After the remnants of the Fire Tribe who jumped into the river were rescued, they were taken to a wooden pen and locked up.

After they took away the circular fire totem, those powerful totem warriors never appeared again, and the people who took care of him were all primitives who looked weaker than ordinary primitives.

If it were other tribes that gave birth to such primitive people, they would have been abandoned, but not here.

They live quite comfortably, and occasionally you can see the totem warriors sending some food, and the two groups of people do not love each other, but take care of each other in a clear way.

The remnants of the Fire Tribe, who had come from across the river, had secretly used their totemic powers and found that the fence was easy to destroy, but he didn't, because outside of these weak primitives, there were numerous totemic warriors.

He had never seen so many totem warriors, and even when he saw a child playing from a distance, crying after being bullied, his body actually burst out with hot totem power.

Yes, the totem power of this tribe is very similar to the original Fire Tribe, scorching hot and fiery red, before the old totem of the Fire Tribe did not absorb the totem power of the Grass Tribe, the totem power of the Fire Tribe is this pure color.

This made him very puzzled, and even wanted to try to sense the totem fire of this tribe, so as to judge what kind of connection this tribe had with the fire tribe.

However, no matter how he sensed or asked, he did not get an answer to the location of this tribe's totem fire, and gradually, he had a bold guess: this was a tribe without totem fire or even totem.

"There are no totems...... How did they become totemic warriors?"

His stupid brain couldn't come up with such a complicated answer, but he was still surprised by not being able to sense the totem fire of this tribe.

Farther away, some of the tribe gathered, and they whispered something about something.

Slowly, the deliberations grew louder and louder, and finally quarrels broke out, and even skirmishes broke out.

And the circular fire totem was placed in the center by them, and it was it that the central issue of their discussion was caused.

"Woo, woo......"

The oldest totem warrior among these people spoke slowly, and he said: The Yan tribe cannot lose its glory, we must survive, no matter what the mode.

As soon as his words came out, everyone stopped, and no one answered for a long time.

"Woo woo, woo woo ......"

After a while, someone finally jumped out to object, he said: This totem may be related to the Yan tribe, but it is no longer pure.

The old man listened to his words, and did not open his mouth to criticize, but looked at the round fire totem with some pity.

"Yes, although there is a scorching power in this totem, there is another gentle power that does not belong to the Yan tribe. ”

There was a hint of sadness in the old man's eyes, and his gaze looked at those weak clansmen, who were all children of the Yan tribe like himself, but now they ......

"Woo, woo......"

The old man said: This is not your reason to refute me.

As the words fell, the old man raised the thick wooden stick in his hand and struck at the speaker.

The man was obviously burly and younger than the old man, but he didn't dare to fight back, and he didn't even dare to carry it with totem power, he just protected his head, and his body was bruised and swollen by the old man.

The other tribesmen watched, but no one replied or dissuaded.

When the old man was tired, and the person who opened his mouth was lying on the ground dying, the unilateral output finally stagnated.

"Woo, woo......"

The old man said: The Yan tribe needs totems, totem fire, and witches.

Everyone was silent, and some wanted to speak, but looking at the partner who was still lying on the ground, dying, in the end, wisely chose to be silent.

All the discussions disappeared after the old man appeared, and his will had run through from top to bottom, and no one objected.

This decision turned into news and slowly spread among the tribes, and some of the tribal warriors stayed away from the circular fire totem in disgust, while those weak tribesmen, as if they saw the hope of life, cheered.

The Fire Tribe who was locked in the wooden fence listened quietly to the discussion of these people, and when he heard these people say that the Yan Tribe was going to use the spherical totem stone to ignite the totem fire, the whole person was not good.

That is the totem stone of the Fire Tribe, if it is used by the Yan Tribe, the future of the Fire Tribe......

The Fire Tribe may have no future.

His gaze looked south, and it was the direction of home.

Every time he remembered that the people of the Dragon Tribe rushed into the Fire Tribe and slaughtered wantonly, a flame of hatred appeared in his eyes.

After many vicissitudes and hardships, the fire tribe slowly took root and grew stronger, and in the end, it was still impossible to escape destruction.

He sighed helplessly, an emotion he had never felt before.

In his opinion, the Fire Tribe couldn't stop the attack of the Dragon Tribe totem warriors at the beginning, and those Fire Tribe people who were separated from it couldn't be even better.

Just as he was secretly hurting himself, a familiar feeling suddenly came from not far away, it was...... Totem fire.

"Huh~~~Ha, Huh~~~Ha, Huh~~~Huh~~~Ha......"

There was a rhythmic shout in the distance, as if it was dancing a sacrificial dance, but this sacrificial dance looked much more imposing than the original sacrificial dance of the Fire Tribe.

"Buzz ......"

In the distance, a totem fire scurried, tall and large, far from being comparable to the original fire tribe.

In that flame, the grass-green power was suppressed at the bottom, struggling, but unable to burst out.

Suddenly, a flame shot out from the totem fire, heading in the direction of the remnants of the Fire Tribe, who were locked in a wooden fence.

The Fire Tribe was so frightened that he couldn't figure out what was going on, but before he could see it, a ball of flames had surrounded him.

"Woo woo woo ......"

There were surprised inquiries in his ears, and finally the voices slowly unified, it was the name of the witch, they were calling this fire tribesman, calling him the witch of the Yan tribe.

He turned a deaf ear to the shouts around him, for the moment the flames fell, an ethereal consciousness entered his mind at the same time.

"Woo-woo?"

He couldn't help but ask in surprise, he couldn't believe that the consciousness actually made him feel that it was the former fire totem trying to communicate with him.

In his confusion, a totem warrior of the Yan tribe had already run over, pulled him out of the wooden fence, and brought him to the totem fire.

The old totem warrior stepped forward, and there was a slight chill in his eyes, perhaps because he couldn't accept that this totem didn't choose to find a witch in the Yan tribe.

But he can't help it, the totem has the consciousness of the totem, unless he is killed, it ...... Only compliance.

The old man turned his head to glance at the round fire totem that had newly become the tribal totem, and then his gaze fell on the fire tribesmen.

"Woooo ”

The old man said, "From now on, you are the witch of the Yan tribe."

At this time, the remnants of the Fire Tribe were still in the dark, and he really couldn't understand how he had become a witch.

But he can clearly feel the existence of the totem stone, this is the ability of the witch, he has heard others say, the witch and the totem, always have a special connection.