Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Night Raid
In the bamboo meeting hall, Tia and the others were incredibly curious.

When Enzo’s green light connected them together, they felt a powerful life force, as if they could instantly recover from any injury.

Unable to contain her curiosity, Clara asked, “What is this?”

Enzo didn’t hide anything and replied, “Life Link. It connects the life forces of a group of people, significantly sharing any injuries suffered. However, it can only heal superficial wounds or internal injuries. Severe physical damage is still difficult to recover from.”

As the captain of the Battle squad, Clara immediately grasped the implications of Life Link.

This could greatly reduce casualties in battles.

Enzo understood this as well.

Yet, he faintly felt that the effects of Life Link weren’t limited to humans alone, potentially extending to animals or even plants… What would happen then?

Enzo was somewhat intrigued.

However, now wasn’t the time to experiment with Life Link.

Enzo instructed Clara and Tia, “Clara, Tia, gather your respective Battle squads at the north gate of the camp. Amy, stay in camp and take care of the Giant Bone Wolf corpses.”

Amy was reluctant; she wanted to accompany Enzo.

But she knew now wasn’t the time to argue. She nodded and blessed Enzo, saying, “Lord Enzo, please return safely!”

Tia, on the other hand, was unfazed, her eyes burning with the desire for battle. She smiled and reassured Amy, “Don’t worry, Amy!”

Soon after, Enzo departed with Clara and Tia.

Before long, Clara and Tia arrived separately with their squads at the north gate, where a large group had already gathered. These were warriors chosen from various tribes, each brimming with excitement. The raid on Mpondo Tribe was destined to become a glorious feat in the jungle.

And they were the ones to achieve it!

With these thoughts fueling their impatience, they all looked eagerly towards Enzo until he finally commanded, “Let’s go!”

Under the cover of night, a massive force of over a hundred people assembled like a colossal beast, tearing through everything in their path, crossing the jungle and entering Plata Plain.

…

Plata Plain, Mpondo Tribe.

Reg felt extremely uneasy as he paced back and forth in the tribal camp. In the flickering torchlight under the gentle breeze, shadows danced around him.

It was eerily quiet.

Only the sound of the wind rustling the green grass, along with distant echoes of wolf howls.

And it had been like this for many nights before.

Reg was still somewhat uneasy. He suddenly regretted his previous neglect of the jungle, which had resulted in the loss of two important tribe members, Willa and Wolfie. If other tribes from Plata Plain found out, they might seize the opportunity to attack.

Conflict and battle on the plains were commonplace.

Reg called for Crue and asked, “Priest Crue, you emerged from the jungle. I need an honest assessment of the strength of the major jungle tribes.”

Crue earnestly replied, “Chief Reg, there’s no need to worry. The jungle tribes cannot be your opponents.”

Reg found some comfort in these words.

However, commotion outside the camp interrupted them. Tribe members responsible for observing the outskirts rushed back in a panic, shouting, “People, many people!”

Reg slapped the man who spoke, demanding, “Who are these people?”

Feeling the pain on his face, the man regained composure and answered, “Great Chief, I don’t know. There are hundreds of them, each armed, heading towards our camp!”

“Damn it!”

Reg cursed, then ordered the horn to be blown to alert others.

But accompanying the horn blasts were cries of agony.

Gene charged at the forefront, his body emanating green lines connecting dozens of team members. His form had grown larger, resembling a truly enraged bear. He smashed a gap in the massive wooden wall surrounding the Mpondo Tribe camp. Other team members swiftly poured through the breach.They killed any adult male who was the member of Mpondo Tribe directly.

Suddenly, many people from the Mpondo Tribe did not react in time.

The members of the jungle tribe were not polite.

“Kill! Kill them! Revenge for our deceased tribe!”

They shouted, crazily killing, releasing their beastly nature.

Seeing this scene, Reg was extremely angry. A blood red light appeared on his body, and his eyes were bloodthirsty. He wanted to stop Gene and his group from massacring, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Enzo.

Enzo silently watched Reg and asked, “Are you the leader of the Mpondo Tribe?”

Reg replied with a question, “And who are you?”

Enzo didn’t answer. He didn’t have the patience for it.

Comared to the current Crimson Star camp, the Mpondo Tribe’s camp wasn’t very large, but it had many members, and they were formidable. Moreover, in the distance, the urgent howl of wolves could be heard.

