Chronicles of Primordial Wars Chapter 288: Begging for rain (five)

Rain Tribe's Totem has an arc above it, and below the arc there are points like rain. Shao Xuan counted, eight points. There are still some fog-like things around Totem, flowing.

When Totem of Drumming tribe appeared in this "egg shell", Shao Xuan was very surprised, and now, Totem of Rain Tribe also appeared.

Compatibility is good. Shao Xuan thought.

The Totem that appears in although is not as big as the middle Flaming Horn Tribe Totem, and it is not as bright as the Totem of Flaming Horn, but it is indeed existence, and it is still flashing.

The Totem of Rain Tribe is not the same fire color as Flaming Horn Totem, but it is similar to Drumming tribe. It is white and has a translucent, translucent feel, like a liquid.

Shao Xuan observes the flashing Rain Tribe Totem, mobilizing the power of inheritance, and wants to take a closer look at the alien tribe Totem appearing in suddenly.

The blue flame is separated from the bottom of the flame around Flaming Horn Totem and reaches the smaller Rain Tribe Totem that appears.

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

When contacted, Shao Xuan felt the Totem of Rain Tribe vibrate a little, and those eight points also moved. Shao Xuan is curious. The eight points look more like a drop of liquid in the air.

A bright liquid-like point, dropped from Totem of Feather Tribe, Shao Xuan stared at the dropped point, originally intended to see where it would fall, but did not want to, that drop just dropped After a little bit, after exceeding Rain Tribe Totem, it turned into a mist and merged with those mists around Rain Tribe Totem. And look at Totem. Where the original drop was, the gap already was filled in, and a drop of the exact same droplet appeared there.

And this is just the beginning. It's like pressing the start switch, the dot on Rain Tribe Totem. Gradually it began to fall down like the previous one, and it became fog.

From the first drop, two drops, to eight drops, they all started to move, rotating, looking like it was 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 ritual time at the beginning of each year, it is difficult to be awakened at other times, which is why Qiuyu has always failed.

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

Shao Xuan was shocked, he felt a powerful force from the outside.

From Sea of Consciousness, Shao Xuan looks to the side.

although due to weather. The room was dark, and Shao Xuan could still see the response of Thunder and Tuo. The two men who had been resting stood up and looked up in the direction of Rain Tribe.

"What's going on?!"

"Why is there such a strong Power of Totem?"

I feel the rejection of the alien tribe Totem from suddenly. Ray and Tuo opened the door and went out.

Outside, the wind and sand are all over the sky, even more than the previous two days. Lei's messy hair was blown up, and his eyes narrowed into a slit because of the diffused sand storm. The smell of the wind and sand could be clearly smelled between the breaths.

The sky and the surrounding area are all filled with yellowed sand storm. The visibility is extremely low. Seeing this row of wooden houses is a bit laborious, not to mention the farther Rain Tribe place?

They wanted to see what happened there. But only one piece of sand yellow of turbid came into view.

Shao Xuan covers your face slightly with your hand, blocking the sand storm that blows directly. After listening carefully to the sound over there, it was a bit noisy. Too many people don't know what is being said over there. But he can obviously feel the Power of Totem gradually increasing in that direction.

Not only the Shao Xuan three, but everyone else in the team also came out, but found that there was nothing visible at all, the sand was still big, and I complained a few words, and went back to the house.

"You said, what happened over there? Was there such a big movement in the rain?" Someone asked.

“I do n’t know what it ’s like to rain, it ’s definitely not going to rain anyway.”

"Regardless of what those are doing, I just hope the weather gets better soon, so we can leave."

In Rain Tribe, on the altar set up at Fire Pit, Yang Sui and others completed the dance and spell of already for the rain. At last, everyone bowed down, reached their foreheads, and leaned on the wooden board full of sand.

Yang Sui and everyone else on the knees are the same, silent, waiting for death. Since going up this high platform, they have no plans to go any further.

wooden Nut bells are tied by a rope, dangling in the wind, making a continuous clicking sound, listening to it like a shower is coming, but it is just "like", not real.

The ceremony is over and the music and dance stop. Below the altar, the kneeling crowd got up, and some people were disappointed. although failed for many years, but every time they still held that little hope, hoping that it could really rain. Some people, already is used to this situation every year, with numbness on their faces. Others are happy. For example, He Chao, which once competed with Yang Sui for Shaman.

