Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Above the great river, the distant bloody mist, as the river quickly slipped, became thin and eventually disappeared.

Finally, the people of the Kui tribe did not know how the river was, and after seeing what had happened on the river, the entire tribe moved further away from the banks of the river.

Though no longer close to the great river, the tribesmen can speculate from the movement of some of the nearby streams. Before they moved backwards, the water in the river had begun to land early, and some of the streams connected to the river had changed similarly to what had happened since the end of the rainy season in previous years, although, this time, all changes had been made earlier. And the water in those streams, the water level, is unprecedentedly low.

Rain continues for longer than in previous years. Nearby rivers and water levels have not risen. The crocodiles of the clan are all like frightened. They always hide in their nests and do not leave. At best, they go into the stream to fish or hunt for other prey, and some grumpy crocodiles will fight.

The crocodiles were agitated, worried, and the people of the tribe, not just them, were spreading a sense of panic on this continent, elsewhere, within the tribes.

Especially the witches of those big tribes, who always felt terribly panicked, seemed to have a long-submerged beast to open its fangs. It's just that there's nothing in their minds about where, what, and to what extent this giant beast is a threat.

Vicious Beast Mountain Forest, inside the Flaming Horn Tribe.

Old Grad grinding stone in the room has no rhythm, which is not the way Old Grad used to be, but at this time, Old Grad Grad is already distracted, his gaze is not on the grinding stone, he stares somewhere, but he has no focal length.

Shao Xuan looked at the sky and still had no rest of the rain. He was silent. Suddenly, the sky is like a sudden change of style, a dark image replaces the sky's constant falling rain, the sky is like stained with a bunch of ink, and the ink is spreading rapidly. Blinking electric light breaks through the darkness and is distributed everywhere.

Huge pressure and panic, sudden invasion, let Shao Xuan take a breath, hair should be rooted.

However, when Shao Xuan is a spiritual spirit, looking at it again, the sky is still like just now, clouds are everywhere, rainwater hurriedly falls, where do you get any electric light and ink?

“No, no! ”

Shao Xuan circled around the house.

This feeling is so familiar that not every time he takes inspiration from his dreams, he "sees” situations that no one else can see, long ago, it just doesn't happen very often.

Shao Xuan suddenly moved so impatiently that Old Ke returned to his senses. After stopping the movement, Old Ke walked to the stone room door with a crutch. The probe looked at Shao Xuan and asked: “What's wrong? ”

Shao Xuan's violently beating heart has not eased yet. Hearing Old Ke asking, he did not explain much, but said: "I will go to the witch for a moment!” Take two steps and turn back to Old Clark, "you can always make a hat, a hard one, and the one with the wider eaves. ”

Shao Xuan rushed into the rain, leaving old man standing there in doubt. He didn't understand what Shao Xuan was doing with that kind of thing. The type of hat Shao Xuan said was made by Shao Xuan to take care of the cultivated land during cultivation last year, in order to shield the sun. Later, everyone wove such a straw hat with vine grass, and remembered that style. Old Ke is no stranger to nature. However, Shao Xuan just said, it has to be hard, to be hard, you can no longer use ordinary vine grass.

Although I don't understand why Shao Xuan said this, Old Ke still figured out what materials to do according to Shao Xuan.

Over there, Shao Xuan rushed to the witch. When he went, the two witches were discussing something. He saw that Shao Xuan was in such a hurry, and he didn't want to continue talking. “What happened? ”

Shao Xuan wouldn't be in such a hurry if it was just a normal thing.

Shao Xuan nodded and told the two witches what he had just seen.

Rumor has it, the two witches are also shocked, and their eyes are more worried, "What do you think is the sign? ”

The two witches did not know what the situation was, but Shao Xuan had a guess, took a deep breath again, tried to keep the tone as calm as possible, and made the statement clearer, “I think the volcano in the mountain forest may be about to erupt! ”

“What?!” The two elderly witches rose from the fur cushion with horror.

The last time Shao Xuan went out with the hunting team, after seeing the volcano, he came back and said to the witch. However, there were no signs at that time, and no one could be sure what would happen, but now, Shao Xuan feels that what he says is more than 60% likely.

The two witches did not know exactly what the effect of the eruption would be, but they had learned something similar from the notes of their ancestors.

“Sure, coming?” There was trembling in the old voice of the witch. His eyes were closed, his loose eyelids trembled, and then he opened them violently, calling in the two fighters who were guarding him outside. The tone was absolute, emphasizing almost word for word, “Notify the man above your head of his arrival immediately! ”

Perhaps some elderly veterans are reluctant to leave, but at this time, the tough side of the witch shows up again.

In order for this operation to take place, the leaders must be informed that, as long as they can take the lead, the fighters under their command will certainly have no other ideas.

In the past few years, some people inside have really had a lot of guts, and people have changed their minds, and not all of them have turned to one place. Normally, a witch can still be regarded as not knowing, but at a time like this, he does not allow anyone to object!

Both witches thought the same thing. It's not that they're authoritarian, it's that they're afraid.

Shao Xuan said that the disaster in heaven and earth was not really the most important to them. What they were most worried about was whether the tribal division would happen again? If ideas are different and divergent, will they encounter what happened to their ancestors a thousand years ago? After all, this time, the situation may be similar to the disaster of the millennium ago.

Shortly thereafter, three big men and twenty small men, after being notified, dared not to delay at all and ran in the rain.

The witch simply repeats Shao Xuan's words and says: “I mean, my tribe, should be ready to leave! ”

Though there was already psychological preparedness, people still refused to listen to this decision.

“So... when do we leave?” O. 's voice was harsh, he was a little dull, he was visibly tired, his eyes were dark and blue, and he had not slept well in the past few days.

On this issue, the two witches looked at each other and at Shao Xuan at the same time.

Shao Xuanton paused. "When the rain stops, let's get ready for the next few days. If there's nothing else, you can start over, but if you lose your life, you lose nothing. ”

The rain lasted for a few more days until one day, when the sun suddenly cleared and the sun was shining.

It's just that Horn Tribes are not as bright as the sun, and they're ready to leave this place where they've been willing to spend more than three years.