Chapter 2: Eternal Night Monarch

Three days later.

By the time Ye San brought back the people of the Giant Tiger Tribe, Su Xingyu had already finished making arrangements for the entire Night Tribe. In truth, there wasn't much to arrange. Although the Night Tribe had a large population, it was still fundamentally a tribe. It wasn't much better off than the Giant Tiger Tribe, merely having an extra ring of wooden palisades around its perimeter. During the last expansion, Su Xingyu had already mapped out a future development strategy. Therefore, the enclosed land was exceptionally large, making it effortless to accommodate the Giant Tiger Tribe's people.

To prevent any accidents, Su Xingyu completely broke up the Giant Tiger Tribe members and distributed them to every corner of the Night Tribe. Better safe than sorry! With tens of thousands of people gathered together right in his own headquarters, if a riot truly broke out, the Night Tribe would suffer heavy casualties even if they won.

Afterward, he held a grand banquet for the Warriors who had gone on the expedition, fiercely winning over a wave of popular support. Following that, he hosted an even grander banquet for the newly joined tribe members. This move not only dispelled the misgivings in the hearts of the other tribe members but also fostered a slight sense of belonging to the Night Tribe. After all, judging from the Night Tribe's performance, they truly didn't seem to lack food, and they were extraordinarily generous.

At the end of the banquet, Su Xingyu, wearing an animal skin coat, stood atop the towering altar. Looking down at the newly joined tribesmen, he shouted loudly,

"Hundreds of sunsets ago, the Night Tribe was a small tribe of only a few hundred people. Their Warriors were weak, unable to even hunt Magical Beasts, and could only rely on farming and fishing to survive...

"But now, the Night Tribe has hundreds of thousands of members! You might not know how many people that actually is... I can tell you clearly: before this, the most powerful tribe along the Red River, the Giant Tiger Tribe, only had around forty thousand people. Yet our Night Tribe's current population is a full four hundred and thirty thousand. This is larger than ten Giant Tiger Tribes combined!"

Listening to Su Xingyu's speech, the crowd below had various reactions. Some were proud, some were arrogant, some were terrified, but the vast majority were utterly shocked. Before the Night Tribe's rise, the Giant Tiger Tribe had been the most powerful tribe along the upper and lower reaches of the Red River. They had over forty thousand tribesmen and nearly five thousand brave Warriors. The Giant Tiger Tribe's ferocity was famous throughout the entire Black Soil Plain. Whenever the Giant Tiger Tribe made the slightest move, all the other tribes would be on edge, terrified of becoming their next target. Yet now, the Clan Leader of the Night Tribe claimed they were bigger than ten Giant Tiger Tribes combined. How could this not leave people astounded and terrified?

As for whether these words were true or false? The crowd below believed them 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 rapidly?" Su Xingyu smiled upon seeing the crowd's reactions. He spread his arms wide and raised them high toward the sky. "It is because our Night Tribe has the protection of a Divine Spirit! Not a mere totem of your tribes, but a true Divine Spirit! A Divine Spirit that is greater than any existence in this world, who grasps the origin of the world and possesses the Power to reverse all phenomena."

Under the bright moonlight, Su Xingyu held his hands high, screaming at the top of his lungs like a madman.

"A Divine Spirit?"

"What is a Divine Spirit? Is it the name of a totem?"

"If we also embrace Faith in the Divine, can we become as strong as the Warriors of the Night Tribe...?"

The tribesmen below didn't understand the concept of a Divine Spirit. They only thought it was a more powerful totem. Every tribe on the Black Soil Plain worshipped a totem, and their tribe's name was usually derived from it. For example, the Giant Tiger Tribe worshipped a massive, colorful tiger, and the Barbaric Bull Tribe worshipped a Minotaur with a bull's head and a human body.

Therefore, even after hearing Su Xingyu's words, the crowd below only treated this "Divine Spirit" as a stronger totem. As for how to compare the strength of totems? Naturally, it was by comparing the strength of the tribes. If a tribe was strong, then the totem they believed in was strong. If a tribe was weak, the totem they believed in was naturally weak as well.

Some tribesmen hadn't yet abandoned their former beliefs, so hearing Su Xingyu's words naturally made them a bit displeased deep down. However, given the Night Tribe's current power, they had no way to refute him. The straightforward Warriors didn't overthink things; they only cared about battle. Although they didn't quite understand what the "new Clan Leader" was saying, they felt their blood boiling. They wished they could have joined the early Night Tribe and fought alongside them to conquer the Red River.

Just as the crowd below was in a state of commotion, the sky suddenly darkened. The high-hanging bright moon was Devoured by dark clouds, plunging the entire Night Tribe into absolute Darkness. Before the crowd could panic, an aura as deep as the Abyss and as vast as the sea spread outward from the altar. Everyone below felt as if they were plummeting into the Abyss, with a ten-thousand-foot mountain pressing down on their heads. They couldn't even breathe.

The next moment, a Divine Spirit with a boundless Divine Body appeared in everyone's minds. The sun and moon were His eyes, the mountains and rivers were His bloodlines... Opening His eyes brought day; closing His eyes brought night. The breath He exhaled became the fierce gales that swept across ten thousand miles of heaven and earth. When He walked upon the Earth, the entire world would tremble.

"My name is @?%#"

Only a string of incomprehensible language was left in their minds. Everyone instantly jolted awake, then hurriedly knelt and kowtowed. The Night Tribe's members took the lead, shouting at the top of their lungs,

"Praise the Eternal Night Monarch!!!"

"Our Lord is Eternal!!!"

"Praise the Eternal Night Monarch!!!"

"Praise the Eternal Divine Spirit..."

The other newly joined tribesmen only hesitated for a moment before joining in the loud chanting. The moon reappeared, its light shining down on the prostrating crowd.

Looking at the kneeling masses, the corners of Su Xingyu's mouth curled up slightly on the altar. Then, he 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 continued, "When fighting for the Monarch, Death is not the end. Even if you die in battle one day, as long as you demonstrate bravery, you will have the chance to receive the Monarch's grace, ascend to the Divine Realm, and transform into an immortal Divine Guard."

As soon as he finished speaking, a domineering, towering dark silhouette over thirty feet tall abruptly appeared behind Su Xingyu. The dark silhouette reached out and waved forward. Countless drops of pure liquid flew out, turning into a continuous drizzle that blended into the crowd. One by one, the Warriors who absorbed the liquid erupted with powerful auras. They had advanced.

"Praise the Eternal Night."

The Warriors' eyes were filled with fanaticism as they instantly transformed into Devoted Believers of the Divine Spirit. Nothing could make them feel the mighty power of the Divine Spirit more than the enhancement of their own strength. What incredibly formidable Power this was!?

Witnessing this Divine Power, the crowd didn't hesitate at all. They successively chose to join the Night Tribe, their hearts completely cleared of their previous chaotic thoughts. At this moment, they had only one thought—

—to please the Eternal Night Monarch through battle.

"Welcome to the Night Tribe, everyone. Let us fight for the Eternal Night together!" As the dark silhouette behind him dissipated, Su Xingyu spoke slowly.

"Fight for the Eternal Night!"

"Fight for the Eternal Night!"

"Fight for the Eternal Night!"

The majestic voices resounded through the clouds, like fierce tigers breaking free from their cages, like flood dragons about to burst out of a quagmire.