Chronicles of Primordial Wars

After that meeting, the leaders of both teams thought for days, either alone at home or around a few people, and there had never been a single problem that could get this group involved.

Back in the day, the leaders of the hunting team were just listening to the chiefs and the witches, not thinking extra. This time giving them an opportunity to express their views is yet another thing that is so difficult to choose from.

Shao Xuan's words had a huge impact on them that day. Whatever path they chose, they had to give up a lot of things. All they could do was measure it and choose the path that was most beneficial to the tribe.

Then, after five days of entanglement, it was finally decided to choose the path of integration into the spark.

The final decision was to announce that no matter where the person was, he was relieved.

For these people in the homeland, it was difficult to accept for a while, but it really decided and felt much easier. Hunting team leaders often look for Dokan, and they ask, "How does it feel to be integrated into a spark," and how does it differ from those who don't have a fusion spark?

“Feel that?” Being surrounded by so many people, he mumbled his mouth, "it didn't feel special, it just felt like there was a fire burning in his body during the hunt. ”

This, of course, is not about the feeling of flames burning, but about the fact that sparks provide more direct and abundant totems. But that's not all, more, Dokan can't say, he doesn't know how much difference it makes between being in a spark and not being in a spark.

“Your totems are bright.” The head of a local hunting team envied it.

“It's too bright and not good. Every time I go out hunting, I have to cover it with mud. I'm afraid to expose myself during hunting. Ha ha.” That's what I'm saying, but anyone can see the Dorkonasser look. That expression was like, "I'm shining, I'm proud."

If it were the first group of people, there would certainly be a lot of awareness, can give guidance to these people, unfortunately, from generation to generation, from elders to descendants, from birth to present, have become accustomed to the integration of the spark into the body life, for them, this is the most ordinary, can not say anything special, just as they cannot know what it feels like not to be integrated into the spark, so these people in the place, want to know the integration of the spark, can only really wait for the integration of the spark to experience it deeply.

At this time, many people in the homeland began to look forward to it. Others wonder, after the spark merges, will the color of the totem still change?

Integrating into the spark is a major matter of tribal prosperity and decay, surely you can not act hastily. Although the two witches often argue because of some conflict of ideas, on this issue, they both put aside their stereotypes and carefully studied the ancestral memories. These things, which others cannot see, can only be thought of by the two of them, and will depend on them. No, there's one more.

“Xuan, what do you think this means?” The old witch pointed to a sentence on a beast roll and asked Shao Xuan. If he can't touch the meaning of this phrase, but doesn't want to ask the old lady opposite him, ask Shao Xuan first. If Shao Xuan doesn't know, then ask the old lady.

On the notebook of the ancestors "incandescent”, the method of fusion of the sparks was written in detail, many of which were learned from the witches of the Thai River tribe, but later, generations of Horn Witches found some more skills and made some assumptions for better fusion.

But after all, it is an assumption, and no one is going to verify it. You can only remember these first, and then you can choose the situation.

Two days down, don't talk about the two witches, it's Shao Xuan. Why are they all full of brain sparks?

Old Ke saw Shao Xuan's face tired every day when he came back, not physically, but mentally tired. He wanted to make up for Shao Xuan. In the morning he asked Shao Xuan: “What do you want to eat? ”

Shao Xuan chewed a piece of barbecue and replied distracted: “Spark. ”

Old Ke was just standing there.

Shao Xuan temporarily broke out of that state after finally developing a plan.

“Seven days later, the tribe holds a sacrificial ceremony, a very important sacrificial ceremony, in which every Horn warrior, whether a patrol warrior or a wounded or sick child in bed, must be present. ”

The two witches have issued a joint command, and no one dares to look down.

Nowadays, all the hunting fighters have returned, no one has gone out in the last few days, the people of the distant trading team have not been out for a long time, except those who are blacklisted by the flaming horns, others, as long as they are flaming horn blood, regardless of the power of awakening totem, must be present during the sacrifice.

Tribes have grown in size and there have been many loopholes in previous management, and there may even be some disgruntled people hiding in them, so the fusion of sparks is not known to anyone other than some of the more important decision makers of the tribe, and those they absolutely trust, in case of change.

But you can also feel that something seems to be about to happen, and some say that the Flaming Horn tribe is preparing for war, and others speculate.

