Chapter 78 The Road Back from Disaster
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
Groups of totem power were absorbed, and totem warriors released their power one by one, causing bursts of noise.
"One hundred eleven... one hundred forty-seven... one hundred forty-nine... one hundred fifty, there are one hundred and fifty totem warriors among the five hundred people."
The Fifth Xuan looked ahead, looking at the bright lights, not to mention how excited he was.
"Yeah..."
Such an achievement, even the little bastard felt proud and did not make trouble.
"Since there are so many totem warriors." The Fifth Xuan looked towards the jungle in the distance, "Then there is no reason to hide."
The moment the totem fire was ignited, the enemies hiding in the jungle had nowhere to hide.
The totem power on them, like fireflies in the dark, always attracted Diwu Xuan's attention, making him instinctively reject them.
Not only the Dragon Tribe Totem Warriors were treated like this, but also the Sun Totem Shaman, whose power also made Diwu Xuan unhappy.
This was a strong and continuous repulsion from the totem's instinct.
"Go in that direction, we're going to enjoy the fun of using the majority to bully the minority."
Diwu Xuan said to the little turtle with a smile, which brought back the shameful memories in the little turtle's heart.
Being chased by groups of tribesmen, groups of monkeys, and groups of rhinos, life was miserable, but now he had a little brother.
"Ang..."
The childish roar already carried a hint of pride.
The tribesmen naturally didn't understand his roar, and just thought that the turtle was congratulating him. The tribesmen didn't care. However, when they saw the turtle began to walk out step by step, they were confused.
"Woo, woo?"
A tribesman asked the Ritu Teng Wu, who was the apprentice of the current witch and had the highest status here.
"Woo."
Without waiting for the Ritu Teng Wu to speak, the old warrior waved his hand, and 500 people followed him, and they set off with the little turtle.
"Look at the gap. Even if there are some of you who can become totem warriors, I don't care."
The Fifth Xuan glanced at the Fire Tribe people who were stagnant in the place with dissatisfaction, and even glared at the Ritu Teng Wu.
There is no harm without comparison. Five hundred people believe in the truth. If they change their beliefs, they may become totem warriors, but they don't.
Look at those rubbish. Even if they believe in that damned Sun Totem, what can they do? They are still useless.
"And that Sun Totem, you will be in trouble when I return."
Although he didn't know the specific situation in the Fire Tribe, the Fifth Xuan could roughly figure out that the fourth generation witch should have used other totem stones to temporarily replace himself.
This was the method the two had discussed back then, to use other totem stones to ignite the totem fire to make the tribe safer, but without belief and sacrifice.
Now the Sun Totem witch knew at a glance that he had sacrificed to the Sun Totem, otherwise how could he have such power.
Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, Diwu Xuan showed the way to the little turtle and headed straight for the enemy's hiding place.
Five hundred people followed closely behind him, and the old warrior adjusted the team from time to time, pulling out fifty totem warriors to form a separate team and let them guard around Diwu Xuan.
"This is the Royal Guard. The old guy is quite perceptive."
Diwu Xuan looked at the old warrior in the totem, showing an expression that no one else could see.
"Buzz..."
Red and blue flames suddenly burst out from Diwu Xuan's body, and the flames shot out rapidly and hit the jungle.
"Dala Gu Ka Wax..."
The enemy finally confirmed that this fire totem was really coming for them, and more than a dozen totem warriors ran away like an explosion.
"Woo woo."
Without any unnecessary dialogue, the old warrior gave an order, and the five hundred people immediately split into small groups, each chasing after a target.
"Kill them all, there's no need to leave any alive."
Diwu Xuan muttered, and then realized that it was useless for him to say anything, and no one else could hear him.
After talking to the little bastard more often, he slowly got into the habit of talking to people
again. "It seems that I can only communicate with the fourth-generation witch after meeting him. This kid didn't even come to pick me up in person."
Diwu Xuan complained unsatisfiedly in the totem, and his eyes looked at the totem warriors who shot out.
From their uncoordinated movements, it can be seen that they lack control over the sudden surge of power, but in just a few ups and downs, this uncoordination has been alleviated a lot.
This is a manifestation of solid basic skills. Only by mastering the power in detail can one quickly adapt after the sudden surge in strength.
"Wuwuwu..."
The Fire Tribe Totem Warrior roared and shot out the short spear. A strand of red and blue totem power wrapped around the short spear and cut through the void, instantly piercing into the back of the fleeing Dragon Tribe Totem Warrior.
"Puff..."
The short spear shot into the back, broke through the front chest, and nailed the Dragon Tribe Totem Warrior to the ground.
"It's too bloody... but he knew to hide his short spear under the arrows. It seems that the surge in power did not take away the warrior's rationality. It's really good."
The Dragon Tribe Totem Warriors, who were not seen for a long time, have been completely solved. The Fifth Xuan could not find fault with this efficiency.
When the little bastard carried him back to the team's station, the Ritu Totem Shaman had already prepared a clean place for Diwu Xuan to live in tonight.
"Are the people of the Fire Tribe so sensible now?"
Diwu Xuan smacked his lips in the totem, his eyes wandering between the Ritu Totem Shaman and the old warrior.
"Woo woo woo..."
A tribesman came to ask the Ritu Teng Shaman what to do next.
"Woo, woo, woo..."
The Ritu Teng Shaman said: Since we have found the Fire Totem, let's go back the same way.
"Woo, woo, woo..."
The man asked about the arrangements for tonight. Diwu Xuan listened quietly. This sentence made him frown slightly.
The Fire Tribe has always been managed by the shaman, and the chief is responsible for administrative management. Since when does it start, administrative issues also need to be decided by the shaman?
Naturally, no one answered his doubts. After the Ritu Teng Shaman told him the arrangements for tonight, he dealt with some administrative issues before sending the man away.
Diwu Xuan looked at the old warrior and found that he had already stationed with 500 people and was ready to rest, as if he had long been accustomed to such arrangements.
"Go live with the Five Hundred People. This place is no longer the original Fire Tribe."
The little turtle shook his head in dissatisfaction, but still walked towards the Five Hundred People obediently. In essence, he was closer to the Five Hundred People, because in his eyes, these Five Hundred People were his younger brothers.
The Sun Totem Shaman looked at the Fifth Xuan who was slowly leaving, his eyes full of surprise and confusion. He could feel the Fire Totem's disgust for him, which he could understand.
But he didn't understand why he still did this after he showed enough piety.
Many people couldn't sleep that night. The old warrior and the Five Hundred People were excited about becoming Totem Warriors or sad because they didn't become Totem Warriors.
The Sun Totem Shaman couldn't understand why the Fire Totem hated him more and more. The hatred in the spiritual power he transmitted was almost undisguised.
The Fifth Xuan couldn't understand when the divine power swallowed up the administrative power.
"Fourth-generation Shaman, are you playing with fire?"
Deep in the totem, the Fifth Xuan murmured while looking at the night sky.