The Martial Unity

Chapter 659

The aliens never ceased to confuse the Martial tribes of Vilun Island. Now these outsiders seemed to be trying to build a modest village atop a hill on the island that wasn't too far from the G'ak'arkan Tribe.

All of the Martial tribes knew that for some reason the outsiders held a lot of interest in the G'ak'arkan tribe, more than any other tribe on the entire island. None of them, except the G'ak'arkan Tribe, had any idea why this was the case.

It wasn't as though the G'ak'arkan Tribe was the strongest Martial tribe on the entire island or anything of the sort. It was rather strange for them to constantly be sending people to the Martial tribe.

And now, they were building a small village very close to the G'ak'arkan Tribe. This was certainly no coincidence.

Why were the aliens bothering trying to build a home on the island in the first place? Even if they did, why did they do it so close to the G'ak'arkan Tribe?

While most of the Martial tribes spread across the island scratched their head at this development, the G'ak'arkan Tribe had a slightly better understanding of the situation.

"This must have something to do with that trade offer that they've been pestering us for many years with," N'Kulu, the chieftain of the G'ak'arkan Tribe solemnly said. "They haven't given up it seems."

"Those annoying pests!" Senior K'ahru glowered. "We should treat them like any other Martial tribe and destroy them!"

the Martial Artists who were a part of the

and expressed an intent for a

known prior were all enemies. The very concept of establishing

would have with states on the Panama Continent. It took a tedious and painstakingly slow build-up to where it was today, it had begun with the smallest of tokens and gifts between ordinary humans for an extensive period of time, before escalating the gestures and tokens that they expressed. It even

stage where they could

the G'ak'arkan Tribe was simply much more comfortable in picking a fight with the diplomatic convoy than they were trying to maintain a friendly relationship. The latter was

much more comfortable knowing that they were their enemy than wondering if

the idea of engaging in hostilities with their strange

make them our enemy," A third strong voice interjected, drawing all the attention

Senior of

K'Mala…" K'ahru gritted

their offer has merit, I have always said that," She voiced her opinion, uncaring of the frowns that it

submitting to them! How can such weak and pathetic Martial Artists have anything worth offering to us? It's a miracle that they

the members of the meeting. K'ahru's

the Martial Artist of the third rank that sought an audience with us many

how strong his aura

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