I have a cave of evil

The Wutu people have their own way of identifying the enemy and the enemy. When they were in a small tribe, they were very fraternal. As long as they are Wutu people, they are welcome to join. But when the tribe grows, under the leadership of strange individuals, the Wutu people The collective has a new obsession and begins to draw marks on its body to distinguish friend from foe.At this time, if other Wutu people enter the tribe, they will be regarded as an invasion and killed directly.

Changjiao naturally understood the rules of the Wutu people. The more he understood, the more frightened he became. All he could think about was how he would die tragically after being discovered.

The crotch was wet, and I was so scared that I peed.

The sparse dripping sound woke up a light-sleeping barbarian. He squinted his eyes and glanced at it, but was not interested, turned over and continued to sleep.

The long horn was meeting his gaze, the heart stopped suddenly, and he was holding back his urine, and then he saw that he was ignored by others, and the whole person collapsed, and the sphincter became more loose.

Did not find him.

He suddenly felt a little confident, rubbed the cloth under his crotch, held his head high and chest out, and walked towards the Dark Sun Tribe with small steps.

Along the way, his eyes kept turning, his eyes were watching all directions, his ears were listening to all directions, and he was ready to run away if something went wrong, but as he got deeper and deeper, more and more Dark Sun Wutu people saw him, and they didn't even realize that he was Outsiders, this made Changjiao even more unrestrained, wandering around the camp undisguised.

dirty!

Smelly!

chaos!

As he walked, Changjiao lost interest.I wanted to return to the life of the barren people, and that was exactly what happened.With a look of disgust on his face, he rubbed his feet vigorously on the soil, walking all the way, God knows how much excrement he stepped on.

With such poor sanitation, the horror priest will be angry.

He thought of the severe punishment he had received for defecating in public a few times, and suddenly understood the reason for it at this moment. Probably the environment where the terrorist priests had been staying was clean and tidy, so they were not allowed to defecate in the tribe at will.

I used to think it was superfluous, all the people in Wutu did this, even his parents and grandparents did it, and there was no harm in it. Now, when we compared it, the gap immediately became apparent.

The environment of the Dark Sun Tribe is not even as good as a toilet, and there are at least two relatively clean pedals in the toilet.

Changjiao took a few steps back and stepped on the excrement again.

"Forget it, this place is not for people. Complete the mission of the horrible sacrifice as soon as possible, and go back to eat meat as soon as possible."

After making up his mind, Long Horn cast his eyes on the three fire piles in the middle of the Dark Sun Tribe.He understood the meaning of the fire, the center of power.

……

Zhu Yao also heaved a sigh of relief seeing Changjiao safely mixed into the Dark Sun Tribe.This step is actually not necessary for the plan, but if it can be successful, the subsequent plan will undoubtedly go much smoother.

The most important thing is to prove that the Wutu people's ability to distinguish between friend and foe is really bad, and the long horns can easily mix in, which means that in future battles against the Wutu tribe, intelligence information will be unilaterally transparent to one's own side.

The sages have long said: "Know yourself and know the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

If the situation of both the enemy and the enemy can be thoroughly understood, there will be no danger in fighting more times.

Zhu Yao is not a gambler, he used Changjiao's life to bet on the choice between success and failure.Success is naturally excellent, but failure also has the ghost of confusion.

The ghost family has a basic characteristic, which is not marked on the data panel.That is, unless the ghosts take the initiative to appear, ordinary people cannot see them.

The Bewildered Specter is a double insurance. On the one hand, it can kill Longhorn on the spot when it rebels, and on the other hand, it can create a chance for him to escape when Longhorn is discovered.

The illusion skills of the bewildered ghost, which can arouse the fear in the enemy's heart, are cast on the Wutu people. With a small probability, it will directly scare people to death, with a medium probability, it will make people freeze in place, and with a high probability, the Wutu people will scream crazily. Scattered and fled.

The Wutu people outside the tribe have changed because of experimenting with the power of [Illusion].

Changjiao came back faster than Zhu Yao expected, and there was no trace of nostalgia on his face, and even disgust.He snapped his fingers and said stammeringly, "Seven, individual."

seven?

Zhu Yao was a little surprised. The Dark Sun Tribe seemed to have only three to four hundred people, but there were actually seven strange individuals, which was quite a lot.

I didn't expect it to be a tough nut to crack.

"Do you know their abilities?"

Changjiao shook his head and gestured: "Don't dare, approach."

Zhu Yao nodded, and asked again: "Do you remember their characteristics?"

Changjiao nodded, and it took him a long time to barely describe the characteristics of the seven strange individuals, but his vocabulary was too thin, and Zhu Yao could only conceive a general idea of ​​just a few descriptions over and over again.

That's to be expected, and it's good enough.

With the sound of children playing, four wooden wheels with ghostly will-o'-the-wisps whirled around Zhu Yao.

"Go, see that building? Go and play inside!"

boom!

The wheel monster was full of will-o'-the-wisps, and walked quickly, leaving four scorched marks, and quickly rushed into the dark sun tribe, and then the green fireballs the size of fists shot out everywhere, igniting everything they touched.

The fire spread rapidly at a speed that Zhu Yao had never expected, and the disorderly wooden buildings in the Dark Sun Tribe became the best fuel for the fire, and the raging fire instantly turned the sky red.

Many Wutu people burned alive in their sleep, and many more Wutu people ran screaming with flames on their bodies, inadvertently fueling the flames.

The wheel monster became more and more excited in the flames, and sped over the flames, chasing the fleeing barbarian and spitting fireballs.

Zhu Yao just glanced at the fleeing ordinary Wutu people, then focused his gaze on the center of the tribe, quietly waiting for the appearance of seven strange individuals.

Not long after, there was a loud roar.

A strong Wutu man nearly two meters high broke through the wall of the house, carried a thigh-thick wooden stake, and with a light sweep, sent the Wutu man who was rushing towards him with flames flying back.

The first singular entity appears.

"Wow~~ Ji!"

With a scream, the moisture in the surrounding soil condensed into soybean-sized water droplets, flew up into the sky, and fell down with a patter, dousing the nearby flames.

At this time, there were clouds covering the moonlight, and the vision was too dark, so Zhu Yao couldn't see where this strange entity was.

However, the fire is raging, and the fire has spread to more than half of the tribe. Manipulating the rain formed by water droplets is just a drop in the bucket.

Under the organization of strange individuals, the only remaining Wutu people broke through the line of fire and rushed out of the tribe.

Zhu Yao roughly counted, but there were only 30 people, and seven strange individuals were among them.

It's this effect.

Spirituality rises, and a trace of thought is transmitted.The wheel monster screamed excitedly in mid-air, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisp fell to the ground like a meteor, smashing its head and face at the fleeing barbarians.

Caught off guard, several Wutu people did not escape, and rolled on the ground in pain, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but the will-o'-the-wisp was sticky, and it was more difficult to extinguish than extraordinary fire, turning several people into torches in a blink of an eye.

With one blow, the wheel monster slid an arc in mid-air, and sprayed down several will-o'-the-wisps one after another, wanting to repeat the same trick.