Looking at the quietly rolling rocks in front of him, the middle-aged man's face suddenly tensed, solemnly like a mask.

Immediately, the middle-aged man bowed his head deeply, almost close to the ground, and then he turned around sharply and shouted.

"Wow!!"

"Wow!!"

"Wow!!"

Obviously, their blood has finally revealed their ancestors, that is, in the coming war.

They will carry the gaze of the ancestors who stand behind them, and the courage and faith that their ancestors have given them.

They will be invincible from now on, they will be invincible from now on, and they will completely become the masters of this area.

"Wow!wow!!wow!!wow!!

Changing the previous silence, more than a dozen people present immediately shouted frantically, shouting, as if facing their own gods.

Except for the middle-aged man with a colorful face and a wizard-like face, all the other sturdy men.

All of them let the wounds on their palms expand again, and the endless blood dripped on this land that belonged to their ancestors.

The tick-tock sound, echoing beneath the layer of soil they hadn't heard from beginning to end, was like another little world.

"Wow!!bang..."

With a loud shout again, with endless reverence and piety, the first man fell.

Endless amounts of blood dripped from the man's palm onto the land, and then quietly died of blood loss.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him with compassion, and left this world quietly.

Yet instead of being sad, he looked at the first warrior to die with a sacred expression, an endless reverence.

"Wow!!"

He shouted, frantically raised his hands, and then fell to his knees on the earth, in the direction they were facing.

It happened to be the tall stone tomb, and the long, sprawling hilltop, as if a great ceremony was being performed.

"Wow!!bang..."

He was followed by the second to fall, though he could not have the honor of being the first to die.

But there is no doubt that standing in front of his ancestors, he really has the courage to die for his ancestors beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Wow!!! Bang... Bang..."

There was a second, there was a third, there was a fourth....until the last one, and all that was left was the lonely weird middle-aged man.

There were even tears from the corners of his eyes that could not be concealed, but there was no sadness on his face, but an honor.

Honor their ancestors with the strongest blood of their tribe, with the most fearless will of their tribe.

Only in this way can they have the courage to be on the battlefield, fearless of death, and the will to keep moving forward.

More younger, stronger warriors were born in their tribes, and in this way, a life was born, and a cycle began.

The sun rises, the sun sets, and the lord of the earth is replaced by the moon that is high above.

Looking at the dozen or so corpses in front of him that had completely lost their lives, the middle-aged man saluted again, but silently did not make a sound.

It turned out that in front of him, countless snakes quietly appeared.

They crawled and intertwined, as if they had formed a vast web encircling the dead.

However, they didn't have the idea of fighting wizards, maybe it was the smell of wizards, or the smell of some living people.

So, the wizard just watched the snakes in front of him silently, and silently began his feast.

Until a thumb-sized snake threw two green eyes at him, and then the native snake letter climbed up his shoulder.

The wizard was solemn, kneeling, and thanksgiving, without a trace of abruptness, nor did he cause the little snake to be alarmed.

Then, he got up, looked at the people who had fallen to the ground around him, and turned away, walking quietly among the forests.

It was like a transaction, and it was like a response, and the small snake that was less than a thumb crawled silently on his body.

When Zhou Chen didn't notice it at all, the people who came here to worship finally left in the morning sun again.

The forest returned to its original tranquility, and the snakes were gone, and a few white bones collapsed limply in place.

At first glance, it seems to add a little snow color to this forest, and it is incomparably dazzling.

And under these white bones, there are even more eggshells that quietly reveal a little clue.

Hidden at the bottom of the bones and surrounding stones, they quietly await the arrival of new life and the beginning of a better world tomorrow.

It was more than ten days, and the middle-aged wizard with a colorful face came here again, and behind him, there was no one.

This time, he knelt down in front of the grave of his ancestors again, and snaked forward, as if he had turned into a snake, and crawled in front of the bones.

He flipped it lightly, and several snake eggs that were about to shed their shells appeared in front of him.

After another slight, dozens of snake eggs that were about to shed their shells appeared under the rest of the stones and bones.

He brought with him a boxy box, with an indeed, endless dark lattice that looked like a beehive.

So, under his guidance, these snake eggs finally found their own home, and then moved in.

As for Naxi's bones, which were still white and smooth, they were collected by the wizard and held in his arms like treasures.

When all was done, the wizard knelt down and slowly left the area.

This time, with a good reward and a powerful warrior belonging to his own clan, he will return to that miraculous tribe once again.

The reward will grow into the most irresistible and unstoppable force in the tribe.

As for the warriors, they will sleep next to their ancestors, and in that ancestral land, they have their own place.

Just after he left, the day passed again.

"Boom... Rumble... Boom..."

Another strong roar, another giant standing up to the sky.

Only when you look up will you find that this giant is almost exactly the same as the one who appeared a few days ago.

This time, the giant did not feel the threat of the mountain again, and once again forced his way close for nearly a few miles.

"You're awake!"

The loud roar and earth-shattering words seemed to bring some unspeakable bad luck to this forest.

"Boom... Bang bang bang..."

So, under the gaze of the giant, the original creeping mountain actually stood up at this moment.

The stones on its body are constantly falling off, and the flowers and plants have lost the tranquility of their lives.

With a violent shaking, the endless debris was freed from the ground and fell weakly to the ground.