The headhunters have a simple lifestyle - they eat whatever they hunt.
They never consider farming, nor do they consider staying in one place. Instead, they wander in the wilderness, looking for food nearby. If they can't find food, then the companions around them are the best food.
The original headhunters were just a group of human refugees. In the wasteland full of alien races, humans seemed weak and helpless. They wailed and moaned, begging for help, but all the alien races rejected them, laughed at them, and even killed them for fun.
After they experienced devastation, pain, and torture, someone finally broke out. They no longer prayed for the help of the aliens, but found ways to hunt the aliens. If they lacked supplies, they would steal and rob. If they lacked food, they would kill and go.
Eat alive the aliens who laugh at them!
Many refugees die, but some will survive, evolve, become stronger and crazier, and continue from generation to generation, forming the current headhunting tribe. They are predatory, crazy and murderous, and have no fixed residence.
, are the cancer of the wasteland, even foreign races fear them.
The headhunters admit that their ancestors are human beings, but they do not admit that they are human beings now. They believe that they are existences beyond human beings, because when they were human beings, everyone laughed at them, drove them away, and slaughtered them.
But not now.
In fact, the current appearance of the headhunters is very different from humans, otherwise Li Ziyu would not define them as subhumans.
After repeated training and evolution, the form of the headhunters became more convenient for moving in the wilderness.
Their bodies are long and thin, as if they are skin and bones, but in fact they are made of muscles as hard as stone under the skin, which gives them strong explosive power. Their long legs and long hands make them better at running. In order to increase their combat effectiveness, they have grown claws.
The teeth became sharp, like wild beasts.
In order to survive, their gastrointestinal organs can adapt to raw meat, and various parasites, viruses, and toxins have almost no effect on them. Their weapons come from the enemy. They do not plunder the enemy's weapons, but use the enemy's bones as weapons and select them from the enemy.
The hardest bones can be chiseled and ground to create the utensils they need.
As a cancer on the wasteland, other tribes are very taboo against them. Even the lizardmen, goblins and other tribes will avoid them, not wanting to cause conflicts, all because they are too crazy.
The attack of the headhunters is extremely fast. After discovering the prey, they will get down on all fours and suddenly burst out with powerful force. They approach the prey at an extremely fast speed. When they rush towards the fortress of the undead, they are like black lines, charging straight towards them.
Come.
They took off the rattan ropes and straw ropes wrapped around their bodies, and tied stones, bones and other objects to a section of the rope. After spinning twice in the air, they threw it towards the fortress. The stones and bones were stuck in the gaps. The headhunters pulled the rope closer.
Climb upward.
Some head hunters stopped in the distance, took out their bows and arrows, and fired arrows at the fortress to cover the climbing tribesmen.
Usually such an attack is very useful, but unfortunately, they seem to have ignored that the targets of this attack are the undead, a group of beings who have no pain, no fear, and are fearless of death. The damage caused by arrows to the undead can be said to be negligible, and it can be decomposed from the building.
The undead who came out didn't care about the arrows at all, and pointed their weapons at the climbing headhunters.
These guys climbed extremely fast, just like a combination of a gecko and a frog. They climbed a few times quickly and then jumped up a bit. The first headhunter had already rushed to the fortress as soon as the undead appeared.
"They're coming up!" The tauren screamed when they saw the headhunters leaping onto the fortress.
Before the sound could be heard, three undead were already coming forward. The leading undead swung the bone knife and slashed at it without hesitation. The bone knife seemed to have cut into the leather armor. It was hard and tough, but when it went down, it did not cut.
The skin of the Broken Hunter clan.
Talent · Bast!
After a long period of evolution, the headhunters have not only improved in strength and speed, their defense is also outstanding. Their skin has long been different from that of normal humans and has become tough. Even if they are not wearing any equipment, they still have defense.
The headhunters looked down at the place where they were chopped, and then looked up at the undead holding the bone knife in front of them, with a ferocious smile on their faces. Since you can't kill me, you're doomed.
Just as he was about to use his own weapon to fight back, two spears pierced him from the left and right. The headhunters did not come forward, but their skin showed layers of tiny waves, which were extremely fine scales.
Talent · Fine Scales!
Whether it is bast or fine scales, they are all passive defenses. For the headhunters, it is as simple as eating or talking.
But even though there was an extra layer of fine scales on his skin, the spear still penetrated his ribs fiercely. The undead, not to mention anything else, was still very powerful, and the headhunters were unable to guard against it this time.
"Uh-huh!"
He let out a cry of pain, but did not die. Instead, he struggled and waved the sickle-like weapon in his hand, frantically trying to attack the undead holding the bone knife in front of him. Before he could touch the undead, his feet
After leaving the ground, he was picked up by two undead with spear guns.
Thick and fishy poisonous blood flowed down the barrel of the gun. The two undead calmly carried the head hunter to the edge of the fortress, shook him vigorously, and threw him off the fortress.
The headhunters, who had nowhere to rely on, declined from the sky, splashing dust on the ground.
As the first headhunter boarded the fortress, more headhunters came up and fought with the undead. Killing cries continued to be heard on the entire platform.
The tauren of the Tabu tribe did not escape this time. Instead, they picked up the totem pole and guarded the tribe, watching the headhunters vigilantly, ready to join the battle at any time.
Mou Mou said that they cannot hide behind the undead forever, and they cannot hide in every battle. They are tauren, not gophers. They have strength, and their ancestors were once famous.
When the battle comes, you can choose not to rush and kill, but you must not become a burden to the undead.
Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be abandoned!
So this time, the tauren did not escape, but chose to stand side by side with the undead. If the headhunters come over, they will use totem poles to tell these guys that we are not easy to mess with!
Li Ziyu, who was standing at the window of the main building, saw the tauren gathered together, picked up the weapon, raised his eyebrows, and had a smile on his face, looking very satisfied.
This is right. When there are difficulties, we have to face them together. These are allies. Every time, I, the undead, work alone to raise you a group of tauren who can't do anything. How is that possible? I'm not your parent.
No matter how powerful you are, as long as you dare to fight together, you are a good friend and a good comrade-in-arms.
Immediately, his eyes shifted to the headhunters, his smile disappeared, replaced by helplessness, and he rubbed his temples.
These guys really gave him a surprise. He didn't expect the charging speed to be so fast. He rushed onto the fortress platform all of a sudden, as if he had done it many times before. He miscalculated. He originally thought of taking advantage of the height of the fortress.
Using high to defeat low, this time is good, people rushed up, skipped the siege step, and started a close combat.
However, it doesn't matter, he believes in his own undead, and if things don't work out, he still has a more powerful skeleton warrior, the skeleton bull demon.