Chronicles of Primordial Wars

As a waste in people's eyes, Sugu has not given up, he knows his situation and has analysed the possible consequences if he continues to fail like this. He was persuaded to show weakness now and then to show his kindness to the two brothers. However, Su Gu knew the nature of the two brothers, whoever eventually became the king of Lower Ye City, even if he finally kept Su Gu's life, Su Gu would not have lived well.

Instead, a slave owner without ambition is not a good slave owner.

Because of the decision, Sugu practiced in his room every day when no one else knew, but one failure made Sugu less confident.

Too many attempts, Sugu was very clear about every slight change in himself. After feeling the difference today, when practicing slavery again, he carefully observed it. Then, he was surprised to discover that the slave power produced was much smoother than usual and not as hard as before.

Why is this happening?

After the surprise, Sogu began to analyze it carefully. He also thought it was the result of his daily practice, but he was shocked by the fact that he had been practicing so diligently and had not seen such a noticeable change in the past few days that he had been practicing for less than usual due to various things.

Why is that?

Why is this happening?

Sugu took out what he had done over the past two days, pulled out the cocoon, analyzed it, and suddenly held his fingers together, his pupils shrunk, and he thought of a possibility...

Shao Xuan!

The one with the general ability to predict witches!

Yes, it seems to have changed at that time. Previously, because of the weight of my mind, I didn't pay attention. Now I think back, at that time, I did feel a little different. It seemed that a ladle of cloudy water blended with sand had been filtered by densely woven linen once.

The more I think about it, the more I think about it.

Sugu walked around the house, jumped, clenched his fists vigorously and took a few deep breaths to calm his excitement.

To be sure, Sogu made another run to the tourist area that day.

In the middle of the night, Shao Xuan looked at the three spiritually trembling lords and practiced slavery in front of him.

Shao Xuan will take out a piece of water moonstone lighting due to the lack of firewood and the inconvenience of lighting. Looking at this practiced slaver, Shao Xuan did not drive, but observed the flame change in his mind again. He guessed that because of that egg shell in his mind, Sogu had made some positive changes. Sugu wanted to benefit from this, and Shao Xuan himself wanted to study the source of power of the slave owner, an experiment just right for Sugu.

In red and blue interlaced flames, clutter becomes weaker and weaker, blue flames converge with red flames, and become clear. And when Sugu used the method of enslavement, the blue flame appeared on his hands, and it became more stable, unlike before, as if the wind had just blown away.

Thunder, who lived in the opposite room, looked at the moon outside the window and looked at the light on Shao Xuan's side. He thought, "If you don't sleep at night, why did the three young lords come here again?" Brains in the sand?

Sugu stayed with Shao Xuan until dawn the next day.

In the morning, the tribesmen who came out of the early morning activities talked about the cooperation between the three people in Flaming Horn and the three junior lords of waste. As they were saying, they saw the door over Flaming Horn open, and the three junior lords of Fallen Ye City they were just talking about, walked out of the room with their faces on, as if something was very angry with him.

When Sugu left, the tribesmen gathered to chat were incredible.

“Was that... Sook? The three lords of Lower Ye City? ”

“Seems so. ”

“What seems to be, that's Sook! ”

“How did Sugu get out of the flaming horn? Could he have come before dawn? ”

“I heard Sook came last night. This hasn't left. Now? ”

Even if the tribesmen collaborated with the slave owners, there had never been a slave owner who stayed overnight in the tribe's place, and what they saw in front of them forced them to think more.

“Look at Sook's face. Is this a fight with Flaming Horn people? ”

“It is estimated that nothing has been negotiated. ”

“Very likely. ”

In their view, neither Sook nor the three men of Flaming Horn were reliable, and it was certain that they were gathered together to fight.

On the other hand, Sugu held his tight face so hard that no one could see the excitement in his heart. He held out his grin and came out. It looked a little scary on his face. It's not that he doesn't want to laugh, if he comes out of the horn with joy, someone must have guessed what he got from the horn.

Shao Xuan's abilities, no one else can know. If his two brothers knew about it, they would probably dig people up from this side. Sugu has never been so happy to work with Flaming Corner.

At first, when Sugu decided to cooperate with the people of Flaming Horn, he didn't really take them seriously. Even if it wasn't the Flaming Horn tribe, the Stone Horn earthly horn or anything, he would have treated them the same way as long as it was the tribe, but now, Sugu's view of the Flaming Horn people has completely changed. Neither Shao Xuan's suggestion nor his own change now must be taken seriously.

This deal is worth it! With Shao Xuanti's request in mind, Sugu will also begin to prepare. If the Flaming Horn wants to know more about the Slaver, he needs to get these ready, or this ally will be gone.

Back to the palace from the tribal area, Sugu saw the slaves moving out of the wine cellar a lot of pointy bottom pottery with fruit wine. Today, there is fruit wine to drink. Sugu is in a better mood. He had to show a smile, and to this day, he finally smiled. Well, you can have a can sent to the corner.

In a good mood, even against slaves, Sugu rarely smiled.

The slaves holding the liquor jar saw Sugu smile and almost broke the jar.

This is the Third Young Master? Can the Three Young Lord smile so kindly, not hypocrisy?

Aren't you awake yet?

Sugu didn't look at the bartender who was standing there and went straight to his residence. While passing through the pool in the palace, it was nice to stop and watch.

In the desert, it's a luxury to build such a flowering pool, and only the king's palace can have such a view.

The flowers that grew in the water, Sugu did not know, he saw a walrus crawling out of the water, lying by the pool, half of his body exposed.

Suguta's father brought back slaves from elsewhere in the sink. He thought they wouldn't survive. Who knows, they did survive a lot, but they were not active. They were stuck every day. Poking with a grass pole was rare to react to, and the color of his body became lighter. I don't know what happened.

Where there is a grass sink, the air appears to be extra fresh and moist. Sugu sat at the edge of the pool, looking at the pod by the pool, and quickly poked his finger, and he didn't move.

Stick it again.

Still not moving.

Sook ignored it.

Look around, a squad of slaves just walked through here, had left, and there was no one else around.

Sugu thought of his overnight achievements, couldn't help but reach out and mobilize the strength in his body. Soon, a blue flame appeared in his palm, firmly able to see the shaped flame.

Feeling the smoothness of the process, Sugu's mood was as refreshing as cold water poured on a hot day.

Perhaps in a few moments you will be able to enslave yourself and gain a slave that truly belongs to you!

Looking at the flame in the palm of his hand, Su Guyu glanced at the slowly moving twitch, and the ghost made the gods reach that way.

At the moment of touching the back, the blue flame spread along Sugu's palm towards the back of his body.

As the flames spread, the black stripes appeared on the back of the thistle. Sugu felt a power, passing it along his arm to the thug.

After a few breaths, Sugu felt the energy in his body stabilize again and the flame on his palm disappeared.

When the feeling of tiredness struck, Sugu rubbed his forehead and felt what it felt. His eyes stared closely at the face lying on the edge of the pool. The expression on his face ranged from incredible to obscure, to surprise, to anger. A rapidly changing expression that twitches all the muscles on his face.

He succeeded in enslaving.

This is to celebrate and to rejoice.

But!

Sugu really didn't want to be the first person ever to enslave a slave master for the first time!