Although most of the Iron Claw Worms were killed, so were quickly bound and captured by the faster tribe mbers. After all, the delicious taste of Iron Claw Worm at from last ti was truly unforgettable.
The Angry Beast had also sustained so injuries, but for a Beastman Warrior, such minor wounds were of no consequence.
What excited him was the arrival of the delicious Iron Claw Worms.
He imdiately organized the tribe mbers into groups, working in tandem to spear and bind them. The haul was unbelievably bountiful.
The surrounding Snow Tiger Tribe mbers saw what was happening and joined in. They used long wooden poles to pin the two large pincers and drag a worm over, where another tribe mber would bind it and toss it aside. Another ingredient for dinner was secured.
anwhile, this may have been the first ti the other young Beastman Warriors had seen this giant iron clawed insect. But for the Beastman Warriors who followed Yuan Lang to hunt Fierce Beasts, this was their second ti seeing the massive creature.
Naturally, they were much more familiar with it than their fellow tribe mbers.
Thus, from the perspective of the middle-aged beastn, Yuan Lang and the warriors who had hunted with him perford exceptionally well, remaining unflustered by the sight of the giant iron clawed insect.
Teng Qian, who was circling and continuously harassing the giant iron clawed insect, suddenly felt a chill at his back and dodged instinctively.
The next mont, a familiar shape slamd against the giant iron clawed insect’s body with a CLACK. The familiar sound of its pincers snapping open and shut made his face turn pale.
He was reminded of the last ti he’d heard that sound—the exact mont his ass had paid the price.
’Damn it, why does it always aim for my ass? Is it so kind of easy target?!’
Yuan Lang looked at the giant iron clawed insect before him, the situation clear in his mind. Even if they could temporarily restrain it with their superior numbers, killing this giant iron clawed insect was impossible.
Their claws weren’t sharp enough to break through the giant iron clawed insect’s defenses. Even using the Beast God’s Power, they fell far short.
He also understood the Clan Leader’s and the elders’ intentions. They wanted to bait out all of the giant iron clawed insect’s various attacks to quickly familiarize themselves with this giant beast and accumulate experience for future battles.
Ultimately, the giant iron clawed insect fell to the claws of the Clan Leader and several of the elder beastn.
The giant pincers, which the young beastn couldn’t even scratch while using the Beast God’s Power, were brutally snapped off by the Clan Leader, while its head was smashed to smithereens by two other elders.
Finally, the giant iron clawed insect’s corpse was unceremoniously dismbered by the tribe mbers and carried into the cave.
The surrounding tribe mbers offered them bamboo tubes filled with warm water or pieces of roasted at, and Wu Yue was once again reminded of how important the Beastman Warriors were to a tribe.
At the very least, when danger arrived, these warriors—who received the best treatnt from the tribe in their daily lives—were always the first to charge to the front lines.
The faces of the surrounding tribe mbers were filled with admiration and gratitude.
She couldn’t help but feel fortunate to have ended up in a tribe that was so grateful and harmonious.
"SCREEECH!"
Suddenly, an eagle’s cry cut through the lively atmosphere in the cave. Wu Yue couldn’t help but feel puzzled. ’In a downpour like this, what kind of eagle would be brave enough to co out and hunt?’
But the mont the eagle cried out, the witch and the Beastman Warriors at the front stopped in their tracks, then turned and headed back toward the cave entrance.
Wu Yue walked over to Yuan Lang’s side. "What’s happening?"
Yuan Lang whispered, "It’s beastn from the Flying Eagle Tribe."
It dawned on Wu Yue, but a new question surfaced in her mind. ’During the rainy season, every tribe stays holed up in their caves. Why would beastn from the Flying Eagle Tribe co to the Snow Tiger Tribe?’
Before the group could even reach the cave entrance, several tall and slender Beastman Warriors from the Flying Eagle Tribe walked in, led by a beastman on patrol.
Leading them was a surprisingly familiar figure: the Black Wolf Tribe Leader, whom they had dealt with extensively when they went to help the Black Wolf Tribe.
Upon seeing the witch, the Black Wolf Tribe Leader and the Flying Eagle Tribe Beastman Warriors behind him hastened forward and bowed. "Greetings, Snow Tiger Witch."
The witch raised a hand. "Rise. Why have you co at this ti? Have those tribes from outside the forest made another move?"
As she spoke, she cast a hostile glare toward the nearby group from the Scorpion Tribe, who were pricking up their ears to eavesdrop.
Being targeted by a witch’s gaze made even a troublemaker like the Angry Beast feel his skin crawl.
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