330 Infertile Plains (2/2)
The Infertile Plains was also home to many demonic beasts. Hunting was their way of life and survival.
There is never a peaceful day for the Darkmoon Tribe on this barren land, but this is also the norm for the Darkmoon Tribe. They are a warring tribe that lives for battle. Demonic beasts were their primary source of sustenance and also the source of all their clothing.
The demonic beasts' hunts humans, and the humans hunt them back. It was a land for the survival of the fittest.
The precise location of the Darkmoon Tribe was situated around the bottom of a rocky plateau. Unsurprisingly, the Darkmoon City of the Darkmoon Tribe was built very primitively.
Whether it was due to a scarcity of resources, technology, or both, one should not have expected a tribe of warriors to be proficient in anything else.
Nevertheless, Darkmoon City had its own unique sense of beauty.
From the buildings to the walls and gates, everything was built from with demonic beast bones as the frames and special bricks made from the mixture of clay and demonic beast blood, painting the entire Darkmoon City a reddish-black color.
Atop the rocky plateau, there were only two buildings, the tribal palace where the Chief resides and the colossal amphitheater where the finest of the tribe's warriors contested each other for entertainment and positions of authority within the tribe.
Even the position of the reigning tribal chief can be challenged on the battle arena within the amphitheater. As such, the tribal chief was usually the strongest warrior within the tribe.
At this moment, the current reigning tribal chief was standing on the edge of the rocky plateau with another two warriors, overlooking the bustling Darkmoon City as the tribesmen man the defenses.
”Do you remember how long the last Bone Calamity lasted, Sabertooth?” Chief Valencia asked casually.
Chief Valencia was a person with a very large build that makes even many men pale in comparison. Standing at a height of 6fts and 10 inches, she was indeed a behemoth compared to some men who could not even reach 6fts in their lifetime.
She had ocean blue eyes, long wavy chocolate brown hair, and a creamy tan complexion. She wore a furry cloak and little to no other clothing, just enough demonic beast hides, and leather clothing to cover her body parts. The rest of her exposed skin was riddled with battle scars.
As one should have already guessed, the current reigning tribal chief of the Darkmoon Tribe was not a man but a woman. But despite being a woman, Chief Valencia was indeed the current strongest warrior in the tribe with her battle record of 9984 wins and 0 losses.
She was the undefeated champion of the battle arena.
”It lasted 14 nights, Chief Valencia,” Sabertooth answered.
”And the Bone Calamity before that?”
”21 nights, Chief.”
”And the previous Bone Calamity even before that one?”
”30 nights, Chief.” Sabertooth continued to answer faithfully, despite being unsure of whether the Chief was heading with this conversation.
”What about the one before that?”
”There wasn't another one, Chief Valencia.”
Chief Valencia nodded.
She stared towards the Black Swamp direction and continued, ”There had only been a total of 3 Bone Calamities in the past, and today marks the start of the fourth one. Bone Calamities have been getting shorter, but each time they come, it's always been stronger than the last.”
The Black Swamp had not always been called the Black Swamp. It used to be called the Bone Mountain. But after the past 3 Bone Calamities, the number of bones on the Bone Mountain had significantly reduced.
”If you are worried about the Bone Calamity—”
It's not this Bone Calamity that I am worried about.” Chief Valencia interrupted with a shake of her head before continuing, ”We can expect quite a few Bone Kings this time round, but this not what I'm afraid of.”
”With my strength, I will fear no Bone King, but what about the next Bone Calamity? What if something stronger than Bone Kings crawls out of that wretched place? I'm afraid no one would be prepared for what's to come then.”
”And to avoid that possible outcome, we must—”
Chief Valencia suddenly paused and narrowed her eyes on the distant horizon.
It was at this moment that an army of darkness could be seen advancing towards their Darkmoon Tribe. Their numbers were great, and the earth rumbled with each of their marching steps.
”So they have come.”