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"There's something wrong."    

James looked down at the monitor image on his tablet computer. He casually slid it and connected the data link to Veronica's "Ranger Nerve Machine Helmet", allowing her to personally witness the monitor image.    

"Huh?"    

Under the surveillance, natives holding bows and spears were constantly walking out of the forest outside the camp. More than thirty people had gathered at the entrance and were currently in a tense confrontation with the guards at the entrance.    

Obviously, there were too many natives coming out of the forest. With just a casual sweep, the figures hiding in the forest and the natives standing on the surface with bows in hand numbered between two to three hundred. How could the few people standing guard weren't nervous?    

"Gumensa, Lodoui …"    

In the middle of the natives stood a burly man who was smeared with various colors and holding a spear. He shouted loudly.    

Not all Indonesian people understood the language of the natives. There were so many islands in Indonesia, and many natives with different customs lived there. There were at least a hundred different languages.    

Although many indigenous peoples had become accustomed to the products of civilization under the onslaught of modern civilization in the 21st century, and had gradually abandoned the traditional customs of their own tribes, this Marosso tribe was not included in this extremely remote place where few tourists had come.    

Veronica recognized the tattoos on their bodies with a single glance. They belonged to a tribe of aboriginals that still maintained their traditional ways.    

Some of the Indonesian pirates who were standing guard immediately went in to inform the others, while the others nervously held their weapons and slowly backed away.    

They knew very well that even though they were armed with the arrows, and the tribesmen were holding primitive, backward bows and arrows, the other side had too many people. Even if they used the arrows to kill more than a dozen of their enemies, a single salvo from the aboriginals would be enough to kill them … Those arrows were highly toxic. As long as they scratched a little bit of the skin, it would be fatal.    

Thinking of this, why didn't these people feel extremely nervous?    

Fortunately, the natives did not act immediately, and after the informants had gone in, the whole camp was alarmed. The pirates took up their weapons, and a swarm of bees appeared behind the sand pile.    

Seeing so many of their comrades come, the people standing guard also let out a sigh of relief. They couldn't help but feel confident.    

But...    

The aboriginal man's expression did not change, but he continued to berate loudly, which was very strange.    

Could it be …    

Had everyone from the tribe come out?    

There were at least five hundred aboriginals, men and women, young and old, but all of them, without exception, were holding their weapons and surrounding the camp's gate.    

What were they trying to do? You don't want to live anymore?    

Whether it was because they didn't want to live or not, the unfriendly attitude of these aboriginals were quite obvious. The tense confrontation between the two sides was extremely intense, and the slightest carelessness could cause a conflict.    

At this time, the Indonesian who knew the native language finally rushed out, nervously talking with the aboriginal man in a loud voice, conversing with him in a language he didn't understand for a long time. He didn't expect the aboriginal man to still have no intention of leaving, he shook his head and refused the request to leave.    

"What's wrong?"    

At the right time, Veronica rushed over.    

"Leader."    

When the Indonesian who knew a little aboriginal language saw his leader walk out, he said awkwardly, "They are from the Maloso tribe."    

"What are they trying to do?"    

Veronica swept a glance around and was not afraid of the arrows aimed at her.    

"They say... to ask us to hand over the man who interrupted their rite of passage... "    

Naturally, the Indonesian did not dare to hide anything from their leader, and honestly told him what they wanted.    

How could Veronica not understand when she heard that? They were asking to hand over James.    

Hand over the one who drove them away... Martial Sovereign?    

Veronica didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

"Tell them this is absolutely impossible! Tell them to quickly leave, or else …"    

Without saying anything else, the thin translator understood the meaning behind the words he said. It was obviously impossible for Veronica to make her side hand over the person with her personality. However, looking at the toughness of Veronica's character, it seemed as though she would not rest until she handed over the person.    

He stuttered as he translated Veronica's threats and demands. Indeed, after hearing these words, the hulk was immediately enraged. His voice rose in pitch, as if he was going to make a move if he didn't agree to their demands.    

Veronica sniggered. She didn't believe that these people came just for this reason. It was obvious that their demands were more than that.    

"Leader, they said that if we don't hand over that person, they want us to leave this place and never come back … They said that because of us, the forest was no longer peaceful. If we infuriate the Forest God, all of us will die here. "    

"Died here?"    

Narrowing his eyes, James walked out and looked around with interest at the aboriginals present, especially the big aboriginal man who was the leader.    

"Oh, these people want us to die here?"    

Behind James was a large group of armed elite soldiers. They had just come back from training and were a bit out of Veronica's expectation. They crossed their arms as if they heard a joke and had a disdainful look on their face.    

He didn't care about the reason for the confrontation between the two sides. On the contrary, he admired the natives' courage to surround the camp. However, if there was any real praise within this praise, it would be discounted.    

It was already a courageous act for a group of aboriginals to dare to provoke him.    

Seeing that there were more and more people at the entrance of the camp, the hulk's expression changed. After he measured the strength of both sides, he glared at Veronica and the others and waved his hand!    

The battle between the two sides erupted in an instant!    

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"    

"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"    

The sound of gunshots echoed as the arrows were shot. The battle was triggered. The barbarians and the brawny barbarians were turned into hornets' nests as they were shot.    

However, the aboriginals, who were hiding in the forest far away, kept their bows pulled. Upon realizing that something was wrong, they immediately released their arrows.    

As the largest and most traditional native tribe on the island, Maloso had mobilized almost all of his combat power. With hundreds of aboriginals pulling their bows, it was almost impossible to see it in reality. However, right at this moment, hundreds of sharp arrows were fired at this unknown island!