Qin Tiange chopped off the head of the blue-blood leader, picked up the dead tribe leader's weapon, a huge bone spear, pierced the head, and stuck it in front of the tribe's gate.
"The leader of the blue-blood clan is dead, clansmen, kill them all to avenge the clan leader!"
"Avenge the clan leader!"
"Kill!"
The entire tribe came to see the leader of the blue blood clan being picked and killed by Qin Tiange, his head cut off, and his forehead nailed with the bone spear of their dead clan leader, hanging high there.
In an instant, all the tribal warriors rose up and slashed with their super weapons, killing the three thousand blue-blood warriors who were in panic in front of them.
Even some ordinary tribesmen, old men, and women in the tribe took up their weapons and rushed out one by one, turning into a torrent and drowning the three thousand blue-blood warriors.
Anger and hatred continued to expand. The people in the tribe needed to vent and take revenge. They brandished weapons one by one to kill, and finally defeated these three thousand powerful blue-blood warriors.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
Suddenly, Qin Tiange rushed over quickly, sweeping across with his big halberd. Five blue-blood warriors who were about to flee were cut off in half on the spot. Blood spurted out, and the blue light was extremely dazzling.
He was like a harvester, constantly slaughtering the blue-blood warriors who had become a mess. No one could make a move with his big halberd, and they were all hacked to death.
Seeing his bravery and strength, the warriors of the tribe were filled with murderous intent, and they quickly killed all the scattered blue-blood warriors one by one, leaving no one behind.
Woo!
A blue weapon roared, penetrated the air, and instantly penetrated the chest of the last blue-blood warrior who was escaping a thousand meters away, nailing him there.
Three thousand blue-blood warriors, including their leader, all fell here, completely dead, and no one could escape.
The last one escaped a thousand meters away and was about to cross the river, but Qin Tiange picked up a blue war gun from the ground and threw it to death.
"We are victorious!"
In front of the tribe, thousands of tribal warriors came out together with tens of thousands of tribesmen, men, women, old and young.
They looked at the corpses on the ground and seemed very silent. They did not feel any joy of victory in the battle, but instead felt a sense of sadness.
Their clan leader died in battle!
"Thank you, clan brother!"
"Thank you, clan brother!"
Suddenly, tens of thousands of tribesmen saluted in unison, showing deep respect and gratitude to Qin Tiange.
They used an ancient etiquette to express their gratitude to Qin Tiange. If he hadn't suddenly come out, the tribe might have been captured.
"We are all our own people, so there is no need to be grateful. It's a pity that I couldn't save your tribe leader. It's a pity." Qin Tiange shook his head and sighed, saying there was no need to thank him.
Opposite, the leader of the tribal strongman, a middle-aged man, is extremely tall, with a strong back and waist, and looks very powerful.
With a sad face, he came to the corpse of the clan leader and slowly knelt down. Behind him, countless tribesmen knelt down and worshiped.
"Fellow tribesmen, clear the battlefield immediately."
Soon, the mighty middle-aged man stood up and ordered the tribesmen to clean up the battlefield. After all, they had just experienced a big battle and they had to be cleaned up, whether they were the corpses of the enemy or the corpses of the tribesmen.
Moreover, it is unclear whether there are still enemies nearby, so post-war cleanup work must be done, and it must be done quickly.
A full 20,000 tribesmen took action together. In just half an hour, two mountains of corpses, one large and one small, were piled up in front of the tribe. The larger one was the three thousand corpses of the blue blood tribe, and the smaller one was the tribesmen who died in the battle, including
That patriarch.
The burning fire burned and the corpses were quickly burned, leaving only the corpse of the tribe leader undisposed of.
"Chief Warrior, our tribe has lost its leader, what should we do in the future?"
At this time, an old man from the tribe walked over and asked with a sad face, somewhat revealing his concern for the future.
The strongest member of the tribe, their patriarch, died in battle, which was definitely a huge blow to the entire tribe.
Without experts in charge, the tribe will be more dangerous and its future survival will be slim. This is what the tribesmen are most worried about.
That middle-aged man was the second master in the tribe, and the leader alone was the warrior leader of the tribe, commanding all the warriors.
He looked sad, shook his head and said: "I don't know what to do. Now the tribe has just experienced a bloody battle, people are panicked, and the leader of the tribe died in the battle. What can I do?"
"How about you, Warrior Chief, become the new clan leader?" Someone suddenly made this suggestion, and many people moved and looked at the Warrior Chief expectantly.
However, the latter frowned deeply after hearing this and objected: "I am not qualified. With my strength, I cannot be the leader of the clan. I can only refuse the love of all clan members."
"But" he said, and suddenly his eyes moved over to Qin Tiange, who was picking up a blue gun and inspecting it.
His eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly suggested: "Tribesmen, this clan brother saved our entire tribe, killed the blue blood leader, and is the benefactor of our tribe. How about we ask him to be the leader of our tribe?"
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"This" the old man looked hesitant, glanced at Qin Tiange in the distance, and sighed: "I am afraid that the other party will provoke us and other weak tribes and refuse to accept it. You know, a strong man like him will not be accepted in the tribal alliance.
They are all big shots."
"Yes, our small tribe cannot afford to hire such a strong man to take charge."
Strong people are absolutely welcome here, and of course they must be strong from their own clan. They believe that Qin Tiange is from the human race, and naturally regard him as a strong person from their own clan.
The warrior thought for a while, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Let's all go together and plead, maybe there will be a chance."
After finishing speaking, seeing that no one in the tribe objected, naturally they would not object. In such a wild land, if the tribe wants to survive, it must be led by a powerful figure.
The leader of the tribe must be the strongest person in the tribe, so we have to ask Qin Tiange, a strong man in the tribe, to serve as the new leader of the tribe.
bang bang bang
Everyone in the entire tribe, more than 20,000 people, men, women, old and young, suddenly came up to Qin Tiange and knelt down in unison.
This move made Qin Tiange stunned. Looking at this group of primitive humans, he was a little confused. Even if he was thanking him, he didn't need to kneel down, right?
"What are you doing?" Qin Tiange had a vague guess in his heart, but he still asked.
I saw the warrior leader of the tribe raised his head, with a firm and serious look on his face, and begged: "The previous leader of my tribe died in the battle, and now there is no one to lead the tribe. I implore this strong man in the tribe to serve as the leader of my tribe and lead him."
Our tribe will prosper forever."
"I beg you, Chief!"
More than 20,000 tribesmen knelt down and worshiped, shouting loudly, with solemn expressions and full of seriousness. They all looked at Qin Tiange with expectant eyes, hoping in their hearts that such a strong man would lead the tribe.
Qin Tiange was really stunned. He never expected that these primitive tribesmen would ask him to be their clan leader?
Could it be that the tribe leader is so easy to do? Qin Tiange was a little surprised. After thinking about it, he asked: "I am just a person from outside your tribe, so you trust me to be your tribe leader?"
"We are humans!"
A uniform shout was deafening and spread far and wide. More than 20,000 primitive tribesmen actually shouted such a sentence.
Qin Tiange was stunned for a moment and then recovered, with a complex look on his face. Looking at these primitive humans, he suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion rolling in his heart.
The meaning of these people's words is that we are all human beings, and members of the tribe are naturally honest and trusting to each other. Perhaps this is one of the simplest virtues of the ancient human race.
Think about the deception, cunning, insidiousness, and selfishness of human beings in modern society. Compared with primitive humans, they are really much worse, and their hearts are becoming increasingly filthy.
"Okay, I agree!"
After thinking for a while, Qin Tiange nodded and agreed. Just kidding, he would not miss the benefit of having it delivered to his door.
This mission requires killing one million two-star creatures. I was thinking about how to complete it, but now I see, isn't it a good idea?
"Task progress: 3002/1 million"
This is the current progress of the mission. Qin Tiange looked at this set of data with a thoughtful expression. He definitely did not kill enough one thousand, let alone three thousand.
Perhaps, what was killed by the people in the tribe was counted as his own, which made him think and find a way to complete the task.
"Actually, it's not bad to be a tribe leader." Qin Tiange looked at the excited expressions on the faces of the more than 20,000 primitive tribesmen in front of him, and couldn't help but have this thought flashing through his mind.
In this way, Qin Tiange inexplicably became the new clan leader of this tribe, leading the primitive tribesmen to start formulating a plan to complete his death mission.