Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Pit!

That's what he thought at the moment, and hated Souler.

If Souler had told the truth, he would certainly not have taken the order, and although he urgently needed merit to rank himself higher, he would not have joked about his life.

For Ganche, when he spoke of Souler, his bravery increased by a point.

Before that, Shao Xuan told him that if he wanted to know if there was really a rocky town in the desert, and if he really took their Dry Tribes people as puppets, just wait a few days.

Shao Xuan knew that Souler would certainly not stop, and if they really looked heavily on dry tribes like Ganche, they would surely find a way to regain him.

Shao Xuan doesn't know if the rest of the Dry Tribe are all the same as Ganche, but Ganche such a body, if it is controlled as a puppet, is indeed a great power, losing such an important thing, Souler will definitely find a way to get people to steal it back.

If you wait for a few days, it means that Souler doesn't take Ganche seriously, and Shao Xuan goes from Ganche to the desert. It turns out, however, that Souler does take it very seriously.

“Why did Souler ask you to come?” Ganche asked again. He wondered why Souler took him so seriously.

In order to survive, infiltrators don't want to talk too much bullshit either, giving out what they know about Souler and attracting hatred to the past. Fortunately, he asked a lot of questions when he took the order.

“Souler says that the stolen East and West Africa is very important, given by an important figure in the rocky mound. He has to give it to someone else after a while. He has lost something and must be retrieved on time, otherwise he will be punished...”

Because infiltrators speak loudly, even if the secret room is soundproofed, they can hear Shao Xuan and the conscription at the door, not to mention now that Shao Xuan has pulled the door out of a gap and heard it better outside.

According to the infiltrator, Shao Xuan thought of the Yi family. With the establishment of Desert Rock Town, there was already the “ominous” credit of Yijia, and some even suspected that Yijia's easy deed was to build the Rock Town in that position and avoid heaven and earth disasters.

It's been reported that the Desert Weird thing also has an easy pen, even Ise thinks so. And those in the Dry Tribes may have been easily found. Tribes give their graves not so easy to find, and none of them are ordinary people.

“Do they still have people like me?” Ganche asked. That's all he wants to know.

“Yes, yes!” The man who was grabbed by his head pressed his eyeballs on the ground and felt how smart he was to be able to hear the rush from this weirdo's words, suddenly he turned his mind, made a decision, continued, “Yes, just, I heard them say that everyone but you has been turned into a puppet... pain! Don't kill me. I've got a lot to say! ”

When I heard the previous sentence, Ganche had some joy, but I could hear the following sentence, and suddenly my anger surged, pressing the other person's head in his hand, and the force was almost out of control.

“You, say, really?” Ganche asked.

The infiltrator understood the keywords vaguely and nodded quickly: "Really! I'm telling the truth! I swear! Just because everyone else has been made into a puppet, only you are left alone, is to give someone else a cane. You also know that there is more than one puppet that can be controlled by the rock mound, and that if anyone can turn you into a puppet and cross that cane, they can improve their status, and the person next to Souler, if he can't succeed in turning you into a puppet within the prescribed time frame, will give you to the next person. ”

In other words, the people of the Dry Tribes, with the exception of Ganche, have all been turned into puppets, and the reason for leaving Ganche is to deliberately leave the question to the other masters, and whoever can solve it can be promoted.

Ganche is just a test product for the examination. Each person taking the examination has limited time to solve the question. If it is not possible to solve the question within the prescribed time limit, the next candidate can only be allowed to come. No wonder Souler and the people around him were so anxious not only didn't answer the questions, but also lost them. If other people knew about this, especially the people above them, how could they hang out in the desert?

How can you compete with Sook, the three younger masters, if you have always been ambitious to succeed Sook, the owner of Lower Leaf City?

I felt that Ganche's health was unstable and hidden the way he was when his emotions were agitated. Shao Xuan feared that he had pinched the infiltrator directly to death. He knocked on the stone door with his hands up and pulled the stone door up a little.

Ganche and the infiltrators looked to the stone gate.

Shao Xuan looked at the person caught and asked, "Your burglar number? ”

Theft number, the platoon number within the “theft”, was learned by Shao Xuan from the former “thief”.

“Thief 11.” The Horn Man finally showed up and the infiltrator hurried.

Shao Xuan shook his head: “You're not, I've seen you steal 11. ”

“You're supposed to see the old Thief 11, I'm the current Thief 11!” The man hurried.

