That night, all the warriors of the Vine Tribe ate magic mushrooms. They either increased their strength, speed, vision and hearing. Everyone gained a lot.
The next day, Jiang Xuan led a hunting team into the mountain to find sacrifices for sacrifice.
Jie Jie led people to fish hard by the river, hoping to catch some big fish for sacrifice.
For the big sacrifice, the entire Vine tribe was busy.
But the mosquito tribe far away on the edge of the swamp was shaken again because of a few bird-billed mosquitoes that fled back in embarrassment.
The shaman of the Mosquito Tribe learned about the death of Hua Mosquito and others in the Vine Tribe through Bird Mouth Mosquito.
The IQ of the bird-billed mosquito is not high, and the information it gives is scattered: small tribes, battles, scary vines, and people are dead.
Through these fragmented information, the mosquito tribe witch came to a conclusion: that small tribe was back again, and that terrifying vine killed everyone in the mosquito tribe's hunting team.
Regarding the Vine Tribe, Hua Yi had already reported to them in detail before, including the huge vine.
No one expected that the vine was alive and so powerful.
From this point of view, the first hunting team to arrive at the Vine Tribe was probably killed by the giant vine, but there was also a giant dragonfly at the time. No one knew what happened, and they did not find out clearly later.
The mosquito tribe shaman felt heartbroken when he thought of the large number of bird-billed mosquitoes and the deaths of more than a hundred warriors.
"Witch, what should we do now?"
The leader of the Mosquito Tribe couldn't describe what he was feeling. There was anger, murderous intent, and a hint of unspeakable fear.
More than a hundred soldiers died in that small tribe inexplicably. Except for a few bird-billed mosquitoes, no one was recovered.
The Mosquito tribe witch stared at the flames dancing in the fire pit. Her expression was gloomy and she was obviously undecided.
If you want to take revenge, judging from the current situation, you need the entire tribe to attack, and you may not be able to take down the small tribe in one fell swoop. Even if you take down your own side, you will suffer heavy losses.
But if we don't take revenge and so many people die, the people of the Mosquito tribe will be heartbroken and it will appear that the Mosquito tribe is too weak. In the future, wouldn't any tribe be able to come and bully them?
The mosquito tribe witches were caught in a dilemma and felt a headache about this matter.
In desperation, the mosquito tribe shaman could only say perfunctorily: "You should first send someone to find out what is going on."
"yes."
The leader of the Mosquito tribe has gone out. In this case, he actually doesn't want to send anyone there, but he has no choice but to give an explanation to the tribe.
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While the Mosquito Tribe was hesitant, the Vine Tribe worked hard for two days and prepared abundant sacrifices for the great sacrifice.
These sacrifices include captured large prey, fish, planted vegetables, early-maturing wild fruits, animals from breeding areas, etc.
On the morning of June 19th, the Teng tribe’s grand sacrifice officially began.
The rising sun shines on the stone mountain vines, and the dewdrops in the leaves roll with the breeze, shining with seven colors of light.
On the altar, the three large cauldrons were filled with various vegetarian offerings, while the meat offerings were placed in the center of the altar.
The members of the Vine Tribe, as well as the tourists who were about to join the Vine Tribe, all washed themselves clean, put on their best and cleanest clothes, and stood in front of the altar with solemn expressions.
When the sun slowly rose, the divine vine was bathed in the sunlight. It woke up from its sleep at night, and its whole body began to bloom with green light, and the terrifying vines were flying in the air.
On the right side of the altar, Jiang Xuan shouted: "The sacrificial ceremony begins now!"
Chi Shao stepped onto the altar step by step, faced the stone mountain divine vine, opened her arms, and began to chant the ancient witchcraft spell: ""ㄉㄊㄎㄌㄉ, ㄞㄓㄘㄢㄖ..."
The mantra has a peculiar rhythm, and after listening to it, people's emotions begin to fluctuate unconsciously, and their blood gradually boils.
"Buzz!"
As she chanted, the divine vines on the stone mountain erupted with more terrifying light, and the aura became more and more powerful, making people breathless.
After reciting the incantation to invite the gods, Chi Shao bowed to the divine vine:
"Please enjoy the sacrifice to the God of Fuji!"
As Chi Shao finished speaking, countless roots emerged from the ground, quickly spreading to the altar, and then covering and wrapping all the sacrifices.
Looking at these dense roots, Jiang Xuan's eyelids twitched involuntarily. He had seen with his own eyes how terrifying these roots were.
Not long after, the roots slowly receded. On the altar, only some residues of the three cauldrons were left, and the various meats in the center of the altar were only white bones.
The vines on the stone mountain floated more wildly, and it was obvious that the divine vine was quite satisfied with the sacrifice.
After Shen Teng has finished eating all the sacrifices, Red Shao worships again, and then begins to recite blessing spells.
This time, everyone in front of the altar bowed down. Everyone was nervous and excited because they knew that the climax of the sacrifice was coming!
On top of the stone mountain, countless small vines extended forward, staying on top of everyone's heads, and then twisted continuously.
"Shashasha..."
Different from the previous sacrifices, this time, sheets of juice fell down, as if it were raining
These juices fell on everyone's heads and bodies, and then quickly integrated into everyone's bodies.
In an instant, everyone felt a majestic power integrated into their bodies, their hearts beat loudly, their muscles became stronger, their senses became sharper, and even their blood boiled!
Jiang Xuan's feeling was even more obvious. He was already at the peak of the two-color warriors, but now after being injected with this power by Shen Teng, he broke through directly!
"Three Color Warriors!"
Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed. He picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground and squeezed it gently. The stone immediately broke into several pieces!
Not only Jiang Xuan, but also Uncaria and Stone Loach have become three-color warriors, and Nan Xing has become a two-color warrior, close to a three-color warrior.
Gan Song and others also changed from one-color warriors to two-color warriors.
Other tourists also broke through one after another and became one-color warriors.
The most surprising thing was definitely Jingjie, because he actually broke through from a warrior of one color to a warrior of two colors.
In the past few days, he had received so many surprises that he felt dizzy.
The only exception is Chi Shao. A single vine extends above her head. The color of the dripping juice is different from the others. What she enhances is the witchcraft power!
Chi Shao's eyes were even more breathtaking, and her temperament was even more out of this world. All she had to do was stand there quietly, even without saying a word, which made people involuntarily awe.
At this point, except for the newborn babies, all one hundred and thirty-five people in the Vine Tribe have become warriors!
There is no ordinary person in the entire tribe. This is simply a miracle. If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
In fact, this is also related to Shendou's great strength.
Because after its breakthrough, its strength is equivalent to that of the totem god of a medium-sized tribe.
A medium-sized tribe has a population of at least three thousand, a vast territory and a large population.
And what about the Vine Tribe? There are only more than a hundred people now, which does not match Shendou's strength. Therefore, it is not very difficult for Shendou to make more than a hundred people become warriors at the same time.
It can be predicted that the Gotou tribe will develop even more rapidly, and the development speed will not slow down until the tribe's size is equal to the strength of Shendou.
