Chronicles of Primordial Wars

After unlocking the fifth lock, the sapphire went deep into the sand and fell asleep. Shao Xuan also doesn't know when it will be able to complete the transition. If it goes smoothly, it can become stronger and all the injuries on its body will be healed. Every time it hibernates after unlocking before, it will change like this. But if it doesn't go well, not only can the injury not recover, it can also have some negative effects. The Flaming Horn tribe was not close to the desert. Even if something went wrong, Shao Xuan did not arrive in time. It was all on its own.

They did not encounter many Rock Rippers along the way, some or just a small group, probably patrolling teams, and did not attack proactively after seeing the flaming horn team.

Those teams are just normal slaves, not the weirdos, who are now rarely seen in the desert far from the rocky grounds, possibly the cause of the fighting by the sea, and all of them are transferred over there.

So after Souler, Shao Xuan did not encounter too much trouble. He rushed at night to find a place to rest when it was hot during the day. They carry gold armor removed from Souler's slaves, the sapphire was used as a porter before it was unlocked, and then the flaming horns carried it themselves. The weight of the gold armor was nothing to them, and they were even able to hunt the beast behind those armor.

While armor does work, it's very restrictive to wear and you can't get used to it, so the way the flaming horns treat these armor is to take them directly back to melt and recast them, and maybe hit a few good weapons out.

“Finally getting out of this shithole!” The tower looked forward and said.

The chirping has gone one step ahead, flying out of the desert to find the flamingos waiting outside the desert, and they will come and pick them up.

The wind sand rises again and the field of vision is blurred, but other flamingos are still perceived as approaching.

“Boss! Elder!” Someone came running over.

“How's it going? Hey, did you rob him?” The people who came here followed the armor, which at first glance was used by those who belonged to the slavers in the desert.

“We had a bit of trouble along the way, and then we picked it up and took it back.” The tower simply said.

Looking at several strangers on the team, he asked, "Are these the guys from the Konga family? ”

“Yeah, that's them.” Out of the desert, the mood of the tower also relaxed. To introduce the six people, to make it easier for them to understand, the tower used some language across the sea, although not very smooth, but at least to make them understand.

The recipient looked at the coffin-like thing Shao Xuan was carrying again, trying to help Shao Xuan carry it, and Shao Xuan refused.

Shao Xuan is not sure if this thing is harmful, or if it is better for him to carry it. At least if the people in this coffin are really controlled, the fluctuation of power can be detected by him first, it is not necessary to change someone else.

The respondent didn't ask much, then people thought to get away from this place as soon as possible, this mission is complete, they have to hurry back, this place is really not adapted. They're just waiting outside the desert for people to feel bad, let alone get into the desert.

“Go, go, go, go!” The towers also did not want to stay in the place for a moment, even though they were already very tired because of their rush to the desert.

Gradually there are weeds on the sand, the surrounding area is no longer a yellow sand, green makes the surrounding area feel more alive, let alone flaming horn people, artificial nail toughness they also feel like a rebirth, the desert is a nightmare, they are almost in a nightmare can not come out, good, everything is over.

To come to a new place, for the six tough men, everything is novel and the air is full of strange smells.

Tribes live in very different areas than they do on the other side, on the sea side, because there are so many active people, so close to the town, there are often some walking trails, and this side, it seems sparse, there are so many woods, some of the soil is barren, you can't even see one person, you can only see a group of wild birds flying.

There are not so many merchant teams here, but occasionally we meet some small distant teams. Many people still have stones and horns in their hands, and they are not so sophisticated in their clothing. Gems and other things are not visible at all, the values are different, and the accessories are naturally different.

When the Flaming Horn people were met, the team looked nervous, and some people saw the golden apparatus carried by the Flaming Horn people, and they wanted to rob, and the robbery could not be cut back.

Later, in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, the Flaming Horn crowd woven them into baskets with some vines and leaves, and put those golden armor inside, covering them up and carrying them back. Though they are not afraid of hijackers, they do not want to waste their time on these things.

As the team continued to move forward, and their hearts and minds were solid, it seemed that the tribesmen here were still similar to what they had imagined, especially the small tribesmen living in remote areas, wearing clothes made of vegetable fiber, their hair fluttering, probably stained by the search for food in the woods, and their eyes watched the flaming horn team passing there with vigilance. Had it not been for the Horn Man to tell the Artificial Armor Toughness that these were just some small tribe people, he would have thought those people were slaves.

“Don't underestimate the people of those little tribes who can live to this day, always for a reason.” Shao Xuan warned the six tough men that the people of the small tribes may be materially backward, but in terms of their viability, they may not necessarily lose. If the people of those small tribes were to be thrown into the desert with them, the people of those small tribes would certainly outlive them.

In fact, the Flaming Horn Tribes weren't much better than these little tribes before, when exactly did the tribes begin to change?

The tower thought about it, as if Shao Xuan had taken them across the river and the tribal changes were out of order.

After seeing the scene on the road, they can't help wondering what the Flaming Horn Tribe looks like. Is it true what the Horn Man painted in the desert?

The surrounding forests are becoming denser and more people come and go, and the clothing and tools are more sophisticated. When a paved path emerged in the woods, the six men were told that the Yanhe trading area was approaching.

The nails are resilient, and there are roads like this near the city when you're on the ocean.

Traveling teams to and from the Flaming Horn, after meeting the Flaming Horn, take the initiative to sidestep and give way to the Flaming Horn. In fact, the road is quite wide, the two teams can be parallel, but after all, this place has entered the influence of the Flaming Horn tribe, the strong respects, and their initiative to evade shows a weak attitude.

Stepping onto a stone path, the six tough men looked at the stone floor under their feet and were shocked.

There are no traces of stone splicing, the stone path at the foot is one, there are also some petrified flower and grass trees near the stone road, even the fine spines on the leaves are clear.

“This… this is the stone road you said, Wang Beast made?!” Jingzhu asked.

“Yeah, that's it. Besides the Beast, who else could make something like this?” Tower replied.

Having received a positive response, the nail toughness was incredible.

How dare the Flaming Horn tribe live here?

If people had been evacuated from the sea when they heard there were monsters, how could the Flaming Horn still have the guts to live here?

“What is that... what is that?!” The manicure next to the manicure and nail tenacity looked up not far away, through the branches, and he saw the tall and raised building over there, with a flag-like object at the top, painted by Totem of the Flaming Horn Man.

“That's the Flame River Building, the highest place in the Flame River trading area, and that's our trading area.” The Flaming Horn people are proud when they say this.

“Like a city?!” Gongzi looked at the building over there, shocked.

As we approached that side, the trading area finally appeared in front of everyone.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Flaming Horn Tribe. ”