This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 499 - 303: Creating Gods

"The Vine God has finally awakened!"

Below the boulder, Hui Shu looked up at the radiant Divine Vine, breaking free from the extreme fear and despair, replaced by elation.

He knew well the power and terror of the Divine Vine; as long as the Divine Vine intervened, the Rat Tribe would no longer face extinction.

Hui Shu calmed down.

"Thud!"

Hui Shu grabbed the Bone Spear, suddenly turned around, and in the blink of an eye, stabbed it into the chest of the Weasel Tribe's chief.

The Weasel Tribe's chief, who had been arrogant and planning to toy with Hui Shu earlier, was now struck by both mental and physical blows.

The Bone Spear pierced through his heart, making him feel as if all his strength was rapidly drained away, much like a bamboo tube filled with water suddenly burst at the bottom.

"You... you..."

The Weasel Tribe's chief dropped the Stone Knife from his hand, pointed a trembling finger at Hui Shu, but could no longer utter a complete sentence.

"Bang!"

Hui Shu kicked the Weasel Tribe's chief to the ground and then stabbed him twice more with the spear, ensuring his death.

"Still want to dig up the Vine God's roots, huh? Hah!"

Hui Shu spat at the corpse of the Weasel Tribe's chief, then grinned maliciously and charged towards the Weasel Tribe's witch and warriors.

"You doubt my strength, don't you? Then come on!"

Hui Shu charged into the crowd, ferociously slaughtering.

"Stop him, stop him!"

The Weasel Tribe's witch screamed and retreated frantically, as witches are not equipped for close combat; facing a Five-Color Warrior at close range is suicidal.

Despite Hui Shu being a Five-Color Warrior, the vast number of the Weasel Tribe made it difficult for him to break through the crowd to kill the witch.

As he fell into a heavy encirclement, suddenly, numerous roots silently emerged from the ground, winding up along the feet of the Weasel Tribe warriors.

"What is this thing?"

"Ah, get away..."

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the Weasel Tribe warriors were tightly bound by the roots.

They struggled desperately, using various weapons to cut, slash, and smash, even biting the roots with their teeth, all to no avail.

They seemed like insects caught in a spider's web, quickly enveloped, awaiting the arrival of death in terror.

"Haha, you Weasel Tribe bullied the Rat Tribe for so long; today it's my turn!"

Hui Shu walked leisurely to the witch of the Weasel Tribe, drew the Bronze Short Knife from his waist, carefully avoided the roots, and stabbed the witch's chest.

"Sizzle..."

The roots grew into the wound, swiftly absorbing the flesh and soul of the Weasel Tribe witch.

In despair, the Weasel Tribe witch perished.

"Finally, revenge!"

Hui Shu walked forward step by step, slaughtering the tightly bound Weasel Tribe warriors one by one, as easily as chopping vegetables.

Meanwhile, countless roots appeared in the underground cavern as well, entangling one Weasel after another that was chasing the giant rat.

"Squeak!"

The giant weasels struggled frantically, but it was useless; the roots drilled into their bodies from their seven orifices, absorbing them into dry corpses in a short time.

Above ground, the Divine Vine, having absorbed countless essences of flesh and soul, grew larger, its Divine Power surging like waves.

And the strength of the Weasel God, trapped by the Divine Vine, grew weaker and weaker, making death only a matter of time.

Half a day later, the roots of the Divine Vine retracted underground, most of the vines withdrew, leaving only the corpse of the Weasel God still wrapped up, continually being absorbed by the Divine Vine.

When the members of the Rat Tribe were called out by Hui Shu, they saw only a field of dry bones, scattered clothing, and weapons belonging to the Weasel Tribe.

"The Weasel Tribe is gone, just like that?"

A member of the Rat Tribe voiced disbelief.

The others felt as if it was a dream, seemingly unreal.

Hui Shu stood in front of the crowd, loudly declaring, "The Vine God has destroyed the Weasel Tribe, saved our lives; bow and thank the Vine God!"

After shouting, Hui Shu was the first to kneel before the mighty Divine Vine, forehead touching the ground, "Bow and thank the Vine God!"

The members of the Rat Tribe also snapped out of their shock, kneeling in unison and shouting, "Bow and thank the Vine God."

This time, they knelt with sincere conviction, no one daring to question the Divine Vine's power anymore.

For the three days following, the Divine Vine continued absorbing the Weasel God.

Three days later, the Weasel God was reduced to just a skeleton and dried fur, with not even the skin left.

That skeleton, frightening as it was, was moved by Hui Shu to the entrance of their ancestral land to deter other enemies.

On the fourth day, Hui Shu was summoned by the Divine Vine beneath the boulder.

"Greetings Vine God."

Hui Shu knelt on the ground respectfully, not daring to lift his head.

"Hui Shu, you are part of the Rat Tribe; I cannot be your Totem God. Hence, I intend to cultivate a Mouse God for you."

