Chapter 480 Success or Failure (Second update, please vote)

"Fire... Fire Totem?"

Phantom asked in panic, looking to the east.

He could see through the thick fog. On the altar of Xi'an City, the snake totem stele was wrapped in black and white thick fog.

The black and white thick fog formed a human face, staring angrily in this direction. The words just now were spoken by him.

At the critical moment, Diwu Xuan finally stepped into the territory of the Fire Tribe Alliance and was able to freely shuttle into other totem stones.

"It was okay to bully the stones in your era, but now we have entered the era of the eighth generation of witches. Do you still want to bully the stones?"

Diwu Xuan's voice echoed throughout the entire Xi'an City, and the reverberating sound shocked people's hearts.

"I...I...I'm no longer the sixth-generation leader. I'm now..."

"You are the sixth-generation leader of the Fire Tribe."

The Fifth Xuan rudely interrupted the sixth-generation leader.

"I watched you grow up. You can't deny this. Put down Shi's soul."

"No, I listen to the Soul Totem now, I don't listen to..."

"Put down his soul."

An old, hoarse voice sounded, and the sixth-generation leader shut his mouth obediently.

The Fire Tribe Alliance warriors watched the black mist exit Shi's body, and their hearts finally settled down.

The God of Fire came back, and they had someone to rely on again. Even the fear brought by Shi's death disappeared.

"Soul Totem, are you going to launch a full-scale war with the Fire Tribe Alliance?"

The Fifth Xuan stared at the black mist shrouding the west city wall and said in a loud voice.

He was a little angry, not because of the Soul Totem, nor because of the attack of the Soul Tribe, but because he did not see the last side of Shi.

The legendary figure in his eyes, the leader who had been patient all his life and never caused any trouble for him, was gone just like that.

He was sad and in a bad mood, so he seemed a little irritable.

Under the questioning of the Fifth Xuan, the black mist quickly retreated from the west wall, and the shadows of the six generations of leaders and those warriors with dazed eyes also jumped off the wall one after another.

"Fire Totem, you promised me."

The old and hoarse voice sounded again. He did not argue with the Fifth Xuan, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"What I promised you was to give you the soul of a leader of the Fire Tribe, but I didn't say I would give you the soul of Shi."

The Fifth Xuan also suppressed the irritability in his heart and spoke.

"Isn't it Shi?"

From the voice of Soul Totem, it can be heard that he was a little disappointed.

"Which leader's soul is that? This child?"

Li's body shuddered, and he looked at Fire Totem with some fear, his eyes full of disbelief.

"It's the sixth-generation leader, I've already given it to you."

Diwu Xuan glared at Li and said to Soul Totem.

"..."

There was a long silence. Not to mention Soul Totem, even the people of the Fire Tribe Alliance looked at Diwu Xuan in surprise.

It is not difficult to hear from this conversation that the God of Fire promised to give Soul Totem the soul of a leader, so as to borrow the power of Soul Totem to help Shi prolong his life.

But now...

Li felt that he was naive, too naive. How could he question the God of Fire? How could the God of Fire not have considered the matter clearly?

"Fire Totem, this is not funny."

Soul Totem's voice sounded, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I'm not kidding."

Diwu Xuan said affirmatively.

When he agreed at the beginning, he had thought about it, he would never hand over Shi's soul.

He didn't have the habit of selling his children. The Sixth Generation Chief was no longer suitable to return to the Divine Court because of those things that happened in the past, but Shi was different.

Such a person is a hero of the Fire Tribe and should return to the Divine Court.

"I took the Sixth Generation Chief a long time ago."

Soul Totem questioned.

"That was also the leader of the Fire Tribe, I just paid in advance."

This matter is very fussy. If the two continue to argue like this, it will be difficult to get a result.

There was another long silence, and no one knew how Soul Totem would react.

They began to reorganize the team to deal with the battle that might happen at any time.

"Oh."

The Soul Totem said vaguely at last, and the thick fog began to roll, showing signs of leaving.

The warriors on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief. It was too weird to fight against such a tribe, and they could not adapt to it for a while.

"Wait."

The Fifth Xuan spoke and stopped the Soul Totem.

"Anything else."

The Soul Totem asked.

"I don't know if you are interested in the soul of God. If..."

The Fifth Xuan's words stunned everyone. The next part of his language had entered the communication between the totems, and everyone could not hear it.

However, many people still made guesses. When it comes to God, the first person people think of is Ganymede.

In fact, what the Fifth Xuan wanted to talk about with the Soul Totem was exactly this matter.

"Ganymede?"

Soul Totem asked the Fifth Xuan.

"Yes, I am not going to let him return to the Mountain of Gods safely. This is not the back garden of the Mountain of Gods. It is unreasonable to let him come and go as he pleases."

Diwu Xuan said in a relaxed tone.

"I am not good at attacking. Your Ba Xia and I alone cannot defeat him."

Soul Totem thought for a while and gave such an answer.

Diwu Xuan nodded. He thought so.

He was surprised to hear that Soul Totem was a God Totem on the road, but then he thought about the ubiquitous style of the Soul Tribe and accepted it.

They take absorbing dead souls as their mission, and have never heard of them participating in any war. I think it is because of the special nature of Soul Totem.

