Chapter 513 The Sky That Holds Up (Third Update, Please Vote)

The traitor ran away.

The news from Donghai City has been confirmed. The three rebellious tribes took the food and weapons from Donghai City and set foot on the ice and headed eastward.

The God of Fire is about to return from Donghai City, and all the spiritual witches of the Fire Tribe also set out from their respective cities to attend the funeral of the eighth generation witch.

The only surprise was the Japanese witch Xin. She did not choose to attend her father's funeral, but ran to Donghai City in the wind and snow. With her were the leader of the Fire Tribe and the leader of the alliance.

At this time, all the leaders and witches of the Fire Capital gathered together again. They all stood under the altar, looking at Shao climbing up the platform step by step.

He went to meet the God of Fire to plead for the three totems and the old and weak.

No one was optimistic about him. The God of Fire had long said that three totems would be buried with the Eighth Generation Shaman. It was not easy to go back on one's word.

And it was well known that the God of Fire and the Eighth Generation Shaman had a deep relationship.

Shao was also a little nervous. He didn't communicate much with the God of Fire. Although he had been praised by the God of Fire, they had never communicated privately.

This was the first time they met alone. There was no Eighth Generation Shaman present, no Shi or anyone else.

But he knew that the God of Fire had shown goodwill, otherwise the God of Fire could have come back at any time, instead of waiting for him to deal with this side almost completely before choosing to return.

In front of the last altar, he adjusted his state and walked up slowly.

"Bang."

As soon as he walked up, Ba Xia gave him a warning, and then he saw the face of the God of Fire appear in the thick mist.

"The ninth generation of witches."

Diwu Xuan said, his voice was not full of emotion, Shao could not tell whether it was good or bad.

"God of Fire."

Shao knelt on the ground and paid homage.

"Get up."

Diwu Xuan said.

Shao stood up, lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of him, and did not choose to look up and look at Diwu Xuan.

This is an attitude, and also a respect for the God of Fire.

"There is no need to be like this. My communication with witches has always been casual."

Diwu Xuan said.

Compared with the short witch and the second generation witch of that year, he felt that the witches behind him were respectful enough to him.

"Yes, God of Fire."

Shao was still a little reserved. He didn't know how to communicate with the God of Fire.

He liked to make plans for everything, but this was the only thing he had no idea how to do.

The Fire God undoubtedly stood at the commanding height of the entire Fire Tribe Alliance. His position was unshakable in both the alliance and the Fire Tribe, but what he did went against his consciousness.

"I need you to give me a reason, about the three totems, about your philosophy: let there be no tribal distinction in the alliance."

The Fifth Xuan said.

Shao straightened his back. This was the information he got from the Eighth Generation Shaman. The Fire God did not like the weak. Those who were timid and shrinking would only be hated by the Fire God.

"The Knife Totem, Shadow Totem, and Horse Totem did not betray the Fire God. They were betrayed by their own people and were victims."

Shao said.

"I know, I'm just venting my anger, venting the anger for the Eighth Generation Shaman."

The Fifth Xuan blocked Shao's mouth with a word, making his thousands of thoughts disappear into ashes, and he had no idea how to respond.

"Change your reason."

The Fifth Xuan said.

"The alliance needs these three forces. The Sword Tribe is good at fighting tough battles, the Shadow Tribe is good at assassination, and the Horse Tribe is good at charging. They all have their own roles."

Shao said again.

The Fifth Xuan nodded and looked back at the three spirits bound by the thick mist. They were waiting for the Fifth Xuan's judgment.

"The reason is very sufficient, but it doesn't matter. There will always be someone to replace them. I think the Wolf Tribe doesn't mind temporarily helping the tribe transport goods, and the Fire Tribe warriors can prove to me that they are also good at fighting tough battles. As for assassination, this will remind me of the Eighth Generation Shaman, which will only make me more determined to kill them."

The Fifth Xuan denied again.

"Find another reason. This is your last chance."

Shao swallowed his saliva. He was a little nervous. It was indeed as the Fifth Xuan said. Nothing in the Fire Tribe Alliance was indispensable, except the God of Fire.

"I need them."

Shao had to say what he really thought: "I need the support of these three tribes. I need to show a gesture: I can protect everyone in the Fire Tribe Alliance as long as they submit to me."

"What about me?"

Diwu Xuan suddenly asked: "Do I have to submit to you too?"

Shao was frightened by Diwu Xuan's words and quickly knelt on the ground, with his palms and elbows touching the ground and his forehead touching his fingers.

"Fire God, I didn't mean that, you know."

He said sincerely.

"Of course I know you didn't mean that. I just want to remind you not to be blinded by power. That will lead you to a road of no return, and it will also lead the Fire Tribe Alliance to a road of no return. Remember the lessons of the six generations of leaders."

Diwu Xuan looked at Shao who was kneeling devoutly in front of him and said softly.

"I understand, Fire God."

Shao raised his head and replied.

"Then answer my next question, why should there be no tribes in the alliance?"

Fifth Xuan looked at him with deep eyes.

