Chronicles of Primordial Wars

In the mountains, in the woods that are not dense, comes the roar of beasts and the cry of mankind.

As the wind spread in the air, some animals smelling blood rushed this way. If the war was not too intense there, they would have followed the smell of blood to get food.

Decaying birds in the air have been wandering around from time to time making some hissing noises, like hurrying people on the ground to speed up.

Boom!

With an awesome scream, the ground trembled, and the clicking of trees being smashed no longer rang.

Several eagerly awaited corrupt birds rushed down, but were directly hammered by a stone hammer stained with blood, with only a few broken feathers floating in the air.

Other leapfrogging corrupt birds can only scream around and dare not approach for a moment and a half.

A group of people came out of the woods and they were covered with a lot of blood, some from their wounds and some from the beast.

This is one of the three teams, led by the Flaming Horn, these people who entered the forest for the first time, gradually took off the discomfort at the beginning, and when they saw the fierce beast, they were no longer stunned and panicked. The hesitation and retreat on the face had disappeared, replacing it with a bloodstained, murderous face.

Abilene wiped the blood around her eyes and stood there holding a tree, panting in a hurry.

Hunting for a vicious beast is physical, mindless and inevitable. Every time you hunt a vicious beast, it feels like you've done all the physical work for a year, but even though you're tired, you've got a lot of injuries on you, and on several occasions you almost died, you survive and adjust to it, but it's another feeling.

Drop your head and look at the extended arm. The sleeves have become shattered and shattered during the hunt. Most of the entire arm is exposed to the outside. It is exposed to brown arms and is covered with dark, light, narrow and varied strips of blood. Some are new wounds and are still exuding blood, while others have been scabbed.

The physical healing power of the Totem warriors is very strong, the wounds made by ordinary beasts can quickly recover, even scars will not be left. Even people with poor strength can use their physical self-healing ability to gradually eliminate the scars. But the wounds caused by the beasts are not so easy to heal. Some of the wounds made by the beasts can be retained for decades and will not even disappear.

Abilene doesn't know how long these wounds will stay on her arm, and she doesn't want them to disappear. It's best to keep them till she dies. It's his medal!

Look, this is a trauma from hunting the beast!

In the tribe, besides a few of the people he brought out, who else could have such scars?!

Thinking about it, Abilene felt the waist bar straightened a lot, and the feeling of awkward shrinkage usually became shallow. In the past, in front of tribes that were stronger than them, Abilene always felt short, not height disparities, but differences in momentum and mentality. But now...

Abilene flipped her arm over and looked at it. She held her fists tight and looked at the tight muscles on her arm. "I felt like I was full of strength! ”

Thunder Mountain tribe leader Zhai glanced at Abel standing there with a chicken claw hairstyle, spit his mouth bloody spit on the ground, moved a shoulder, his little arm is much thicker than Abel's weak thighs, every hunt is also ahead of him, he doesn't know what good luck the tribe leader who looked as thin as bean sprouts, fought and hid behind the team, and from time to time symbolically made several moves?!

Full of power?

That's totally psychological!

With a stone hammer stained with animal blood and corrupt bird feathers on its shoulders, the other hand held a claw of the beast and the village, together with the others, dragged the beast that had just been hunted to their resting place.

However, Abilene's mood, Zhai Zhai can actually understand. However, unlike Abilene, Zhai was not excited to hunt in the mountainous forest where the beast lived for the first time. Although his arms were injured in the hunt just now, the bones were broken, and the hammer's arm moved to hear the squeaky sound, the pain from the arm to the whole body, but this pain stimulated the Zhai Zhai felt refreshed!

Confidence, ambition, ambition are expanding as each hunting beast succeeds, and the surrounding atmosphere becomes more fierce, and there is still a brutal smile in the eyes that hasn't converged, which is the look of the prey when hunting.

Several people who pulled their prey gasped like windboxes, recalling Abilene from her self-elevation.

“Need a hand?” Abilene lifted her feet.

“No.” Zhaizhai waved impatiently, indicating that he was still standing aside.

When the hunters returned to their resting place, Shao Xuan also came back to the cave with the herbs he had found. Distribute the herbs and some wounded pills in the Zelig configuration to the wounded.

“How was your day?” After asking about the casualties, Shao Xuan looked at the others who had entered the cave.

“It's okay.” Sit on a stone and rest.

Shao Xuan looked at the warrior of a thunderstorm tribe behind the village. The man suffered a lot of injuries. Moreover, he came back with injuries almost every day these days, not because he was weak, but because he worked too hard.

“Enough spelling.” Shao Xuando.

