Chronicles of Primordial Wars

If you follow the previous sacrificial steps, when the third sacrifice is over, the sacrifice is over, but not tonight.

Even the new warriors who had just woken up could not rejoice in turning their destiny into Totem warriors, shocked by the flaming giant who had just appeared. Though the giant has now disappeared into the fire pond with the flames of retraction, the shock just created from the bottom of his heart persists for a long time.

It's not just because of the huge flamethrower's appearance, but because of the flamethrower's feeling to them, after seeing it, he abandoned all his thoughts and couldn't wait to kneel down immediately.

The wizard chief took a long breath and glanced at the chief, O., and then all looked at Shao Xuan.

Witches and chiefs alike have a strong sense of joy in their eyes.

“Ladies and gentlemen!" the chief's audacious voice sounded on the field, bringing back those who were still immersed in what they had just felt.

“I, O., the current leader of the Flaming Horn tribe, accept ‘Xuan’ as the 'elder’ of the tribe, in accordance with the will of my ancestors!” O solemnly.

After the chief, the witch also said: "I, the incumbent witch of the Flaming Horn tribe, accept ‘Xuan’ as the 'elder’ of the tribe, according to the will of my ancestors! ”

The people who had just returned to God, before thinking about anything else, heard the words of the chief and the witch, suddenly stood still.

Elder Shao Xuan?

They have also heard that other tribes have elders, but they are all elders and powerful people who have made countless tribes, most of whom have competed for the position of chief, and even some tribes, who have accepted the position of elder since the chief left office, but they have never heard of such a young elder!

The impression of the elders of the Flaming Horn tribes only existed in the few dry corpses that were cremated at that time. There was not much concept of the word, but since both the witch and the chief said it, it was irrefutable. Besides, the witch and the chief said it was “according to the will of the ancestors". That was the will of the ancestors, who could refute it? Who dares to argue? Don't you dare argue with me!

Shao Xuan handed over the bone ornament to the witch and then held a formal conferral ceremony, after which he told the whole tribe that from now on, Shao Xuan was the “elder” of the Flaming Cape tribe, second only to the witch and chief.

The witch held the bone trim with the flaming light. His hands trembled because he was too excited. He could feel the sense of affinity coming from the bone trim. It belonged to the power of the witch. It was the power of the most powerful first witch of all time in the tribe! Meanwhile, the power consumed in his body by presiding over the sacrifice is rapidly recovering.

Old grams in the crowd, blushing because of mood fluctuations, tears flashing in their dimpled eyes. Who would have thought that a child out of that hole who couldn't even eat his stomach would become what it is today and gain such a high status?

In the entire tribe, the most senior and unconditional listeners in the hearts of the Old Horn people, only the witches and the chiefs, and not even the two great leaders, the Towers and the Return, were able to reach the point of total obedience for all, but now, there seems to be another one. According to witches and chiefs, elders have a higher status than big bosses, and when witches and chiefs make major resolutions, elders can participate and rebut them.

This sacrifice came to an end only after the ceremony of the Presbyterian.

New Totem warriors, gathered in one place, await the teachings of the witches. And the others, go back with them. From today on, they will no longer be tourists, but true Horn Tribes!

This time, less than 2,000 awakeners, including children of age and returning tourists, are still in the statistics. This is similar to what Shao Xuan expected.

Shao Xuan asked Old Ke and Caesar to go back first. The chief was looking for him, and there was something about the bone trim.

The people gathered on the ground around the fire pond, gradually dispersed, awakened the successful people, the relatives of the family are very happy, go back and call friends they know to celebrate. And those who fail to wake up are much less likely to wake up later, except for those children.

A skinny woman looks very depressed, comforting to the people around her, just responding with a laugh, not talking. There are a lot of people like her, so they're not noticeable in the crowd.

As she stepped out of the crowd, her husband was anxiously waiting there. Her husband was one of those people who leaned on the outside during the sacrificial ceremony.

“What do you say?” Seeing the wife come over, the man steps forward.

The woman shook her head.

The surrounding person, looking at the thick person, awkwardly comforted his wife, his heart suddenly, a few words of comfort sighed and left.

The couple in people's eyes, walking out of the field, going back to their cabins, closing the door.

The thick and clumsy patch on the man's face dissipated, his face became thick and he was helpless. He took out some herbs and smashed them, put them in a pot and added water, set fire to the pile, and boiled the medicine.

These medicines do not smell as intense as the other medicines, and when they are cooked, they smell a little green grass. If they are not careful and a little far away, they cannot be smelled.

And that slim woman, after closing the door and window, quickly faded, couldn't stand it any longer, a bite of blood sprayed out, like exhausting all the strength, if not holding the wooden table on the stool, it would probably fall directly.

“Lost count.” The man looked at the pottery can and said.

The woman gasped and sat on the stool next to the wooden table without making a sound. She was afraid to make a sound and vomit blood again.

When the medicine was cooked, she drank it and rested quietly for a little while before slowing down: “If that flaming giant hadn't suddenly appeared, I wouldn't have done the same! ”

Originally, their plan was to observe during the sacrifice, to see what precious treasures the Flaming Horn tribe had, and in general, what was presented during the sacrifice was extremely precious.

But this time, they lost count.

They play a couple of small couples, the man is an outsider, the woman is flaming horn blood, and the place where they stand during the sacrifice is also different, because this time the flaming horn blood travelers will lean forward to wake up easily.

Totem fighters from outside tribes who want to join the Flaming Horn tribe need to go through an accreditation ceremony before they can be accepted by the Spark, otherwise they will be rejected by the Spark. No one wants to try that feeling. But if you are an unbelieving tourist, the spark will be much less repellant.

They have not accepted such rituals, nor are they truly tourists without any other beliefs.

When the flames of the pond spread, she felt a tingling, spicy pain, but the pain was still tolerable, and they experienced many similar situations, and the patience was naturally different from the mortal.

But they didn't expect to see a flaming giant suddenly! Spark's rejection was doubled at that time, and the flame giant brought her a very strong deterrent. At that time, she almost shook a breath of blood and forced her back. At that time, everyone around her was paying attention to the situation at the fire pond, nobody noticed her, or else she would show up.

She remembered that the situation at the time, like a weak beast, faced a huge beast and had no power to resist, and at this time, there was still palpitation in her heart. It's a long experience and a superior disguise that keeps you away from the people around you.