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While the entire camp was immersed in the bustle, Black Viper and the temple warriors sat on the high platform in the center of the camp, enjoying delicious food.

A rare look of relaxation also appeared on Black Viper's face.

Maha stood aside, greeting everyone enthusiastically.

But in fact, he was thinking about how to rescue the remnants of the Wolf Tribe.

There were sounds of singing, dancing and laughter in the camp.

Until late at night, the revelry continued.

The noises merged into one, and Maha also seized the opportunity at this moment.

While everyone's attention was attracted by the hot woman by the campfire, he quietly walked towards the dungeon.

When they arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, the guarding soldier saw Maha and immediately saluted respectfully.

Maha nodded slightly and said in an unquestionable tone:
"I need to go in and check the offerings to make sure there won't be any problems with tomorrow's festival."

The guarding soldier had no doubt at all and hurriedly opened the dungeon door to let Maha in.

The dungeon was filled with a damp, foul smell.

The imprisoned remnants of the Wolf Tribe huddled in a corner, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

They heard footsteps and looked up.
When he saw that it was the witch doctor Xin Rao, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Maha walked up to these bound tribesmen, his eyes sweeping over every survivor.

He knew that these people were victims of the evil deeds of the Jing Yuan Temple.
Today, he will set them free!

Maha stood in the dungeon, looking around casually.

He pretended to walk past the survivors casually and dropped the stone knife hanging from his waist to the ground.

The stone knife made a slight "clicking" sound on the ground, but in this dim and silent dungeon, it was particularly clear.

However, he was sure that the sound would not attract the attention of the guards outside.

Afterwards, Maha walked around the dungeon slowly for a few times, without showing any strange expression on his face, as if he was just doing a routine inspection.

He stopped from time to time, pretending to check the situation in the cell, but his eyes were paying attention to every detail around him.

After a few laps, he nodded slightly.

Then he pretended nothing happened and walked straight towards the dungeon exit.

He walked out of the dungeon, and the bright campfire made him squint slightly.

The two soldiers guarding the dungeon immediately straightened up and stood aside respectfully.

Maha said to them with a stern face:

"You guys keep a close watch here, don't let anything go wrong! If anything goes wrong with the sacrifice, you know the consequences!"

The two soldiers were frightened by his majestic tone and quickly answered yes.

Maha nodded and turned to leave.

But he didn't really go far, instead he went around to the back.

He hid in the shadows, watching the two fighters' every move, waiting for the perfect moment.

When Maha saw the two warriors relax their guard and start talking in low voices, he approached them quickly like a ghost.

His footsteps were light and soundless. When he was still a few steps away from the warrior,

He accelerated suddenly, formed his hands into knives, and slashed the necks of the two soldiers fiercely.

Before the two soldiers could even utter a cry, their eyes rolled up and they fell limply to the ground.

After Maha confirmed that the two warriors had been knocked unconscious, he quickly dragged them to a hidden place nearby.
Then he sorted out his clothes and quickly returned to the center of the camp.

At this time, the lively atmosphere in the camp was still as lively as ever, with people singing and dancing around the campfire, with laughter and joy rising one after another.

Maha blended into the crowd with a smile on his face and started to join in the fun.

The dungeon was filled with the smell of dampness and decay, and darkness blocked out hope.

The young hunter huddled in the corner of the cell, his eyes filled with despair.

He raised his eyes inadvertently, and a cold light caught his eyes.

He couldn't believe his eyes. A stone knife suddenly appeared on the ground.

Just now, there was nothing here. Where did this stone knife come from?

His eyes subconsciously swept towards the entrance of the dungeon, and a bold guess came to his mind.

Could it be that the witch doctor who seems to be of a very high status dropped it here?

His heart began to beat violently. This might be their only chance of escaping this terrible cage.

He stretched out his foot carefully and gently hooked the stone knife.

The stone knife slid slowly on the ground, making a slight friction sound.
In this silent dungeon, every sound seemed like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

When the stone knife was close enough, he quickly turned around and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

He picked up the stone knife, the coldness spread along his fingertips, and he gripped the handle tightly.

