Two Mammoth Colossus slowly walked into the Qiuhe Canyon.
The nearly 20-meter-tall Mammoth Colossus is like a small mountain, and the ground trembles violently with every step it takes.
Mammoth Colossus carried a huge animal-skin house on its back, and inside one of the houses, two Snake Tribe warriors were standing at the window.
Their brown, snake-like eyes gleamed with a cold, intimidating light as they gazed through the window toward the Pingduan Mountain Range.
This is the last stop.
" Jiet, we've crossed the line. This is Dragon Tribe territory, and this could very well start a war."
"The war has begun, Jiesi. The Beast God Gold once said that the Beast God Continent doesn't need so many Beast God."
"But we can't be the ones to start."
At that moment, a shout came from inside the room, "Shut up, all of you! Jiet is right, the war has begun, and our target this time is the Behemoth Clan."
The two exchanged a glance, each letting out a cold snort before falling silent.
In the Fox Tribe's territory, Ling Yi was eating a fruit that looked a lot like Putao when Vacha rushed over with two Wolf Tribe warriors.
"Chief, something terrible has happened! Two Mammoth Colossus have appeared in the direction of Qiuhe Canyon!"
" The Mammoth Clan? What are they doing in the Pingduan Mountain Range?" Ling Yi asked.
"Not the Mammoth Clan, just the Mammoth Colossus. They should be the tax collectors of the Titanians," Vacha explained.
The Mammoth Clan is the Mammoth Clan; the Mammoth Colossus are merely Beast, just like the Pig Tribe and the Wild Boar Clan—one is an orc, the other Beast.
"Tax collector? What taxes do they collect?"
"Fur, food, minerals, medicinal herbs, we buy everything."
"Protection fees!"
Vacha nodded. "However, in the past, we in the Pingduan Mountain Range paid taxes to the Dragon Tribe. The Titanians have clearly overstepped their bounds."
" Titanians, Dragon Tribe?"
Vacha explained, " The Pingduan Mountain Range are located at the border of two major Beast God territories: one is Gold, the Beast God of the Titanians, and the other is Field, the Beast God of the Giant Dragon Clan."
" Gold, Field?" These names are such a pain in the ass. Ling Yi had already decided that he would wipe out these two territories as soon as he turned around, so that he wouldn't have to bother with these names in the future.
Oh, and there's Strongt, what a lousy name, " Little White" would be better.
" Gold delegated the tax collection to the Snake Tribe, while Field handed it over to the Dog Tribe."
Doug... clan? So you mean kobolds? What race is the Snake Tribe?
"These two races are notorious throughout the Beast God Continent; they have no moral compass, and are evil and Coldblood."
"..."
"Both the Titanians Gold and the Dragon Tribe Field are ambitious individuals; perhaps they are already preparing for war."
"Chief, what should we do?"
"Tell Little White to get ready and that a fight is about to break out." Ling Yi stood up and walked outside.
" Little White?"
"That big, dumb guy."
Vacha immediately knew who Ling Yi was referring to.
"Leader, we..." Vacha wanted to dissuade Ling Yi. Their strength was still very weak, and their forces were simply not enough to contend with any of the Beast God.
But having become familiar with Ling Yi's personality, he ultimately swallowed his words.
A few minutes later, Little White and his people arrived in front of Ling Yi in a great hurry.
"Chief, where is the enemy?"
Ling Yi jumped onto his shoulder and pointed north, saying, " Qiuhe Canyon!"
Ling Yi immediately fell in love with the two Mammoth Colossus upon seeing them.
These two big guys are so Haki, I have to get them as my mounts.
"Chief, we're not going to fight the Mammoth Colossus, are we?" Little White asked cautiously.
"Scared?"
"I'm not afraid!" Little White shouted, forcing a smile.
"Just keep Charge, and don't forget who I am."
Ling Yi jumped to the ground, rubbed his hands together, and a huge set of speakers appeared out of thin air, the kind with surround sound.
Then Ling Yi grabbed the microphone, coughed twice, and said, " Little White, Charge!"
Strongt was taken aback. Was Little White being called? Seeing Ling Yi's expression, he immediately understood that this was indeed being called.
The leader has given the order, so charge!
"My love lies on the vast horizon, and flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling Green Mountain!"
What kind of rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the most joyful...?
The song "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" may be a bit corny, but it works!
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Ling Yi's voice, amplified by the sound system, resounded throughout the Qiuhe Canyon.
Inside the animal-hide house, the three Snake warriors' brown snake-like pupils suddenly contracted.
"Damn it, they're Behemoth Clan warriors! How dare they provoke the Gold Beast God Gord?" Jiet roared.
"Stop complaining, let the mammoths Charge! This is the Saint Priest!"
Jiet and Jiesi each took a horn from their waists and began to play it in a strange tune.
This horn was specifically used to control the Mammoth Colossus.
As the horn sounded, the two previously agitated Mammoth Colossus let out a long roar, strode forward, and began their Charge towards Ling Yi and his group.
However, the Mammoth Colossus was too big, and it would take a long time for it to start running.
