"Pah! It's beast dung!"
Damn!
The group was greatly disappointed, originally hoping to find some treasure by killing, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be this kind of thing.
But suddenly thinking of something, they looked at the barbarian who had just tasted the dung, their expressions becoming peculiar.
"Ruisen Tribe's fool!"
Very angry, but now is not the time to be angry. If the task is not completed, the terrifying shaman will send all of them into the mouth of the Snake God.
Rustle, rustle, rustle!
In a place unseen by the crowd, countless slender vines appeared on the ground, crawling slowly like snakes.
Silently.
Suddenly.
The leading barbarian came to a sudden stop.
A huge roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The long nose descended fiercely from the sky like a giant fan, the strong wind blowing away thousands of black and red mist, and in an instant, clearing briefly.
In a fleeting moment, the faces of many barbarians changed dramatically.
