Gamma saw this scene and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
A successful sacrifice meant that the God of the Hunt might bestow blessings, and the upcoming hunting operation could yield more harvests.
This would be a rare bounty for the Blood Hunt Tribe, which had been getting fewer and fewer harvests, and the premise of all this was the success of the sacrifice.
"Damn Black Crocodile Tribe."
Thinking about the Black Crocodile Tribe that had affected the Blood Hunt Tribe's survival due to migration, Gamma couldn't help but feel angry, yet helpless, and even worried,
"If the Black Crocodile Tribe really comes to attack our Blood Hunt Tribe, how should I respond?"
"Can our God of the Hunt really protect us from the Black Crocodile Tribe's attack?"
Gamma's thoughts were heavy.
The next moment, the Totem Space where Yan Whitehall was located suddenly underwent changes.
