Chapter 505: The Defection of the Shadow Tribe (Third update, please vote)

Among the twenty-five Fire God churches, the one with the most concentrated power of faith is not the largest one next to the Fire City Square, but the church built in the south city of Dragon City.

At this time, the consciousness of the Fifth Xuan was in the thick mist of the church statue. His eyes were paying attention to the believers who were praying devoutly outside through the thick mist, and paying attention to the power of faith emanating from them.

The pure power of faith entered the thick mist, first rushing to the Fifth Xuan's spirit body, and then passing through his spirit body into the thick mist that was shining with dots of golden light.

The Fifth Xuan has been observing here for more than a month, just to figure out the source of this little bit of golden light.

The other twenty-four churches also emitted golden light, but it was much thinner than here.

Through observation, Diwu Xuan determined the source of the golden light: devout faith.

Compared with the believers in the other twenty-four churches, the believers in the south city of Dragon City are more devout. They are even willing to dedicate their lives to the God of Fire. Even the people of the Fire Tribe do not have this idea.

We must strengthen the education of patriotism...love of totems.

Diwu Xuan pondered, and his consciousness slowly shifted towards the Temple of God.

As soon as he returned to the Temple of God, he saw the Eighth Generation Shaman leading a group of people to dance a soft sacrificial dance outside the Temple of God. The old man has been doing this for four months.

At first it was alone, but later he felt that the power of one person was not enough to support the power of faith across mountains, rivers and seas, so he found some people to dance with him.

"Eighth Generation, is there any result?"

Diwu Xuan showed his face in the thick mist and asked.

"No, God of Fire, please help me and expand the power of faith."

The Eighth Generation Wizard begged while dancing.

This guy was getting more and more shameless. The Fifth Xuan had helped him several times before, but it was fruitless and a waste of time, so he stopped helping him.

But every time he talked to him later, the Eighth Generation Wizard would beg him, which made the Fifth Xuan a little afraid of him.

Among all the wizards and leaders, this was the first one who was so shameless to him.

"Solve it yourself. If it doesn't work, add more people. I don't have time."

The Fifth Xuan said, and gave up the communication directly. He was afraid that the Eighth Generation Wizard would take advantage of him.

"God of Fire, I am your wizard. Just once, the last time."

The Eighth Generation Wizard was still shouting, but the Fifth Xuan had already given up the communication and returned to the depths of the thick fog without looking back.

This is not the first time that the Eighth Generation Shaman has said "the last time". Since he stopped caring about government affairs, he has become more and more like an old child.

Now government affairs are basically handed over to Shao, and he has done a good job, especially this time of sending tribes abroad.

Who will leave first and who will leave later, how to distribute the existing interests of the Fire City after leaving, how to protect the existing interests of the tribes that left, etc., all aspects have been done to everyone's satisfaction.

The most important thing is that the interests of the Fire Tribe have not been damaged in this interest reshuffle, but have been improved.

His ability has been recognized by the Fifth Xuan and the Eighth Generation Shaman, and the relieved Eighth Generation Shaman simply moved to the altar and studied long-distance calls every day.

The Fifth Xuan is fine. He has to run to the Chaos World, the twenty-five churches, and the God's Court. He is too busy to listen to the Eighth Generation Shaman's chatter.

Baxia was in a bad situation. Apart from hiding in the Black Water Field a few times, the rest of the time was annoyed by the Eighth Generation Shaman's chattering.

In order to avoid such days, he even had to shamelessly ask the Japanese Shaman to help the Eighth Generation Shaman try long-distance calls.

Facts have proved that this method is feasible, but the conditions for achieving it are also very harsh.

There must be people dancing the sacrificial dance of the other tribe next to the two totems at the same time. The number of people will also vary according to the distance. It can be more, but not less.

The call effect is not bad. Video and audio can be transmitted directly. According to the understanding of the Fifth Xuan, this is a means of achieving it by replacing signals with the power of faith.

