In the distance, dawn is approaching, it seems dark but not dark.
The field was densely piled with corpses of stupa and trumpet buds, and smelly green blood mixed with rainwater flowed around.
Several members of the hunting team died, and the defense line retreated from the open space outside the fence to the fence.
He Chen was already numb.
Everyone is numb.
Numbly waving weapons, numbly watching the tribesmen die, numbly watching the Bada butterfly falling from the sky and being swallowed by the big food flower.
When he died, he was also numb.
But they looked at the flag with satisfaction in their eyes.
The Blood Palm flag set up by the Morning Witch has not yet fallen!
He Chen stood next to the flag, wielding the stone knife and slashing at his body, while Suicune was right next to him, attacking the trumpet buds or mouthflowers that he didn't have time to resist.
His arms were sore and weak, and his eyes were a little dim.
He suddenly realized it.
This is great prehistory!
This is an era when the bloody law of the jungle prevails!
There is no Pokemon handheld device, no hot-blooded 2-shounen manga, and no sub-genre animation.
Some are just naked predators of the weak.
If you don't work hard, you will perish.
If you don’t fight hard, you will perish.
If you are not cold-blooded, you will perish.
Some elves came to the Holy Mother with the benevolent hearts of their previous lives, but in the end they harmed the tribe.
"Hoo, hoho."
Suicune next to him stopped attacking and took a few breaths.
Even if it is a mythical beast, it will be tiring. One-on-one is fine, but this kind of human sea tactic...
There are many scars on Suicune's body, and there are several flying blades stuck in his strong thighs.
There are too many buds and trumpet buds, and it is almost unbearable.
He Chen gritted his teeth.
There is a flag here. It is the first time that the tribesmen know something like a flag. Their understanding of the flag cannot be changed!
The flag is something that must be protected with all one's strength!
This is the belief he wants to instill!
"not good."
He Chen had been preventing attacks from powerful special moves such as Sun Flame before, but now their defense line has retreated to the fence, and there are some big flower-eating moves below that cannot be blocked!
"ah--!"
The mouths of more than a dozen giant food flowers condensed with light, ready to go.
"Suicune! Baddie! Attack those big food flowers quickly!" He Chen yelled.
With so much sunlight and flames, the fence will never be able to withstand it, and many people may even die.
There are only a few Bada butterflies left, and Suicune is also weak.
However, they still listened to He Chen's words and aimed their attacks at those big food flowers.
"ah--!"
However, a large number of trumpet buds and mouthflowers blocked the attack.
Only a few giant food flowers were hit by the attack.
"How can these big food flowers be exposed to the blazing sun!"
The light in the mouths of those big food flowers grew stronger and stronger, and He Chen's eyes widened.
"It's over."
But after a moment of depression, he regained his fighting spirit.
"If there is no fence, we still have to fight!"
He Chen felt furious.
The temper of the Chinese people is that they will bite a piece of your flesh even if they die.
The fence is gone, and like dirt, it will bite you to death.
"boom--"
Sunlight flames, large and small, spurted out and shot towards the green insect tribe, forming bright and dazzling light paths across the night sky.
The faces of the Green Insect Tribe were full of despair, and some women even started to cry.
"Suicune, leave quickly!"
He Chen closed his eyes, hugged Xiaobai tightly, and curled up.
Grass-based ultimate moves can do a lot of damage to Suicune.
At this moment, a melodious and deep cry sounded.
"What-!"
Everyone turned their heads and looked up at the top of the mountain, where the sound came from.
"Grandpa Baidie!"
Everyone shouted in surprise.
"Grandpa Baidie?"
He Chen opened his eyes and looked solemn.
They all know that Grandpa Baidie is very powerful, but Grandpa Baidie is very old.
The reason why He Chen never invited Grandpa Baidie was because he didn't want Grandpa Baidie to be overworked.
After all, who in the previous life had ever seen a boxer boxing in his 80s? If you throw a punch and miss the person, you may twist your waist.
Grandpa Baidie is equivalent to this kind of old person.
He Chen was very worried that Grandpa Baidie would die because of the battle, which would be disastrous for the Green Insect Tribe.
Because of Grandpa Baidie, the green insect tribe was able to live in this meteorite mountain while resisting pressure from all directions.
Others didn't know, but He Chen knew that the Yellow Insect Tribe was able to develop and grow on its own because the Green Insect Tribe blocked most of the attacks from the elves in the south and east.
