The Chosen Game

Chapter 435 Tribal Alliance (3 more)
Seeing this scene, the thin old man who was a tribal shaman opened his mouth, but didn't speak. He took a few steps back and stepped aside. He also wanted to see the chosen ones who were summoned by him with the ancestral altar. , How strong can it be.

The chat module between teammates in the team and the chat module between friends can only take effect on the plane where the base is located.

Xin You lowered his voice and instructed: "Be careful when you start, don't break people, once someone is killed, this task will be difficult to do."

Muge also lowered his voice and replied: "Don't worry, I know how to measure."

"What are you still muttering about? Why don't you hurry up and get beaten?" Gula said impatiently.

Muge laughed twice, then walked towards Gula.

Among the three of Xin You, Mu Ge was the tallest, over 1 meters tall, followed by Han Tide, and Xin You was the shortest, only a little over 8 meters tall.

Even the tallest of the three, Mu Ge, is still a lot shorter than the primitive youth Gula, and this is only a comparison of height.

Young Gula was not only tall, but also extremely strong. In front of his explosive muscles, Xin You and the other three were as thin as bamboo poles.

Mu Ge took a few steps forward and stood still 3 meters away from Young Gula.

The greasy wooden table used for eating meat had been removed, and the tent looked very empty. Whether it was Xin You, Han Tide, the shaman of the tribal alliance, or the high-level officials of the tribal alliance, everyone's eyes were on On the body of Mu Ge and the young Gula.

"Gula, come on! Don't embarrass our Black Rock Tribe, even if there is a devil bear standing in front of you, you have to kill it!" A middle-aged primitive man who was stronger than Gula wore a Covered with bone ornaments, he waved his fist thicker than a bear's claw, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Don't worry, father, I will definitely beat this dwarf to the ground." Gula slapped his chest loudly and roared.

When he said this, dense lines similar to tattoos appeared on his skin exposed outside the animal fur coat. These lines were like a red-hot iron, and quickly turned red, and his eyes also turned red. It was flushed red, making him look extremely frightening.

This is... the power of the tribal bloodline totem!
Tribal people worship their ancestors and are good at discovering power from their own blood. Therefore, although their civilization is very primitive, their combat effectiveness is extremely powerful.

These are all the information that Xin You obtained from the memory loaded in his mind by that piece of heaven.

After arousing the power of his own blood, the speed of the young Gula far surpassed that of ordinary people. Seeing him take a step forward, he appeared in front of Mu Ge, then stretched out his hand as big as a cattail fan, and grabbed Moog's arm.

Muge also moved at last. He dodged to the side at random, avoiding the big hand of the young Gula grabbing him. Then, he jumped lightly, and kicked Gula's chest and abdomen like lightning.

With a muffled bang, Gula, who was stronger than a man-bear, was kicked directly tens of meters away. He flew out of the tent, and crashed into a big tree outside the tent in extreme embarrassment. The big tree rattled when it hit, and the leaves rustled.

The whole place was silent, whether it was the high-level tribal alliance inside the tent, or the tribal fighters outside the tent who were looking into the excitement, all opened their mouths wide and were too shocked to speak by the scene just now.

"A little boy who is not even at the hero level dares to be arrogant in front of me. If it weren't for the mission, I would have to kill him!" Mu Ge used the common one in the base, and these natives couldn't understand it at all. Whispering the language in a low voice, he walked towards where Xin You and Han Chao were.

When he came over, those tribesmen gave way one after another. Compared with before, they looked at Xin You and the others with a bit more respect and fear in their eyes.

Gula is the son of the patriarch of the Black Rock Tribe, and one of the most capable fighters in the new generation of the tribal alliance, but he was easily kicked away by this thin and short Chosen One. It's already pretty self-explanatory.

Indeed, as the shaman said, these Chosen Ones are very strong, and they should be able to play a very important role in the next war, helping their tribal alliance to the final victory!

"Son, if my son is killed by you, I will fight you hard!" After a brief silence, the middle-aged man who was stronger than Gula rushed out while shouting excitedly. tent.

"Gula isn't dead yet, he just fainted from the pain!" Outside the tent, a tribal warrior shouted loudly after checking on Gula's situation.

"I, Kazan of the Kaqi Tribe, challenge you!" A strong man who was a head shorter than Gula just now, with blazing flames burning in his eyes, took a step forward.

"Kazan! Don't make trouble for me, get out of here!" the thin shaman snapped.

"Master Shaman..." The strong man lowered his head, with obvious fear on his face.

"Kazan, it's fine if they don't listen to me, but you don't listen to me anymore?" the old shaman said sternly.

"Don't dare." The strong man lowered his head, and after muttering something in a low voice, he retreated unwillingly.

"Want to challenge me? Wait for me to fix this big guy properly." Mu Ge's face also lit up with a fighting spirit.

Xin You grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Mu Ge, forget it, don't worry about it."

Mu Ge hesitated for a moment, but he followed Xin You's order and retreated again.

"Master Chosen Ones, I made you laugh." The shaman walked up to Xin You and the others, apologizing.

Xin You shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

From the memory loaded by Tiandao, he already knew that the so-called tribal alliance was actually a relatively loose wartime organization, which was established two months ago to fight against the aggressive army of the Draghe Kingdom. up.

The entire tribal alliance is composed of 76 tribes. These tribes are large and small. The large tribes have a population of more than 10, and the small tribes generally have thousands of people.

The old shaman in front of him was one of the founders of the tribal alliance, the great shaman of the large Kachi tribe.

Not long ago, the ancestral altar where Xin You and the others descended also belonged to the Kaqi tribe.

Among the tribes that form the tribal alliance, some are relatively civilized and have more or less contact with the outside world. For example, one of the initiators of the tribal alliance-the Kaqi tribe.

Some tribes, who just walked out of the deep mountains, appear barbaric and ignorant, such as the Black Rock tribe where the Gula father and son were just now.

It was not long before the tribal alliance was established, and it has an absolute status in the Kaqi tribe. Even the great shaman, who has to retreat three points from the patriarch, cannot have absolute leadership here. Some of his words are often used by the alliance The patriarchs and tribal powerhouses in the country questioned.

In a blink of an eye, a few hours passed.

It was night, and the sky had completely darkened.

Looking around, there are burning bonfires and torches everywhere, tents one by one, spreading on this flat land with sparse vegetation, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

Inside a thick animal skin tent, the three of Xin You were discussing this time's Heavenly Dao mission.

(End of this chapter)