Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The sky completely darkened, but there was silence all around.

The flames of sand and yellow began to fade until they disappeared altogether, as did the flames of the dry tribe.

Shao Xuan looked below and Ganche was still standing in his original position. Because he was a little further away from that side in order to avoid the flames of the sand and yellow, Shao Xuan could not see what was happening to Ganche now. He could only see the people standing there. The bones were brighter than before.

That is, the fire seed's power changed his body again, as if it had been carefully forged.

The four men who stood together because of the siege, now there is only one Ganchang, and the other three have disappeared. At the moment the power of the spark is completely withdrawn, those three people have truly “died”. After all, the bones have turned to ash, and the power of the spark has been withdrawn, and nothing can support their actions.

However, it is not yet known what the state of the guts is, whether it is sensible or not. Shao Xuan does not intend to go on for the time being. He does not know whether people like the fanaticism just now will also attack him at the next moment.

On the other hand, Souler and Lui are running far away. They appear to have been affected by the sand and yellow flame gas just now, and the pace is not stable or fast when they run.

On the ground, Ganche finally moved.

Foot stepped on the ground to make a murky sound, the three broken cloaks left behind by the puppeteers were blown away by the wind, gazed at the cloaks and turned away, turning to the direction where Souler and the murky fled.

And the twilight -- and the twilight --

Footsteps were getting faster and faster, Souler and Rumble listening to the rapidly approaching noise behind them, and thinking about the scene they had just seen, they didn't have the courage to fight.

Intense killings have approached, and they can even feel the sound of the swooping arm cutting wind.

He fell on his leg and fell slightly weak. A stone on the ground broke a tooth. He couldn't complain about his tooth being kowtowed. He reached out and grabbed a stone and threw it away without going back.

Boom!

A few sparks splashed out at night, and the stone, thrown by the rumble, had been broken into small pieces.

Listen to the movement behind him, liver and gallbladder tremor, obviously he used to look at the ancient corpse no different than the others, but why is this happening now? What exactly did the Horn Man do?!

Between his thoughts, he felt a spicy pain behind his back, like a thorn swept behind his back and his flesh was scraped away.

“Ah--”

A scream rang in the night, causing Souler running ahead to shake a chill, faster on his feet. Souler thought that if he could delay a little longer, he could flee directly.

However, after a scream, there was no sound, and those that numbed Souler's scalp were still approaching him quickly.

There was a bit of acid and numbness in his legs, probably because of the sand and yellow flame gas just now, and the people behind him, like fierce beasts, were closing in.

Before Souler thought that the distance between the two sides had widened and that he still had a chance to escape, now he knew he was still too naive.

In the air, Shao Xuan listened to the screams over there and the thumping of the ground, knowing that Souler and the thumping were unlikely to live until tomorrow.

Rather than hunting, it is the guts that are exasperating emotions.

Although the three puppets no longer had any original consciousness and became a killing machine, they were, after all, people from the Dry Tribes, and perhaps a long time ago, had a good relationship with Kenzi.

“Leave first, find somewhere to rest and watch tomorrow.” Without knowing how long this state of affairs will last, Shao Xuan asked to rest in a nearby mountain.

Flying all day, chirping tired, and chirping feeling very dangerous, never close to chirping, heard away, of course happy.

There are no living trees in the nearby mountains, and perhaps there are plants and animals that have failed to escape in time to preserve a trace of life in the flames of sand and yellow, but they take a long time to recover, at least for a short time.

The next day, it was still a big sunny day.

Shao Xuan went over there and looked. Gancheng did not leave, but sat on a stone, holding a position, not knowing what he was thinking. If it wasn't for his gray hair and his fingers, Shao Xuan would think he was the same as before.

The breath around Ganche has calmed down, and when he hears the close footsteps, Ganche turns around, Shao Xuan sees his eyes filled with blood, and Ganche cuts the two beastly fangs on his mouth.

Shao Xuan: “…” That's quite a change.

Seeing Shao Xuan's strange eyes, Gansu looked at the long claws on his hand. The newly amassed spark forces in his body moved, and the totem pattern gradually faded away. The long claws on his hands contracted into his fingers like contractions, and even the two fangs on his mouth disappeared. No one knows what kind of killing power is hidden in a body that doesn't look strong.

