Volume 2: The Waves Are Rising Volume 2 Chapter 20: Wolves

Style: Heros Author: A thought of falling leavesWords: 3661Update Time: 24/01/18 19:54:11
The barbarians looked at each other, knelt down in front of the stone statue at the same time, and shouted:

"Ah Luo coax!"

They firmly believed that what happened just now was because of the will of the true God, and what they shouted was their respectful name for the true God.

Looking at the actions of these barbarians, Bu Xiaotian felt a little confused. Is there really a desolate god in this world?

Looking at Letian aside, he saw that Letian was also looking at him. The two of them looked at each other without saying a word, watching quietly as the barbarians around them knelt down and shouted to the stone statue they had just carved.

After a long time, several barbarians calmed down their excitement and stood up.

All the barbarians present looked at Bu Xiaotian and Letian with burning passion and reverence.

Looking at the eyes of these barbarians, Bu Xiaotian believed that even if he and Letian asked them to die now, they would not hesitate at all.

It was really uncomfortable to look into such eyes. Bu Xiaotian turned his gaze and looked at Letian again, saying:

"It's still early, let's make something else!"

"good!"

Lotte was also a little unaccustomed to the barbarians around him looking at him like this, so he nodded quickly.

So the two found a few stones a little further away from the stone statue and started making some stone bowls and pots.

The barbarians saw their actions and immediately came to help, but they did not have the skills of the two of them, so they could only help the two of them choose suitable stones.

Soon a hill-like pile of rocks was piled up in front of Bu Xiaotian and Letian, and both of them were a little confused as to what to say.

Are they going to be used as coolies?

Fortunately, the barbarian boy saw the helpless looks in their eyes and immediately understood what they meant, and quickly shouted something to the barbarians who were still moving rocks here.

After hearing what the young man said, the barbarians looked at the high pile of rocks in front of Bu Xiaotian and Letian. They were a little embarrassed. They quickly threw down the stones in their hands and ran over to move most of the stones in the pile. Go away, leaving only some of the stones with the best texture.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was already setting in the blink of an eye.

At this time, a lot of momentum in front of the two people had disappeared, replaced by hundreds of stone pots and bowls, and nearly a hundred sharp stone knives. Even if one was given to everyone in the tribe, it was more than enough.

In order to prevent these stone knives from being damaged too easily, Bu Xiaotian and Letian specially tempered them with their true energy, and they were more careful than tempering other things.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two stood up and prepared to go back.

The barbarians also knew what the two meant, and four of them quickly stepped forward to put the stone bowls, pots and other things together on the ground, each holding a large pile.

Bu Xiaotian and Letian originally wanted to help get some, but the barbarians refused to let them do heavy work.

The two had no choice but to walk in front of these barbarians empty-handed, heading towards the tribe.

In this way, Bu Xiaotian and Letian walked in front, followed by four barbarians carrying the statue, and finally three mature barbarians and a young barbarian followed, each holding a lot of things, and left here.

On the grassland in front, half of the bloody setting sun has disappeared below the horizon, and the remaining half dyed half of the sky red.

When they returned to the tribe, night had fallen.

As they got closer, Xiaotian gradually realized that something was wrong.

In the past, the tribe should have been peaceful at this time, but now there were faint shouts and cries, even mixed with the sounds of beast roars.

"Something happened to the tribe! Leave quickly!"

Before Bu Xiaotian had time to say anything to Letian, Letian hurriedly said something to him, then directly raised the magic weapon and shot it towards the tribe in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Bu Xiaotian did not hesitate, unsheathed the sword behind his back, jumped up, and stepped on the sword body to turn into a stream of light and go straight to the tribe.

It is still quite a long way from the tribe. Bu Xiaotian and Letian have good cultivation and can vaguely hear the voices in the tribe, but the barbarians who are traveling with them cannot.

Seeing Bu Xiaotian and Letian flying away one after another, they were still marveling and admiring. They just thought that they thought they were walking too slowly. They didn't expect that there was something wrong with the tribe.

However, they still quickened their pace and chased towards the tribe.

When Bu Xiaotian and the others rushed back to the tribe, they saw a large group of wild wolves surrounding the tribe, and the sound of howling wolves kept coming.

The barbarians in the tribe stood on the edge of the tribe, confronting the wolves. There were men and women, including all the old people and some half-grown children.

Although some children had frightened expressions on their faces from time to time, no one took a step back.

In order to protect their homeland, everyone mustered up the courage.

The old priest stood at the front of a group of people. There were the largest number of wolves in this direction.

Although he forced himself to cheer up, he still couldn't hide the weakness and worry on his face.

Seeing two streaks of light speeding towards him, a glimmer of hope appeared on the old priest's face.

Bu Xiaotian and Letian landed directly in front of the old priest. Seeing the two people appearing in such a magical way, the dozen or so barbarians behind the old priest were all refreshed.

Not caring about politeness, Bu Xiaotian asked directly:

"What's going on here?"

The old priest looked at the two people, breathed a sigh of relief, and replied:

"It's a pack of wolves. I don't know why, but all the wild wolves in the area are here!"

