Alex decided to go to the primitive tribe to take a look. Perhaps there would be some discoveries.

The mysterious ruins, the tantalising Amaryllis, and the Dragon Snake tribe's Coiling Serpent Pagoda all had the shadow of a super-intelligent entity.

If extraterrestrial life had descended on Earth in the past, there would be some traces left behind.

The "True God's emissary" could be the extraterrestrials before or the tribes that had visited them in the past/ They would use powerful methods to intimidate them and thus be worshipped as gods by them.

If that was the case, this trip to the tribes was a perfect opportunity.

Seeing Alex return, the hunters of the Nata tribe who were kneeling on the ground became excited.

Some waved their hands, and some shouted excitedly. God did not give up on them.

The ancestors of the Natas had passed down from generation to generation. They were the people of God. When they were in danger, a mysterious round object fell from the sky.

A mysterious person with a big head and a small body helped them drive away the ferocious animals.

At that time, there was a golden scorpion behind the mysterious person.

To thank God for his arrival, the ancestors of the Nata tribe built a temple in the tribe's land of worship. They enshrined the statue of the scorpion in the temple.

The Nata tribe's Aborigines firmly believed that God would come for a second time and help their tribe become stronger one day.

However, after hundreds of years, God never appeared again. The locals thought that God had abandoned them. Many people were disappointed, but they did not give up.

But just now, they saw the "Messenger of God." It turned out that God had not abandoned them. Instead, God only cared about the Nata tribe.

That was why, one day, they discovered the giant golden scorpion that came near their tribe.

At this moment, the hunter of the Nata tribe was so excited that his whole body was trembling. He wanted to bring the "Messenger of God" back to the tribe and let the people worship him.

Looking at the excited look of this group of Aborigines, Alex raised his scorpion foot and gently patted the middle-aged man in front of him.

This person was the leader of the hunters, Mcgee. His little nephew, Mike, was hiding behind him, looking at Alex curiously.

Mcgee was patted on the head by Alex's scorpion foot. Shock and fear filled his heart. The Messenger of God seemed to have changed his mind.

What was frightening was that such a giant scorpion was thick and massive. With just a light pinch, it would be able to clip off a person's head.

Mcgee bowed respectfully and was about to lead the way, but suddenly, a person rushed over with a hint of anxiety on his face.

The person looked at the enormous golden giant scorpion in front of him; he was first shocked. Then, under Mcgee's explanation, he slowly recovered.

Alex looked at the man's clothes. He was also a Nata villager.

"Mcgee, our tribe is surrounded. There are many poachers. They are holding submachine guns. As a result, they hurt many of us."

"What?" Maggie was shocked. "How did the poachers come to our tribe? What happened?"

The man panted and said, "Two days ago, three people came to our village. One Man and two women. The poachers seemed to be coming for them."

Alex knew that these three people might be Diana, Alice, and Harden.

Because they did not enter the ruins in this vast Amazon rainforest, the most significant chance of survival was to go to the primitive tribes.

Mcgee seemed to be in a hurry.

Alex suddenly thought of a way to evolve in a short time. Usual prey was unlikely to help, and those super creatures deep in the Amazon were too dangerous. Swallowing poachers was a great idea.

In his previous life, he knew that certain regulatory agencies would increase the performance of law enforcement and chose to fish law enforcement.

I am the hunter, you are the prey.

Slowly attract them to come and kill them step by step.

At this time, Alex formed a great idea in his mind. If everything went smoothly, the fifth evolution would be easy.

Alex decided to add poachers to its diet.

Although he did not take the initiative to hunt humans, he would not show any mercy if those humans were to try to kill him.

"Please, help us get through this disaster." Mcgee and the others all knelt.

Alex waved its pincers and pointed into the distance, indicating for them to lead the way. Even if these people did not say anything, he would still go to the Nata tribe.

After all, this was all evolutionary energy.

Seeing that the oracle had agreed to save the Nata tribe, Mcgee and the others knelt on the ground once again, their faces filled with deep worship and gratitude.

As expected, God had come to save the Nata tribe, which was why he had sent the oracle to help them.

Under Mcgee's lead, Alex and the others quickly rushed to the tribe.

...

At this time, in a specific part of the mountain, there were hundreds of thatched huts.

Nata tribe built their houses very simply. There were scattered stones piled up below, and they covered the top with thatched grass.

Perhaps it was because it had been a long time, the stones below were covered with green moss.

In front of a stone-paved step, five or six poachers pointed their submachine guns at some Nata clan members. The leader was Kurt, who had previously surrounded Diana.

At this moment, Kurt stood in front of the staircase and said coldly, "I know that the two women are hiding in your tribe. Hand them over, or else..."

"Hehe!" He revealed a dark and cold smile and suddenly raised his submachine gun and shot towards the sky.

"Da Da Da!"

The continuous and dense gunshots were like hammers striking at the hearts of the Nata people.

Fear filled their eyes. Some children hid behind their parents in fear, covering their mouths tightly with tears in their eyes.

They wanted to resist, but the gun in Kurt's hand terrified them.

Although they were a primitive tribe and used ancient longbows for hunting, it didn't mean that they didn't know those modern weapons.

That was the internationally famous Ak-47, a hundred times more potent than their arrows. They once wanted to get one for hunting, but the high price forced them to retreat.

There were also hot-blooded youths in the tribe. They wanted to pick up their weapons to fight against these hateful invaders, but the tribe leader stopped them.

They were all brutal poachers who had lost their humanity. Moreover, they had powerful weapons in their hands. Resisting was just a meaningless sacrifice.

The only hope now was that Mcgee would rush back.

He was a brave warrior of the Nata race. He was also brilliant. He would have a way to deal with these detestable intruders.

Looking at the group of locals remaining silent, Kurt licked the corner of his mouth with fierce eyes. "I'll repeat it now. Where are the two women?"

As he spoke, the other poachers pointed their cold muzzles at the Nata race. It was as if the muzzles of their guns would emit blue flames in the next moment.

At this moment, an old man in his sixties said, "Sir, we haven't seen any women. Could you be mistaken?"

This old adult was the leader of the Nata tribe, Slick.

Kurt seemed to have expected them to say this. But, first, he waved his hand at the crowd. Then, under the incredulous gazes of the Nata tribe members, a young man in his twenties walked out and stood behind Kurt.

"Ward, you traitor!"