This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 111 - 97: Mosquito Tribe, Annihilation

"Boom!"

In the sky above, the enormous Divine Vine slowly descended, countless terrifying roots quickly extended towards the ground, piercing through anything in their path, whether it be people or houses.

On the ground, members of the Mosquito Tribe screamed in terror, fleeing and dodging the roots.

Thirty-six giant dragonflies also swooped towards the ground, the bird-beaked mosquitoes rising up only to collide head-on with the giant dragonflies, instantly becoming food.

"Buzz..."

A bird-beaked mosquito was flying rapidly.

Suddenly, a giant dragonfly swooped past, its fearsome six barbed claws instantly grabbed the bird-beaked mosquito, the barbs piercing into its body, leaving no chance for escape.

"Crunch..."

While flying with the bird-beaked mosquito, the giant dragonfly lowered its head, using its powerful mandibles to bite off the head, then quickly chewed it.

After consuming the head and the most nutritious parts, the giant dragonfly discarded the remaining wings, abdomen, and claws.

The other giant dragonflies did the same, frantically capturing bird-beaked mosquitoes, consuming the most nutritious parts, then continuing to catch and eat the next one.

These terrifying bird-beaked mosquitoes, though in an overwhelming swarm, were utterly powerless against the thirty-six giant dragonflies and were completely scattered.

"How could this happen, how could this happen!"

In a bamboo house nestled on a mountainside, the Witch of the Mosquito Tribe walked out the door, watching her tribesmen ensnared by the terrifying roots and seeing the bird-beaked mosquitoes preyed upon by giant dragonflies, on the verge of collapse.

Only now did she finally understand that the small tribe they had previously looked down upon, and even stolen three Large Pottery Cauldrons from, actually had a living Totem God!

If she had known earlier, she would never have let the Hunting Team provoke this small tribe.

Unfortunately, it’s too late to say anything now.

"Witch, that giant vine is too terrifying, what should we do now?"

The leader of the Mosquito Tribe ran over in a panic. He had just tried to lead men to chop the Divine Vine’s roots, but seven or eight Warriors got entwined in the blink of an eye.

If the Mosquito Tribe leader hadn’t sensed danger and pulled a Warrior to die in his stead, he might not have returned.

Grinding her teeth, the Mosquito Tribe Witch said, "Prepare a blood sacrifice, summon the Spirit of the Guardian God!"

"Yes!"

The Mosquito Tribe leader shouted loudly to the nearby Warriors, "Prepare a blood sacrifice!"

Those Warriors immediately ran towards the pens holding prisoners, which were at the outskirts of the Mosquito Tribe, so they weren’t covered by the Divine Vine’s roots.

They rushed into the pens, grabbing people without hesitation.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was very clever. When she saw Mosquito Tribe Warriors rushing over, she immediately crawled madly inside, hiding behind the crowd.

Sure enough, almost half of the people in the front were taken, and those Mosquito Tribe Warriors didn’t have time to choose.

Yet, the girl successfully avoided disaster.

The Mosquito Tribe Warriors captured about a hundred people, roughly escorting them away hurriedly.

The girl looked up at the massive Divine Vine in the sky, a glimmer of hope rising in her heart.

The Mosquito Tribe was being attacked, this was a disaster for them, but an opportunity for her—a chance to escape!

If the chaos increased a bit, the Warriors guarding the pens would have to join the battle, leaving this place unguarded, and she could find a way to escape!

In her heart, the girl prayed: Create chaos, let it become even more chaotic, it would be best if this giant vine could destroy the Mosquito Tribe!

...

Outside the Mosquito Tribe, Jiang Xuan arrived at the outskirts of the tribe after the Divine Vine had grown larger and the giant dragonflies began their charge.

However, he didn’t foolishly lead his men directly into the fray.

Because compared to the Mosquito Tribe, the warriors of the Vine Tribe were still not a match; rushing in recklessly would surely result in significant casualties.

"All leaders, disperse your warriors, seek out isolated individuals, throw spears, shoot arrows, ambush, remember not to rush in foolishly or engage in melee, do you understand?"

The six leaders felt a bit dumbfounded upon hearing Jiang Xuan’s words.

They watched the Totem God rooting itself in the Mosquito Tribe, those giant dragonflies scattering the bird-beaked mosquitoes into chaos, each one filled with fervor, eager to charge into battle.

Yet, the leader unexpectedly forbade them to rush but instead told them to scatter and launch ambushes?

This... doesn’t seem quite right?

At this moment, Chi Shao calmly spoke, "What the leader said is correct. Most of our Warriors have just broken through, lacking battle experience. We shouldn’t engage in direct combat; let’s scatter."

