Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Totem of Rain Tribe, above is a curved shape, under the arc, is a rain-like point. Shao Xuan counted, eight points. There are some foggy things around Totem that flow around.

When Xu Trumming tribe’s Totem appeared in this “egg shell”, Shao Xuan was very surprised, and now, Rain Tribe’s Totem has also appeared.

Good compatibility. Shao Xuan thought.

Although the Totem that appears is not as big as the Flaming Horn Tribe Totem in the middle, and not as bright as the Totem of the Flaming Horn, but it does exist there, and it is still flashing.

The Totem of this Rain Tribe is not the same as the Flaming Horn Totem, but it is similar to the Drumming tribe. It is white, with some white and translucent feelings, like liquid.

Shao Xuan observes the flashing Rain Tribe Totem, mobilizes the power of inheritance, and wants to take a close look at the sudden emergence of the different tribe Totem.

The blue flame separates from the bottom end of the flame around the Flaming Horn Totem, reaching out to the much smaller Rain Tribe Totem that appears.

It stands to reason that there should be exclusion between different tribes of Power of Totem, but here it is not. The separated blue flame easily contacts the Totem of the Rain Tribe.

At the time of contact, Shao Xuan felt the Totem of Rain Tribe tremble, and the eight points moved. Shao Xuan Curious, the eight points look more like a drop of liquid.

A bright liquid point, from the Totem of Feather Tribe, Shao Xuan stared at the falling point, originally intended to see where it would fall, but did not want to, that drop just fell down A little beyond the Rain Tribe Totem, it turns into a mist that blends in with the fog around the Rain Tribe Totem. Then look at Totem. In the place where it was originally dropped, the gap has been filled, and a drop of the same droplet is exactly there.

And this is just the beginning. It’s like pressing the start switch, the point on the Rain Tribe Totem. Gradually began to fall down like the previous one, and the fog was formed.

From the beginning of a drop, two drops, all the eight drops began to move, rotating, looks like it is constantly raining.

Somehow, Shao Xuan suddenly remembered what Yang Sui had told him about Rain Tribe Fire Seed.

Yang Sui said. Rain Tribe’s Fire Seed has a problem, except for the big sacrifice time at the beginning of each year, it is difficult to wake up at other times, which is why the rain has been failing.

But now, Shao Xuan feels that this moving Totem is like waking up from sleep.

Shao Xuan felt a shock, and he felt a powerful force from the outside world.

Out of Sea of ​​Consciousness, Shao Xuan looks to the side.

Although because of the weather. The room is very dark, and Shao Xuan can still see the reaction of Lei and Tuo. The two who were resting at the front stood up and looked in the direction of Rain Tribe.

“what happened?!”

“Why is there such a strong Power of Totem?”

Feel the rejection of the different tribe Totem from this issued. Lei and Tuo opened the door and went out.

Outside, the wind and sand are more than the previous two days. The hair of Lei’s head was blown up, and the eyes smashed into a seam because of the scattered sand storm. The smell of sand and sand can be clearly seen between the breaths.

The sky, the surrounding, are all sky-sanding sand storms. The visibility is extremely low. It is a bit laborious to see this row of wooden houses, let alone the farthing Rain Tribe?

They want to see what happened there. But there is only one piece of turbid sand.

Shao Xuan covered his face slightly and blocked the sand storm from the straight face. Listening carefully to the voice over there, it is a bit noisy. There are too many people, and I don’t know what is being said there. But he can clearly feel the Power of Totem that is gradually increasing in that direction.

Not only Shao Xuan, but the rest of the team also came out, but found that there was nothing to see around, the wind was still big, complained a few words, and went back to the house.

“You said, what happened in the end? Is the movement of the rain so big?” Someone asked.

“I don’t know what it is like to ask for rain. Anyway, it will definitely not rain.”

“What do you do, I just hope that the weather will get better soon, so we can leave.”

Inside the Rain Tribe, above the altar set up at the Fire Pit, Yang Sui and others asked for the dance of the rain, and the curse was completed. Finally, everyone bowed, the forehead fell to the ground, and squatted on the wooden board full of sand, did not get up.

Yang Sui is the same as everyone else, silent, waiting for death. From the time they stepped on this high platform, they did not plan to go any further.

The wooden nut bell is tied with rope, swaying with the wind, and constantly making a squeaking sound, listening to the shower, but only “like” but not real.

At the end of the ceremony, the music and dance stopped. Below the altar, everyone who was worshipping got up, some people were disappointed, and the failure failed for many years, but every time I still hold that little hope, I hope that it will really rain. Some people are already used to the situation every year, with numbness on the face. Others are happy in their hearts. For example, He Chao, who once competed with Yang Sui for Shaman.

