"Crack click..."

On the ancient totem tree, some huge insects had already flew to the trunk, gnawing on the bark and trunk frantically. Soon they gnawed out holes and drilled into the trunk.

The ancient totem tree still fought against the black centipede, and had no time to care about these insects.

As more and more bugs chew on the ancient totem trees, the power of the ancient totem trees is being eaten up bit by bit.

There is no way to do this. Although the ancient totem tree is strong, it is naturally restrained by insects. If this continues, death will only happen sooner or later.

"You old tree has lived for so many years, and today it is destined to make me successful, Jijijiji..."

The 100-meter-long black centipede laughed wildly and made a sharp and harsh sound. It enjoyed watching the insects drill into the trunk one by one until the entire totem ancient tree was riddled with holes.

But the totem ancient tree was not furious. It said calmly: "I will die, but you will not live for a few more years than me. Today you destroy our tree tribe, and someone will destroy your insect tribe in the future."

Any alien species that can become a totem god has strong prophecy ability, especially those who have lived for countless years like the totem ancient tree, which is even more powerful.

When it was dying, it had already had a premonition of the demise of the insect tribe and the centipede in front of it, which made it feel refreshed, and death did not seem so terrible.

The black centipede was furious and said, "I can go further if I swallow your origin, and the insect tribe will become stronger. Who can destroy me?"

Totem Ancient Tree did not answer his words, but just smiled contemptuously and continued to fight against the black centipede.

Under the ancient totem tree, the witch led dozens of tribe old men to pile up a pile of fragrant bark and leaves on the three-legged round tripod and four-legged square tripod until it was stuffed.

This is the first time that the Tree Tribe uses a pottery tripod and the last time.

The witch sat cross-legged on the ground, putting his crutches flat on his legs. He faced the two pottery cauldrons and was about to start performing witchcraft.

"Let's fire." Wu said.

An old man, holding a burning pine branch, lit the dry bark and leaves in two pottery cauldrons.

The flames gradually burned, and a strong and strange fragrance gradually spread out.

Another old man covered a layer of bark and leaves, and some fruits and other things, which extinguished the open flame, but it was still smoldering and a large amount of fragrant smoke came out.

Afterwards, each of these old men took out a wooden board and a bone board.

They stood in a circle around the pottery and witch, and then followed the ancient melody and tapped the wooden board with bone plates, jumping up while knocking.

The witch began to recite ancient spells, which cleverly merged with these melodies of knocking, which was very mysterious.

“ㄓㄞㄌㄌㄕ,ㄗㄖㄌㄌㄢㄓ…”

As the spell was recited, the spices in the pottery cauldron burned faster. At the same time, the rolling smoke rose from the pottery cauldron, forming two smoke columns, rising straight into the air, and then spread suddenly.

At this moment, the entire Tree Tribe smelled a strange fragrance. The members of this Tree Tribe are very familiar with it. This fragrance will appear during the sacrifices every year.

The totem warriors of the Tree Tribe who were still fighting were revived, and their already exhausted body seemed to have another force emerged out of thin air, allowing them to continue fighting.

The red flower, whose head was drowsy, suddenly woke up after smelling this fragrance, and even the toxins on her body had a much smaller impact on her.

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

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

In addition, she noticed that the scent seemed to poison the insects on her body.

After smelling the fragrance, the insects fled wildly, as if they had met their nemesis.

Not only the Red Flowers, but in fact, all the insects that poured into the Tree Tribe fled wildly at this moment. The scent of these insects could not stay at all.

The warriors of the insect tribe also felt uncomfortable. This fragrance 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 laughed to the sky, and he suffered a lot of injuries. He had long been determined to die.

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

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

"Damn the insect tribe, come on!"

The leader of the Tree Tribe continued to fight without fear of death. Even if the totem warriors around him were almost dead, he was still fearless.

Under the totem tree, the sound of the witch chanting spells gradually became high and from low to high. The old men seemed to have suddenly returned to their youth, knocking faster and faster and jumping faster and faster.

Wu You sat cross-legged to slowly stand up, his bent waist gradually straightened, his crutch was raised high above his head, and even his skin became rosy at this moment, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly become younger.

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

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

Below, the old people who had been dancing ancient sacrificial dances were all crying. These figures were the heroes of the Tree Tribe, including their fathers, mothers, and ancestors.

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

When all the heroes appeared, the witch held up a cane and bowed to them.

"Dear Ancestors, please fight for the tribe!"

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

The heroes nodded one after another, without any fear, because they were dead and didn't care about dying again.

The witch stood up, pointed her cane at the huge tree roots, and kept chanting mantras in her mouth.

I saw that the huge tree roots actually separated from the ancient totem tree and turned into human bodies of all sizes, including thousands of weapons, including wooden spears, wooden knives and other weapons.

The heroes chose a body that turned into a tree root and drilled in.

These "tree people" picked up weapons on the ground, and then rushed towards the totem warriors of the insect tribe outside the tribe, replacing the remaining totem warriors.

"puff!"

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

"witch……"

The old men came forward one after another, supported him and prevented him from falling down.

The witch said with difficulty: "Help...help me sit next to the totem tree."

The old men gently helped the witch to the roots of the huge totem ancient tree and sat down.

The witch showed a look of relief on her face and said, "You can be with the Totem God and die without regrets."

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

At the same time, the red flowers, red leaves, and four or five young totem warriors who were fighting were replaced by the tree man 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 from tree tribes.

At the same time, the voice of the Totem God sounded.

"Walk along this cave and go to a safe place. After leaving the cave entrance, go find the Mang tribe and join them, and you will be protected. This is the last time I have issued an oracle to you, and I hope you can complete it."

Honghua and other totem warriors wanted to say they would not leave, but they did not dare to violate the oracle of the Totem God, so they could only cry silently.

An emerald green seed the size of an egg is about to bloom from the sky, with green light falling in front of the red flowers.

"There is a little spiritual consciousness in this seed. If I have the chance, I hope you can plant it in the mysterious forest."

"The seed is here, I am here, and I will return in a thousand years."

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

"Let's go, no one is allowed to stay or look back, I will destroy it with the tribe."

A gentle force pushed everyone in the hole forward. Even if Honghua and the others were reluctant to leave, they could not turn back and could only move forward.

After they walked a long way, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the tree tribe, and the ground was shaking, and the hole behind them also collapsed and they could not turn back.

"The tribe is gone."

"The totem god is gone, either."

At this moment, the totem power on the only few remaining totem warriors in the Tree Tribe slowly disappeared, and even the totem pattern gradually disappeared.

They fell to the ground, and they looked in dismay and were very confused.

Hongye said bitterly: "If you lose the power of totem, how can you survive in the future."

There is only Honghua, and at this moment she seems stronger than others.

She held the still glowing seed and said, "The Totem God has not disappeared, the seed is still there."

Others also looked at the seed. At this moment, the glowing seed made them find some psychological comfort in their confusion and fear of the future.

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

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

Hongye was silent for a moment, then followed.

Then, the others followed one after another, and no one fell behind.

A seed of revenge is planted in their hearts and supports their belief in living well, so that they can still find their goals after the tribe is destroyed.

...

The location of the tree tribe has become a ruin. The tall ancient totem tree has only some remains, and the remaining tree tribe members have also turned into ashes.

The ancient totem tree exploded before its death, pulling up more than 100 totem warriors from the insect tribe, and also severely injured the black centipede.

"Ahem... Damn Lao Shu, he actually hurt me before he died."

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

The black centipede swallowed the green light and said, "But I still get most of your origin, I can still advance, hahaha!"
Chapter completed!