The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 107 Witchcraft
"Crack clap..."

On the ancient totem tree, some huge worms had already flown to the trunk, gnawed on the bark and trunk frantically, and soon gnawed out holes and burrowed into the trunk.

The ancient totem tree was still fighting the black centipede, and had no time to care about these bugs.

As more and more bugs gnawed at the ancient totem tree, the power of the ancient totem tree was eroded bit by bit.

There is no way around this. Although the ancient totem tree is strong, it is naturally restrained by bugs. If things go on like this, death will only happen sooner or later.

"You are an old tree that has lived for so many years, and you are destined to become me today, chirp chirp..."

The [-]-meter-long black centipede laughed wildly and made a sharp and piercing sound. It enjoyed watching the bugs burrow into the tree trunk one by one until the whole ancient totem tree was riddled with holes.

The ancient totem tree didn't lose its temper. It said calmly, "I'm sure I'm going to die, but you won't live a few years longer than me. If you wiped out our tree tribe today, someone will wipe out your insect tribe in the future."

Any alien species that can become a totem god has a strong prophecy ability, especially for an existence like the ancient totem tree that has lived for countless years, this ability is extremely strong.

When it was dying, it already had a premonition of the demise of the worm tribe and the centipede in front of it, which made it feel refreshed, and death didn't seem so scary anymore.

The black centipede was furious, and said: "Impossible, I can go further by swallowing your origin, and the worm tribe will become stronger, who can destroy me?"

The ancient totem tree didn't answer his words, just smiled contemptuously, and continued to fight the black centipede.

Under the ancient totem tree, Wu took dozens of tribal elders and piled a large pile of bark and leaves with aromatic smells on the three-legged round tripod and the four-legged square tripod until they were full.

This is the first time that the tree tribe uses Tao Ding, and it is also the last time.

The witch sat cross-legged on the ground, put his crutches flat on his lap, faced the two pottery tripods, and was about to start performing witchcraft.

"Light it up," Wu said.

An old man took a burning pine branch and set fire to the dry bark and leaves inside two pottery tripods.

The flame gradually ignited, and a strong and strange fragrance gradually permeated.

Another old man covered it with another layer of bark and leaves, and some fruits and other things. He extinguished the open fire, but it was still smoldering and emitted a lot of fragrant smoke.

Then, each of these old people took out a wooden board and a bone board.

They stood in a circle around Tao Ding and Wu, and then followed the ancient melody, knocking on the wooden board with the bone board, and jumped up while knocking.

The witch began to recite ancient spells, which were skillfully integrated with the melodies of these percussions, which was very mysterious.

"ㄓㄞㄉㄌㄕ, ㄗㄖㄌㄢㄓ..."

As the mantra was recited, the spices in the pottery cauldron burned faster, and at the same time billowing thick smoke rose from the pottery tripod, forming two columns of smoke, which rose straight into the air and then spread suddenly.

At this moment, the entire tree tribe smelled a strange fragrance. The people of this fragrant tree tribe are very familiar with it, and this fragrance will appear every year during sacrifices.

The totem warriors of the tree tribe who were still fighting were refreshed, and a force seemed to appear out of thin air from their already exhausted bodies, allowing them to continue fighting.

After smelling this fragrance, the drowsy red flower suddenly regained consciousness, and even the toxins on her body had less effect on her.

"The tribe is still there, I can't die!"

Honghua continued to fight against the enemy wielding the stone knife. Although she didn't know how long she could last, she would fight until the last moment.

Also, she noticed, the scent was like poison to the bugs on her body.

After smelling the fragrance, the bugs fled crazily, as if they had met their nemesis.

Not only the safflower here, but in fact all the bugs that flooded into the tree tribe are fleeing frantically at this moment, and these bugs can't stay in the place covered by the fragrance.

The warriors of the Insect Tribe also felt unwell. This scent was too uncomfortable for them, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

"Hahaha, it's a witch, the witch has performed witchcraft!"

The leader of the tree tribe looked up to the sky and laughed. He also suffered a lot of injuries, and he had long been determined to die.

A witch performs witchcraft, and as the leader, he naturally understands what this means.

In today's battle, the Tree Tribe will undoubtedly lose, but the members of the Tree Tribe will not die. Even if they join other tribes in the future, they still have the opportunity to avenge the Tree Tribe.

"Damn worm tribe, come on!"

The leader of the tree tribe continued to fight bravely, even though the totem warriors around him were almost dead, he was still fearless.

Under the totem tree, the voice of the witch chanting spells gradually changed from low to high, and those old people seemed to have suddenly returned to their youth, tapping faster and faster, and dancing faster and faster.

Wu You sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly stood up. His waist, which had been bent all the year round, gradually straightened. He lifted the crutch above his head. Even his skin became rosy at this moment. young.

But his life is passing by quickly, he is burning his life to perform witchcraft!