He Chao looked at the front of the Chief 沆茫, two steps forward, whispered: “Yes.”

His eyes flashed and he looked at the old man in a few steps. Among them, there are their supporters and some neutrals. He is worried about those who are neutral.

Fortunately, the rain failed, and the disappointment of those people did not hide. Seeing this, the corner of the mouth couldn’t help but rise up, loudly: “Because Yang Sui bullies the spirit, it violates the ancestors and angers the rain god. Since today, it will no longer be Shaman for this tribe!”

He and He Chao looked around and the people who had opposed them before were now silent. well.

After the words of the embarrassment, He Chao suppressed the excitement in his heart and shouted: “Chai wood!”

The people who have been waiting there are already carrying a bundle of firewood and hay, placed around the high platform, and going up to the high platform.

The movement below, the people above the high platform heard very clearly.

With the gradual approach of the firewood, Yang Sui said in a voice that everyone on the high platform could hear: “I’m sorry!”

Under the stage, He Chao, who is most likely to take the position of future shaman after Yang Sui, took the torch with his own hands and walked to the high side to ignite the firewood of the high platform for a week.

“Burn them!”

“burned to death, all burned!”

“People who violate the ancestors and anger the rain gods should burn!”

Listening to the buzz underneath, Yang Sui closed his eyes and waited for death, a rain, failure, and almost all his energy. Tired, desperate, and sad.

Suddenly, Yang Sui’s body trembled, his closed eyes slammed open, his eyes were incredible. Feel it carefully, it’s true! Fire Seed ! It’s the motion of Fire Seed!

Below, people who were originally “burning dead” also noticed something wrong, especially those close to the Fire Pit.

Such power, they are too familiar with each other, and every time there is a big sacrifice, there will be such feelings. However, it is not the time of the big sacrifice, and the present situation is different from that of the big sacrifice.

The surrounding temperature begins to drop rapidly.

Through the firewood that they set up, they saw that the fire in the Fire Pit changed its color, became lighter, and became white and translucent.

“This… this is…”

The sandstorm around the Fire Pit seems to be gradually disappearing, and within the field of vision, it becomes clearer.

A palm is full of old man with a cracked epidermis, licking his fingers, feeling the little bit of wetness on his finger, looking up at Fire Pit, then looking at the high platform built on top of Fire Pit, what to think of, originally Some of the stunned look became shocked and shouted: “Fire extinguish! Kill those fires! Get out of the way!” Because they were too excited, they broke out when they burst out. He ran to the high platform, regardless of the burning wood, kicked his legs and kicked the firewood that had been laid.

I only felt a chill in my head, and I was shocked. I almost rushed past the fastest speed and kicked the fire with the old man. Others have reacted, no matter what, they will do it.

People who are farther away can’t see the situation around the Fire Pit, just listen to the motion to guess what happened. Although not clear, but they can feel the familiar from fire seed’s power.

Within the Fire Pit, the white and bright flames rise, starting from the top, turning into a white mist, like a dragon in the water, rushing out of the Fire Pit.

The surrounding temperature is lower.

The firewood that had not been kicked out was extinguished momentarily when it was swept by the fog.

Yang Sui couldn’t see what was going on underneath. He didn’t get up. He just looked up and looked at the sky. Then, the face that was stiff and stone-like, cracked open and looked like a surprise.

The sky seems to be a bit like rain…

Below, around the Fire Pit, the white mist is like a long dragon, just hovering around the Fire Pit, and then as the body grows, the range of the hovering becomes wider and wider, and people standing near the Fire Pit can’t help but go back. Retreat.

They are not sure what this change represents, but there is a lie in the heart, even a guess that they can hardly believe.

As the foggy dragon hovered, the piles that were built, the piles that had not been ignited or had been extinguished were like a layer of hoarfrost.

The fog is still expanding rapidly, and within a range from the Fire Pit, the sense of chaos caused by the sand storm is quickly disappearing.

Taking a deep breath, you can feel a refreshing coolness. Without the smell of sand storm, people feel like a shock. It feels like the whole person is being poured with a bucket of ice water.

Because of this change, the rest of Rain Tribe is stupid. They didn’t know what it meant, they didn’t know how to react now, and the Chief did not speak.

“Yes… is it… ask for rain… is it successful?” Someone asked the people around me.

Others wanted to refute because of their previous experiences, but they also closed their mouths after seeing the scene over there. (To be continued)