuqi is successfully swallowed, its injuries will not be a problem at all, and the shaman will no longer pose a threat. Anyway, she is still hiding on the edge and dare not get close...
He raised his giant hoof and stopped on Wu Qi's head. He was about to drop it, but suddenly it fell in another direction!
boom!
"ah!"
Along with the shaman's shrill howl, he revealed his ferocious fangs.
【Sure enough, here! Do you think you can... hmm!?】
But at this moment, a withered arm passed silently through the flesh and blood of the goat god along the wound on his abdomen, and touched his heart gently.
laugh.
The poison quickly corroded the beating golden heart, causing him tremendous pain.
Roar!!!
【You damn shaman!!!】
"Ahem, hey hey hey..."
With the sneer in his ears, the goat-like god kicked back hard, but failed to kick the shaman.
The opponent is an evil being who is more cunning than anyone else. The shaman goddess just sacrificed a witchcraft substitute that actually contains a soul just to be able to successfully attack.
"Who makes you two better than me? I can only do what I'm best at."
Hoarse laughter sounded, and an old woman wearing a black hood walked out of the shadows of the forest, carrying a doll and an ugly straw goat doll in her hands.
Cursed Doll.
"Now, it is my victory. I will devour you all, and then I will seek revenge on those people!"
The fire of hatred burned brightly in his ugly and dim eyes, and the shaman God squeezed the doll in his hand tightly.
"Go to hell!"
【No!】
Click!
But just before the doll shattered, a huge cracking sound appeared first, and a strong figure covered with scars broke through the jungle barrier and strode in.
"What!?"
The shaman had no time to think and crushed the puppet in his hand.
But nothing happened. The middle-aged Wuqi didn't even look at the shaman, but walked step by step towards "himself" who was collapsed and weak.
"Stand up, you can't rest here yet, the tribe still needs you."
He stretched out his hand towards himself who also fell to the ground in his memory.
"If you fall here, the beast will escape and hide, and then kill everyone in the clan when you go out hunting."
Like an outsider, Wu Qi calmly recounted the most painful memories in his heart, the nightmare that had haunted him for thousands of years.
"Although we were able to kill the beast in the end, it was too late."
Everyone in the clan died and was devoured by the white leopard.
Staring at the past self, the one resting on the top of the mountain after winning.