Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Within the tribe, the giant beast has tied many rope nets, but these rope nets alone still cannot completely stop the giant beast's footsteps. It is impossible to capture them with these rope nets!

In order to put on more rope nets, the tribe responsible for the nets paid a considerable price, dozens of people were killed and injured, and others are now just holding on, putting as many rope nets on as possible, and the number of deaths and injuries will increase.

Facing such a level of beast, if only seriously injured, is already the best result.

The witch looked at the nearer and nearer giant beast, and it was inevitable that a few worries appeared in her calm eyes.

Not enough!

It's not enough!

To achieve the results he had hoped for, the net is not fully installed! Even when prepared, the Witch underestimated the beast's abilities.

The person in charge of the grid has tried his best, and he can no longer blame anything. After all, they are inexperienced enough to deal with such a level of vicious beast. They are not too busy, but they are not efficient enough, and many opportunities have been missed.

The witch stared dead at the giant beast coming this way and probed him.

Is that okay?

No, there is another gap, which must be filled or it will not achieve the desired results.

Fill the gap!

Two tribal fighters seized the opportunity to attack, each carrying a grass rope.

However, although they were fast, the giant beasts reacted more quickly than they did. The rooftop giant beasts swept by with a whistling sound. The two tried to escape, but found that the retreat had been sealed by the other beast's palm, avoiding one beast or the other.

Unresistible, without a chance of evacuation, they were swept away by a palm, like two fallen meteors, shot into the distant woods and crossed a bloody trajectory in the air.

It's too late!

The person in charge of the grid is also approaching the limit.

The Witch looks at the nearer giant beast and can only advance the last step.

Yes, they do not have stronger and sharper weapons to attack, nor do they have the strength of a fierce beast like the Flaming Horn, nor can their nets tie the beast that is already in madness, but they have a last resort, which is the base card for their clan response to critical events.

“Burn!”

Whoo--

The rope netting over the giant beast burst into flames.

The head, neck, torso and limbs of the giant beast are flaming everywhere, where the rope is attached.

The flame appears to have come from within the rope net, but the rope net that bears the flame is not as worn off as the burning wood, and the rope net remains as it is, but the color just gets a little redder.

Leading, banishing, trapping, capturing and burning is a rough step in hunting for the clans, but many times they will not use the last step at all, especially when the great river appeared a thousand years ago, separating the places where the beasts live from them, and the last step will be even less. Even if there was a beast, it would not be the last step that needed to be taken. The ancestors of the tribe did not use the last step when hunting the beast a thousand years ago.

Unfortunately, a thousand years later, the beast had grown to such a level that they had to resort to the last step, and most of the tribal warriors had never experienced the last step that they had to resort to, the first battle in which they had personally participated.

The atmosphere belonging to the primitive spark is filled with time, especially the giant beast with a lot of rope netting, and the surrounding area has the strongest smell of the primitive spark except the fire pond.

Primitive sparks have a sheltering effect on the tribes, while the beasts are naturally formed deterrents.

Almost at the moment of the flames, the noises of the distant beasts stopped, and the only thing left to carry was a giant beast that was already close to the fire pond.

The superior stone grinding stone on the giant beast is also unable to easily break the skin armor, gradually becoming coarse and black in the flames.

This is the power of the primitive fire seed!

The burning pain gives the giant beast a painful pause and then a painful roar.

Air shocks lift the roof of the house out.

Effective?

Success?

The bones and others were delighted and pressed against their hearts as if they were much lighter.

However, the situation has not yet changed until they are relieved.

The giant beast filled with brazen eyes filled with a fierce light, another long whistle, full of squamous armor bulge, from its body gushing air waves, like from the unseen squamous space of the naked eye, such a change only in the moment, sharp as the sound of whistle sounded and stopped.

Holding the bones of the rope net and others, it feels that the vine net in the palm of the hand suddenly sends a strong backlash.

Danger!

This idea just flashed through the minds of the people, and the next moment, the sound of a broken arm had sounded, blood sprayed from the hands holding the rope net, the tiger's mouth cracked, and even Sensen's white bone could be seen.

Boom!

The sound of the rope breaking shouted, the first part of the rope breaking was the gap that the witch had previously felt had not been able to fully fill.

It's like starting a series of reactions, spreading from the rope grid gap to other places.

Boom! Boom!

Successive breaking sounds, broken rope mesh causing the air to explode, like firecrackers that ignited the lead, shocking people's hearts and minds unable to congeal.

The shaken rope net, dislodged from the giant beast, flew around, and even many of the tribes were struck by the shaken rope net.

“How... how is that possible! ”

The bones couldn't believe the scene in front of them, and this vicious beast actually broke free!

The “burning” that has always been hailed as a tribal must-kill technique, after the implementation, was actually freed by the target, it is conceivable to know the shock in the hearts and minds of Jiao Bone and others.

The giant beast swept its eyes around like a cold sword blade and ended up in the shadow in front of the fire pond.

Boom!

Beast palms smashed to the ground, causing large chunks of ground to crack open, raised rock to explode, and debris to splash.

Another long, deafening whistle, the foot of the giant beast crushed over the ground, with the beast in the way of killing the beast, and the god in the way of killing the divine landfall, ready to rush that way.

Whoa!

The voices of the sky burst into the air, and the whole beast head was suddenly hit by powerful impulses to the side, and the momentum just accumulated by the giant beast was suddenly interrupted.

A long blue spear, stuck on the head of a giant beast, precisely on the face of a giant beast, below the eyelid, a place with an upward mouth, almost to the eye.

The blue spear handle has adult arms that are thick and made of trees, but the spear head is a strange blue color, under the intense sun, with an unknown cold glow of stoneware.

Pfft...

Dark red blood erupts, then more blood flows down the spear handle of the spear.

The Beast Skin, which the Tribes had previously failed to break with stone, was accomplished by this spear.

The giant beast attracted the attention of this suddenly stuck spear, and perhaps even it could not have predicted that it would be stabbed at once by a human weapon.