Southern Wilderness, Crow Tribe.
"Hold the line, everyone hold the line, the hunting warriors will be back soon!"
The Crow Tribe Witch was frantic, screaming at the top of her lungs, but her efforts were in vain.
In the sky, dozens of giant dragonflies and a massive purple bird were slaughtering the large crows mercilessly.
The terrifying Divine Vine was beating the Crow God into submission, and had unleashed numerous vines to strangle the Crow Tribe warriors on the ground.
The arrival of the Turtle Tribe dealt an even more devastating blow to the Crow Tribe.
With the Crow God restrained by the Vine God, the Turtle God could lead its horde of giant mountain turtles in a rampant slaughter, moving as if in an uninhabited land.
If this goes on, the Crow Tribe won't survive long enough for the warriors out hunting to return—the tribe will be annihilated.
The Crow Tribe Witch saw it clearly and felt the urgency, but with even the Crow God powerless, what could she do?
"Boom…"
