Chapter 1299 - 573: Tribal expansion! Kill Ali’s daughter!
Some things, though they don’t have wings, fly faster than gryphons, and that’s news!
On this land of nearly one hundred thousand square kilometers, almost every tribe and exile is paying attention to this great battle.
There are even some daring ones hiding not far from the battlefield, on the nearby mountains, watching the entire fight.
Gantuo is one of them!
This year, he is almost sixty years old, hailing from a Close-Human Tribe in the Northern Barbaric Lands, a tribe that was also wiped out by the Motuo Empire. Escaping from the sea to the Southern Barbaric Lands, he later heard that the Southeast Rakshasa Territory was more inclusive, so he led his tribesmen on a long trek to this place.
He has led his tribe in exile for over three years.
In these three years, he has personally witnessed the deaths of his wife, son, and grandson. The number of people in his group dwindled from hundreds to dozens, then back to hundreds, and now they are down to just over fifty.
In these three years of exile, he has tasted all the sufferings of the world, with hunger being the least of them.
The entire land of the Southern Barbaric Lands is spoken for, and any hunting brings the threat of death, with patrol knights from nearby tribes potentially intercepting them.
If encountered, it means at least a heap of people will die.
So, to survive, they must head deep into the mountains. However, the wild beasts in the deep mountains are extremely dangerous, and death is commonplace.
No house to live in, no bed to sleep in, nothing to eat, death is a constant companion.