“The ranking of your thieves has changed again?” Shao Xuan asks, "Did the former thief seven die? ”

Today's eleven thieves are shocked, Flaming Horn. This is old revenge with thieves! The thieves of the year have been scolded countless times in secret.

“No, if you're talking about that thief seven years ago, he's not dead, and he's still a thief seven. On one occasion, as a result of a failed mission, thief Six, who was working with him, reportedly blew a whistle and was rescued by others. Six thieves, seven losers! You may not know that we steal the rules, especially the top ten, and if a mission fails and a whistle is blown for help, their ranking will go backwards. Six Thieves Seven was demoted because of that failure, and the ranking went backwards by one, but because of the deaths in front of them, their overall ranking moved forward by one, lucky enough. ”

Still, the first ten not only died, in addition to the two dead thieves in front of the six thieves, but also the nine of thieves were also killed by the sea. At once, the two people who had been in the eleventh and twelfth rankings were squeezed directly into the top ten, and he, as the person who had been in the thirteenth ranking, is now the thief 11, only one can be squeezed into the top ten. He didn't dare cross the ocean directly to the other continent at this time. He didn't want to be killed like Bandit Nine, so he waited for the braids in front of him, as long as he kept his record.

Just this time, Souler found it, and Thief 11 moved. Not only because of the benefits promised by Souler, but the Flaming Horn tribe is thriving. If he could steal from Flaming Horn, his achievements would be even greater. Perhaps one of them accidentally squeezed the others ahead.

The Flaming Horn tribe is relatively strong, but after all, there are only so many people. After knowing the target location by the worm on his hand, he observed around the Flaming River Castle for a few days. There are not many guards inside, and there are also many people from the outside world. He likes the mixed places, so that he can hide them.

But thief 11 didn't expect that Horn set a trap waiting for him!

“Six thieves, seven? Whistle blowing?” Shao Xuan sounded the situation in the mountain forest when he was looking for the blue-faced fangs. At that time, the people who helped the seven were the six thieves, and they also whistled and were rescued.

Seeing that Thief 11 was still talking there, the words were clearly stepping on Thief Six, Thief Seven, and cursing Souler, Shao Xuan suddenly said: “Do you know why Thief Six and Thief Seven were demoted? ”

At the same time, his heart raised a bad premonition.

“When the Six Thieves and the Seven Thieves tried to steal the Flaming Horn, and I chased them, they had to blow the whistle. Otherwise, they would have been killed.” After that, Shao Xuan pulled the stone gate together again.

The thieves, more hated than Changle, will not only be proud of stealing things, but will do anything to do so. Those who entered other tribes with Shao Xuan in the mountain forest were killed by theft. Tonight, if Shao Xuan was not arranged in advance, the Flaming Horn people, such as those who were guarding near the secret passage, would also be killed.

And the burglar 11 locked inside, because of Shao Xuan's words.

He is not the top 10, there are not many resources at hand, the news is not easy to understand, of course, the movements of the top 10 people were not easily known, of course, why the original burglar 6 and burglar 7 were downgraded. If he knew that burglar 6 and burglar 7 were in the hands of the Horn Man, he would not have come here to kill him!

Souler, you're fucking with me!

Thief 11 thought that if he could get out alive this time, he would surely kill Souler and all those around him. Too bad Gantche didn't want to let him go.

Ganche has learned from Shao Xuancou that those puppets in the desert are completely dead and have no sense of autonomy, and that the rest of his tribe are all made puppets, that is, he is the only one who really counts as living today.

But in fact, to some extent, Ganche himself was unable to sustain the Dry Tribes, and he was no longer a normal person. If Shao Xuan hadn't brought him here, he would have known what happened to him. Whatever Shao Xuan's original purpose was, it was true that Shao Xuan brought him back to life. He also hates the Rain Tribes, but in contrast, he hates those in Desert Rock Town who have made his countrymen into puppets - enemies.

In the midst of sorrow and anger, this thief who wants to take himself back to the rock mound and hand it over to those enemies is even more abominable.

This time, Shao Xuan did not come in to interrupt. The burgeoning anger caused the forces in Ganche to start to agitate. In those reddish eyes, there was fierce light, as if blood was boiling, and it was about to break through the barrier in front of him.

A breath of grief and wrath penetrated and swept away.

A long wave burst, and the air in the chamber rolled over, as if a hurricane had started.

The eleven feelings of theft most strongly pressed in front of Ganche, his whole body was blown with even trembling flesh, even more appalling in his heart.

