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Western Wilderness, the migration path of the Frog Tribe turned out to be unexpectedly smooth.
One reason is that Huo ng from the Frog Tribe is exceptionally tall, with six horizontal lines on his face. Most small tribes have never even heard of a Six-Color Warrior, so who would dare provoke him?
Another reason is that although the Frog Tribe isn’t very strong in combat, they are extrely skilled in using poison. Every mber of the tribe, regardless of age or gender, holds a blowgun.
When encountering enemies, they imdiately find a place to hide and then launch a precise ambush with their blowguns, often inflicting heavy casualties on the opponent with a single round.
Relying on Huo ng and their poisonous blowguns, the Frog Tribe gradually made their way from the arid and desolate depths of the Western Wilderness to a forest with richer vegetation and a small lake.
"Splash..."
As soon as they entered the forest, those giant frogs eagerly jumped into the lake, soaking their skin before leaping back onto the shore like lightning.
"Snap!"
In the small lake, several gigantic fish leapt from the water, their mouths filled with sharp teeth, but they bit at nothing.
"Croak, croak, croak..."
The giant frogs croaked madly, evidently already aware that unfamiliar waters could be dangerous.
Why jump in if they know it’s dangerous?
Because they need to "drink water."
Frog species don’t drink water directly; they absorb the moisture needed through soaking their skin.
Because of this, they would jump into the lake and then quickly leap out.
This thod of "drinking" seems effective but also has a fatal flaw; their skin loses moisture just as quickly.
This is why many giant frogs chose not to migrate and stayed at the Divine Lake.
Because they would die of thirst on the way!
However, the giant frogs that followed the tribe on the migration generally possess a unique ability: during droughts, their skin secretes a layer of oil that covers their bodies, preventing excessive water loss and protecting against sunburn.
This unique ability allows these giant frogs to endure the scorching sun and droughts on their migration path.
Beside the small lake, several Frog Tribe warriors raised their spears, preparing to pierce the big fish jumping out of the water when the giant frogs dive back in, using them as food.
Other warriors focused on making fire, hunting, and staying on guard.
Huo ng and the Witch sat under a large tree by the small lake, while warriors nearby worked hard to start a fire by drilling wood.
This forest, after passing through nurous places, is the best one they’ve encountered yet, as most water sources are occupied by other tribes. Maybe this place is remote, or for so other reason, no other tribe has taken it yet.
The Frog Tribe Witch asked, "Chief, should we settle here?"
Since embarking on the migration, all major and minor decisions have been made by Huo ng. The Witch only handled identifying edible plants and healing warriors.
Huo ng looked at the forest and the small lake; this place indeed seed good.
However, he had not forgotten how dry their previous residence was. Beyond this forest, the vegetation was not dense either.
Huo ng gritted his teeth and said, "We will go to the Southern Wilderness!"
Huo ng had heard from Jiang Xuan that the Southern Wilderness was filled with streams, lakes, and rivers, making it perfect for the Frog Tribe to live in.
"The Southern Wilderness, won’t it be too far?"
The Frog Tribe Witch sighed, actually preferring to settle here. If they were to go to the Southern Wilderness, who knows how long that would take? Besides, the journey is long and the road filled with dangers.
"No matter how difficult, we must go. The Western Wilderness is not suitable for the Frog Tribe. If we stay here, it might not be long before we are forced to migrate again."
Huo ng was very firm in his resolve, and he trusted his judgnt.
The Witch of the Frog Tribe looked a bit lancholy but said nothing more.
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