The structure of Ganche's body has changed. If compared to the skeleton of ordinary people, many strange structures have emerged, such as the heterogeneous vertebrae, each vertebra is stretched laterally, and there are also many more structures, such as the leg bone of the arm bone, but there is only a corporeal occlusion, which is not obvious on the surface.

Sparks can make a difference, or even directly change the original human structure, which Shao Xuan clearly discovered on the human body for the first time. Many tribal warriors change when they use the power of totem, but that's only temporary, and when it's all over, they'll still be what they are, similar to other people's skeletal structures, but unlike Gantt, even normal changes are big enough for him.

Moreover, Shao Xuan was puzzled that Ganche could directly suck the spark power inside those three puppets into his own use, which not everyone could do.

Seeing Ganche didn't mean to attack him, he seemed sober and free of hostility. As always, Shao Xuan asked: “What are you going to do? ”

“Cooperate, how? ”

This means that he will return with Shao Xuan to the site of the Horn Tribe and will not go to the desert for the time being.

Shao Xuanxiao looked at Ganche and nodded, “Let's talk about cooperation in detail. First, you should find a cloak to wear.” After yesterday's World War I, Shao Xuan did not always run around with such a man because he was close to * * * * on his body.

When Shao Xuan mentioned it, Ganche remembered that he was not wearing a cloak. No wonder he felt uncomfortable. The sun came out.

Ganche looked up at the sun in the sky, and the sun did not do him any real harm, but it made him feel weak and always uncomfortable, and this feeling grew stronger after absorbing the spark power in those three people. It's weird.

Not far away, the corpses of Rubi and Souler have been covered by a layer of dust, and even without their cover, they will not be able to see what they are, and I am afraid the people of Desert Rock Mountains will not be able to recognize them here. An angry and murderous attack last night left no moisture at all.

As Shao Xuan and Ganchai left, the sun gradually hung high.

Five figures appeared on a mountain, and they were tribal people living in the area.

“What exactly happened here last night?” The person who came over climbed to the top of the hill and said cautiously, his eyes swept cautiously towards the surrounding area.

Their tribes were not very close, but they also heard voices from the past and felt a fluctuation of trembling power. However, at that time, no one dared to come out. One was inconvenient in the night and accidentally lost his life. The other was that they felt that with their own strength, they had no confidence to escape in the event of an accident, and that sudden uprising was too frightening.

“Could it be a beast?” Some speculate.

“Impossible, there is no vicious beast here, unless brought here, and yesterday's riot power witch said it smelled like a spark and didn't know exactly what happened. ”

“Is there a tribe fusing sparks? ”

“We've been here many times. Where are the tribes yet to be known? But the truth is, there are no tribes there! ”

Five people climbed to the top of the mountain, and their tribe was further away from here, and they would go over the mountain every time, because there would be some edible fruit on the mountain, and they would collect it back as they went over the mountain.

Tightened the bamboo basket behind him tightly, several people gasped, wiping sweat on their foreheads, looking forward, over there, was the source of the power riot yesterday evening.

However, when they saw the situation over there, a shocking sweat wiping motion was frozen and their eyes hung out, the chin elder, unresponsive for half a day.

I rubbed my eyes and looked past, yes, still like that!

“This… this… what exactly happened here?! ”

Five people at the top of the mountain, their eyes shocked and stunned.

In front of them, everywhere they looked, all the grass and trees withered, this season should have been a cluster of flowers, all dry, no bright colors at all, all the green trees, all the flowers and grasses, all turned to dead yellow!

As if overnight, this place was taken alive and turned into a dead place!

When they get back to God, they climb far away from here, spreading their legs to the tribe, and they want to tell the people in the tribe about this news, so that they don't come here again! Perhaps the people who come here will suddenly become like the grass there?

Soon afterwards, there were all sorts of stories circulating around the area, some about the appearance of kings and beasts, some about the intentional creation of all this by a tribe, and the association with the people on the other side of the ocean, in short, the people said, after all, no one saw the truth of all this change for themselves.