Otherwise, due to the fact that the Yellow Insect Tribe does not have super high combat power, it would have been destroyed long ago.
It was only the presence of the Green Insect Tribe, or Grandpa Baidie, that allowed them to recuperate and recuperate.
"Grandpa Baidie, is it okay..." He Chen murmured to himself.
"The elder is very strong." Shuijun comforted He Chen.
"What-!"
As Grandpa Baidie's old and powerful voice sounded, a misty light shield rose up, covering the entire settlement at the foot of the mountain.
Skill - Hold on!
"Securing such a large area..."
A hint of surprise flashed in He Chen's eyes.
"Pfft——"
Sure enough, the sun's flames hit the photomask almost at the same time as it rose, causing ripples.
The photomask fluctuated, but it failed to break the photomask.
"Hold it!"
He Chen couldn't help but marvel.
The other tribesmen cheered directly.
"Boys, dance with me!"
At this time, Grandpa Baidie's voice sounded in everyone's hearts.
He Chen looked up.
I saw a dark and thin young man holding a single-winged butterfly in his arms, slowly coming out of the cave on the top of the mountain.
The single-winged butterfly stood in the boy's arms and flapped its wings slightly.
Grandpa Baidie and Di!
At this time, Di looked very excited, especially when he saw He Chen and the flag next to He Chen, his eyes were wet.
"Babys... let's dance..."
Grandpa Baidie's voice sounded.
"Dance?"
He Chen had doubts in his eyes.
"It's not us, it's the Baddies."
Wing said suddenly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining bad butterflies were seen flying quickly from the battlefield to the mountain.
It flew to Grandpa Baidie's side and floated above Di's head, forming an oval shape.
"What-"
"Baa!" "Baa!"
Following the long cry of Grandpa Baidie, the big butterflies began to fly slowly, their white wings streaking mysterious traces in the sky, and little fluorescent phosphorus powder falling.
The butterfly fluttering in the rain looks dreamlike, mysterious and beautiful.
An inexplicable, mysterious power spreads.
"This is butterfly dance!"
He Chen couldn't help but exclaimed.
Is there any large-scale group butterfly dance?
Other Bada butterflies don’t seem to be able to!
At this moment, Di was holding up Grandpa Baidie, and Grandpa Baidie was holding Di up with his telekinesis.
A layer of shimmering light covers each butterfly.
"ah--!"
The big food flowers under the fence all neighed anxiously, and they also felt a kind of pressure.
This is the pressure that Grandpa Baidie is superior to them.
There is pressure from those in power.
Venom, a grass stirrer, a flying leaf knife, and several beams of sunlight were emitted at the same time, aiming at the big butterflies at the top of the mountain.
"What-!"
Grandpa Baidie neighed from his mouth, and all the big butterflies around him also neighed.
The sound vibrated, turned into ripples and spread, and was condensed together by Grandpa Baidie, and rushed towards the big food flowers.
Insect-type ultimate move—Insect Cry!
The attacks from both sides are getting closer.
On one side are the few hundred giant flower buds, mouth buds and trumpet buds that were left after the fight.
On one side are the ten remaining Bada butterflies and the single-winged Grandpa White Butterfly.
"Get down quickly!" He Chen yelled.
His voice was quickly drowned out.
"boom--"
When the special move comes into contact, a violent roar and explosion sound is released.
There was a violent shock, and the white butterflies suddenly fell from the sky like dumplings.
Di Ye suddenly lost the support of his mind and fell to the ground holding Grandpa Baidie, screaming in pain.
Fortunately, it was not too high and the fall was not serious, but Grandpa Baidie's body rolled out.
And the big food flowers flew out one by one, hitting the trees in the distance, and some even fell directly into the fire that was not extinguished by the rain.
The shock wave spread to the fence, causing wind and rain, but the tribesmen did not suffer much damage, only a few unlucky ones were blown down.
The fence is only slightly tilted.
He Chen stood up and felt happy when he saw the big food flowers flying upside down.
He shouted: "Uncle, what a great opportunity!"
Wings also discovered this opportunity.
His burly and majestic body jumped down from the fence, stepped on various corpses with his bare feet, and raised the mottled stone knife with chips everywhere in his hand.
Various tribesmen jumped down immediately.
"Green Worm Tribe!"
Wing's eyes were sharp, he waved his sore arms, wiped the blood, sweat and rain from his face, his voice was hoarse: