Izavande's face gradually returned to normal, his split mouth returned to its original shape, and he returned to his sinister appearance.
Looking down at the corpse on the ground, Izavande smiled and said, "You got it right, how could I be a native like you."
Stepping over the corpse, Izawende walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back.
The two warriors holding spears bowed at the same time, "Young Patriarch."
"Xie Lie abandoned his tribe and escaped on his own. He has been executed. Go in and collect the body and clean up the blood. I do not allow the blood of cowards in my council chamber."
The arrogant-looking Izewende glanced at his side and ordered in a cold voice.
"Yes, young patriarch."
Two guards quickly entered the hall to clean up.
Izewende raised his head and squinted his eyes at the perpetually dark sky. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he walked out leisurely with this smile on his face.
As for how many people had died in the big tent just now, including even [Pretender] Edgeward, he didn't have any anger or sadness in his heart, but only contempt for these wastes.
The reason is very simple, he is not Izavande...
But he lived here very comfortably under Izewende's name and body.
The real young leader of the Red Stone Clan, Izewende, was a weak, violent and lustful guy who was completely replaced by him two years ago.
A noble person from the Shengluo tribe completely parasitized a weak indigenous waste at 100%. This was a humiliating experience that cannot be washed away.
However, this body has a unique position in this crisis-ridden Manshengxing.
This is his only intention.
"People who come from outer space... My chance to escape from this damn planet is yours. So, can you run away? Humph."
Izavande walked towards his house with a cold expression, turning a blind eye to all the people on the road who bowed and said hello to him.
These lowly natives are not too barbaric, and at least they know the basics of dignity.
"Contact the six elders and prepare to hold a meeting."
The moment he returned to the door of his room, Izewende turned around and gave casual instructions to a tall, trembling woman. He gently pinched the delicate and smooth skin with his palm, and there was a trace of evil on his face.
The woman was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground, "Yes, young patriarch."
"Hahaha, come over and sleep with me tonight."
Izavande laughed and walked into his bedroom.
There was nothing unhappy about his mood.
Those who died were not members of his noble Saint Luo family.
It happened that he was parasitic on this so-called young patriarch, and he could still enjoy emperor-like treatment.
Of course I'm in a good mood.
"By the way, notify the elders of the Blackwater Tribe to come and attend the meeting."
The woman with a bumpy figure in animal skins had just carefully raised her head to confirm whether Izewander had left when she heard these words, and her body shivered with fright.
Quickly answer yes.
Izavande was simply a nightmare in her heart.
It is also the nightmare of all girls and young women in the entire Red Stone Tribe!
After the drastic change in my personality in the past two years, instead of being stupid, I have become much more sinister and cruel.
I can only pray that I don't make a mistake and be caught by him.
Blackwater Tribe.
Yes, inform the elders of the Blackwater Tribe.
The woman with sad eyes lowered her head and hurried out.
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puff!
With a thud, Alva had just landed when he heard the sound of a sharp blade entering his body from the front.
His expression suddenly turned depressed.
The "244" just spoken in his mouth also became dry.
Because a figure was slowly getting up from the front, and a clear voice came, "249."
Mu Fan stood up from the body of the clouded leopard that had been cut into two pieces. He chuckled and added, "It's gone. Do you want to go back and kill a few more?"
puff!
There was a burst of unsuppressed laughter from behind.
Alva looked back with a dark face, and several White Armor warriors quickly made serious faces to show that they were definitely not smiling.
"If you can't compete, you can't compete. I, Alva, can afford to lose!!" Alva made a serious and generous look on his face, but he couldn't help but add another sentence after only a few seconds, "I'll find it next time I compete."
It’s a place where people can kill. What a bad road I chose. I killed more than two hundred star beasts and it’s gone.”
Blore, the Wind Tribe man behind him, opened his lips and wanted to explain that the path he chose was approved by Alva.
This is the most convenient and fastest way to reach the depths of the Bone Burial Ground.
But as soon as Blore opened his mouth, he was held down by two other big men from the White Armor clan, and one of them quickly covered his mouth.
Several people shook their heads desperately, with pleading eyes, signaling Blore not to speak.
Finally, the honest Blore agreed and was released.
Several big men from the Baijia tribe looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief.
Alva had better save face, especially in front of this love rival. If he lost face...it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
Seeing Alva's strong side, Mu Fan couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, let's continue next time. Are we here yet?"
Following Mu Fan's line of sight, animal bones five to ten stories high could be seen everywhere.
This is a graveyard of bones.
Just by looking at these huge bones, you can imagine how majestic these star beasts must have been when they were alive.
Alva stood on a broken rock, his nose twitching, "The smell here is not strong. There shouldn't be many star beasts coming here recently. Let's hurry up and try not to disturb those big guys."
Some king beasts in the beast tide come here for some unknown reason when their lives are about to run out.
This time, Alva led the way, followed closely by Mu Fan. The white-armored warriors guarded Bloor, a member of the Wind Tribe, at the end.
The team begins to cross the Passage of Bones.
As the distance got farther and farther, Mu Fan's heart, which had been beating vigorously, began to relax, and he actually felt a refreshing and cool feeling around him.
"Mu Fan, there is some kind of special force field here."
Hei's voice sounded quietly among Mu Fan.
Mu Fan bumped his teeth together to indicate that he understood.
Under the influence of that cool feeling, Mu Fan even felt that the originally calm ethereal energy began to become active in his heart.
This seems to be some kind of...
Life force field?
A group of people walked on broken bones, making a crunching sound.
"Why, do you feel any changes in your body?" Alva's voice suddenly came from the front.
"Yes, a very comfortable atmosphere." Mu Fan answered truthfully.
"We speculate that this may be some kind of natural healing place, but some star beasts were injured too much and could not heal themselves, and finally died here, and over time it became a burial ground."