Novel Full Chapter 2803 - 2802: Encounter!
Chapter 2803: Chapter 2802: Encounter!
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After Lin Dong reclaimed the top position on the War God Ranking, he and War God Hei Long did not indulge in the joy of victory for long.
Instead, they continued hunting demon beasts.
Just as the two people proceeded along a lush forest path, a cheerful bleating sound broke the surrounding silence.
They followed the sound and saw not far away, a group of plump wild sheep leisurely nibbling on grass, their fur shimmering with a healthy sheen under the sunshine, clearly living comfortably in this unpolluted land.
A hint of smile flashed in Lin Dong’s eyes, he softly said to War God Hei Long beside him: "Look at those wild sheep, for the people in the ’Ah-Sheng’ tribe, they are scarce and delicious food."
"Remember we said before, we wanted to visit them once more. Just right, let’s take these wild sheep as gifts."
Ah-Sheng was the youth from the native tribe they encountered two days ago during that incidental opportunity.
His innocence and kindness, along with the rare simplicity of the tribe, left a strong impression on Lin Dong.
More importantly, it was within that tribe that Lin Dong surprisingly captured the opportunity for a breakthrough to spiritual power 40th rank, which was a great help to him.
Recalling the humble people of the tribe and the Millennium Encounter Spring Tree generously given by them, Lin Dong’s heart was full of gratitude.
Those precious Millennium Encounter Spring Trees are treated as Divine Trees in their tribe.
However, when Lin Dong and War God Hei Long were leaving, they gave quite a few to him.
This goodwill sparked a thought in him, wanting to do something for the tribe, to express his gratitude.
As food was something they lacked, for them, hunting outside the tribe is a dangerous thing.
If they encounter demon beasts, it’s basically impossible to survive!
"These wild sheep, capture them all alive directly. Bring them to Ah-Sheng’s tribe so they can raise them." Lin Dong secretly said.
Thereafter, he released the mental power.
The mental power directly enveloped the flock of sheep.
Instantly, the entire flock was controlled by Lin Dong. He directed them where to go, and they followed.
The number of this flock of sheep was quite large, probably several hundred.
Lin Dong drove them using mental power, heading for the tribe where Ah-Sheng and his people were.
"Ha ha... War God Lin, if the other senior mental power cultivators knew that you actually used mental power to herd sheep, they would be greatly surprised." War God Hei Long couldn’t help but laugh.
Lin Dong also laughed along, saying: "I actually find doing such a thing much more interesting than killing people."
"Ha ha, War God Lin, you are indeed a person of character." War God Hei Long laughed heartily, finding Lin Dong very much to his taste.
"These wild sheep, plus the game we prepared earlier, should be enough to let the people of ’Ah-Sheng’ tribe make it through a warm winter." Lin Dong gazed at the wild sheep and softly mused.
"Yes..." War God Hei Long also couldn’t help but laugh.
This feeling was very unique, though they had only spent one night with ’Ah-Sheng’ and his people. Yet they regarded them as real friends.
With this sentiment and gifts, Lin Dong and War God Hei Long once again set forth heading to the ’Ah-Sheng’ tribe.
Their hearts were filled with anticipation, longing to meet those humble and kind-hearted people again, to drink and make merry with them once more.
Lin Dong and War God Hei Long walked swiftly side by side, the plump sheep behind them seemingly sensing the imminent ominousness, occasionally letting out uneasy bleats.
The sunshine filtering through sparse clouds, unable to illuminate the looming shadow over their hearts.
As they approached closer to the tribe where Ah-Sheng was, suddenly, the two people smelled a strong scent of fresh blood.
The two people exchanged glances and saw a hint of unease in each other’s eyes.
"Not good, there might be an accident at the tribe, hurry!"
Lin Dong didn’t even bother about the flock of sheep anymore, with War God Hei Long, they almost dashed towards the tribe.
As they got closer to the tribe, the faint scent of fresh blood in the air grew stronger, like invisible chains tightly gripping at their hearts.
Lin Dong’s brows furrowed tightly, War God Hei Long’s eyes glowed with a chilling light as both accelerated their steps.
Finally, the outline of the tribe came into view, but what greeted them was not the usual peace and harmony, but deathly silence and despair.
The moment they stepped into the tribe, it felt as if the world before their eyes was dyed red by fresh blood.
Corpses lay scattered on the ground, some already stiff, some still bleeding, the air saturated with suffocating pain and anger.
Lin Dong’s gaze swept over each corpse, trying to find a trace of life, but what responded to him was endless hopelessness.
He saw the old man once shared a pot of wine with him, the face once filled with wrinkles yet full of smile, now only left with two cold halves of the body, reflecting the frailty and impermanence of life in the pool of blood.
Lin Dong’s throat choked, anger and mourning intertwined, almost suffocating him.
Nearby, the lively and adorable little girl also lay quietly there, her pair of eyes that once sparkled with curiosity and innocence permanently closed, her face bearing traces of terror, telling of the fear and helplessness she suffered before her death.
Lin Dong’s heart felt as if stabbed, he seemed to hear the cheerful singing and laughter of the little girl by the campfire that night, and all of this, with this sudden disaster, turned into eternal silence.
Unable to hold back the anxiety within, Lin Dong and War God Hei Long almost sprinted to Ah-Sheng’s house.
Pushing open the slightly ajar wooden door, a more pungent scent of fresh blood assaulted them, the scene before them almost causing them to lose control.
Ah-Sheng’s sister, the new bride who just entered the palace of marriage, at the moment lay on the bed like a broken doll, stark naked and covered with scars, her eyes tightly shut, her mouth corner still hanging with traces of un-dried tears.
Her hands clenched tightly, with veins bulging in many places on the body, her eyes wide open.
Death without closure!
Lin Dong could imagine, at the moment of her last breath, how she struggled in despair and pain, this scene made the rage in the hearts of him and War God Hei Long burn fiercely, almost breaking through their chests.
Ah-Sheng’s sister’s death told more directly than any word the inhuman treatment she suffered during her life.
"Who did it, who the f*ck did it!!!" War God Hei Long, at this moment, roared like a beast.
His eyes were bloodshot, revealing infinite anger!
While not far away, a ’whimpering’ sound echoed.
Lin Dong saw that Ah-Sheng’s husband seemed to be not dead.
He was tied nearby, his body covered with scars, his Qi barely hanging on.