He Chao glanced at the leader in front of him, two steps forward, and whispered: "OK."

The blank eyes flickered, looking at the old men a few steps away. Among them, there are their supporters and some neutrals, and he is worried about those who are neutral.

Fortunately, the rain failed, and the disappointment on those faces was not concealed. Seeing this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising, and he said loudly: "Because Yang Sui deceived the pioneers, violated the ancestors' intentions, and annoyed them. Rain God, starting today, will no longer be Shaman of this tribe! "

Pan Mang and He Chao looked around. Those who had previously opposed them are now already silent. well.

After the daunting words fell, He Chao suppressed the excitement in his heart and shouted, "Frame firewood!"

As early as already, people waiting there carried a bunch of firewood and dry grass around the platform and spread it all the way up to the platform.

The movement below, the people above the platform hear clearly.

As the wood paving gradually approached, Yang Sui said with a voice everyone could hear on the platform: "I'm sorry!"

Under the stage, He Chao, as the person most likely to receive future shaman after Yang Sui, took the torch with his own hands, walked to the high platform, and lit the firewood for a week on the high platform.

"Burn them!"

"Burned, burned!"

"Everyone who violates the ancestors and angers the rain **** should be burned to death!"

Listening to the scolding below, Yang Sui closed his eyes with everyone together and waited for death, a rain of begging, failed, and almost consumed all his energy. Tired, desperate, sad.

suddenly, Yang Sui trembled, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were unbelievable. Feel it carefully, indeed! Fire Seed! It's the news of Fire Seed!

Below, people who had been burned to death also noticed that something was wrong, especially those who were close to Fire Pit.

They are so familiar with this kind of power, and they feel this way every year during the big sacrifice. However, it is not the time of the Great Sacrifice, and the situation is different now compared to the time of the Great Sacrifice.

The surrounding temperature starts to drop rapidly.

Through the erected firewood, they saw that the fire inside Fire Pit changed color, became lighter, and became white and translucent.

"This ... this is ..."

The wind and sand around Fire Pit also seems to gradually disappear, and within the field of vision, it becomes a lot clearer.

An old man whose palm is covered with calluses and chapped skin, twisted his fingers, feeling the little wetness on his fingers, looked up to Fire Pit, and then looked at the high platform built on Fire Pit. What was the original thought? Shocked with a dazed expression, he shouted loudly, "Extinguish the fire! Extinguish those fires! Quickly withdraw!" Because he was too excited, his throat roared a little. He ran to the high platform, regardless of the burning firewood, waved his arms and kicked, and lifted all the firewood that had been laid up.

Dan Mang just felt a chill rushing into his head, startled, almost rushed forward at the fastest speed, kicked the firewood with the old man together. Others responded, no matter what, they just followed suit.

People who are far away can't see the situation around Fire Pit, and just listen to what is happening. although can't see clearly, but they can feel that familiar from fire seed's power.

Within Fire Pit, a white and translucent flame rises. From the top, it turns into a white mist. Like a water dragon, it bursts out of Fire Pit.

The ambient temperature is lower.

The firewood that has not been kicked out is instantly extinguished at the moment when the fog sweeps over it.

Yang Sui couldn't see what was happening below, and he didn't get up, just looked up at the sky, and then his face, which was stiff as a stone, cracked, his expression seemed happy and shocked.

The sky seems to be raining ...

Below, around the Fire Pit, the white mist emanating from it is like a long dragon. It just hovered around the Fire Pit, and then with the increase of the body, the range hovering wider and wider, and people standing near Fire Pit could not help going Retreat.

They are not sure what such changes represent, but there is a suspicion in their hearts that they cannot believe.

As the foggy dragon circled and passed, the piles of wood on which the high platform was built, and the pile of firewood that had not been lit or already extinguished, seemed to have formed a layer of hoarfrost.

The foggy dragon is still expanding rapidly, and within a piece of range from Fire Pit, the sense of chaos caused by sand storm is also rapidly disappearing.

Breathing deeply, you can still feel a refreshing coolness, without the smell of sand storm, it is shocking, it feels like the whole person is poured into a bucket of ice water.

Because of this change, the others of Rain Tribe are stupid. They didn't know what it meant, how to react now, and the leader didn't say a word.

"Yes ... isn't it ... Pray for rain ... Success?" Someone asked the people around babbling.

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