"Because only in this way can you become the only faith and the true supreme existence of the Fire Tribe Alliance. I think the Fire God Cult is not enough to make you a god, and you also need the establishment of the entire tribal system."

Shao spoke out all his thoughts in one breath, and then he saw Diwu Xuan frowning and thinking.

After a long silence, Diwu Xuan nodded.

"I agree with your idea. Unless disasters are used to continuously increase the piety of believers, your method is also a path that can be explored."

Diwu Xuan did not want to do what Shao said, but in his opinion, the time has not come yet.

Fire City has been established for more than 20 years, and many elders in the tribe are still there. They are accustomed to a lifestyle of one tribe, one totem, one belief, and one power.

This is very difficult to change. It is the law of survival that has continued for countless years in this world.

The tribesmen rely on totems to gain strength, and totems protect the tribesmen to gain faith. They are connected to each other, but they all exist relatively independently.

Whether it is the Ice Bear Totem, the Seedling Totem, or the Dragon Totem that has been driven away, none of them have changed this way.

This is the deep-rooted way of survival in this world, and now Shao wants to break it, but the Fifth Xuan thinks that the time has not come yet.

"I also see the efforts you have made for this, including those children. You have cultivated them very well. If you wait until their generation grows up completely, maybe it will be easier to do this, but now you will face great resistance."

The Fifth Xuan expressed his concerns.

From the current point of view, Shao is a good wizard and a powerful wizard. He does not want this wizard to get the same result as the eighth generation wizard.

"With your support, there will be no resistance."

Shao said with his head down.

Diwu Xuan was silent. He looked at the three totems again, and his eyes stayed on Shadow Totem the longest, which frightened Shadow Totem and made him dare not look at him.

"You know that totems will affect the tribesmen."

Diwu Xuan said.

Shao was very smart and immediately understood what Diwu Xuan meant: "But they will not let the tribesmen betray themselves."

"But they can pass on the heart of freedom to the tribesmen."

Facing Diwu Xuan's words, Shao was speechless.

"The human heart is the most difficult to guess. I hope you don't get lost on this road."

After Diwu Xuan finished speaking, his consciousness slowly entered the God's Court, and the face on the thick mist disappeared.

Shao kowtowed again. Although Diwu Xuan said nothing, he knew that the God of Fire supported him.

Thank you, the God in my heart... He said silently in his heart.

Turning back, Shao walked towards the altar. He wanted to announce to these people that he had the full support of the Fire Totem.

Just like all the witches before him, the Fire Totem held up the entire sky for him, the ninth generation of the Fire Tribe witch.

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"Stay away from me."

Xin said angrily to Hao, pushing away the roasted animal meat Hao brought up.

The animal meat fell to the ground, Hao picked it up, shook off the white snow on it, and carefully picked it up with sackcloth.

"Take a rest."

Hao said.

"Go and rest by yourself."

Xin said, swallowing the dry food in her hand, and speeding up again.

She ran on the snow, her speed was as fast as a horse.

He took a deep breath in the back, summoned the power of the totem, made the totem spirit appear, and with the help of the power in the turtle shell, chased after Xin's pace.

His speed was not slow, but he was too tired.

With the help of the sea-blue power in the turtle shell, he was not physically tired, but after three days of sleepless nights, his spirit was abnormally tired.

This time on the way east, it was only him and Xin.

He wanted to bring some troops, but Xin didn't want to. She was eager to catch up with the Shadow Tribe team and avenge her father.

If the fifth Xuan held up the sky for the witches and leaders of all generations, then the eighth generation of witches held up the entire sky for Xin.

She has been abnormal since she was a child, whether it is her appearance or the color of her hair and eyes, she is different from the people here.

When she was young, many people would laugh at her, even though she was the witch's child, and there were children from other tribes who laughed at her.

Every time, no matter how small the matter was, no matter how busy the Eighth Generation Witch was, he would stand up for Xin.

Whether criticizing the parents of the children, or directly criticizing those children, every time Xin had to nod before the Eighth Generation Witch would stop.

Everyone knew that the Eighth Generation Witch did things without any selfish motives, except when it came to dealing with Xin.

She was the Eighth Generation Witch's selfish motive, but she failed to protect her father, and she blamed herself for it.

So she ran around without sleep, running desperately towards the direction of Donghai City.

Time passed as she ran, and only by running hard, hard, and hard again could she not be so sad.

This was the only thing she could do, and she didn't care about anything else.

After running like this for ten whole days, she finally couldn't bear the fatigue in her body, fell in the snow, and fell asleep.

The strong wind brought snowflakes down on her body. When she was about to be buried, a figure finally walked out from the wind and snow.

Yes, Ke, he finally came.

"Are you asleep? It's good that you are asleep."

Ke dragged his tired body to the side of Xin. He wanted to help Xin brush off the snowflakes on her body.

But as soon as he stopped and stretched out his hand, he could no longer hold on. He fainted and fell on Xin.

The snowflakes fell and covered the two people, and soon buried them in the snow. From a distance, it looked like a lonely grave.