Without hesitation, he placed the stone knife against the straw rope at his wrist and cut it back and forth with force.

As the rope was cut, he stretched his body.
Although he didn't eat much during this period, his physical fitness was extremely strong due to long-term training in the tribe, and strength surged through his limbs.

Without any hesitation, he walked towards the tribesmen beside him with the stone knife.

He bent down and carefully used a stone knife to help the tribesmen cut the rope, while observing the movements outside.

After cutting one, he moved on to the next one.
Just like that, one after another.

One of the young survivors leaned forward slightly, with his ear pressed against the wall, trying to catch even the slightest movement outside.

After a long moment, he slowly straightened up and nodded slightly to his companions.

After they confirmed that there was no danger, they exchanged glances and walked towards the dungeon exit.

When the other survivors saw this, they no longer hesitated and followed.

They groped their way forward in the darkness, trying to walk as lightly as possible, and only heard each other's rapid breathing and faint footsteps.

Several hunters walked at the front of the team.

Before setting out, they had already discussed clearly that if they encountered the guards,

They will step forward without hesitation, even at the cost of their own lives, to buy a chance for other members of the tribe to escape.

They held tightly in their hands the crude weapons, which might be just half a rope or just a piece of stone.

As they got closer to the dungeon exit, their heartbeats became faster and faster.

When the survivors stepped out of the dungeon, they were still filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

They watched their surroundings, ready to respond to any possible danger.

However, when they looked around the dungeon exit, they did not see any guards.
My originally tense nerves relaxed instantly, and an irrepressible joy surged in my heart.

"Brothers, no one!"

A remnant hunter lowered his voice and excitedly spoke to his companions.

The other hunters also showed expressions of surprise and looked at each other.

"Come up quickly, it's safe here!"

At this moment, the tribesmen also ran up one after another.

The hunters stood at the front of the team, observing the movements around them, while leading the tribesmen to run out of the camp.

Their steps were light and quick, trying not to make too much noise.

At this time, a bonfire was burning in the camp, illuminating the entire venue.

People sat around the campfire, laughing and talking, and the whole camp was immersed in a joyful atmosphere. No one noticed the group of survivors who were quietly fleeing.

The remnants carefully avoided the crowd and moved quickly along the edge of the camp.

The hunters also looked back from time to time to make sure that no one had fallen behind due to exhaustion.

Finally, they came to the edge of the camp.
Ahead is the vast wilderness, which is the direction of freedom.

After confirming that the survivors had left safely, Maha also smiled.

He adjusted his expression, pretended nothing had happened, and walked towards the camp.

At this time, the carnival in the camp was still going on and no one noticed what was happening in the dungeon.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight just fell on the camp.

The people who were still immersed in the exhaustion of last night's revelry were instantly awakened by the deafening roar of the black viper.

The black viper's eyes were wide open, his face flushed red, and he was roaring like a mad beast.

The dungeon is empty at this moment.
The remnants of the Wolf Tribe who were supposed to be sacrificed all disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, the guarding soldier was also sleeping unconscious at the entrance of the dungeon.

The entrance was wide open, and anyone with a discerning eye could easily see what was happening.

"What on earth is going on? Who did this?!"

The sound of the black viper echoed in the camp, scaring the people around it so much that they lowered their heads and dared not breathe.

He kicked a temple warrior next to him and knocked over. The surrounding warriors were all silent.

I was afraid that I would accidentally offend this furious adult.

Black Viper suppressed his anger and began to investigate the camp.

He walked back and forth, scanning every corner of the camp, not missing any details.

Soon, after several soldiers reported

He also discovered that the witch doctor Xinrao was behaving strangely.

According to several soldiers, Xinrao left several times last night.

Black Viper sent people to question those who had contact with Xinrao.
The answers they got were "I don't know where Lord Xinrao went" and "I haven't seen any trace of Lord Xinrao."

These answers made Black Viper's suspicions grow even deeper.

A camp guard also said:
"Sir, I found that Lord Xinrao had been wandering around the dungeon, and his behavior was very suspicious."

