The dark cave does not make any sound, because of the special physiological structure, the Red Flame Horn does not need to breathe, and at the same time, it can hide the heartbeat to a very low level.

Chief Gondor, with a solemn expression, bit his thick finger and dripped a drop of blood into Lilith. At the same time, one elder after another also made almost the same action.

The Chiyanjiao people practice the clan system, that is, a special social system with the patriarchal system as the core and blood relations as the link. The opinions of these elders represent the entire extended family, and there is no room for repentance.

After the blood dripping ceremony is completed and the prayers are repeated, the whole sacrifice is complete.

The process is simple, but the hidden meaning is not simple.

Because of this, there is a price to pay with lives.

This was followed by the screening of the fleeing teams.

Suffering has taught them more things, and the Red Flame Horn people have formed the concept of numbers, and by word of mouth, basically everyone knows a little bit of math. The great tribe of 12,000 people will last only ...... Two thousand seeds.

These two thousand people must carry the mission of the continuation of the tribe.

Therefore, the old, weak, sick and disabled are not needed, they must be young elites, elites with reproductive ability!

Because of their long-term dormancy, the natural lifespan of the Chiyanjiao people is very long, up to 500 years. However, due to the harsh living environment, the number of people who can die is less than 1 in 10,000. The majority of the population here are young and middle-aged, old, weak and disabled, and they have been the first to die in various disasters.

In this case, who dies and who lives?

All the tribesmen waited quietly, without any sound or noise. But a gloomy look in their eyes means that their hearts are not as peaceful as they seem.

All living beings are afraid of death, especially intelligent life, who doesn't want to live?

Who wants to die generously?

Since the birth of wisdom, their society has developed for tens of thousands of years, and they have long been less ignorant than they used to be.

They know exactly what it means to die.

Dead, just lying on the ground, motionless, coldly losing all temperature, unable to speak or laugh.

This is death!

A Red Flame Horn man showed a sad expression, and immediately recovered. The other woman showed a hint of fear, and immediately restrained it.

There was also a small child crying quietly in his mother's pouch, but he was filmed down.

Chief Gondor and Elder Ammid were already the wisest and wisest men of the tribe. They think that if it doesn't work like this, it will be exterminated, so ...... That's how it should be.

They trust the decisions of the top.

The upper echelons of these tribes are also in danger, and children are actually the biggest burden, they are still in the growth period and need a lot of foreign food to grow up healthily.

But the children are also hopeful, so they can only grit their teeth and choose these small number of children and their mothers to be in the escape brigade

Chief Gondor chose only his third son as his heir, and all the other children went to war.

The wise Anmid, with a pair of indifferent eyes, scanned that he did not have any children, and with a very fair attitude, he singled out the fugitives one by one, basically one from every small family.

"Huh? Why me? A tall Red Flame Horn man shouted unconvinced: "I want to fight, fight!" Like my father! ”

"Shut up, the tribe needs to continue!" Ammid said indifferently and punched him in the forehead.

The whole body of this red flame horn man suddenly puffed up, but he didn't dare to speak, and his throat sounded "Woolulu". In the end, he could only accept it unwillingly.

The whole selection process took four hours. After that, the tribe split into two teams, and a sense of sadness began to spread throughout the tribe.

Chiyanjiao people have no tear ducts and never cry, but only replace them with a "whine" sound in their throat.

This goodbye may be a parting of life and death. At such a moment, the heart is too big to bear.

"To live, to live!"

The wise man Ammid is in the sand, designing a route for the fugitive brigade, this time, he must travel half a planet to completely cover his tracks.

"Eat!"

"Eat!" Chief Gondor ordered loudly.

The other part of the Red Yanjiao people had already begun to prepare for the war, they took out the food and began to eat, and then began to excrete the internal garbage, only in this way can they improve their physical strength as much as possible and improve their state to the maximum.

A single "Lilith" simply cannot feed such a large population. For this meal, they ate almost all of their food, and some of it was left for the fugitive brigade.

"Let's go!" After resting for a while, and when he reached the scheduled time, Gondor picked up his spear and roared.

"King Kong" is not a social creature, and there are only about 20 of them in total. But when they hunt, they always hunt together as if they had made an appointment.

Therefore, this group of Red Flame Horn people want to take advantage of this characteristic and take the initiative to attack and break through each one.

The nearest nest is fifty kilometers away.

On this low-gravity planet, this group of Red Flame Horn people are walking like flying, mostly jumping, and the speed is up to 28 meters per second!

It was almost half an hour away.

The morning sun was about to rise, and the sky was always dark, just like an ordinary morning. But everyone in Chiyanjiao knows that today may be their last day.

A hot atmosphere spread in everyone's hearts, so many people faced death together, but they were a little afraid.

Once the sun rises and the sun shines in direct sunlight, after another half an hour, the weather becomes very hot.

With an ozone layer and a thick atmosphere, the Red Flame Horn had to remain dormant to survive in the sun for a long time, while also having to block the sun with a large number of scales.

Many of the Red Flame Horns wore thick scale armor on their heads and bodies, all of which were left over from the death of their ancestors, which could withstand both damage and sunlight.

If they move vigorously, even if they do, it will be difficult for them to survive in the heat of one or two hundred degrees for a long time, so they must be solved quickly.

"King Kong is able to communicate with each other from a distance, and when we fight, the others will come quickly, giving the people time to escape. Even if you can't defeat them, hold them back and ...... them all together Die of heat! ”

Chief Gondor waved his tail and gritted his teeth, "Let them feel the strength of the Red Flame Horners!" ”

"Strength!" The others roared lowly.

Soon, digging the ground, putting traps, they were ready.

The wise man and the elder Ammid were the first to act as bait, and the intense fear and excitement made him tremble.

The final battle seemed to remind him of his youthful demeanor, and a large number of strange thoughts arose in his heart: "What will the Father be like after death?" What it's like to die. ”

"Ah, I've lived so long that I've forgotten what my mother looks like...... Mother. ”

All sorts of cranky thoughts flooded through his mind, but Ammid was silent on the surface.

As he walked towards the entrance of the cave, he said kindly to several warriors behind him: "Wait a while, you can run directly, don't worry about me......"

"Also, its weakness is the eyes...... The only weakness. You have to poke it in the eye before you die, do you understand? ”

Several of the warriors looked sad.

The greatest wise man of all time, even talking and laughing at the moment before he died, also gave them a kind of wild courage.

Ammid walked to the front of a dark cavern, shook his hand, and threw a grassroots-like piece into it.

The plant is mildly neurotoxic, but the smell is also particularly strong, and the cave instantly "buzzes" and shakes.

It's as if there is a huge beast that lives underground!

"Let's go, let's go!"

Ammid pushed a few people behind him, and the scales of his whole body stood up like a hedgehog, and shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Come on! Brute! Come on! ”