This is nothing like the sound that a normal person's throat and lungs can make, the sound of an airflow oscillating through his nostrils, stacked together with the roar in his mouth, like the roar of a night-time murderous beast in a mountain forest.

The whole chamber is vibrating, not just the chamber, but the entire flame riverbank.

There was a pause, followed by a second long whistle.

A more aggressive outburst erupted from Ganche, centred on Ganche, towards the perimeter.

This second sound is louder than the first, even the rising force, turned into a roaring oscillation, ground, ceiling, and other places of dust, pulled out by this sound oscillation, as the airflow of the air oscillation flies up and down.

The sound came out of the Flame River Castle, just because some narrow vents and the sounds echoed back in the Flame River Castle overlapped, the sound came out with an unknown quirk, and a chill rose behind the ears at night.

A lot of people wake up from their dreams.

Many travellers are wary, and the sound makes them sit up directly from the leather cushion and look out when they draw their weapons.

There's nothing out there, except people who go out in shock to see what's going on.

“What's going on? Into the beast? ”

“I didn't hear the Flaming Horn warnings. They all whistled the last time the Beast came. ”

“Maybe the Horn Man forgot to whistle? Or do they not want to whistle?” Conspiracy theorists have begun to think about diverging brain holes and thinking about possibilities.

Birds in the nearby woods scream and fly far away, regardless of their sense of confusion at night.

These add a touch of unease to the mind.

The roar sounded three times, more than once. Some speculated that the horns must have secretly kept a fierce beast inside to guard the Flaming River Castle. However, on weekdays, no one knew that this time something had just erupted, perhaps just in case those who wanted to dive into the Flaming River Castle.

The roar gave some people a break from going into the fort to find out, but it also made some people itchy, like Chang Ha people.

A short time ago, they left Flame River Castle for a tour, saw the terroir of different tribes, and watched some tribal spark fusion. However, in their view, those tribes were too poor, and they didn't have the mind to do it. Finally, they ran back to the Flame River trading area. After a few days of their return, they couldn't wait to leave again. I didn't expect this to happen.

“I'd love to see it.” There is no peace.

“Aren't you afraid to be caught by the Horn Man again?” There is no disagreement with the person on his side. He didn't want to go through it again.

Some of them were in favour of objecting and eventually ran to Iss for questioning. He has suffered before, and this time he would like to listen carefully to Yi Si's opinion.

Ise woke up at night with three strange roars over the river bank. Now he stopped there. He had just fallen asleep and was woken up by no peace. He was still beating his arrears. When he heard no peace, Ise Ha didn't care. "If you want to die, don't tell me you know me, don't drag me! ”

As soon as you listen to Iss, there's no peace, “What, you mean it's dangerous in there, there's no going back? ”

“With your strength, there must be no return.” Iss affirmed.

See or disbelieve, Iss pointed to the finger and shrunk at the corner of the wall to be vigilant, and the prick behind him was not retracted. "See? ”

“... scared like this? Inside the Flaming River Castle, is man a beast?” No peace or curiosity. Changle's natural curiosity cannot be changed.

“I don't care, all I know is that going in there is going to kill me. Go ahead and you go.” Iss doesn't want to talk to them anymore, let Qingyu drive people away, watch the direction of Yanhebu whisper, “the Yanhua people are getting confused, what is it? ”

After the night's riots subsided, Xuanluo called several important guards in the fort and reprimanded them severely. Only then did the guards know that someone had snuck into the Flaming River Castle.

I didn't tell a lot of people before, mainly to better layout, need to keep it a secret, and at the same time, there was an idea that he wanted to tap into and start self-inflating flaming horns of people.

Many Horn people today are more like outbursts of home than strong people who have truly lasted tens of thousands of years, even though the Horn ancestors were proud. The attitude is not right, but nowadays the attitude of the flaming horns can not be adjusted in just a few years. The alarm bell cannot be stopped and it is relaxed as soon as it stops.

In the underground secret room, all kinds of poison gas, dark equipment are everywhere, dying, thief 11 is also exhausted, unfortunately, he still has not been able to escape from Ganchang.

When Shao Xuan went in the next day, Ganche was standing there, still bleeding on his hands, his eyes had no focal length, and his body looked frozen. Shao Xuan is not surprised by this. This is not the first time he has done this. Looking at the bodies of 11 thieves on the ground again, it's quite complete.

Last night was not as intense as Shao Xuan expected. It was strange.