"At that time, I thought that it was Master Xinrao who was performing his duties and checking the offerings, so I didn't dare to ask more questions."

Black Viper stood there coldly, his arms folded across his chest, thinking secretly in his mind.

He felt that Xin Rao was highly suspicious and was most likely the culprit who let the sacrifice go.

But he did not dare to act rashly. After all, Xinrao was the temple's witch doctor and had a very high status and influence in the tribe.

Black Viper immediately assigned a team of warriors and ordered them to track down the escaped Wolf Tribe survivors:

"Catch up with them and don't let any of them go. I'll find them alive or dead!"

After making all these arrangements, Hei Wei's suspicion of Xin Rao grew stronger.
He was well aware that this matter was suspicious, and Xin Rao's abnormal behavior had to make him alert.

So, he quietly arranged for a few trusted people to

Closely monitor Xin Rao's every move and don't miss any slight changes.

Maha also noticed Black Viper's suspicion, but he remained calm on the surface.

He knew that he couldn't lose his composure at this moment and had to continue pretending.

Maha also decided to put the blame back on others.

He planned to use his identity as a witch doctor to spread rumors in the camp and take the initiative.

He found some tribesmen and said with pretended concern:
"What happened in the camp recently is really weird. I suspect there is a traitor among us who colluded with the enemy, destroyed the ceremony, and let the sacrifice go."

After hearing this, the tribesmen suddenly became panic-stricken and began to suspect each other.

The rumor spread quickly in the camp like a gust of wind.

Not only that, Maha also deliberately left some misleading clues in the camp.

He took advantage of the night and secretly placed some items belonging to his warriors near the altar and around the dungeon.

The next day, when people found these items, they looked at them strangely.

Some soldiers whispered in private:

"Look, isn't this someone's bone spear? How did it get here? Is he the traitor?"

"And this one, it's someone's stone knife, maybe he was involved in this as well!"

As these clues emerged, Black Viper's attention was gradually distracted and he began to doubt the other warriors.

Maha continued to disguise himself and look for the next opportunity.

Black Viper's mind was filled with all kinds of suspicions and speculations.

The rumors spread by Maha and the misleading clues left behind,
It did cause his line of investigation to deviate slightly, and made him more scrutinizing of other fighters.

However, as a capable general of the Jingyuan Temple, Black Viper has a keen intuition, and he has never completely dispelled his suspicion of Xin Rao.

After some thought, he decided to test Xin Rao first.

Black Viper sent someone to invite Xin Rao to his tent, with a smile that seemed to show concern on his face:
"Xin Rao, I heard that you have been busy with the camp's affairs recently, and you may have some hidden injuries."

"I happen to have some knowledge of medicine and some methods of regulating the body with witchcraft."

"I will check your injuries today so that you can better serve the temple."

Maha's heart was filled with alarm, for he knew very well that Black Viper had suspected him for a long time.

Now I just want to test it further.

But he remained calm, bowed slightly, and said in a pretended grateful tone: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Black Viper."

Black Viper nodded and motioned for Maha to sit down.

He took out an antique little bottle, which emitted a strange smell.

Then he poured some black powder from the bottle and rubbed it gently in his hands.

Then he approached Maha and sprinkled the black powder on Maha's body.

"These are holy medicines given by the temple. They can make you much younger."

"But now...it might be a little painful!"

The moment Maha felt the powder touch his body, he felt a burning sensation, as if magma was dripping onto his body.

"Really? Then I'd like to see how powerful this holy medicine is." Maha raised his chin slightly.

Although the burning sensation in his body became more and more intense, his eyes remained calm, closely watching the black viper's every move.

Black Viper looked at Maha who was pretending to be calm, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"Pain? This is just the beginning. When the drug really takes effect, you will know what it means to be worse off than death."

He stepped back and stood with his arms folded.

As time went on, the burning sensation quickly spread to Maha's whole body, as if countless fire snakes were running around in his blood vessels.

His skin began to turn red and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Black Viper also smiled at this moment and said, "Do you feel very painful?"

"The real Xinrao...I'm afraid he can't bear such pain!"

"Tell me, who are you?" (End of this chapter)