There were the Giant Bone Wolves, kept by the Mpondo Tribe, .

Therefore, this battle needed to be swift and decisive.

Confirming Reg’s identity, Enzo spoke directly, “Since you’re the leader of the Mpondo Tribe, say your last words to your people before you die!”

Reg’s expression darkened. Mockingly, he said, “Kid, you think I’m going to die? That’s laughable!”

As a leader of the Mpondo Tribe, Reg naturally possessed supernatural strength. However, having witnessed Freya’s power, he didn’t consider himself invincible.

Nonetheless, he had enough confidence to defeat the jungle monkey before him.

With a roar, Reg exclaimed, “Flame Whip!”

Flames manifested in his hand, rapidly extending and coalescing into a whip of fire that stood out vividly against the dark night sky. Reg sneered, “Jungle monkey, you’ll be just another soul under this flame whip!”

Many members of the Mpondo Tribe, seeing the swaying crimson whip, cheered excitedly.

They shouted, “Chief Reg is taking action! Those invaders are finished!”

However…

Their joy was short-lived. Vines erupted from the ground, entwining around Reg and immobilizing him. The vines quickly grew, reaching several meters high, clearly displaying the bound chief Reg to everyone.

As for the flame whip in his hand, it became useless, unable to be wielded.

At that moment, Enzo used another vine to suspend himself in mid-air.

His voice rang out, “Drop your weapons, and perhaps you’ll have a chance to live. Otherwise, if you continue to resist, your fate will be the same as your chief’s!”

In the glow of the firelight and moonlight, everyone could see clearly.

“It’s Chief Reg!”

“Chief Reg has been captured! What do we do?”

“I surrender! I surrender!”

…

Members of the Mpondo Tribe were in disarray.

In the past, Reg had been seen as incredibly powerful, someone who could battle the kings of the plains, like the Giant Tooth Wind Wolf, without falling behind.

You see, the Giant Tooth Wind Wolf was a supernatural species native to the Plata Plain.

The Giant Tooth Wind Wolf could harness the power of the wind, was incredibly swift, immensely strong, and surprisingly intelligent, knowing how to command wolf packs in battle. It had almost no weaknesses and was the dream threat of every plains tribe. Once it appeared, it meant the tribe would suffer significant losses.

But now, Chief Reg, who could rival the Giant Tooth Wind Wolf, seemed as insignificant as an insect in the hands of this man.

No resistance at all.

It’s impossible!

The Mpondo Tribe people are unwilling to believe it, but that’s the reality.”

Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of many Mpondo Tribe people, Enzo added a fire and manipulated the vines that bound Reg, twisting and strangling them directly. Reg shouted in despair, “No!”

Later, Reg’s head hung down and his vital energy disappeared.

As for the body, it was thrown to the ground.

This sudden turn of events dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the Mpondo Tribe members. Instantly, many chose to surrender, but there remained a faction that resisted more fiercely.

Those individuals, Enzo refrained from handling personally. Tia, Clara, and others would eliminate them.

He entered the central tent.

Inside the tent, the floor was covered with furry animal skins. On the left side, on a pile of wooden crates, lay several iron weapons of superior quality to those forged by Brian. However, what caused Enzo’s expression to subtly change was the fact that all the crates had been opened, as if someone had already come here to search for something.

Enzo approached to inspect and found several bamboo tubes still inside the crates.

These were all Potions.

Some of them were labeled with Potion names and their effects.

Additionally, there were several slates.

Enzo glanced over them, pleasantly surprised. These slates detailed methods on how to tame a Giant Bone Wolf and other beasts to be used as mounts.

Among them was another slate.

But this slate did not contain any records. Its surface was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by something sharp to erase the information on it.

Enzo immediately thought of one person — Crue.

Previously, Neville had discovered traces on the edge of the jungle zone that had been cut by a wind blade.

So, Enzo sought out Lester and ordered, “Lester, I will use vines to send you into the air. Keep an eye out for anyone escaping from the tribal camp.”

Lester agreed, using the vines to stand suspended in mid-air, overlooking the entire camp.

In the last battle, his priestly inheritance powers had greatly increased, and his ability to see from a distance had also been significantly enhanced. Even at night, he could clearly discern things.

Soon, Lester noticed something unusual.