The leader, O'Hara, writes down those who love to spread rumours everywhere, and focuses later on the fact that O'Hara will not be merciful if they are genuinely dissident.

The sacrificial ceremony has been notified in place, and the witch also said that there is no need to wear sacrificial veterinary uniform on that day, but to dress neatly, to do the bathing, to do the cleaning, to do the warrior inspection by then, the unqualified offer to brush by force and come back.

This is a significant sacrifice, the first complete Flaming Horn tribe sacrifice in a thousand years.

As the day draws closer, the atmosphere within the tribe becomes more tense, and even if they are conscripted, they cannot calm down.

Dory asked his father privately, "What happens if the spark fusion fails? ”

As a result, Dokan didn't say a word. He beat Dori to death. In this mouth of wind, he had to stimulate Dokan. Can he not be beaten?

Seven days will soon pass. According to tribal tradition, sacrificial ceremonies begin in the evening, after the setting of the sun, and this time as well.

By theory, the moon in the sky was already bright at this time, but the sky always had thick clouds, especially from evening onwards, which became thicker and completely obscured the moonlight in the sky.

There is no moonlight in the mountains and the night is very dark.

Tribes lit fire everywhere.

The two witches were serious and stood in front of the fire pond.

The old lady had never experienced the summons of the primitive fire in the fire pond, and she did not say much at this time, as planned.

This time, more than 4,000 more people took part in the sacrifice, and O'Donnell gave them a plot of land. In order, the leaders leaned forward, the senior Totem warriors leaned forward, and then backward, the junior Totem warriors and the unawakened stood behind them, and of course, if they contributed greatly to the tribe, they would be in the front row, the same rules as before.

Shao Xuan is the nearest to the fire pond except for the two witches. On the six bone trims worn around the neck, the six beads were much more glossy after changing the dim appearance of the previous days.

With the witch spell, the flames in the fire pond swept up much faster than previous years of sacrifice, but these days we have seen all kinds of anomalies of the fire, and now we can watch calmly.

The high roll of flames will illuminate the surroundings, no music, no sacrificial dancers, no fire pond like in the past, only the sound of witches reading witch spells aloud. After the flames in the pond swept up, the diagonal totem pattern appeared.

When the totem lines appear, the totem lines on all the totem fighters are also displayed, one with dark lines and the other with brighter and more prominent totem lines.

The higher the flame in the pond, the more windless it is, even those who stand outside can hear the sound of the flame swinging cry.

Shao Xuan felt the totem flame in his mind. With the flame in the pond, the flame body clearly expanded a lot. Moreover, the “shell” enclosed outside the totem flame began to flash bright and dark at this time.

On the round sphere of bone decoration, a "puff” sounded, flames emerged, flames stretched forward, connected to the flames in the fire pond, this time, the flame giant did not appear, Shao Xuan had a feeling, the flames that made up the flame giant, all melted into the flame pond.

Blood all over the body is like it's about to boil, and it's stirring in the blood vessels. The power of totem in your body is like a flood of penetration, blinking all over your body.

Click, click, click, click.

A sound like the crisp sound of firewood burning, like the sound of rocks burning and exploding, rang from the fire pond.

Six fires, like burning magma, appear on the ground, stretching from the pond to the outside, becoming thicker and thicker, as if to tear the ground forcefully.

Unlike the previous sacrifices, this time, the fires on the ground, like the roots of a growing tree, extend outward, the closer to the pond, the thicker. Standing here is like standing on a rock stream.

Close to the fire pond, the distance between the six flames has become very close as the veins thicken.

Together with the flames in the pond, the fires shed unprecedented light.

Tap, tap--

Like there's something to break out of.

With this sound, six distant fires, starting at the pond, rush out of the ground, like a firedragon buried underground, to break out the earth, dancing up and down, every time ups and downs, there will be an underground fire pulse out.

At this point, all the stones in the fire pond became red.

Knock, knock!

Those rocks that were softened into fire ponds made a cracking sound, some flames coming out of the ground, red flames rushing out, followed by some blue flames, not much, but like flowers at the bottom of the flowers, held the flames above, filled with the flames of the entire pond, converging towards the middle and rising in the air. Six fires dancing in the air also converged towards the centre, shrinking into the flames above the pond.

The roots of the fire that have been buried deep beneath the old fire pond, get out of the fire pond!