After the death of the Mantis God, the giant mantises, along with the people of the Mantis Tribe, did not escape their fate.
After slaughtering the people inside the tribe, the Vine Tribe stayed put and killed off the hunting teams as they returned, one by one.
At present, the Vine Tribe had no need for captives. Moreover, this battle was meant to establish a notorious reputation, leaving no survivors at all.
The entire Mantis Tribe territory was filled with a strong stench of blood.
"Boom..."
On one hand, the Divine Vine wrapped itself around the already dead Mantis God, slowly absorbing divine power, and on the other hand, it rooted itself in the sea of corpses and blood, extracting the essence of flesh and blood.
The Divine Vine became even more enigmatic; no one knew the full extent of its strength.
While other warriors continued to stand guard, Jiang Xuan had already begun to gather loot with his people.
The first thing was to collect various foods.