The effect is good, but it is not very meaningful, because the Fire Tribe Alliance has the Divine Court and thick fog. Although video and audio cannot be transmitted, it is enough to be able to communicate.

As for connecting with the three generations of the Herb Witch on the other side of the East China Sea, although a few people from the Fire Tribe followed them, it was unlikely that they would dance the Fire Tribe sacrificial dance to the sketch totem, so the efforts of the Eighth Generation Witch were meaningless.

At this time, the Eighth Generation Witch's obsession became prominent. He really did not give up, and even the Fifth Xuan was helpless.

A witch, and an old witch who was recognized, was so willful that even the Fifth Xuan could not do anything about him. He

persisted for another day, until dark when the Eighth Generation Witch let the teenagers who followed him to dance the sacrificial dance withdraw.

The teenagers left the altar, and the Eighth Generation Witch returned to a simple residence he had built next to the altar:

a piece of animal skin as a blanket and a stone as a pillow.

There was also a totem fire on the altar, which was the totem fire of the flint totem. The Eighth Generation Shaman roasted a piece of meat with this totem fire, ate it and prepared to sleep and rest.

He lived on the altar like an ascetic monk. Judging from the situation, he wanted to die on it.

The Fifth Xuan couldn't stand it and suggested building a house for him on the altar, but he refused.

He likes this kind of life. He said that he can feel the presence of the shamans of the Fire Tribe in this way.

After the Eighth Generation Shaman finished eating the barbecue, he lay down to rest as usual, while the Fifth Xuan studied the golden mist in the temple.

Just as he was playing with the little golden mist, the Bull Totem suddenly ran into his yard in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the Bull Totem's anxious look, the Fifth Xuan asked puzzledly.

"The Shadow Totem and the Shadow Tribe ran away."

Niu Totem said.

"Run away?"

Diwu Xuan didn't quite understand what he meant. He looked towards where the Shadow Totem lived. The Shadow Totem was still there.

"The Shadow Tribe, the Shadow Tribe in Donghai City, their tribesmen ran away with the totem stone, running towards the East China Sea. Should I chase them?"

The Ox Totem asked after explaining.

Diwu Xuan finally understood what he meant. He stretched out his right hand and pulled the spirit of Shadow Totem into the courtyard.

"Go to the dense mist and shadow, see where your people are, and ask them what they are doing."

Diwu Xuan said seriously.

Shadow Totem was puzzled, but seeing the serious expression on Diwu Xuan's face, he did not dare to ask more. He immediately transferred his consciousness on the spot and went to the Shadow Totem Stone.

"Buzz."

The dense mist on the totem on Ba Xia flashed, and Diwu Xuan's face appeared on it.

"Eighth generation witch, call the witches and leaders of Shao, Ke, Xin and Huodu over. Something happened in Donghai City."

Diwu Xuan said.

The eighth generation wizard jumped up in surprise, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"The Shadow Tribe took the Totem Stone and ran to the East China Sea. They might be fleeing the alliance."

The Fifth Xuan said.

This kind of situation has happened before, but it was mostly a small tribe, such as the Spirit Totem Tribe or the Ordinary Totem Tribe.

For the Spirit Tribe, the cost of fleeing is too high. They need to abandon the Totem Spirit, which will seriously damage the vitality of the tribe.

Even if they have the Totem Stone, they need to spend a lot of effort to cultivate a Totem Spirit again and let the new Totem Spirit enter the Bright Totem Realm.

The eighth generation wizard widened his eyes in surprise, and then immediately asked, "Is the Shadow Totem Spirit still in the Divine Court?"

"Yes."

The Fifth Xuan gave an affirmative answer.

The Eighth Shaman was puzzled, not understanding why the Shadow Tribe fled when they couldn't take the Totem Spirit away.

"I'll gather them now."

