Chronicles of Primordial Wars

With Shao Xuan's participation, the sacrifice came out with such a different little insert from previous years. Even though the tribes had their own minds in mind, they were now most concerned about the children who were awakening by the fire pond.

The race feels the obvious changes in the body and the totem marks that have appeared on the arms, but at this time suddenly joins the individual, and naturally can be perceived. When he looked over at the side of the race, he saw Shao Xuan covered in a flame.

Grievance - Home - Road - Narrow!

Isn't this guy young? Ten years old after today's snowstorm festival? Why are you here?!

Looking at people who were two years younger than themselves, I was uncertain. When I thought about the group beating me up before winter, I was angry. I was still excited to be left behind by the witch. I thought about going out with the hunting team after Awakening Totem to hunt a bigger beast, and then walked a few laps from the hole, envying those people, especially Shao Xuan. But now? What the hell is going on?

From the moment Shao Xuan was thrown in here, he noticed that the people standing next to him were racing, but now he has no intention of peeling the kid.

Previously, Shao Xuan was able to finally feel the tribal fire pond up close. It was like being in a flaming sea, but there was no burning sensation. It just felt warm and roasty. The coolness not yet completely dispersed in winter was all baked out.

The pictures on the children by the fire pond were flame-red, like a flame that woke up the power of sleeping in the flesh as it entered the body. More restraint.

Shao Xuan's side is much fiercer.

The fire group that had only gathered on the top of his head had spread beneath him. Shao Xuan's eyes were a flame. I wondered whether it was the fire flowing from the pond or whether it was burned on the top of his head.

Shao Xuan felt some swelling in his brain, his body temperature increased, the heat flow gathered to the eyebrow heart, and then the eyebrow heart began to diffuse, forehead, face, neck, torso, limbs...

Without a mirror, Shao Xuan couldn't see the change in his face. He saw that the other children's faces already had a flaming totem pattern, and he should have too. Feel the heat spreading from shoulders to arms, Shao Xuan looks at arms.

Previously, because of the fire on his head, he took off his fur coat and patted it on. He never wore it again and remained there. Shao Xuan is also wearing a sleeveless beast leather coat, and the flaming totem pattern on his arm appears clear as the heat flow spreads.

The flames coming out of the fire pond are getting denser and denser. The flames in the fire pond also tend to spread outward. Tribes are busy praying at this time, and Shao Xuan's body is covered in fire groups less attractive.

The flames rolling in the pond became more intense. Today, the pond is no longer the little flame that Shao Xuan saw in the beginning. Now the whole pond is like a volcano waiting to erupt, but it does not give people a sense of fear. Instead, it gives them an impulse to worship.

The witch's chanting has advanced to the third stage. When the last sound falls, the witch's lifted arms swoop apart to both sides. The gray beastskin cloak is flooded by the flame that spreads.

Fire Pond Sanxiao 3rd Xiao - Xuan Xuan.

Once the fire in the pond changed the Sven just now, it was no longer a flame, but spreading like lava, blinking the people attending the ceremony at the top of the mountain and covering the past towards the bottom of the mountain.

Near the foot of the mountain, Caesar, left in the cave, retreated into the corner, his eyes staring dead at the cave, his throat grunting.

Outside the hole, it's already a flame.

The rapidly spreading flames covered the entire mountain and did not burn the grass here, seemingly without any lethality, but Caesar, hiding in the cave, was extremely constrained, and now, if he could, he was reluctant to dig a hole into it.

And the night swallows, which had already retreated to the edge of the settlement, watched the nearer and nearer fire, and took off again without Gandhi, vibrating their wings quickly and flew away.

Standing by the fire pond has been a serious witch, and you can't help but show off your happiness. Without looking down the hill, he could already feel the extent of the flame.

It has expanded more than the last few years. No, since he inherited his position as a witch, he has not encountered such a large spread of the third wave of fire pond!

auspicious…

“Ji!” cried the witch.

“Ji!” Tribes cheered their arms.

“Flaming Horn Fire never dies!” Chief O. was also pleased to roar.

“Flaming Horn Fire never dies!” Tribes pull their throats together and get excited like chicken blood. Since the witch said the new year would be better, that's for sure! How can it not be exciting and celebratory?

The flame spread lasted about half an hour before gradually dissipating from the bottom of the mountain, leaving only the flames in the pond still burning and flickering. The totem above the flame has always existed.

After that, the scene became less serious and much easier. Tribes need to exasperate their excitement, get together and laugh and go down the hill. After going back, find relatives and friends to bake some meat, drink some fruit wine, finish eating and then get some sleep, and welcome the new year.

Gert also walked down the hill with the kids in the hole, and they didn't have to worry about being attacked by the swallows, and no birds or animals would enter their homes on that night. Of course, Caesar is an exception.

Unlike most tribes, Shao Xuan and other children of awakening totem power must stay and stay in the mountains for a while, and they need to be taught a second time by a witch.

Nearly eighty children, all but four, awake well. The other four children left somewhat disappointed, but not so frustrated when they thought they would wake up 100% next year.

Shao Xuan stayed by the fire pond and was taken by several fighters to a stone house when the rest of the tribe left.

This stone house is naturally much stronger and more spacious than the wooden houses Shao Xuan saw down the hill, and there are no more than seventy children in it.

After awakening the power of totem, as if every breath was much easier, every muscle on the body, every bone, as if it had been reshaped, full of strength, the whole person, even if it looked not much different, has changed qualitatively inside.

However, Shao Xuan is still a little depressed.

Look at the other kids either sharing a sense of awakening, or they're better off than scratching their hands and feet, and if they're not watched, they can't help but be there.

After carefully measuring the people around him, Shao Xuan just walked forward a few steps, poking the person who was spurting with people and bragging, "Hey, who is that? ”

“What the...” The interrupted race turned around, saw Shao Xuan did not finish the speech, and took a vigilant two steps back, probably feeling that the two steps back was too embarrassing, and took another step forward.

“What?” asked Sai, his eyes still full of guard. Before awakening, he was beaten several times while growing taller and stronger than the other party, and after awakening, he did not dare to take it lightly.

“Has your vision changed since you woke up? Visual, is that you look at things, compared to before you wake up, is there a... change?” Shao Xuan asked.

Seeing Shao Xuan ask this question, Sai Chin flashed and said proudly: “Of course there has been a change! ”

The other children Shao Xuan didn't know next to him heard them talking about this topic, and joined in to say how far they could see in the dim light. Their hearing, smell and vision all crossed a lot compared to before they woke up.

Only Shao Xuan has been silent.

I can't help it. He can't tell anybody that all the people around him right now are skulls?