Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The oil slick in the stone pot floats with the bubbles that continue to gush, giving off a tempting fragrance of broth, but no longer attracts the attention of the crowd.

The phrase "it's time to serve meat” was not deliberately suppressed. Who here is not some strength? With their ears, they can naturally hear what O. has just said.

Just have the meat. He also complained that Horn of Fire was petty, gave the soup to the person who did not give the meat, sat down immediately, the friction fist rubbed the palm waiting. Abilene is trying to keep other people apart from her daughter-in-law away. Anyway, Horn of Fire is so big, why are you sitting so close?

The space is big enough for them to eat meat in various positions. Stand up while you sit and eat, maybe you can keep going!

As OH and Tower came out, a stronger fragrance of flesh entered the field.

The Flaming Horn warriors walked into the field with large stone plates, each with a whole boiled beast, which, even on the ground, was taller than a man, now cooked, and still looked like a large group when placed on a shelf.

For tribes that have long been used to cooking, there is nothing about raw meat that makes them like the smell of meat, only the smell of blood, and a slight saltiness. People who come into contact with the golden ware will notice more of the smell, which is the smell of metal. Don't ask them how they know. Who wouldn't be overly curious when they first had the golden ware?

They have a keen sense of smell, almost all on the cooked meat at this time, and these come with them, when they're really annoying. It's the meat of the beast, the meat of the beast that you can eat for nothing!

However, when these large stone plates containing the meat of the fierce beasts were brought in, they were not taken directly to the seats of the tribes, but followed by O.

At this point, the spear was held against a stone tray nearly two metres in diameter, with a blue spear head in the clean stone tray. Tonight he was just a runner, even his father was a matchmaker, and the main character in the show was his grandfather, the former chief, now the elder O.

O. Moved slightly with the spear and set the spear head on a fire pile at the corner seat.

Tribes believe that fire can disperse disease and evil. This is an ancient period, when the ancestors, after mastering the art of fire, passed down ideas from generation to generation.

Often, unless you pick up the food with your bare hands and cut the knife of the food, they also bake it on fire.

After burning, O. gently caresses the handle, then turns the spear into a circle, and the spearhead stops upward.

O. Grab the spear and walk to the left of the Flaming Horn seat to come to the front of the longboat tribe, which is the nearest this way.

The ranking of these large tribes was actually drawn by their leaders themselves immediately. The leaders of the Longboat tribes were lucky enough to log and the seats drawn were in the front row.

At that time, the Longboat tribesmen were quite proud to look at the other tribes behind the seats: “Why don't you come first and be crowded behind the Longboat tribes we came back to? ”

Therefore, the Longboat tribe was the first target at this time.

When O. stood in front of the seat of the Longboat tribe, the leader sitting in front of the Longboat tribe logged past, a former leader of Flaming Horn, a current leader of the Longboat, and there was something so unpleasant between the two tribes. The two were just one eye, and in an instant, they completed the confrontation of momentum, as if they were invisible electric light, and those close to them seemed to hear the deterrent clatter coming from the air.

Lumberjacks do not behave like the people of the still brutal Flaming Horn tribe, so, on the face of it, they still have a slight smile and are reluctant to compare themselves to those of the brutal Flaming Horn.

And O. didn't say anything. With one hand, the back tower came with the others carrying plates.

Ooh, the wrist of the spear shook and stabbed the spear out of his hand.

Killing, the instant rush out, like a cold frost stream, spreads around, not aiming at anyone in the seat, but perceptive warriors can clearly perceive, especially the nearest logging to O.

Scare me?!

Huh!

Apart from the stunning moments just now, the raft quickly calmed down and did not panic, like a mountain, sitting steadily there, everything seemed to be a floating cloud.

Since Flaming Horn is hosting this feast, it is certainly not here to kill together, so Lumberjack believes that O. 's intention is only to scare them, and wants to see them panicking ugliness in front of the public!

What a fraud!

In fact, logging really wronged O. O. Wanted to show his momentum, but he wasn't targeting the Longboat tribe, and the killings that just came out were just habits. He's always excited when it comes to this.

The tower knew that his father had invested, only controlling the stone tray on the top of his head, rotating it from time to time, adjusting the angle of inclination to fit seamlessly.

As a former chief, Oona's momentum is undoubtedly quite strong.

The spear is like the claw of a predatory beast, sharpened with a sharp spear head, with the sound of a tsunami, seemingly destroying everything, straightening towards the cooked beast on the rock plate!

Pfft!

A slight noise, too mild, does not sound like a sound stuck directly into a solid flesh of animals. And as the sound rang, O.F. stepped forward and swept the handle of the spear towards the side!

A large flesh-white chunk of grinding disc flew out of the stone disc, filled with oily chunks of flesh, drawing a golden light in the sun, and finally landing on the long awaited empty stone disc on the other side.

Pfft, pfft!

The uninterrupted spear reappeared, and it grew faster and faster, and O. 's figure became illusory. He stood there the moment before, and the next moment he could only see what remained of it.

And with the spear pierced again and again, one piece of animal meat of different sizes and shapes fell from the original platter to another, stacked in a regular fashion.

Those who saw the scene took a deep breath and doubted that they had hallucinations, feeling that the hunter holding the spear was not cutting meat, but killing with the beast.

It's just a piece of meat. Where did it get so heavy? Fortunately, all the killing was directed at the cooked beast on the plate.

Fortunately, the Horn of Fire only uses cooked beasts instead of slaughtering them on the spot. While some people also like to watch them slaughter on the spot, not every tribe likes this way.

In fact, at first, when the Horn of Fire was discussing the Feast of Fire River, they also wanted to kill it on the spot, but later denied it, why did they reveal their own killing moves? Just show off your skills, you still have to keep your own boss.