Gradually, translucent figures appeared one after another on the ancient totem tree. They were wearing bark clothes, holding stone knives or spears, and walked out of the ancient totem tree.

Below, tears flowed from the old people who had been dancing the ancient sacrificial dance. These figures are the heroic spirits of the tree tribe, including their father, mother, and ancestors.

Usually, they have been in the ancient totem tree, protected by the totem god, and supported by the tribe. Now, the tribe will be destroyed, but they will fight for the tribe again.

When all the heroic spirits appeared, Wu held up his crutches and bowed down to them.

"All ancestors, please fight for the tribe!"

Those old people also knelt down one after another, with sadness and relief on their faces.

Those heroic spirits nodded one after another, showing no fear, because they were already dead, and they didn't care about dying again.

The witch stood up, pointed his crutch at the huge tree roots, and kept chanting spells.

I saw that those huge tree roots broke away from the ancient totem tree and turned into humanoid bodies of various sizes. There are thousands of them, as well as weapons such as wooden spears and wooden knives.

Those heroic spirits chose a body turned into a tree root and got into it.

These "tree men" picked up the weapons on the ground, shouted and rushed towards the totem warriors of the worm tribe outside the tribe, taking over the remaining totem warriors.

"puff!"

After performing the witchcraft, the witch spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body became dispirited, and his life had come to an end.

"witch……"

Those old people stepped forward one after another, supported him and prevented him from falling down.

Wu struggled and said, "Help... help me to sit next to the sacred totem tree."

The old men lightly helped the witch to sit at the root of the huge ancient totem tree.

A look of relief appeared on Wu's face, and he said, "If you can be with the totem god, you will die without regret."

Those old people also sat down under the ancient totem tree, waiting for the arrival of death, and they would perish together with the tribe.

At the same time, the fighting red flowers, red leaves, and four or five young totem warriors were replaced by tree men who suddenly appeared.

And they were rolled up by tree roots, pulled into the ground, and finally appeared in a tree hole.

In this tree hole, there are hundreds of women and children of the tree tribe.

At the same time, the voice of the totem god sounded.

"Go straight along this cave until you get to a safe place. After you get out of the cave, go find the Mang tribe and join them. You will get shelter. This is the last time I will issue an oracle to you. I hope you can Finish."

Honghua and other totem warriors really wanted to say no to leaving, but they didn't dare to violate the oracle of the totem god, so they could only cry silently.

An egg-sized emerald green seed fell from the sky, glowing with green light, and landed in front of the red flower.

"There is a bit of my spiritual consciousness in this seed. If there is a chance, I hope you can plant it in the mysterious forest."

"Where the seed is, I am here, and I will return after thousands of years."

Safflower held up the seed with both hands. This is a seed and hope.

"Let's go, no one is allowed to stay, and no one is allowed to turn back, I will be destroyed together with the tribe."

A gentle force pushed everyone in the cave forward. No matter how reluctant Honghua and the others were, they could not turn back and could only move forward.

When they walked a long way, there was a sudden roar from the direction of the tree tribe, the ground shook, and the cave behind them collapsed, making it impossible to turn back.

"Horde, gone."

"The totem god is gone."

At this moment, the power of the totems on the few remaining totem warriors of the tree tribe gradually disappeared, and even the totem lines gradually disappeared.

They fell to the ground, looking lost and very confused.

Hongye said bitterly: "If you lose the power of your totem, how will you live in the future?"

Only Honghua, at this moment she is stronger than others.

Holding the still glowing seed, she said, "The totem god has not disappeared, the seed is still there."

Others also looked at that seed one after another. At this moment, the glowing seed gave them a little psychological comfort in their confusion and fear of the future.

"We must live on and avenge the tribe in the future."

After Honghua finished speaking, she held the seed and continued to walk forward. Her expression was very firm, and her steps were also firm.

Hongye was silent for a moment, then followed.

Afterwards, others followed suit, and no one was left behind.

A seed of revenge was planted in their hearts, supporting their belief in living well, allowing them to still find their goals after the tribe was destroyed.

……

The location where the Tree Tribe was located had turned into ruins. There were only a few remnants of the tall ancient totem tree, and the remaining members of the Tree Tribe had also turned into fly ash.

The ancient totem tree erupted before it died, pulling more than 100 totem fighters from the Zerg Tribe, and severely wounding the black centipede.

"Cough, cough, cough... Damn old tree, he actually hurt me when he was dying."

A huge centipede crawled up from the dust. It was covered with wounds all over its body, but there was a green light in its mouth, releasing an amazing breath of life.

The black centipede swallowed the ball of green light and said: "But I still got most of your original source, and I can still advance, hahaha!"

As for the totem warriors who died in the Zerg tribe, the black centipede didn't care, as long as its strength improved, it could create more totem warriors.

　Thanks to the book friend "Xing Chen Cang Yu" for the reward of 100 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "YongHang1127" for the reward of 100 book coins.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)