Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Even if the more sensitive people around them could see it, the flames in Shao Xuan's hands disappeared as soon as they appeared. They couldn't find the source of this energy fluctuation. They just thought the other slave masters were itching and didn't care.

Shao Xuan then followed Sugu to other pits to watch several battles. Some battles also had animal wars, but most of the time it was slave pits to fight.

Every year in Beast City, some slaves will be buried, but some will be made. For the slaves, the tour of Battle Beast City is a good opportunity, like last year's Knife, to fight brilliantly at the Central Battle Beast Yard, which greatly improves his position among White Stone City slaves.

Sugu then pressed a few more bets. If he wins or loses, he will let Shao Xuan help him pick a box and make a big deal out of it. But Sugu is not too dumb to overdo it. He also chose several of them. Although things are a little worse, it is worth it to subtract the confusion of some people. Besides, his harvest today far exceeds expectations.

Shao Xuan helped. Su Gu naturally took better care of the three people in Horn. He also informed Shao Xuan of the news he had heard in the main circle of slaves.

After returning to the cantonment site, Shao Xuan went into the house to rest for a half hour and said to Ray and Tao: "Do me a favor and watch outside the door. I have some business to do. ”

“Okay. ”

Ray and Tao did not ask what Shao Xuan was going to do. Usually, when Shao Xuan was documenting things, they would also stay outside the door. Something that slave owners don't like to see. So at this time, I heard Shao Xuan say there was something to do, and I didn't think of anything else. The two of them went out to get some air and talk about today's meeting. If someone comes to Shao Xuan, they'll let them know and they won't let anyone else in.

After Ray and Tao went out, Shao Xuan looked closely to make sure that no one was staring around, and raised his hand.

He witnessed several wars of the beasts that resulted from the seizure of slaves today, as well as the enslavement of slave owners on the spot.

Every time those slave owners enslave, Shao Xuan's mind will have a flame, similar to that of Sugu. Although there are differences between the fire groups, they are not as different as the totem flames between the tribes.

During enslavement, the power fluctuations in the fire group, the rules of wandering and spinning of every trace of energy, Shao Xuan remembered clearly. Every time he saw it, his impression deepened. Even when he watched it, Shao Xuan did not consciously imitate it. Only then, because there were many slave owners around him, he did not let go to try it. Now that he comes back, there is no one else, it is a good opportunity.

Before leaving the tribe, Shao Xuan had discussed with the witches the power of the slave owners. For the tribesmen, it was difficult to imagine how a group such as the slave owners had acquired power and how they had been empowered. Shao Xuan now determined that the power of the slave owners was very similar to the spark power of the tribe. Shao Xuan even speculated that the two forces might be homologous.

Retract your thoughts, Shao Xuan mobilizes the strength in your body, the totem flames in your mind swell up, the blue flames are more active, some elongated touchwires stretch out from it, then converge to extend.

Shao Xuan only felt a force coming down from his head, flowing through his neck, shoulders, along the raised arm, straight ahead.

Totem tattoos on the face and elsewhere in the body revealed. The totem tattoo tattoo on the arm was flushing through the elbow until it stopped close to the wrist. However, in Shao Xuan's body, the force did not stop, but continued forward, seemingly flushing out Shao Xuan's arm.

Boom!

A slight, hard to detect sound.

Shao Xuan's palm was surrounded by a blue flame.

At first, these blue flames rushing out of the palm of the hand spread a little and seemed to dissipate at any moment. Soon, however, they became solid, stable and attached to Shao Xuan's palm.

Shao Xuan looked at the flame coming out of his palm, which was different from when he used tribal engraving secrets to engrave Caesar. At this time, there was no totem in his hand, which was also different from the situation at the time, more hegemonic, powerful, less affinity.

Return your strength, the blue flame in your palm disappears, mobilize your strength, and the blue flame appears.

A few times back and forth, Shao Xuan used it more proficiently.

Is this the power of slavers to enslave slaves?

I just don't know if I can really enslave it.

Under thought, Shao Xuan thought, should we practice a small organism like Su Gu.

The sight swept around the house, and Shao Xuan found a black beetle drilling out of a hole in the corner. The beetle that climbed out of the hole was heading in the other direction and was blocked by Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan looked at the beetle that had not yet had a pinky finger and thought it was familiar, but he couldn't remember what kind of beetle it was for a while. This desert of the Beast City is a desert with relatively low temperatures all year round. I didn't expect these insects to be able to come out in cold weather, which is extremely rare elsewhere.

However, there are many unusual creatures here, and Shao Xuan no longer thinks about it, but turns to thinking about using it to try the newly learned method of slavery, not knowing whether it works or not.

Try it.

Shao Xuan mobilized the strength in his body and felt the touch wire made up of those blue flames stretch out again and through his arms.

A solid blue flame appeared in his hand. Shao Xuan looked at the beetle that could be crushed by a finger on the ground, reaching out and hitting it.

At the moment of contact with the beetle, Shao Xuan seemed to see a strip of touchwire with flame, stretching it towards the beetle, tightly bound like a bundle.

The beetles that were struggling, as they bundled the tentacles, struggled less until they stopped moving.

When everything stopped, the blue flame in Shao Xuan's hand had disappeared. Everything around him remained the same. Unlike, only the small black beetle, who had stayed at Shao Xuan's feet.

Success?

Shao Xuan looked at the beetle at his feet and made sure it wasn't dead, but just stayed put.

Bugs are not like people, not to mention these low-level bugs, they don't speak, they don't express, they don't communicate. So Shao Xuan doesn't know whether this first attempt at slavery succeeded or not. If it succeeds, how successful is it?

Su Gu's first servitude had already entered the pot. The beetle could not even reach the extent of the pot. Shao Xuan did not intend to crush it for the time being, and left it for observation.

The beetle probably realized there was nothing else going on, so he went back to the hole.

There are no slabs on the ground, they are sandy land, and it is common for bugs to punch holes. Shao Xuan didn't want to clog the wormhole.

Looking at the beetle walking towards the hole, Shao Xuan rose up to try to get some air. However, after taking two steps, Shao Xuan suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and looked at the beetle walking towards the hole. The muscles on his face twitched twice. He wanted to laugh and was helpless, and there was some embarrassment.

He remembered why he felt that the beetle's eyes were familiar. Although it looked a little different in front of him, it was still very similar to the one he remembered.

As for the name of the beetle, the natural cleaner, commonly known as Shit Shell.