"Xi, the tribe is angry!"
Amhua Xu held up the burning wood in his hand and walked up to Feng Xi, with an excited smile that was hard to wipe off his face.
"Alli was still complaining to me last time. There are more and more beasts outside. If they could carry fire, they wouldn't have to be so afraid of wild beasts when hunting!"
Hua Xu's hand holding the wood trembled a little, because she didn't understand the true meaning of the "fire" in her hand.
This is the fire that can bring out the tribe!
The flames produced by the fire cannot be brought out of the tribe. Even if the tribesmen set off the flames, the flames will be extinguished immediately once they leave the tribe.
At first, the tribesmen thought it was because the divine fire did not allow them to use fire, but it was not until Feng Xi came into contact with the inheritance of fire that they understood the truth.
Fire is the fire of will, but it is also the fire of law.
Fireworks have spirits. Although they are not as good as real gods, under the sacrifices of the Fenggun tribe, they have also formed an alternative realm of gods.
The place covered by the flame barrier is His legal domain.
But in the end, it cannot compare to the real gods. He was born to protect the tribe's beliefs, but his power cannot exist independently of the legal domain.
This is why the fire caused by the tribe cannot be taken out.
Dead things without spirituality cannot be used as carriers of fire!
What Hua Xu said was not groundless. Flames have a huge effect on the tribesmen in the wild.
The tribesmen who go out for hunting cannot come back in one day, which means that they have to face the dark night.
Night is the domain of beasts, and countless tribesmen who went out to hunt perished in the darkness.
Beasts are naturally afraid of the power of fire. If the tribesmen can carry fire or even make their own fire, then the night will no longer be so dark and scary.
"Amu, making fire is just the beginning, the tribe will get better and better!" Feng Xi comforted him with a smile.
As he said himself.
Making fire is just the beginning.
Flame also represents the beginning of civilization.
If we want to truly allow human beings to stand tall in the wilderness, just having fire is not enough.
There are many things Feng Xi wants to do.
Making nets for fishing and hunting, taming wild animals...
He will lead the hunting Feng Gun to farming civilization step by step. This is what Feng Xi needs to do.
It is also the meaning of inheritance that he practices in the tribe.
"Witches are the leaders of civilization!" Feng Xi said to himself.
…
"I'm back, my power is back!"
The sun was shining high, and suddenly there was a loud and urgent cry that disturbed the peace of the tribe.
"The hunting clansmen are back!"
Feng Xi's heart moved, he stood up and walked out.
But just at the entrance of the cave, he saw the back of Hua Xu running down the mountain in a hurry.
"What happened!"
When Feng Xi saw this, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
According to past tribal customs, after the fire ceremony, the tribe would select the strongest tribesmen to form a hunting team and go out hunting.
The remaining power of the divine fire in their bodies will protect them, allowing them to hunt more and more abundant prey.
And this often lasts for many days. They have to hunt enough food for the tribesmen.
force!
He is the strongest tribesman among the Fenggun tribe!
However, now, just one day after the fire festival, the tribesmen who went out came back.
Thinking of Hua Xu's hurried figure, Feng Xi's heart suddenly sank.
"force!"
I saw that in the open space not far from the fire curtain, many tribesmen gathered together, and a sad mood filled the air.
"The messenger of God is here!"
Seeing Feng Xi coming, the tribesmen all made way for him to come in.
In the middle of the clearing, I saw a burly tribesman lying down, covered in blood, and a huge claw mark on his chest opened the flesh and penetrated three parts of the bone.
At this time, Hua Xu was kneeling next to the tribesman, helplessly watching the tribesman's chest rising and falling less and less in front of him, with a sad look on his face.
"Power!" Feng Xi's expression condensed, and the worry in his heart finally turned into reality.
The tribesman lying on the ground in front of him is the leader of the tribe's hunting team and the most powerful tribesman in the Fenggon tribe, Li.
Feng Xi once saw with his own eyes that he could lift a stone as high as a person and throw it far away.
And even the powerful force has become like this. What on earth did the hunting tribesmen encounter?
Feng Xi glanced around and saw that except for Li, there were no other hunting tribesmen.
This also means...
"Eminem! Let me do it!"
He walked to Amhuash and said softly.
"Xi!" Hua Xu raised his head, with a look of confusion on his sad face.
"I can save him!"
Feng Xi said softly, but his tone was extremely firm,
"Witch, you can save him!"
"witch……"
Hua Xu's expression flickered when she heard these familiar words. She hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up and moved out of the way.
"Li, can you hear me?"
Feng Xi squatted down and asked softly.
"God's envoy... um..." Li opened his eyes with difficulty, nodded hard, tried to get up, struggled a bit, seemed to touch a wound on his body, and let out a muffled groan.
"Don't move yet!" Feng Xi suppressed the forceful movement of getting up with his hands.
"God's envoy, there are so many...so many...beasts!" Li said with difficulty, and blood kept spitting out from his mouth.
"they……"
"I know, don't move yet, I'll save you first!" Feng Xi comforted Li while moving his gaze to Li's chest.
The claw marks that penetrated the bone almost tore his chest open, and Feng Xi could even see the beating heart inside.
Feng Xi understood the severity of this injury, so he relied on his will to hold on with his last breath before returning to the tribe. The purpose was to tell his tribe.
"Beast?" Feng Xi's eyes began to glow with fire.
He communicates with the power of fire in the inner heart of the body, which is the power of witches.
It was also the confidence that gave him the courage to speak out and save people.
Under his fiery gaze, he could see that the wounds on Li's body were emitting a faint black light.
"The breath of fire?" Feng Xi's expression changed. He actually felt a residual flame power from the black light on Cong Li's body.
The other party seemed to be using the same kind of flame.
This kind of flame seems to be more explosive than fire!
What happened to them?
But this was not the time to think about this. Feng Xi stretched out a finger, and a red fire appeared on the tip of his finger.
As soon as the firelight touched Li's wound, a wisp of black air emerged from it, burned by the power of the fire, and contaminated the air.
…
"Ouch!"
Not far from the tribe, more and more wild beasts began to swarm together, slowly forming a beast tide. In the middle of them, on a huge stone, a dog-like beast covered in black and covered with black fire was standing upright.
As if sensing something, he turned his head and looked at the Fenggun tribe with fierce red eyes.
"Ouch..."