Zhai followed Shao Xuan's gaze and looked back. Then he suddenly said, "What do you mean, long? You can't spell it! ”

And he started sighing, “As you all know, we lost several people in the Thunder Mountain tribe, and three of them were children who had not yet woken up to the power of totem. And one of the lost children is the eldest son. At that time, Chang Zheng took his son to practice hunting, and one of them accidentally found the child missing. He heard some voices and was vigilant, but it was still a step too late. We tried to find it too, but unfortunately we didn't find anything. ”

Shao Xuan has also heard about the loss of people in the Thunder Mountain tribe, and they have sent some people to help find them, not many useful clues.

Those slave owners were very experienced organizations, and quickly disappeared after the abduction of people. It was extremely difficult to find them. Shao Xuan also sent a letter to the Longboat tribesmen for this purpose, asking them to pay attention when going out to sea. If they saw a boat coming from this side to the sea, and there were some tribesmen in the boat, try to stop them.

“In fact, after learning that it might have been done by someone coming from the sea side, Chang told me that he would go to the sea side and that he could only go there if he wanted to find the missing person. And to do all that, not to mention anything else, strength must be improved. That's why Chang Zheng spelled it. ”

The people of the Thunder Mountain tribe were not many. If you were on the sea side in the past, you would have to pay too much. Even if you had that idea, you could not implement it. Compared to the lost people, standing in his perspective, it is still more important for other people in the tribe.

So when it comes to longevity, Zhaizhai can only sigh. The same is true of other tribes, who would not have come all the way to Flaming Horn to help.

“Hey, I'm also worried about the abduction of our Tribes, who are fewer than you mined mountains.” Abilene came and said.

“Don't worry, if I were standing with you, those people would be watching me, not you. The goal of these men, besides children, is a strong warrior.” Zhai said.

“I'm strong too!” Abilene argues.

Zizhai said nothing, but stretched out an arm, then Abilene stopped talking.

After a while of silence, Abilene thought, “If those people are looking for strong fighters, why aren't they looking for the Horn Man?” He has not heard of the loss of population in the Horn Tribe.

'Cause they don't dare! ”Zhai sighed, while answering Absinthe, and said to himself," Those who do not dare to provoke powerful tribes for the time being can only use our little tribes. ”That is also why he decided to join when he heard a summons order from Flaming Horn.

Since you are too weak on your own, then gather together, isn't it big? Aren't those people afraid to come back and kidnap people?

Abilene opened her mouth and couldn't find a counterargument.

Really? The Horn Tribe is a big tribe, and if you look at the distant teams entering the trading area, you can see that many people don't dare to attack the Horn. Moreover, the Horn people are certainly stronger than many of the tribes and cannot be admired. Abilene thought they were hunting these days. How hard did they feel about life, but the flaming horns? Hunting beasts is probably the same as eating, of course, already used to it.

Even if it's hunting for a living, no one can do the Horn of Fire hunting. Because of the different tribal spark forces, the success of Flaming Horn is that they cannot replicate and have no time, but they can solve immediate problems in another way, such as joining the Great Alliance.

When it comes to the abduction of people from the tribe, the joy of successful hunting in the cave is gone. And the long one not far behind the cottage is more silent, just harder when sharpening the stone knife on your hand.

Night.

Except for the night watchman, everyone else rests in the cave.

There are a lot of beasts in the mountains at night, but it's quite quiet here compared to the ancient trees.

The first few days they came here, they couldn't sleep at night. Even if they were in a lot of trouble, they kept their eyes open, they were all on alert, and the outside screaming disturbed them. But gradually, getting used to the atmosphere in the mountain forest, coupled with the intensity of hunting during the day, sleep much better at night.

Some “cuckoo” sounds are implicit from not far away.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and listened carefully to the movement outside the hole. It's not a bird, it's a human voice! Perhaps the voices of those who can deceive other tribes who come to the mountain forest once cannot deceive the flaming horns who often enter the mountain forest and often simulate the sound of birds calling for a message!

All of a sudden, someone outside the hole shouted, "It's gone! ”

Whatever comes to mind in the wake of Jianzhai, his face changes suddenly and he has to get up and run away. Other Thunder Mountain tribesmen who heard the movement wake up are also ready to follow through the hole.

“Back in the hole!” Jianzhai roared at the other thundering tribes who wanted to go out, how dangerous the night in the mountains was, they had taught over the past few days, and he didn't want the rest of the thundering mountains to go out with him.

Lifting the big stone hammer, he quickly walked out of the hole on the foot of the village. Unfortunately, he just came out of the hole and left the floor. He was dragged back to the beast leather coat: “Go back into the hole! ”

Easily thrown into the cave: “…”

Other Thunder Mountain Tribes: "…”

After Shao Xuan threw Jianzhai back into the hole, he didn't look back at their face, jumped over and rode Caesar's back, "Find someone! ”

Night watchers don't disappear for no reason whatsoever, and those grunts are sounds that Chang had heard before his son was lost.

If those who emerged were indeed the slave owners of the tribes, why did they come here? Did you come with the team? Or for some other reason? Shao Xuan also wants to know.