If anyone knew Shao Xuan's thoughts, they would certainly argue, yesterday the man roared like a fierce beast, the whole flame river castle vibrated, the scream came out flame river castle, the people in the trading area were woken up, isn't that intense?

But it's not really intense to really connect with what happened, which is why Shao Xuan didn't stop him last night. It's a bit strange to be passionate about emotional changes.

In the secret room, the person standing quietly, very calm on his face, as if the person who roared mad last night was not him, calm and frightening.

“It's weird,” Ganche said.

“What's so strange?” Shao Xuan asked.

“I, I don't feel, too sad, angry. ”

Gansu's expression was not very sharp. It was good to clarify a few important words, and Shao Xuan also understood them. Ganche, it is not normal to realize that his own emotions are less intense, that his feelings of grief and hatred are present, but not strong. The roar was fierce, but different from hysteria after intense emotions, and he calmed down too quickly.

Shao Xuan thought that Ganche was cold and cold. I didn't think so.

Shao Xuan did not answer. He knew that Ganchi was not stupid. After awakening, the wisdom of the wisdom had gradually become normal. In that year, the people chosen by the Dry Tribe witches in despair would certainly not be fools. In addition to their strength, their brains were part of the witch reference candidates. Most tribe witches were in such a state of mind, only the right ones were chosen, the most suitable.

He may have found his own answer to the current situation, so there is no need for Shao Xuando to say so.

“Have you been up all night?” Shao Xuan asked. This man stood with his eyes open all night, and sleeping should also be standing asleep? Are you a zombie?

“Sleep? No, I have, I don't need sleep anymore.” One word at a time, he said slowly, pausing again, “Enough sleep. ”

It's not that I've had enough sleep, it's that I really don't need to sleep like a normal person. Sleep is a cyclical adjustment of the body, but it is not necessary, his body, is no longer a normal human body, and this adjustment is not required. Just as he had to slow down when he had to steal Eleven, he had not breathed himself and was not feeling tired, because he was far from physically exhausted.

“What are you going to do now? To the desert?” Shao Xuan asked.

“No.” Gantche said, "Not yet. ”

From yesterday's theft of eleven words, Ganche knew that his own strength alone could not resist the desert dominated rock mausoleum, and could turn his people into puppets with great visibility.

If you are a normal Dry Tribe, you may rush to the desert, but you can calmly analyze the pros and cons and make the choices that are best suited to him today.

There's another reason. He had no idea of the world today, and over the years everything seemed to change, and he needed time to adapt.

No one remembers that there was a tribe called "Drought” back then, and if he hadn't woken up, I'm afraid even Totem would have disappeared.

“I want to stay here.” Ganche said.

“OK." Shao Xuan didn't say much about the conditions, so he should know what to do to stay here with today's IQ.

“Where do you want to live?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Right here. ”

Ganche looked at the secret room, his gaze stopped at the broken wooden box, pointing that way, and asked Shao Xuan, “What else? ”

“Yes, I'll make another one. ”

“Dry wood. ”

“Dry wood? Yes, we have sun-dried wood on this side of the boat and it's sturdy enough. ”

“I think, look out there.” Gantche still tries to express his meaning in his few words.

Shao Xuan looked at the dark device filled with Gan Cut, “Don't you have to pull it out first? ”

“No.” He wants to see it now.

“Well, I'll take you out. ”

Shao Xuan leads Ganchai out of the secret room and goes through the underground passage.

Although the people in the Flame River Castle had been told of such a strange man, it was shocking to see him at first sight, even if he was wearing a pale skin, but the sharp knife all over him and the flesh rolled up in some places, as well as the marks of the deep visible bones that were obviously cut everywhere, if the average person died long ago. But this man, not even a drop of blood, as if all the wounds and sharp instruments on his body did not exist, a frozen face followed Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan did not take him out, but took him to the Yanhe Building.

“And up there is the roof of the Flame River Building, but I think it's fine here.” Shao Xuan said.

Ganche stands here to see the entire trading area, as well as the distant mountains and woods.

Everything changed, and the houses, the people's clothes, were completely different from what he'd ever seen in his memory, like a new world.

Time seems to have passed a long time.

The sun hangs high and comes in through the window.

Ganche reached out and touched the place where the sun was shining and retrieved it later. Some of the heat, far above the temperature, is like being burned.

“Sure, I don't like it.” Gandhi muttered.

How can a tribe with the sun in its totem not like the sun?

It's just that everything's changed, my taste, it's just changed.