The Eighth Shaman seemed to have returned to his original appearance, with deep eyes and a majestic look.

He immediately walked under the altar, and met the guards on the next floor, so he asked the guards to notify them.

The Fifth Xuan returned to the Temple of God, and the Shadow Totem also came back at this time, and his face was not very good.

"What's the situation?"

The Fifth Xuan asked.

"The tribesmen want to abandon me. They threatened that if I go again, they will smash the Totem Stone and kill me completely."

The Shadow Totem said angrily.

The Fifth Xuan frowned, and his consciousness instantly shifted to the Shadow Totem Stone. Sure enough, he saw the tribesmen of the Shadow Tribe resting on the ice.

He did not speak, but directly transferred his consciousness back to the Divine Court.

"Really?"

Sun Totem had already rushed over to ask.

Diwu Xuan nodded, then showed his face in the thick mist again, and looked at the Eighth Generation Shaman.

"It has been confirmed that the Shadow Tribe members betrayed and took the totem stone to the ice of the East China Sea. It is not certain whether they are fleeing across the East China Sea or moving to the north or south."

Diwu Xuan told the Eighth Generation Shaman the news.

"What is the reaction of the Ox Totem and the Knife Totem?"

the Eighth Generation Shaman asked.

"The Ox Totem notified me, but I haven't seen the Knife Totem yet. Maybe his consciousness is still in the totem stone of the East China Sea City. There is no betrayal in the known news."

Diwu Xuan said, and his eyes swept into the Divine Court. He found that the Knife Totem had come to his courtyard, and he directly asked about the situation.

"My tribe is in Donghai City, there is nothing unusual. Should we go after the Shadow Tribe?"

Dao Totem glanced at the Shadow Totem and asked Diwu Xuan.

"Wait a minute."

According to Diwu Xuan's idea, they must go after them, but they can't be too blind. Since

the Shadow Tribe members can betray, the Dao Tribe members may not be unable to do so. The Ox Tribe members are unlikely to betray, but they are not good at fighting. If the members of these two tribes betray, the situation will be more serious.

However, it does not seem to have developed to this extent at present, and the Dao Tribe members are still in Donghai City.

Soon, Shao, Li, Xin, Chun Wu, Xingchen Wu and other high-level members of the Fire City rushed over, and everyone began to discuss countermeasures.

"The Dao Tribe members are not suitable. Send troops from the Fire City to support them. If you can catch up, then chase them. If you can't catch up, forget it."

Shao gave his own opinion, with a strong distrust of the Dao Tribe in his words.

The loss of a spirit tribe is a big deal for the alliance, but it would be even more serious if something went wrong in Donghai City.

"Let the Sword Tribe go after them."

The Eighth Generation Shaman said.

Shao looked at him in confusion.

"Donghai City will be safer if the Sword Tribe leaves."

The Eighth Generation Shaman's explanation made Shao suddenly realize, and at the same time he blamed himself for not considering it carefully.

It was not just this time that he was not thoughtful, but letting the Ox Tribe go to Donghai City was also a bit inconsiderate.

The Ox Tribe is not a strong fighting tribe. If it was the Sun Tribe or the Wolf Tribe sitting in Donghai City, they would have no worries at all. They could chase if they wanted to, and defend if they wanted to.

But he couldn't be blamed for this. The situation of the Spirit Tribe betraying had never happened before, and no one had thought that a tribe would abandon its own totem spirit.

Diwu Xuan also agreed with the idea of ​​the Eighth Generation Wu. He nodded in agreement and immediately notified Dao Tuteng to order the Dao tribe warriors to go out and pursue.

"Tell your people to guard the city wall. If reinforcements don't arrive, the Dao tribe warriors should not open the city gates when they return. Do you understand?"

Diwu Xuan asked Niu Tuteng.

"Understood. No one needs to believe in it. Just defend the city."

Niu Tuteng agreed and hurriedly transferred his consciousness.