Free Web NovelChapter 564: Chapter 408: The News is True, Migration?
Watching the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen, who just moments before had looked so aggrieved, shoot to their feet and file out behind the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastmen, the expressions of everyone left in the room were indescribable.
"I have a feeling these guys only came to snitch so they could scrounge some food."
A Flying Eagle Tribe Beastman Warrior muttered.
Wu Yue glanced at him, wanting to say, ’Be more confident. Drop the "I have a feeling" part.’
But this wasn’t the time for such comments. Wu Yue turned to the two witches at the head of the room, their expressions grave. "Witch, about the Super Tribe the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen mentioned..."
She was genuinely surprised. She’d assumed that even if other lands existed in this world, they would be like the Polar Forest and the Red Flame Plain—composed of a collection of large, medium, and small tribes.
But now, she had heard the term "Super Tribe" from the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen.
The Snow Tiger Tribe, Flying Eagle Tribe, Lion Tribe, and Black Wolf Tribe were the Four Great Tribes of the Polar Forest.
The Red Flame Plain had its own two great tribes, Scorpion and Rock Salt, but this was the first she’d ever heard of a Super Tribe.
Moreover, she couldn’t ignore the "more Advanced Cultivation Method" the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen had mentioned.
The Snow Tiger Witch and the Flying Eagle Witch exchanged a look. "It’s perfectly normal that you haven’t heard of Super Tribes. None exist in our Polar Forest or the Red Flame Plain.
In the Polar Forest, we have the Fierce Beasts. Although the way our Beastman Warriors improve their strength is much safer than in tribes that rely on witch medicine, we are constantly worn down by our annual battles against them. As a result, we haven’t produced any truly top-tier Beastman Warriors or witches.
As for the Red Flame Plain..."
The Snow Tiger Witch sneered. "The Red Flame Plain is close to the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. Because of this, just as the Scorpion Tribe mentioned, whenever a young and powerful Beastman or witch appears, they are taken away by Messengers from those so-called Super Tribes.
In return, their tribes are given Cultivation Methods that the Super Tribes consider insignificant.
And that’s why neither the Polar Forest nor the Red Flame Plain has ever produced a Super Tribe. We simply aren’t strong enough.
It’s not just about having Beastman Warriors who have broken through to Gold Rank. The most important thing is..."
He looked at Wu Yue and the others. "...you need Wizards."
Wu Yue frowned, looking up at the Snow Tiger Witch. "Witches and Wizards..."
’What’s the difference?’
"A witch who breaks through to the Earth Rank can be called a Wizard. We have none in the entire Polar Forest. As for the two witches in the Red Flame Plain... I’m afraid they’ve already made that breakthrough."
The room fell silent.
So, the Red Flame Plain’s growth was stunted because the Super Tribes were siphoning away the very talent that could strengthen their tribes, while the Polar Forest was held back simply because it was too weak.
The realization was a painful one.
"Four Wizards, dozens of Gold rank Beastman Warriors, and possibly even hidden experts above Gold Rank among them... The Polar Forest is no match."
As painful as it was to admit, it was the truth.
"Witch, what should we do? If that Super Tribe’s party of Messengers finds us..."
’They’ll probably round up all us beast tribe members, pen us up like livestock, and turn us into tools for Hunting Crystal Cores.’
"We need to prepare to leave."
The Flying Eagle Witch sighed softly.
Everyone jolted. Leave?
What did that mean?
Wu Yue looked at the Snow Tiger Witch in shock. "Witch, do you mean we have to migrate?"
’Migration... It would be one thing if we could find a suitable new territory, but as things stand, carving out a home for ourselves in a strange land would be incredibly difficult.’
The Snow Tiger Witch’s fists were clenched tight. "We have no choice but to leave. If those Super Tribes find us, they won’t give a damn about our lives."
As he spoke, his hands were clenched tightly.
He had witnessed the cruelty of the Super Tribes firsthand.
In the past, the Snow Tiger Tribe had several other Witch Disciples. All of them were more talented than him, so he never thought he would be the one to inherit the position of the Snow Tiger Witch.
So, he and a few Beastman Warriors had arranged to go traveling together.
They hadn’t even gone that far—only just reaching the edge of the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
During his travels, he officially became a witch. It was a breakthrough for which he was eternally grateful.
While living in a tribe at the edge of the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, he witnessed firsthand the tragic fate of the Weak Beast Tribes and slaves.
To the Super Tribes, anyone who was not one of their own clansmen was put to work—endless, unceasing work.