"Ouch——"

Before the two of them could ask any more questions, a long wolf howl suddenly came from behind the wolves, which spread throughout the tribe.

The pack of wolves that originally surrounded the tribe seemed to have received the order, and they roared to the sky and rushed towards the tribe.

Seeing the movements of the wolves, everyone tightened their grip on the crude weapons in their hands, and even took the initiative to move towards the wolves.

Within a moment, the barbarians who rushed out were fighting with the wolves.

The barbarians were indeed born warriors. As soon as the two sides fought together, several wild wolves died in their hands.

The dying cries of wild wolves could be heard from time to time around the tribe.

When the barbarian group was fighting with the wolves, Bu Xiaotian and Letian also took action.

I saw the long sword in Bu Xiaotian's hand turning into hundreds of sword shadows and rushing into the wolves, clearing the wolves in front of them in a moment.

Lotte's jade ruler also turned into a white light and flew into the wolves in the other direction. Wherever the white light passed, it brought bursts of blood.

With the help of two people, the wolves suffered heavy losses. Seeing their companions dying, the remaining wolves did not even have the strength to resist. They suddenly shrank and did not dare to step forward for a while.

Just when the wolf pack's attack was stalled by the power of the two men, the first wolf howl came again.

The wolves that had stopped for less than a moment immediately rushed forward again and quickly mixed with the resisting barbarians.

It's hard for Bu Xiaotian to use "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" now. After all, he can't accurately control every sword shadow, and it's easy to accidentally injure him.

The situation on Lotte's side was similar. The wolves were extremely cunning and took advantage of the opportunity to deal with the barbarians to avoid the attack of the jade ruler.

Afraid of hurting the barbarians mixed in with the wolves, the two couldn't help but slow down their movements.

Taking advantage of the two people's intimidation, the wolves suddenly gained the upper hand. Many people had been bitten by the wolves, and several others had died under the siege of the wolves. .

At this moment, the old priest who had been motionless suddenly made a move.

I saw the old priest holding up the cane made of unknown material in his hand and chanting an unknown spell loudly in the barbarian language.

After the old priest finished singing, a mysterious power fell from the sky, landed on the cane he raised high, and quickly spread to the surrounding areas.

With the emergence of this mysterious force that Bu Xiaotian and Letian cannot understand, this force is vast and vast.

When this mysterious force covered them, the strength of all the barbarians suddenly surged and they became more brave.

On the other hand, the besieging wolves seemed to have had half of their strength suddenly taken away, and even their attacks seemed a little weak.

The situation turned around in an instant.

But while everyone was fighting back excitedly, no one noticed that the old priest's already pale face became even paler, and the arm holding the cane was trembling slightly.

Suddenly, the old priest seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the cane fell from his hand, his whole body shrank, and he knelt on the ground.

The mysterious power also disappeared at the same time.

"Gangduo!"

The barbarians near the old priest who saw this scene screamed and immediately ran over to help him up.

The old priest looked around. Although the tribesmen were still fighting hard, they had lost the blessing of the mysterious power and they could no longer gain the upper hand.

Seeing a clan member injured or even dead among the wolves, the old priest's face finally showed a look of despair.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A mysterious force that was exactly the same as the one summoned by the old priest suddenly surged from a distance, and was even several times stronger than the power that the old priest had summoned before!

Feeling this sudden power, the old priest's eyes burst out with astonishing light. Regardless of his injuries, he struggled to bow down in the direction from which the mysterious power came, shouting:

"Ah Luo coax!"

Bu Xiaotian and Letian discovered that the old priest had collapsed when the mysterious power disappeared, but in order to protect the barbarian warriors who suddenly lost the blessing of the mysterious power, they could not get away.

Feeling this sudden mysterious power at this time, Bu Xiaotian and Letian were very surprised.

The two of them looked at the direction where the power was coming from, and saw a few figures faintly approaching the tribe in the night.

But it was the barbarians who had been left behind by them before. The source of this mysterious power was the statue they were carrying.

When this mysterious force appeared, the surrounding wolves no longer dared to continue besieging the barbarians. They turned around and ran in the opposite direction in horror.

In less than a moment, all the wild wolves around the tribe had fled.

Without the surrounding wolves, the power faded like a tide.

Soon all the barbarians gathered around the old priest, worriedly asking about his condition, and looking at the few people walking in the distance from time to time.

Soon, eight barbarians, seven large and one small, walked into the tribe.

The four barbarians carrying the statue in front carefully placed the statue on the ground with extremely pious expressions on their faces.

After they put the statue down, the old priest slowly walked to the stone statue with the support of the tribesmen. He watched the stone statue slowly kneel down on the ground and bowed to the ground.

The other barbarians also followed and bowed to the statue, still shouting:

"Ah Luo coax!"

After a long time, the old priest slowly stood up.

At this time, his face no longer had any sadness, it was full of relief and joy. Looking at his face glowing red, it seemed that the previous injuries no longer existed.

The old priest turned around, bowed to Bu Xiaotian and Letian who had been standing here, and said:

"Thank you very much! Let the true God's favor return to our tribe!"

All the barbarians made the same movements and said words of gratitude in the barbarian language.