The specific situation is unclear, but Diwu Xuan still chose to be tough on the matter of the stone. In the end, as he expected, Soul Totem really retreated.

Since they could back off on this matter, it was unlikely that Soul Totem would agree to slaughter the gods, but Fifth Xuan did not want to fight Ganymede head-on.

In his opinion, Baxia could not defeat Ganymede, and he only brought the Soul Tribe with him to slow down at the critical moment. He still had to make long-term plans to deal with Ganymede.

"I also don't have the idea of ​​rushing up and starting a war. We should take a long-term view on this matter. If you agree, and succeed in the future, Ganymede's soul will belong to you. How about that?"

Fifth Xuan threw out the bait, not afraid that Soul Totem would not eat it.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Soul Totem ate the bait.

"Okay, if there is a definite opportunity, I don't mind cooperating."

The two totems discussed this matter, and the Soul Tribe disappeared in the wind and snow under the wrapping of black mist, and the crisis in Xi'an City was completely resolved.

"Well, the body of Songshi returned to Huodu."

Diwu Xuan threw down this sentence, and the black and white thick mist rolled and slowly disappeared, and his spirit entered the snake totem stone.

"Is it serious?"

Looking at the thick mist phantom snake curled up in the totem stone in front of him, Diwu Xuan asked.

"Fortunately, it is a thick mist phantom. If it was my real body, it would be very serious. This only requires worshiping you and replenishing strength."

The snake said thankfully.

Diwu Xuan nodded, and had a thorough understanding of the ability of the divine totem.

Even if he is not good at fighting, he is not someone that the Ming Totem can challenge. He was able to bargain with the Soul Totem, most likely because of the Ice Bear Totem.

He said a few more words to the Snake Totem, then turned around and returned to the Divine Court.

The spirit of the Fifth Xuan cannot stay in other totem stones for too long, because they do not have a Divine Court.

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Outside the Fire City, in the wind and snow.

Xin was lying alone on the snow, holding a wine jar in her hand, drinking alone.

After hearing the news of Shi's death yesterday, her mood became not very good. Today, she was really aggrieved, so she took the wine and came out to drink alone.

Now that the eighth generation witch has come out to take charge, Xin no longer needs to bear too many responsibilities, and she has become a little freer.

While looking at the sky and drinking wine, a white cloud suddenly descended from the wind and snow in the sky.

The white cloud floated in the air and attracted Xin's attention.

Xin stared at the white cloud in a daze. She seemed to have some impression, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

At this moment, a figure walked down from the white cloud. The

figure stepped in the air, stepping on the air like walking up stairs. Xin immediately thought of the origin of the white cloud.

It was the Chuan tribe, which she had read in the classics of the Chuan Tapir Temple.

"Xin?"

The figure came to Xin's side and asked tentatively.

At this time, Xin had already seen the man's face clearly. He was very similar to the image of the firewood witch in the beast skin scroll, but he was older and his hair had turned gray.

Xin stood up and saluted: "Hello, Firewood Witch."

Fire Witch smiled and said, "What a smart child. Was it him who left my portrait?"

Fire Witch didn't say the name, but Xin knew that she was talking about a generation of Chuan Tapir Witch.

"Yes, the first generation of tapir witch has always respected you, and he has a lot of records about you."

Xin said with a smile.

"This kid, hey, died young. If he hadn't left early, my brother wouldn't have become like that."

Xin witch frowned a little sadly.

"You were in Xi'an City yesterday."

Xin's mind was clear, and he immediately thought of the news from Xi'an City that the sixth generation leader showed up yesterday.

Xin witch nodded.

Xin didn't know what to say for a moment, so he picked up the wine jar on the ground, handed it to her and asked if she wanted to drink.

Xin witch was amused by Xin's behavior, and felt better. He shook his head to indicate that he didn't want to drink.

"You are so smart, can you guess why I came?"

Xin witch asked, looking at Xin's green eyes.

"Yes, I won't go."

Xin refused directly.

She knew the purpose of the Fire Witch's coming here, to find the next generation of witches for the Chuan Tribe, and that was how the Fire Witch was chosen.

But she would not leave, she was not a Fire Witch, and did not have much sense of belonging to the tribe.

Xin had been in the Fire Tribe since she was old enough to understand. The eighth generation of witches doted on her, and the Totem was also very good to her. She had her own choice in her heart.

"A witch with a divine totem, aren't you tempted?"

the Fire Witch asked with a smile.

There was no regret on her face.

"I'm not tempted. I don't like writing and painting. It's boring."

Xin shook her head and said, and felt that it was not enough, so she added: "And the Fire Totem will also become a god."

"But you can't be a fire witch anymore. You and I both know that the Fire Tribe Alliance cannot accept your identity."

The words of the Fire Witch touched the heart of Xin. She picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

"It's good to be a fire witch. We are all witches anyway."

If Ri Tuteng heard this, he would be very sad.

"You are smarter than me. Now I think about it, I may have made a wrong decision. If I hadn't left, my nephew might not have died, and my brother would not have ended up like this today."

The Fire Witch sighed, stopped admonishing Xin, raised his feet and stepped on the air, step by step, and walked back to the white clouds, disappearing in front of Xin.