Yes, Flaming Horns only use these as a means of showing off their hunting skills. They were foolish enough to show off all their skills in hunting the beast, and there were many able outsiders. If they learned, the Flaming Horn couldn't cry. That's the skill they acquired after generations of flaming horns experience, countless live hunting, why show it to others?

Tribes are always sensitive to technology protection.

A pair of living beasts, they can't bear to kill with real skill, but it's different for cooked meat, they can only show off their moves, they won't reveal real kills. These are just games they've played, and now they're just playing again.

In front of the Longboat tribal seats, Odao's skills grew smoother and faster again, and the momentum around him was stronger.

Can a tribe farther away feel that killing, let alone the nearest longboat tribe?

The longboat tribesmen sitting in the seats constantly fluctuate, even if O. 's killings are not directed at them, there will still be killer escapes in the momentum gushing around them, which makes them feel cold on the back, and a goose bump appeared all over their skin.

Some people want to distract themselves from O'Hara's movements, but when they look at another stone tray, they find that the meat that is cut is basically a whole piece, a whole muscle!

Wide, intact muscles are chopped off by large chunks, as are the narrow, tight muscles, even the most elusive rounded tendon sections, which are almost cut on the bone so as to ensure the integrity of the entire muscle.

Anyone who sees this scene is even more susceptible.

Sure enough, the flaming horns are showing off. They're not showing direct meat cutting, they're picking meat!

Easy to cut meat, but hard to pick meat.

If you don't know the beast, how can you pick meat completely?

Just when the attention of many was drawn to the meat blocks that had been completely chopped off, the nearest longboat tribal chief flashed doubt in his logging brain.

The spearhead on that spear, it's weird!

……

The picked meat chunks fell on the rock tray, and the crackling sounds of rain finally stopped.

At this time, there was only one clean skeleton left on the slab of the entire animal meat, while on the other slab, an almost complete piece of muscle that had been chopped off, stacked on it.

The tower, along with the others on the top plate, placed the tablet next to the seat of the Longboat tribe, and the open space was deliberately set aside to release the tablet.

Finally...

The voice of collective comfort can be heard on the field.

Nima, just picking on the flesh of the beast, is it so exciting?! I'm getting goosebumps!

Don't think you're serious about a face, I can't see your pride!

The flaming horns are actually showing off, aren't they? Right?! Show off how often you eat the beast to the point of familiarizing yourself with every piece of meat on the beast? Or show off your spear tricks?

Well, while they're complaining, they're pretty shocked. Especially when the meat was picky, some people were holding their breath like they were witnessing a hunt. How can you be so proficient when picking meat if you don't eat meat often?

Frequently eating meat... I envy it! Perhaps that's the right way to eat meat?

Ooh looked at the changing colour of the Longboat tribesman and shook his hand behind his back, "Next! ”

O. was still very satisfied with his first show of the feast on such a scale. He kept moving on his serious face and couldn't help but lift his mouth.

The show of skill at the Feast of the Flaming River was offered by O.

Aren't we supposed to serve meat at the feast? Meat, I give, a little cheap, exaggerated banquet level feast, cheap is to lose the face of the tribe, you must be generous! It's just that the way he gave it was a little rough.

And why does O. have this technology... who doesn't have a two-pronged past?

When O. was a child, this flaming horn tribe was still trapped on the side of the river, isolated from the world, and the tribe had very little entertainment, either practicing basic hunting techniques, learning to polish stone tools, or bullshit with a bunch of kids.

None of them are interested. His favorite and most anticipated activity every day is to divide the large piece of animal meat after cooking his own broth into small pieces. If the prey he brings back is small enough to throw it all into the pan, he breaks it down.

This kind of activity became more frequent after the power of O.A.T., because after waking up, it became more energetic, the splitting of meat was easier, and after feeling tired, O.A.T. began to spontaneously increase the difficulty, from the first splitting of meat filaments, to the later meat blocks, to the complete whole muscle, so the technology was practiced in boredom for fun.

Most of the beasts that often move in the mountain forests do not have much fat oil, especially the fast ones, muscles are tight, after boiling, they can tear off pieces of meat. O. loves to rip those pieces of meat apart completely, and the tools he needs are just ordinary spears.

This is O. 's own fun, and he likes to show his skills in front of people, the whole flaming horn tribe, maybe with the same hobbies, but no one can beat him. So whenever a lot of people get together, O. shows his skills. And the Flaming River Festival, undoubtedly, is another platform for his cool moves.

He likes to see those people scream for an immediate pause, but they get in the way of their face and hold their face. Huh. Twenty-three more. That's great!

Some of the small tribes at the end of the seats saw Oo's movements and suddenly began to creep up again. What would it feel like to come over and pick meat in front of them? Are you scared?

Think about it, your appetite has decreased a lot.

They knew the meat in the horns wasn't so good!

However, the leaders of several large tribes, as opposed to the small and medium-sized tribes that focused on O. 's meatpicking skills, did not agree with the spear that focused their attention on O.

Blue spear head?

Golden ware?

Why are there gold vessels of this color?

They also took from the slave owners who fled the desert a number of gold vessels, dark gold, pale gold, white, reddish, but not entirely green!

Isn't “gold" the most common color in their hands?

Because the golden appliance has always been taken care of as a baby, and no rust condition has appeared, so I have hardly seen any clutter on the golden appliance. At this time, when I saw the blue spear head on the spear on the hand, people couldn't help but think about it.

Especially close to O., he felt the deepest longboat tribal chief logging, even though O. had left with the tower, but his ears echoed at that moment. When O. waved the spear, the spear broke through the air with that slight tremor. Amazing strings!

It's the sound of a gold vessel, but it's different from the gold vessel on their hands.

The Horn of Fire is showing here, just their ability to hunt the beast?