Three days later.
By the time Ye San brought back the people from the Giant Tiger Tribe, Su Xingyu had already arranged everything for the Night Tribe.
In reality, there wasn't much to arrange. Although the Night Tribe had a large population, it was still in a tribal form, not much better than the Giant Tiger Tribe; both were just surrounded by a wooden fence.
During the last expansion, Su Xingyu had already planned the future development strategy, so the land enclosed was exceptionally large, more than enough to accommodate the people of the Giant Tiger Tribe.
To avoid any unforeseen incidents, Su Xingyu completely dispersed the tribesmen of the Giant Tiger Tribe, assigning them to various corners of the Night Tribe.
It's better to be safe than sorry!
If tens of thousands of people gathered together, especially in their own territory, and unrest were to break out, the Night Tribe would suffer heavy losses even if they won.
Afterward, he held a grand banquet for the warriors who had gone on the expedition, effectively winning over the hearts of the people.
Then, he held an even grander banquet for the newly joined tribesmen, a move that not only dispelled the concerns in the hearts of the tribesmen from other tribes but also gave them a sense of belonging to the Night Tribe.
After all, judging by the Night Tribe's performance, they didn't seem to be lacking in food and were exceptionally generous.
At the end of the banquet, Su Xingyu, wearing a fur coat, stood on the towering altar and, looking at the newly joined tribesmen, shouted loudly:
"Hundreds of sunrises ago, the Night Tribe was a small tribe with only a few hundred people. Their warriors were weak, unable to even hunt magical beasts, and could only survive by farming and fishing..."
"Now, the Night Tribe has hundreds of thousands of people. You might not know how many hundreds of thousands are... I can tell you clearly that before this, the strongest tribe in the Red River, the Giant Tiger Tribe, had only about forty thousand people. Our Night Tribe now has a population of four hundred and thirty thousand, which is more than ten Giant Tiger Tribes combined!"
Listening to Su Xingyu's speech, the crowd below reacted in various ways: some were proud, some were boastful, some were terrified, but most were simply shocked.
Before the rise of the Night Tribe, the Giant Tiger Tribe was the most powerful tribe along the Red River, with over forty thousand tribesmen and nearly five thousand valiant warriors.
The might of the Giant Tiger Tribe was renowned throughout the entire Black Soil Plain.
Every time the Giant Tiger Tribe made any move, all the other tribes would be on edge, fearing they would become the target of the Giant Tiger Tribe.
And now the Clan Leader of the Night Tribe said that their Night Tribe was larger than ten Giant Tiger Tribes – how could this not shock and alarm people...
As for whether these words were true?
The crowd below believed it to be true; the Clan Leader had no reason to lie to them.
"Do you know why our Night Tribe has been able to rise so quickly?"
Seeing the reactions of the crowd below, Su Xingyu smiled, spread his hands, and raised them to the sky.
"Because our Night Tribe has the protection of a God, not your tribe's totem, but a true God, greater than any existence in this world, one who controls the origin of all things and is capable of altering all phenomena in the world."
Under the bright moonlight, Su Xingyu raised his hands upwards and shouted loudly, like a madman.
"God?"
"What is a God? Is it the name of a totem?"
"If we also believe in a God, can we also become as strong as the warriors of the Night Tribe..."
The tribesmen below did not understand the concept of a God; they only thought it was a more powerful totem.
In the tribes of the Black Soil Plain, they all worshipped a totem, and their tribe's name was often derived from it. For example, the Giant Tiger Tribe worshipped a giant striped tiger, and the Savage Bull Tribe worshipped a Minotaur.
Therefore, even after hearing Su Xingyu's words, the crowd below only considered "God" to be a more powerful totem.
As for how to compare the power of totems?
Naturally, it was compared by the strength of the tribe.
If the tribe was strong, then the totem they believed in was powerful; if the tribe was weak, the totem they believed in would naturally be weak.
Some tribesmen had not yet abandoned their old beliefs, and upon hearing Su Xingyu's words, they felt displeased in their hearts, but now that the Night Tribe was powerful, they could not refute him.
The straightforward warriors didn't think so much; they only cared about battle. Although they didn't fully understand what the "new chief" was saying, they felt their blood boiling and wished they could have joined the Night Tribe back then and fought alongside them in the Red River.
Just as the crowd below was in turmoil, the sky suddenly darkened. The bright moon hanging high was swallowed by dark clouds, plunging the entire Night Tribe into complete darkness.
Before anyone could panic, an aura like an abyss and a sea spread out from the altar. Everyone below felt as if they had fallen into the abyss, with a mountain ten thousand feet high pressing down on them, making it impossible to even breathe.
In the next moment, a God with an infinite divine body appeared in everyone's minds: the sun and moon were His eyes, and the mountains and rivers were His bloodline...
Opening His eyes brought day, closing them brought night.
The air generated by His breaths was the gale that swept across thousands of miles.
When He walked upon the Earth, the entire world would tremble.
"My name is @?%#"
Only a segment of incomprehensible language remained in their minds. Everyone instantly woke up, then quickly knelt and kowtowed. The tribesmen of the Night Tribe took the lead, shouting:
"Praise the Eternal Night Monarch!!!"
"Our Lord is Eternal!!!"
"Praise the Eternal Night Monarch!!!"
"Praise the Eternal God..."
The other newly joined tribesmen hesitated for only a moment before also shouting along.
The moon reappeared, its light shining upon the kneeling crowd.
Looking at the kneeling crowd, Su Xingyu on the altar slightly curved his lips and then shouted:
"As long as you join the Night Tribe, you will all receive the protection of the Eternal Night Monarch."
Before the crowd could react, he spoke again:
"Fight for the Monarch, and death is not the end; even if you fall on the battlefield one day, as long as you display bravery, you will have the chance to receive the Monarch's favor and ascend to the Divine Realm, becoming an immortal divine guard."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, imposing black shadow, over three zhang in height, suddenly appeared behind Su Xingyu.
The shadow waved its hand forward, and countless pure liquids flew out, turning into a fine mist that merged into the crowd.
As the warriors absorbed the liquid, powerful auras erupted from their bodies.
They had been promoted.
"Praise the Eternal Night."
The warriors' eyes blazed with fervor, instantly becoming pious believers of the God.
Nothing could make them feel the might of the God more than the improvement of their own strength.
What kind of powerful strength was this!?
Witnessing the power of the God, the crowd hesitated no longer and chose to join the Night Tribe, their minds free of any previous chaotic thoughts.
They now had only one thought:
———To please the Eternal Night Monarch with battle.
"Welcome everyone to the Night Tribe. Let us fight for the Eternal Night together!" The black shadow behind him dissipated, and Su Xingyu slowly said.
"Fight for the Eternal Night!"
"Fight for the Eternal Night!"
"Fight for the Eternal Night!"
The majestic voices echoed through the Firmament, like fierce tigers breaking free from their cages, like flood dragons emerging from the mud.
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