With both the leader and the Witch speaking, the six leaders could only suppress their excitement, leading their teams to disperse according to Jiang Xuan’s orders, specifically targeting isolated Warriors of the Mosquito Tribe or bird-beaked mosquitoes for ambushes.

At present, the Mosquito Tribe is in chaos due to the Divine Vine and giant dragonflies, with quite a few solitary warriors running out.

Soon, from time to time, screams will echo around the Mosquito Tribe.

Over a hundred warriors from the Vine Tribe continuously hunt, stealthily weakening the Mosquito Tribe’s power.

Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao also join the fray, as their strength is relatively strong, often killing Mosquito Tribe warriors with a single blow.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Just when Jiang Xuan thought the Mosquito Tribe could be wiped out soon, suddenly, a blood-red light shot into the sky from the Mosquito Tribe, accompanied by the buzzing of bird-beaked mosquitoes.

In an instant, all the bird-beaked mosquitoes flew in one direction of the tribe, even disregarding the attacks from the giant dragonflies.

Halfway up the hillside where the Mosquito Tribe Witch resides, there is a simple altar, where at this moment over a hundred corpses are piled up like a mountain, a stench of blood filling the sky.

A terrifying spirit emerged from the altar, then plunged into the pile of corpses, madly extracting the essence from the blood.

This spirit took the shape of a bird-beaked mosquito, but its aura was far more terrifying than ordinary bird-beaked mosquitoes, and as it rapidly absorbed the blood essence, its aura became increasingly dreadful.

Over the Mosquito Tribe, the Divine Vine also sensed the commotion on the Mosquito Tribe’s altar; most of its roots had already penetrated the soil, and it no longer planned to wait.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Dozens of thick vines, shimmering with verdant brilliance, rushed towards the Mosquito Tribe’s altar, intending to interrupt the spirit’s blood essence extraction.

"Hiss!"

Within the pile of corpses, the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito had grown immensely large, with a wingspan exceeding ten meters; it even roared at the Divine Vine, then flashed a streak of blood light to dodge the vines, speeding up its extraction of blood essence.

At the same time, countless bird-beaked mosquitoes fearlessly charged towards the Divine Vine, frantically attacking the green vines with their sharp beaks.

"Snap snap snap..."

The vines began lashing, killing many of the bird-beaked mosquitoes, sending them flying, bursting them apart, but their sheer numbers and fearlessness were causing the Vine God great annoyance.

"The Mosquito God is about to succeed!"

Beside the altar, the Mosquito Tribe Witch knelt before the altar, raising her arms, a frenzied expression on her face.

The Mosquito Tribe leader was also beside the altar with many warriors, equally excited, believing the Totem Spirit born from the blood sacrifice would be strong enough to challenge the Divine Vine.

Atop the pile of corpses, the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito grew larger, the black wind swirling more fiercely, a menacing aura spreading.

However, at this moment, the Divine Vine, fed up with the relentless assault from the bird-beaked mosquitoes, suddenly unleashed its full power!

The massive main stem of the Divine Vine erupted with an incredibly terrifying light, then violently slammed down towards the altar.

Previously, the Divine Vine had utilized smaller vines for attacks, but now it employed the main stem, and its power was incomparable.

A large swath of the densely packed bird-beaked mosquitoes was instantly destroyed, unable even to escape.

"Boom!"

Then, the enormous vine struck the mountainside, collapsing the mountain body, shattering the altar completely.

"No!"

The Mosquito Tribe Witch gazed at the ever-growing, ever-nearing Divine Vine and let out a piercing scream, her newly sprouted hope mercilessly shattered by the Divine Vine.

"Thud!"

In the desperate gazes of the Mosquito Tribe Witch, the Mosquito Tribe leader, and the warriors beside the altar, they all were smashed into a pulp by the gigantic vine!

The blood-red bird-beaked mosquito was also struck, letting out a heart-wrenching scream, with half its spirit body torn apart.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The Divine Vine left it no chance, as countless green vines, shining with divine light, enveloped the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito.

The blood-red bird-beaked mosquito tried to escape but was trapped by the overwhelming vines.

Countless vines entwined the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito layer upon layer, tightening more and more.

The blood-red bird-beaked mosquito struggled frantically, but it was futile.

The difference in power between the two was indeed significant; once the Divine Vine fully unleashed, there was no chance of resistance.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

The Divine Vine began extracting the soul power from the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito.

Initially, the blood-red bird-beaked mosquito could still struggle, but as its soul power was drained, its struggles weakened, until its soul power was depleted, vanishing like smoke.

The green light on the Divine Vine shone even brighter.

The Mosquito Tribe had lost its Totem Spirit, its Witch, and its leader; extinction was already inevitable.