Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The Slaves, which are tied with vines and wrists, have almost nothing to wear. Even if they are wearing them, those animal skins are also ragged and can’t block much.

In this way, the sun was exposed to the sun, and each one was tanned, the lips were chapped, and the skin was dry and barefoot, walking barefoot on the ground. There are some Slaves with injuries on their bodies. They are not well treated. The wounds have rotted, and there are some flying insects around them that follow the smell.

“Where are those slaves sent?” asked Shao Xuan. He doesn’t ask, no one else will explain it. Of course, he has to take the initiative to open his mouth. Even if he is laughed at by others, Shao Xuan doesn’t care, as long as he can know what he wants to know.

When Shao Xuan asked this question, some people laughed, but some people answered that no matter whether they said in a mocking tone, Shao Xuan only needs to know the answer.

“Of course it is the place where the Slave Master is sent.” Someone said.

“Slave Masters live there? That’s where we are going this time?” asked Shao Xuan.

“What, fear?” said one person at Heaven Mountain Tribe, scorning.

Shao Xuan is speechless. He looked at the sky, looked at the surrounding environment, and recalled the terrain that came all the way. He said: “Slave Masters, the place where they live does not seem to be very good.” If you keep going, you might go to the desert. Slave Master live in the desert? This makes Shao Xuan very curious.

Although he knew that the Slave Masters would be a little far away to avoid the big tribes in the middle, but they did not expect them to go to the arid and poor areas.

“Not good?” An older middle-aged man next to Huang Xie screamed: “They are so good! It’s just Slave.”

That is also true. Slave Master is naturally the person to be served.

As he said, in the long Slave team, there was a Slave who had escaped from the vines and ran towards Shao Xuan. Although it looks like a skinny look, but it runs so fast that it doesn’t see the weakness.

Someone in the Slave team shouted. Looking at the running man, and the running, the dark-skinned Slave, who couldn’t see the hair, was running to the side of Shao Xuan. Shouting like a hoarse voice that can bleed, probably wants to ask for help. Shao Xuan can see the light of hope in his eyes.

puff!

A sharpened wood pierces the body of the running man, and the blood drops to the ground, and the light in the eyes of Slave is quickly annihilated and faint.

A man wearing an animal skin holding a whip walked over to Slave. On his forehead, there is a tattoo like the word “Taiwan”.

“It is the name of the ‘Taiwan’ word.” Someone in the team said. The tone was calm and there was no emotional fluctuation because I saw a Slave being killed.

Slave is also graded, and the lower Slave does not have any title, but the higher Slave. It is from the “Taiwan”, because their forehead will be stabbed with a tattoo similar to the word “Taiwan”, known as the “Taiwan” title slave. If they talk about strength, they are equivalent to the general Primary Level Totem Warrior in Totem Warrior.

Anyone who became a Slave, their goal at the beginning was the “Taiwan” word slave, and how to become a Slave, as long as the power equivalent to Totem Warrior can be obtained, it is enough.

The “Taiwan” word slave is the most inferior Slave in the high-level Slave, above the “Taiwan” word slave. There is also a “servant” word slave. There are also some “servant” slaves in this Slave team, but they don’t take a whip, just a knife. It doesn’t seem to be a good thing to look at it, but as long as they do it, it’s blood-stained, and it’s not just a Slave. Therefore, when the Slave escaped, the “servant” slaves just glanced at them at random, and some of them did not even lift their heads and continued on their way. Anyway, there is a lower-level “Taiwan” word slave to solve.

The word slave stepped over to Slave, who fell to the ground, and looked at Shao Xuan and they looked at them. No vigilance, no worries. There are no other extra emotions, numbness, chills like a knife. When looking at the low-level Slave, it is no different from watching other dead things.

Leaning over, grab a hand and grab the foot of Slave, who has lost his breath on the ground, and drag it back to the side of the team.

The ground left a long blood mark because of dragging.

The word slave dragged the dead Slave back to the team, throwing his arms at random into the lower Slave team, and then Shao Xuan saw that the two wrists were described as dry. The Slaves are scrambling to get around.

“That… that is…” Ray was stuttering.

On the other side of Weiba, an indifferent voice said: “They are rushing to eat.”

Bundle the two wrists, but the fingers can move, the arms can move, and the legs and feet can move. They are rushing to eat, the “food” is the same people as them, do not eat, they are likely to starve to death, eat, in order to survive.

See Shao Xuan, they are silent, Heaven Mountain Tribe Someone said: “Can’t see the past? If you really can’t see it, you can save the next two low-level Slaves. If you just run closer, you can also shoot in time. ”

Seeing the reactions of other people in the team, Shao Xuan also knows that there are some things that they don’t know. These people, looking at Slave’s eyes, mostly with disgust.

Totem Warrior Indeed, many people look down on Slave and feel that they are not arrogant and betray their ancestors, but they are not like the people in the team, especially the people of Weiba, who even have hate in their eyes.

Shao Xuan learned the reason from Qu Ce. A few years ago, Weiba people encountered similar things, saved a few low-level Slave, and also cut a few “Taiwan” slaves.

“In fact, Weiba’s people were very secret when they first shot. They did disguise. They shouldn’t be found to be right, but they were discovered. A young girl from Weiba gave a Slave piece of meat before leaving, the Slave. I saw a spider on her body. Later, the Slave failed to escape, was arrested, and confessed. Soon after, the few people who were shot were almost killed when they went out with friends and elders. Said Qu Ce.

There are dozens of Weiba people killed, including the Advanced Level Totem Warrior, and the Slave who attacked them, there are more than 30 slaves, and there are at least four slaves. If it is a one-on-one, even if it is a “servant” slave, it is only equivalent to the level of a normal Middle Level Totem Warrior, and it will not make such a tragic result. However, these Slaves are almost suicide attacks and hurt the enemy. Thirty self-loss one hundred things, they do not look at their eyes, the injured one is self-destructive, and they do the same.

Slave, just a tool. The tools are gone, and one more thing is that those Slave Masters don’t feel bad.

“After that, Weiba’s people killed Slave, whether it was high or low, all killed, as long as the shot, there will be no living, no chance to inform anyone.” Qu Ce looked at Shao Xuan three, “There are a lot of things like this, almost every tribe has come across. Remember, those Slaves can betray their beliefs and ancestors and can sell anyone.”

“Including selling their owners?” asked Shao Xuan.

“…it depends on whether they dare or not. Different Slave Masters, the slaves under them will be different, and you will know when you see more.” Qu Ce.

After the Slave team left, they continued to move forward, and the Slave that was eaten left only a smudge of blood and a few pieces of bones that could not be combined. Some of the scavenger’s insects surround it and divide this last “meal”.

Later Shao Xuan, they did not meet the Slave team again, and they took different paths.

The more you go forward, the more clearly Shao Xuan feels the dryness of the air.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse. Animals and plants are less pitiful than anywhere else. The sparse grass on the ground is also awkward.

After five consecutive days of walking, some people in the team have begun to languish.

“Let’s go some further, there will be a tribe, we can rest there for a few days,” said an elderly person.

When I heard this, the young people were shocked. “Is there a tribe? Is there a tribe in this place? What is it?”

“Rain Tribe.” Someone replied.

Shao Xuan looked at the sunny day. Rain Tribe.

I don’t know what Yang Sui’s kid is mixing. Has it successfully passed the position of Rain Tribe’s Shaman? (To be continued)