The hail as big as a pigeon egg hit everything on the ground frantically because they all fell from high altitudes. Although they were not big, the damage caused by the smashing was very great.

A colorful pheasant was not hidden properly and was hit on the head by a hail. She could not even scream and was directly killed.

In the Mang tribe, whether it is people or livestock, they are hit by hail and bloodied by hail. If they are hit by the vital points, they may even be killed directly.

The whole tribe was crying and calling for her parents, and the chaos was at its peak.

Fortunately, the Totem God warned him in the morning. The people from the Mang tribe were on high alert and did not run around. After finding hail, they hid in the house as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the losses will be even heavier.

"Smack it..."

The hailstone hit the tiles on the roof, and the tiles were smashed directly. The roof became riddled with holes in an instant, and the broken tiles fell down quickly.

The people hiding in the house held various things and pushed them on their heads, then squatted in the place and dared not move. The timid screamed directly.

This is just the first wave of hail, and the subsequent hail is still falling rapidly, which is extremely terrifying.

"Moo!"

At this moment, the totem god of the Mang tribe who had reacted finally took action.

It could not have watched the tribe be destroyed by this hailstone.

In the altar, the flame rhino roared, jumped out, and quickly rose above the Mang Tribe.

“Huhhhh…”

The flame rhino opened his mouth and spit out endless flames into the sky, turning into a huge flame barrier, like a substance, covering the entire Mang tribe's settlement area.

"Shit..."

After the hails contacted the extremely high temperature flame, they immediately turned into water vapor and could no longer cause damage to the residential areas of the Mang tribe.

"It's the Rhino God, the Rhino God saved us!"

"That's great, don't worry about being smashed to death!"

"Thank you, Rhino God!"

...

The people of the Mang tribe knelt in front of the sky in a large area. At this moment, their belief in the totem god became even more pious.

The flame rhino did not respond to them because it had to maintain the flame barrier above with all its might, and it was never easy to fight against Tianwei.

No longer have to worry about being killed by hail, the people of the Mang tribe began to shift their attention from themselves to other things in the tribe.

The first wave of hail alone smashed the tiles of almost all the houses of the Mang tribe, killing some livestock and several unlucky tribe members.

This is a very big loss.

However, the greater loss comes not from the residential area, but from the planting area.

The flame barrier of the Totem God can only block the hail above the residential area, but cannot protect all the fields outside.

In other words, the food and vegetables of the Mang tribe just experienced the flood and ushered in hail which was more severe than the flood.

Whether it was the crops that had grown up or the crops that had just been planted, they were almost completely destroyed by this hailstorm!

"I can't live anymore, kill me!"

The most painful thing is the people in the planting team. The results of their hard work for more than half a year have been destroyed by the continuous natural disasters.

Yan knelt on the ground, watching the crops outside the residential area being smashed by hail, and he was almost crazy.

"Rock, calm down!"

Chen Bei, who had already run back to the residential area, grabbed Yan who wanted to rush out. He could understand Yan's inner pain, but rushing out now is simply seeking death.

"Chief, I feel so sad. It's over, it's all over!"

Yan went out early and came back late every day, so that the grain could be harvested. Especially after the flood, he worked harder than usual and had more stringent requirements for the people in the planting team.

All his efforts were on these foods, but now he could only watch the foods were destroyed. How could he not feel heartbroken?

Chen Bei grabbed Yan tightly and said sternly: "The food is gone, you can still plant it again, but if the person is gone, there will be nothing."

"Food is for people to eat. If everyone is gone, what's the use of even if the food is still there?"

After being scolded by Chen Bei, Yan finally stopped running out. He sat on the ground powerlessly, watching the hail outside raging, and tears fell down.

Chen Bei slowly let go of his hand, thought for a while, and said, "It's still a long time before winter. We can still grow some food that has a short growth time. If we don't help, we have also raised so many livestock, fish, and hunting."

Chen Bei patted Yan on the shoulder and said, "I can always survive."

Yan didn't reply, but Chen Bei knew that he had heard it.

Chen Bei said again: "What's more, not all the food will be damaged by hail. For example, taro, red cones, and soles of the feet grow underground, hail can only remove the stems and leaves on the top, and the fruits below are still good."

"It only takes a while for its stems and leaves to grow again.

"What's more, it's summer now, it's still early in winter. We still have time to replant the damaged crops, and we can still harvest a lot of food in winter."

Chen Bei said loudly, and his words were not only for Yan, but also for everyone. As the leader, he must stand up and comfort everyone at this time.

"At the beginning, our Mang tribe had just been established, with only more than one hundred people, and it was in autumn and only a short time before winter."

"But through our own efforts, we built houses, found food, and got to the present step by step."

"Now our Mang tribe is much stronger than before. Will it be defeated by one or two natural disasters?"

Chen Bei's words dissipated a lot of fear in the eyes of the people of the Mang tribe.

Especially the group of people who followed Chen Bei at the beginning were even more excited by Chen Bei's words, and they wanted to yell twice.

At this time, Qingzhu and the elder also came over. Qingzhu said while walking: "The leader is right. We have survived such difficulties in the past, and now we can definitely survive!"

Qingzhu's words completely calmed down the hearts of the Mang tribe members, and there was a power that could calm the mind on her body.

Chen Bei took advantage of the situation and shouted: "Tell me, can we get through it?"

"able!"

"It must be!"

"Definitely!"

...

The emotions of the Mang tribe members were ignited, and they stood up one after another and shouted loudly. At this moment, the hail outside seemed to be less terrible.

In the sky, the Totem God looked down at the excited crowd below and nodded with satisfaction. Such a tribe is like a tribe of a powerful tribe.

No matter how difficult things happen, you will find ways to get through them, always maintain your beliefs, and will not be easily defeated.

What those small tribes lack is exactly this belief. They have extremely poor ability to resist disasters. When encountering a little natural disaster or man-made disaster, the people's hearts of the entire tribe will easily disperse and the tribe will easily collapse.

The hail came and went quickly. When the tribesmen of the Mang tribe adjusted their emotions, the hail outside had stopped.
Chapter completed!