Apocalypse Gachapon-Chapter 373: Either die or be enslaved

Bent woke up from his nightmare. His cold sweat wet the fur blanket that covered him. 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝙣𝒐𝒗𝙚𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝒎

He also awakened the girl beside him. She rubbed her eyes and muttered. She didn’t pour water for him like usual, just turning around to fall asleep.

Bent opened his mouth and wanted to scold her, but he didn’t make a sound.

He got off the bone bed and picked up the bone cup to pour the water into his body.

The cold liquid entered his stomach and stabilized his emotions.

Since the massacre seven days ago, Bent was shocked.

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He closed his eyes, and all he saw was blood. All he saw when he fell asleep were the gory scenes.

As Dabu’s son, he was destined to be the heir of the tribe, the future leader. He was proud and confident.

But until now, when he recalled how his father’s body was tossed away like used leather, he felt a chill down his spine.

Everything changed that day.

He fled with the survivors. Even to avoid the killing, he changed into other clothes. He tossed aside the pride and honor of his tribe.

In the past, this tribe would end up being called Bent Tribe, but now…

He smiled bitterly. He looked at the half-naked girl on the bed. Even this woman who kneeled before him to serve him in the past didn’t care about him. Those uncles in the tribe definitely wouldn’t let him take over easily.

Posthumous people were a race that cared about strength. His strength wasn’t enough to gain all their respect.

Everything happened because of that conflict.

That weak Ah Tao tribe became so strong. That man that was younger than himself even killed his father!

Bent didn’t understand how these two tribes with a decent relationship would suddenly fight each other. He thought about the tempting Miya. Bent knew that he had no chance to get her. Since that old Ah Tao decided to choose that Male Sa, he had made a choice. The only opportunity to get Miya had disappeared along with that choice.

The prince of the tribe didn’t know what he should do; he was afraid.

There were some sounds from outside. He didn’t want to care. Those uncles had been causing problems and wanted to interfere in everything.

But when he lay down, the sounds got even louder. There were even some intense shouts. He stood up and walked out with his leather armor.

Two groups were at a standstill. Bent took a few steps before stopping. He then turned around and hid in the shadow of his tent. After which, he ran towards his father’s tent. There was a tunnel out that allowed him to hide from these demons.

The demons were here. This wasn’t the first time that Ye Zhongming had such a title. He led Ah Tao and his tribe, who were still stunned, to find Dabu’s old nest.

He suggested swallowing the tribe. This was a path that he had never thought about. His idea was always to babysit people to let them grow. But Ye Zhongming suggested a gory path that would cause him to get scolded. It opened a brand new door for him.

Of course, he still felt like it was a gate to hell even now.

But this gate that smashed his years of confidence and faith was very tempting for some reason. Ah Tao felt this feeling was much better than the first time he entered a girl’s body.

So he came back with Ye Zhongming. He wanted to see what this young man saw as his hope would do.

“Who are you? This is the Dabu tribe, without our permission…” A middle-aged man stood tall to express his attitude, but his words were interrupted by a body thrown under his feet.

It was Dabu’s corpse that he was previously so proud of.

It was as if his neck was strangled. Blood surged onto his face, and it was blood red.

This humiliating act was killing the tribe leader and tossing his body back to his people.

Ye Zhongming casually held Moon Edge. He looked at the remaining 500 people. Most of them were old, children or ladies. There were less than 50 warriors who managed to flee back here.

Such a small group couldn’t even deal with Ah Tao’s tribe, much less Ye Zhongming, who killed many of them.

Despair appeared on their faces.

They saw that their tribe was about to get wiped out.

“Either I kill all of you, or you become Ah Tao tribe’s slave; make your choice.”

Ye Zhongming and Ah Tao found out that slaves existed in Posthumous people. They were often prisoners after tribe wars. Either that, or they were civilians captured from Dawn Saint Hall.

But during these tens of thousands of days, few wars occurred. Dawn Saint Hall people… It would be good if they didn’t capture Posthumous people.

So, although slaves existed, they had disappeared for a long time.

But everyone understood what that meant.

Either they died, or they became slaves.

This was the only path that Ye Zhongming left for them.

They kept silent for a while before charging at him in despair.

Han Yihao and Sun Yang stood before him. Whether they were repaying Ye Zhonngming for saving them or taking revenge for the Dabu tribe locking them up, they had no reason to hold back.

These warriors weren’t strong. They had around two-star strength and their job. With Ye Zhongming’s weapons, they could deal with the warriors.

Very quickly, those warriors with limited strength were turned into warm corpses. They lost their final bit of resistance.

Those who chose to die had already died. Those who remained chose to become slaves.

Ah Tao’s tribe had slaves twice the size of their tribe.

On the way back, Ah Tao asked Ye Zhongming if he meant this.

Ye Zhongming shook his head.

“When there is a comparison between our tribe and theirs, people will be able to make a choice. So the plan hasn’t started. We have just created two samples for them.”