Chapter 57 Chief Black Ax

"Chief Chief! Chief Hogg! Something bad is going to happen!"

The jackal Black Ax ran into the tribe panting and went straight to the chief's big tent.

Seeing this, the goddess on the side quickly stopped him and pulled the black ax aside.

"Black Ax Boy! The chiefs of the six major tribes are discussing important matters inside! The warriors are about to set off! Why are you going in to cause trouble?"

"The army is about to set off? No! Absolutely not! We will definitely be defeated!"

Black Ax was so anxious that he had to bypass the goddess on the spot. There was no room for any delay in such important information.

But unexpectedly, he was pulled back by the goddess.

"Defeat? What are you talking about, Black Ax Boy, although I am confused, I know that as long as the Great Shaman Samir is here, our warriors will never lose!"

"No, Grandma Sang La! Those humans and rats are very powerful! Especially that lord, he can use a magic bow and arrow so fast that no one can see clearly!

And those rats! They have expanded to five hundred! And all of them are equipped with weapons! That is no longer something that a mere three hundred tribal warriors can contend with!"

"Black Ax, everyone knows that the hometown of the gnolls is not in this strange land, but in the Dadala prairie where birds and wildebeest roam. But few people remember what exactly forced us to migrate here.

Already."

A hoarse voice sounded in Black Ax's ears. A crooked staff made of skull and spine was inserted into the soil at Black Ax's feet. He turned around and saw a pale-haired jackal appearing in front of him.

Before he finished speaking, a huge ax danced towards Jackal Black Axe. He was being stopped by Grandma Sangla at this time and could not avoid it. The ax was about to split the two of them in half.

"Calm down? How can you tell me to calm down? You don't believe in the existence of magic bows and arrows! But Pip! He is still lying unconscious in the tent!

Black Ax finally said this reluctantly. He could indeed understand it, just like the chief understood him.

"Yes. Hehehe. As long as you are willing, then"

"Gun? So that thing is called a gun!"

Black Ax is very familiar with this tent.

"Please become the chief and Hogg!!!"

But in Granny Sang La's view, the Black Ax boy was just frightened, and that's why he said such negative remarks.

Black Ax glared at the strong jackal man, and the anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

There is no great shaman who can protect the gnolls anymore, those orc brothers may have some ideas, but I am not smart, I have no idea at all!"

Samir's voice gradually became crazy, and the tentacles on his body trembled with his soul.

"You have stronger than him! Higher potential!"

When the radiance of summer shines on the earth, jackals always run happily on the earth, enjoying the warm sunshine and the fragrance of the grass.

"I have lived for a long time, so long that I can hardly remember some things. Those things are already a thing of the past."

After the great shaman finished speaking, he raised his hand and made a "please" gesture towards the tent, which made Black Ax dare not neglect.

"Great Shaman, what exactly is this?"

"No! There is still a chance! Great Shaman! Let me find those gnolls on the other side of the river! I promise to let the jungle tribes join the fight!"

Lighting the oil lamp made of animal fat, Samir motioned for Black Ax to sit down on the mat made of tree fox fur.

"Until, the Great Northern War destroyed everything. Our homeland, those orc brothers, were slaughtered to death by the gods of death holding magic guns. The afterglow of mana spread on the battlefield, covering the weapons and corpses."

"I need to know as much detail as possible about those rats and humans."

"Back off, Ward."

Is it just a matter of giving it a try?

He was silent, silently thinking about countermeasures.

Black Ax was surprised. The magic bow and arrow he had been talking about were so different from the gun the great shaman mentioned. It took him a while to calm down.

"The coward bites the tribe coward! If you don't want to go to the battlefield, just die!"

"Only in this way can we fight against the mage!"

Damn it, Hogg, if you were here, there would definitely be something you could do!

Why aren't you here?

Seeing Black Ax's anxious look, Samir's pitiful expression suddenly turned ferocious.

Hogg, I can't last much longer.

"Welcome God and embrace God. Only then can you have strength."

The more he heard about it, the more serious Samir's eyes became. Especially when he heard the magic bow and arrow in the black axe's mouth, which could kill a person in an instant, Samir's face was so dark that ink could drip from it.

Samir walked up to Black Ax and held up Black Ax's young and powerful claws with his skinny palms.

"You understand!"

Samir and his friends were learning shamanic magic in the tribe at that time. He was not smart, but was the stupidest one. He was so stupid that the great shaman at the time laughed and scolded him for being a dog-headed shaman for a third-rate clan.

It made the classmates laugh.

"That kind of thing?"

Although he had not personally experienced that era, the great shaman's description had already made him realize the seriousness of the matter.

"At such an important time, how can you spread remarks that undermine the confidence of the warriors! Calm down! Black Ax!"

God! Is the tribe going to perish here?"

"Yes, Great Shaman Samir."

"I do! We can't let Lord Hogg's sacrifice be in vain! Great Shaman!"

At that time, all Samir could think about was the female gnoll with smooth fur.

Black Ax has suffered too much incomprehension, and Chief Hogg, who used to understand him so well, has not seen him for a long time.

"I can understand the Warchief."

"Black Ax Boy, your information is right. I want to stop all this quickly! But... alas! Please come with me!"

Loud animal sounds came from in front of him. Black Ax looked at the visitor, and saw a strong jackal carrying a huge battle ax walking forward and saying sternly:

"Black Ax Boy, you might as well come and talk to me."

Granny Sang La's tone suddenly became serious.

You said everything I said was false! But look at Pip, look at the iron ball I took out from his intestines with my own hands! Recognize the reality! Granny Sangla! Face the reality bravely!"

Samir murmured, as if he had returned to the time on the grassland again.

"It's a pity that it's too late."

Black Ax was furious at this time. His friend Pip endured such great suffering, but was ultimately considered by the tribe to be an excuse for their actions to be unfavorable.

"How could it be possible!!! Then what else can be done?"

Black Ax wondered, obviously, Great Shaman Samir must know something.

"Black Ax Boy. The matter has come to this, and I have only the last resort. This method is enough to support us in uniting the jungle chiefs, and it is also enough to give us the bargaining chip to defeat the human lords. But, are you willing to make sacrifices for the tribe?"

"In this case, you have to know that Hogg like this has no time left to live! But you have brought the news that we cannot win!

"Black Ax, the magic here is different from our world. In Dadala Grassland, I can still use natural magic, but here, I am rejected by the world.

Black Ax spoke slowly and told Great Shaman Samir everything he had seen and heard.

The smart Black Ax insisted that if he attacked that territory at this time, the highland jackals would die without a burial place!

"Those jackals by the river keep talking about unity and the overall situation, but I can be sure that once the situation is unfavorable, they will only be the fastest. When the time comes, we will."

The chiefs just chose to temporarily blindfold themselves in the face of huge interests.

Samir signaled and led Black Ax into another tent.

Samir looked at Black Ax with admiration in his eyes.

Ward took back the ax, glanced at Black Ax with a little disgust, and left.

"Great Shaman"

"This? What is this? Black Ax is the power!!! The only remaining power of the tribe!!!"

Granny Sangla was also anxious. The warriors from each tribe were now focused on tearing apart the tribe. If Black Ax continued to talk nonsense.

"No need, someone has already heard you."

"I didn't expect that something like that has already appeared in this world."

"Yes, Great Shaman Samir."

"Stop talking nonsense! Black Ax!"

Black Ax agreed and walked into the tent while sorting out his thoughts.

"Hogg. Warchief."
To be continued...