MTL - This Is My Primitive Tribe - v2 Chapter 287 The locust tribe is here

SLASH!(So this is death?!!)I, Elysia, found myself dead before even reaching the Demon King's lair, and our Hero Party was completely annihilated.And this was done by none other than a fellow human—my former classmate.He had been mostly invisible during our time at the academy, but then he started committing one crime after another until he became a lackey of the Demon King.Who would have thought that the strongest party of humanity would be wiped out by humanity’s traitors?(If I could go back to the past, I swear I will kill you!)Just when I thought I could finally pass on, I opened my eyes.Five years back, when I first enrolled at Arcadia Academy.And there he was, the traitorous bastard of humanity...****“Huh? Where am I?”One day, I opened my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar place and came to realize this was the world within the novel Savior's Dawn that I had read.Everything seemed to be proceeding the same as in the novel—except for one thing.The main heroine is glaring at me as though she wants to kill me.Could I survive with the main heroine after my life?

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

An Immortal does not differentiate between good and evil, nor do they care about the distinction between black and white. They do not ask what is right or wrong, and consider all living things as dogs. In spite of everything, Immortals pursue the Dao with bitter resolve.

Any being who disturbs my Dao, good or evil, will be forced to meet their karma, reduced to nothing more than ashes.

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