"Is this... is this true?"

Hui Shu was overjoyed. Although the Vine God was also powerful, the Rat Tribe people only had awe for the Vine God, but no faith.

If they could really cultivate another Mouse God, the Rat Tribe would once again become a complete tribe, and the people would be more united.

"Of course, however, only the descendants of the Mouse God can possibly withstand the baptism of divine power. I want you to find the strongest giant rat among the descendants of the Mouse God in your tribe and bring it here."

Hui Shu hurriedly said, "There are many descendants left by the Mouse God. I will go find them now."

Hui Shu stood up and rushed to the tribe to find the strongest giant rat among the descendants of the Mouse God.

The reproduction ability of the giant rats was particularly strong, and as the Mouse God, the reproduction ability was even more outrageous.

Therefore, most of the giant rats in the Rat Tribe were descendants of the Mouse God.

However, along with their strong reproductive ability, the giant rats also had a relatively short lifespan. Most ordinary giant rats lived only three to five years, with the longest not exceeding ten years.

Only the direct descendants of the Mouse God had a longer lifespan, living twenty to thirty years, and their combat power was much stronger than ordinary giant rats.

Since the fall of the Mouse God only ten-plus years had passed, there were still dozens of giant rats in the Rat Tribe that were direct descendants of the Mouse God, so finding them wasn't difficult.

Very soon, Hui Shu found the five strongest Mouse God descendants that had yet to age and brought them before the Divine Vine.

"Vine God, I have brought them."

The fur of the five giant rats was yellow-brown, and their bodies were much larger than ordinary giant rats, with relatively high intelligence. They crouched on the ground in fear, not daring to move.

The Vine God scrutinized the five giant rats, then said to Hui Shu, "You may leave now."

"Yes!"

Hui Shu got up, took steps backward, and left the central area of the tribe, meanwhile ordering all Rat Tribe people to stay away from the vicinity of the giant stone.

Suddenly, a mist arose in the center of the Rat Tribe, gradually thickening until nothing could be seen.

Within the mist, vines like green divine chains wrapped around the five giant rats.

The five giant rats had already learned from Hui Shu what the Divine Vine intended to do, so although they were very scared, they didn't struggle.

As direct descendants of the Mouse God, their intelligence was relatively higher, and they were filled with a longing to become gods.

A grand voice echoed in the mist from the Vine God: "Whether you can become gods depends on whose physique is stronger!"

"Swoosh..."

A powerful divine power surged from the vines and poured into the first giant rat.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The giant rat's eyes instantly turned red, its body quickly inflated like a balloon, and it squealed sharply.

Infusing divine power is a double-edged sword.

If withstood, it would be a great transformation, if not, it was a deadly poison.

Under the infusion of divine power, the giant rat's body rapidly expanded, its strength growing swiftly as well. Simultaneously, blood flowed from its seven orifices, and its muscles and bones were being broken and reformed, enduring immense pain.

When this giant rat swelled to the size of a wild ox, suddenly, its skin ruptured in a mass of cracks, and blood gushed out.

"Squeak..."

The giant rat let out a miserable scream, its blood vessels burst, leading to an instant death.

The Divine Vine said, "Barely underwent a few transformations and couldn't withstand it, can't become a god, bring the next one."

A vine wrapped around the dead giant rat and discarded it outside the mist.

The anxiously waiting Hui Shu and Rat Tribe people outside were startled at seeing the distorted giant rat, as it had become massive and grotesque, dying a particularly tragic death.

Yet no one dared to question it, because the Divine Vine was helping the Rat Tribe create a god; sacrifices were normal.

Inside the mist, the second giant rat also began to receive the infusion of divine power.

Its body similarly started to expand, but compared to the first, its transformation speed was significantly faster, indicating that its innate talent was quite good.

As the divine power continued to be infused, the giant rat kept transforming, gradually growing into a giant beast over twenty meters long.

"Your innate talent seems good, let's see if you can become a god."

The Vine God continued to infuse divine power into the giant rat's body, aiding its transformation, and began infusing the divine soul power extracted from the Weasel God.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The giant rat shrieked frantically, enduring the double agony of body and soul, its thick, sharp fangs clamping down with a "cracking" sound.

"Boom!"

When the infusion of divine power and divine soul power reached a certain point, with a loud explosion, the giant rat suddenly burst apart, its flesh and bones scattering everywhere.

"Buzz..."

A divine power barrier appeared on the giant stone, shielding against the flesh and bones, preventing the vines from being soiled.

"Still no good, next one."

The Divine Vine was somewhat disappointed as these giant rats seemed too inferior in its view.

At this time, the remaining three giant rats witnessed what had happened before, and their eyes were now terrified.

One of the giant rats even started struggling wildly, trying to escape from this place.

Compared to life, the allure of becoming a god clearly wasn't so crucial.