MTL - Never Fade Skull Flag-Chapter 621 attack on indigenous tribes

Cannibal tribe island, deep in the forest.

In the center of the forest is a valley, which runs through a big river. There are more than a dozen boats on one side of the big river. There is a row of trees on the bank, but it is not as dense as the trees in the opposite forest. Behind the woods, there are some strange things. A tribe of wooden houses and tree houses.

Next to the largest wooden house, there is a simple cage made of hardwood and thick cables. The captured pirates of the Black Fantasy are all **** at this time, but their hands and feet have been tied and hung in the cage. , unable to move.

Charles, who was passed out by the venomous poison, received special treatment. He killed eight of the most powerful warriors of the tribe. At the same time, many cannibals were injured because of him. Because of his terrible state of the scorpion king, so at this time Charles was **** all over, and several specialized cannibals were watching him.

The cannibal chief wanted to kill Charles because he was too powerful. The chief was afraid that when Charles woke up, he would cause harm to the rest of the tribe. There were no warriors to resist Charles with their lives. When Charles woke up, the tribe would also It's over.

And the priest didn't think so. In his opinion, Charles was poisoned. Even if he didn't die, he wouldn't wake up so quickly. He would sacrifice Charles to their god. If Charles died before the sacrifice , their gods will be angry.

boom!

boom!

The sound of the pirates bombarding the island woods was heard from time to time in the ears of these natives of the cannibal tribe. They looked at the smokey woods angrily, holding sharp wooden spears and some sharp axes, stone hammers and the like in their hands.

There are also some cannibals who are moving outside things into the cellar. The priest does not plan to sacrifice immediately, because he knows that there will be a storm soon, and if the sacrifice is carried out, the ceremony may be damaged by the storm.

On the opposite side of the big river, a few cannibal natives ran over in a rowing boat. They ran nervously to the chief's house and told him what had just happened.

Including the bad news that his brother was caught by those rude pirates.

The priest was also on the side, and he listened blankly, his heart full of mockery at the price his brother paid for his recklessness.

His younger brother thought it would be ridiculous to intimidate the pirates to give up burning the woods.

They are pirates!

It is a robber on the sea, a natural enemy of the natives!

"The storm is coming soon. Don't worry about the pirates. Their sailboats will be overturned by the waves. When the storm is over, let our warriors go to the beach and bring back what is useful in the wreckage."

The priest spoke to the chief and the two cannibals who reported in the native language, telling them to quickly bring the things outside into the cellar.

Living in the waters of the Sea of ​​​​Storm, these cannibal natives have long been accustomed to storms.

"Lord Priest, aren't we going to rescue Jagruba?"

The chief looked at his brother and sighed.

"How to save? The reason we were able to defeat the pirates was because I found the ship before they landed! It's because we were ambushed in the woods and attacked the seventy pirates with three hundred men from the tribe. !"

"Do you know how many warriors we killed trying to catch those pirates? Ninety-seven people! Including the eight most powerful warriors in the tribe, do you want me to exchange the food the warriors exchanged their lives for? Just for Jaeger That stupid guy from Ruba?"

The priest looked at the chief with a cold voice, and his livid face finally eased.

"I warned him before not to go, but he didn't listen, so he had to bear the consequences himself."

The chief nodded, he knew that he could not change the priest's mind.

Although he is a chief, the priest's right to speak is much greater than him, and he has to admit that there is still some truth to what the priest said.

Soon, the sea breeze became violent, and the originally clear sky was completely covered by dark clouds in a very short period of time.

The natives got into the woods and sheltered from the heavy rain in tree houses, and the cellars were sealed off to ensure that no rain would flow in.

The captive pirates were driven by the natives into a rocky cave at the end of the valley, which was blocked with boulders by the natives, leaving only an opening for ventilation.

Because Charles is special, he was locked in the place where the natives used to store the rum and spices that were previously looted from other merchant ships or pirate ships.

The blizzard fell, mixed with rain, and began to wash the island, and the natives waited in the treehouse, and as soon as the storm was over, they would go to the beach and kill all those **** pirates.

The flames of the forest were extinguished, and the side of the forest near the beach was almost destroyed, almost all of which were tree debris and scorch marks.

In the forest, twelve figures marched into the depths of the woods against the blizzard.

Headed by Anna, she took Wes~www.novelbuddy.com~ Billy and Danny's pirates from Skull Island, a total of twelve pirates, planning to take advantage of the rainstorm to raid.

She also has a total of three magic muskets in Weiss' hands. The magic flames of the muskets are not afraid of rain. Even in such rainy weather, they can still destroy large wooden houses of the indigenous people.

The woods were filled with the roar of the wind, and the twelve remained silent, their eyes full of anger.

They killed and wounded almost half of the crew because of these savage natives!

Aboriginal tribes, rum and spices storage room.

Charles' back was bloody, and he could almost see the vertebrae in some places. He withdrew from the form of the Scorpion King because of a coma, and the golden bracelet automatically appeared on his arm.

There are two strong natives next to him who are responsible for guarding Charles. One of the natives holds a wooden thorn in his hand, which is smeared with venom and jabbing Charles from time to time.

"Um~"

Charles let out a slight moan, and the dazed native suddenly panicked. He watched Charles kill so many natives with his own eyes.

"He's awake! He's awake! Stab him with a stinger!"

The native pushed his companion, and the native was also very scared, and stabbed Charles twice with a wooden thorn.

Charles felt a burst of pain, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he could vaguely see a humanoid creature with a jackal's head...

"Knock him out! Knock him out!"

The native was scrambling to find weapons, but the rum barrels and spice barrels were too big, and he was afraid of smashing Charles to death, because the priest reminded him not to let Charles die.

The native looked around, and his eyes fell on the gold bracelet on Charles's arm.

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