59: Chapter 59 The enemy is at the gates! A herd of pigs waiting to be slaughtered!

The night, like spilled thick ink, dyed the entire prehistoric rainforest in a deathly silence.

The Dragon God Tribe's group, like a pack of ghosts moving through the darkness, made no unnecessary sound.

Every girl's face bore a chilling determination. Their footsteps on the damp, decaying leaves were silent, with only the occasional faint and cold metallic chime of weapons clashing against armor.

In the air, the disgusting stench belonging to the Bloodfang Tribe—a mixture of blood, rot, and excrement—grew stronger and stronger.

"Chief, their outer perimeter is just ahead."

Zhou Jing's figure merged into the group from the darkness ahead like a phantom. She knelt on one knee before Qin Yu, her voice kept extremely low but her speaking speed fast.

"There are three lines in total, all simple tripwires and a few shallow pits. I have already marked and destroyed them all."

"All their attention is on the altar in the center of the camp. The camp's defenses are practically non-existent."

Qin Yu nodded and waved his hand. Zhou Jing merged back into the darkness and vanished.

He raised his head, his deep gaze piercing through the layers of tree shadows to look at the valley basin ahead, illuminated in a dim yellow by firelight.

That was the Bloodfang Tribe's lair.

Rather than a Tribe, it was more like a massive, filthy junkyard.

A crude perimeter wall, haphazardly piled with sharpened logs and stones and no more than three meters high at its peak, enclosed the entire camp.

Inside the wall, bonfires soared. Hundreds of naked savages, their bodies smeared with blood-red pigment, surrounded the massive bone altar in the center, letting out beast-like roars of revelry.

And below the altar, those dozen or so figures tied to wooden stakes looked so jarring under the firelight!

Qin Yu could even see one young man in jeans struggling desperately, roaring something at the surrounding savages, but his voice was completely drowned out by the fanatical clamor.

"Prepare."

Qin Yu's voice rang out in every girl's mind through the mental link.

The group stopped and quickly deployed into an attack formation on a gentle slope two hundred meters away from the Bloodfang Tribe's camp.

The Valkyrie, armed with crossbows, lined up at the very front, their cold arrowheads glinting with a lethal light under the fire.

This movement finally alerted a few drunken savages on sentry duty atop the crude wooden wall.

"Wuga? (What's that?)"

A savage rubbed his bleary, drunken eyes and squinted into the darkness.

When he saw the nearly twenty slender, well-equipped figures on the slope under the firelight, he was stunned at first.

Then, he let out a thunderous roar of laughter, filled with primal desire and contempt!

"Awoooo! Come look! Women! So many women!"

His roar immediately drew more savages to the top of the wall.

They poked their heads out, and upon seeing the all-female army behind Qin Yu, they all erupted into successive waves of filthy wolf howls and mockery.

In their understanding, women were property, food, and tools for reproduction.

An army of women?

This was simply the funniest joke they had ever heard!

"Look! They're even wearing shiny leather armor! And holding bows like toys!"

"Are they here to deliver food to us? Hahaha!"

"Catch them! There are new sacrifices for tonight's ritual!"

An exceptionally tall, fleshy-faced savage even stood arrogantly on the wooden wall and made an extremely lewd gesture toward Chen Xiao and the others, prompting an even louder roar of laughter from the surrounding savages.

The faces of the Dragon God Tribe girls all turned ashen!

Their chests heaved violently, and a towering rage capable of incinerating everything ignited in their eyes, which were originally cold as frost!

They were warriors of Divine Punishment! The sharpest blades in the Chief's hand!

When had they ever suffered such humiliation?!

Chen Xiao's knuckles had turned white from gripping her snake-skin longbow too tightly. She snapped her head back to look at Qin Yu, her eyes burning with a desperate desire for battle!

However, not a trace of anger could be seen on Qin Yu's face.

His expression was as calm as a pool of eternal ice.

It was as if he were watching a group of dead, cavorting buffoons.

He just quietly watched those savages who were still mocking them on the wall, completely unaware of their impending death.

Then, under the gaze of all those furious eyes, Qin Yu slowly raised his right hand.

He pointed lightly at the group of savages.

"Liu Wei."

Two cold and concise words, like a death sentence from the Grim Reaper.

"What are you waiting for?"