At this moment, Little White and the other Behemoth Clan warriors had already charged forward with roars.
"How can they be so fast?" Jiesi exclaimed in surprise.
" Saint Grade Divine Sound should increase speed, but it doesn't matter, their jumping ability isn't good!"
Jiet's words were immediately proven wrong.
Little White naturally knew that directly confronting a mammoth was a foolish act; he understood the principle of capturing the leader first.
Once the people in the animal-skin houses are dealt with, the Mammoth Colossus are actually easy to handle. They only obey the horn's commands; without the horn's control, these giant beasts become extremely lazy.
So Little White wanted to jump up and climb up using the Mammoth Colossus's mane.
But this jump had a significant impact; he leaped nearly thirty meters into the air and landed on the roof of the animal-skin house, his arms outstretched.
Behemoth's body was already heavy, and this blow directly caused the roof to collapse.
"Haha, long live the leader!" Little White laughed as he stood up and slapped Jiet was nearby.
Jiet had no chance to react at all; in shock, he was smashed into a pulp.
The other two Snake warriors were shocked and immediately swung their spears at Little White.
But at this moment, Little White displayed a reaction speed completely disproportionate to his large size.
He easily dodged two vital attacks and was in front of them the next moment.
He grabbed them one in each hand, slammed them together... and the Combat was over.
From the moment the horn stopped, the Mammoth Colossus ceased Charge charge and stood obediently in place.
These simple-minded animals are unaware that their original owner has passed away and that a new owner is waiting for them.
Ling Yi stopped singing, seemingly still enjoying himself. Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd gone to a karaoke bar.
Others need horns to control Mammoth Colossus, but Ling Yi doesn't. He simply snaps his the Snap, and the two enormous creatures follow him to the outside of the Fox Tribe's camp.
The news of the birth of the new Saint Priest had spread throughout the entire Pingduan Mountain Range in just two days.
Just as Ling Yi was celebrating after defeating the tax collector of the Beast God Gold and seizing a large amount of supplies and two Mammoth Colossus.
The Pingduan Mountain Range, along with the Wolf Tribe, Bear Tribe, Pig Tribe, Behemoth Clan, and Fox Tribe, comprise a total of forty orc tribes. Now, five of these tribes have been brought under Ling Yi's control.
The other thirty-five tribal leaders were gathered together at that moment.
They need to come up with a solution to the appearance of the Saint Priest.
" The Behemoth Clan have been subdued by the new Saint Priest. We have two paths: either submit or leave," said Mangrui, the leader of the Rip Tribe, stroking his beard.
"I'll listen to everyone," said Varik, the leader of the Keer Tribe, in a deep, muffled voice, but his words were meaningless.
"War is imminent. The Field Beast God has issued a war decree, and all warriors in the territory must arrive at the Dragon Tribe's territory within three months to be deployed."
The speaker was Feiya, the leader of the Winged People Tribe. They had wings on their backs, enabling them to fly and possessing extremely high mobility. Unfortunately, her people were few in number, numbering less than thirty.
Unlike other Beastman Tribe, they have always regarded unevolved birds as their own kind, and can control various birds and communicate with them.
The Winged People Tribe are the best intelligence agents on the Beast God Continent.
The expressions on everyone's faces were somewhat solemn; a war order had not appeared for almost three hundred years.
They had all grown accustomed to peace, and many orcs had even learned to raise livestock and cultivate crops; they did not want war.
"I just received word that the Saint Priest has killed the tax collectors of the Beast God Gold and seized their supplies and two Mammoth Colossus."
Seeing that no one reacted, Feiya spoke again.
The crowd erupted in uproar.
" The Pingduan Mountain Range are located at the border of the two great Beast God territories. War is inevitable, and we need to choose sides," Mangrui said.
" The Saint Priest has offended the Beast God Gold and will inevitably suffer Gold's wrath. Although the Saint Priest is powerful, he is not invincible."
Mangrui did not think highly of the new Saint Priest; he preferred to side with one of the two great Beast God.
The others understood what Mangrui meant, but still remained silent.
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the leader of the Monkey Tribe, a burly Houzi with golden fur all over his body, who looked just like the Son Goku.
" Feilai, what is your choice?" Feiya asked.
" Gold is right about one thing: there are too many Beast God on the Beast God Continent," Feilai said in a deep voice, stroking the black cesium staff in his hand.
"All the tribes in the Pingduan Mountain Range combined only have three thousand warriors. Neither Field nor Gold cares about this number of troops."
Feilai flicked the stick in his hand with one finger to regain his balance, and said, "But, like this, although we are insignificant, joining either side will cause an imbalance."
"Shall we remain neutral?" Varik asked.
"Neutral? How could we be neutral? Neutrality would mean we've become the common enemy of the two great Beast God. Neutrality means annihilation. We don't actually have a choice." Feilai shook his head.
"Do you want to choose the Saint Priest faction?" Feiya asked.
"Firstly, Saint Priest only appears once every thousand years. Secondly, the Sea Tribe has not perished; they have merely been driven back to the Dahai. Once they return, only Saint Priest can lead us to victory."