Chapter 62: The Great Sacrifice (4)
Ye Xi's pain tolerance has always been very good, and when he had a heart attack in his previous life, he was afraid that his family would worry, and he always quietly survived the spasmodic pain again and again.
The palm-sized beast core in his right palm gradually melted and burrowed into his heart.
The pain became more and more intense, as if a soldering iron was burning the heart.
There was a terrible howl in my ears.
The other four warriors had already fallen to the ground and were rolling on the ground and wailing.
Ye Xi's knees were weak, his head hung and he was half kneeling in the mud, his face was pale, the green tendons on his forehead burst out one by one, and his teeth were almost bitten off, but he stubbornly did not let out a cry of pain.
In the crowd, the chiefs looked unbearable.
In their hearts, Ye Xi is different after all, he is thin and only thirteen years old, he is still a disciple of Wu, and he has made great contributions to the tribe.
At this moment, seeing Ye Xi like this in pain, his green tendons burst out, but he stubbornly did not make the slightest sound, and he was distressed.
Ye Xi's whole body spasmed slightly, his consciousness began to be in a trance, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his black hair was washed by the rain and wet on his snow-white cheeks, and his left hand sank into the mud as a claw, and the sludge was deeply embedded in his nails.
At this time, Wu finally waved his bone staff in the worried eyes of everyone and picked it up in the direction of the white flame.
The white flame instantly sank into the bodies of the five people like flowing water.
The other five reserve fighters were wrapped in white flames for a moment before being sucked into their bodies.
But when the white flame flowed towards Ye Xi, it was swallowed up in an instant, like a dry and cracked land, greedily swallowing the rain.
Wu Wu's eyebrows moved slightly, looking at Ye Xi, Wu Wen chanted more quickly and intensely.
The white flame that was assigned to Ye Xi suddenly became as thick as a water pipe from the thickness of his thumb.
Ye Xi felt a warm current sink into his body, gently wrapping his heart, greatly relieving his pain.
Ye Xi's eyebrows were slightly loose.
He felt like he was in a state of mystery, unreal, that made him forget everything around him, and just immersed himself in the feeling.
Over time, the other four reservists were transformed into warriors.
Only Ye Xi was left half-kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, and the white flames were still continuously injected into his body.
Ye Xi, who had his eyes closed, couldn't see that a large amount of mist was steaming from the surface of his body, and the effect was even more than that of the five fighters combined.
The few newly transformed warriors closest to him even felt their skin burn because of the mist, and took a slight step back.
The mist filled the air, obliterating every member of the tribe who had participated in the sacrifice, and slowly spreading in all directions, towards the jungle.
After waiting for a while, Ye Xi still showed no signs of successful transformation.
"It's incredible that it took so long to transform. Finally, some clansmen couldn't help but whisper below.
"I heard that Ye Xi got an unknown fierce beast core, how powerful should that fierce beast core be, it took Ye Xi to transform for so long. ”
“...... Is our tribe finally going to produce a third-level warrior?"
At this, everyone's hearts beat violently, and their eyes burst with a fiery light.
Third-level warriors, third-level warriors! Are they going to produce third-level warriors?!
Wu continued to chant Wu Wen, maintaining the posture of holding a bone staff, driving the white flame to keep sinking into Ye Xi's body.
After a long time, a look of shock appeared in Wu's eyes.
He knew that Ye Xi might be using a barbarian beast core, and the transformation must take longer than others, but now Ye Xi's time had far exceeded his expectations.
What level of ferocious beast core is this...... Or is there a credit to the flowers?
The fog sank into the forest, enveloping the creatures of the jungle as well.
On Xiaotu Mountain, Xiao Yixiaote, who was firmly tied to the tree, noticed a heavy fog rising under the mountain, and curiously wanted to lean over to look, but was dragged back by the rattan tied to his body, and he couldn't see the lively two dinosaurs angrily digging the ground with their claws.
Jiaojiao coiled on the tree looked down the mountain, its scarlet eyes could not see emotion, it stretched out its neck and hissed twice, then retracted its head, and leaned back lazily back to the tree.
Not far from them are small flowers, which are now getting bigger and bigger, with flowers up to two meters in diameter.
A pterosaur suddenly landed on the ground near it, and the little flower suddenly cracked a large mouth at the center of the flower, bent the flower head, and swallowed it extremely quickly, crunching and chewing.
......
After about a quarter of an hour, Ye Xi slowly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.
He has finally transformed into a warrior.
Ye Xi, who had regained consciousness, felt that he was full of strength, as if he could make the earth collapse and the mountains and rivers collapse with a single move.
He looked down at his left chest.
It was a fiery red flame mark that was firmly attached to the heart of his left chest like a birthmark.
As Ye Xi woke up, the fog gradually dissipated.
Ye Xi found that everyone was far away from him, and they all looked at him with burning eyes, including the five newly awakened reserve soldiers.
I feel a little inexplicable.
He had no idea how long it had taken him to awaken.
Knock! Knock!
How did this drum beat become a little weak?
Ye Xi looked at the ten hammer drum fighters in the back row, and found that they were gritting their teeth, and their hammer swinging movements became weak, like athletes running a marathon to the last few hundred meters, exhausted.
Ye Xi's gaze turned to Wu, but he saw that Wu was also looking at him excitedly, and the hand holding the bone staff even trembled slightly.
Ye Xi was taken aback, the Wu in his impression had always been calm and calm, and his face did not change even when the sky fell, but now he was so excited that his hands were shaking.
What's going on?
But he closed his eyes, exhaled, and faced the southwest sky again, and began to chant again.
Ye Xi was pulled by an unknown force, and he also looked in the direction in the sky.
After becoming a warrior at this time, Ye Xi felt that this piece of sky was inexplicably attracting him, as if there was something in it calling for his power from afar.
But the rain was still falling, and there were thick dark clouds overhead, and it was impossible to see what was at the end of the sky.
After about twenty breaths, the witch's chanting stopped, and he raised his bone staff in that direction.
I don't know if it's dazzling, Ye Xi seems to see a faint light descending from that sky and falling on Wu's bone staff, but the next moment, the white mark on Wu's eyebrows shines.
At the same time, the white flames in the fire suddenly jumped to a height of three or four meters, and then scattered in all directions, shattering into small flames falling from the sky.
Ye Xi raised his head and looked at the little white flames that were mixed with the heavy rain.
Some flames fall to the ground and burn on the ground for a while before disappearing, while others fall onto people and are instantly sucked into the body.
All the clansmen opened their arms, hoping that they would receive more white flames.
Ye Xi also floated to five or six flowers, and it felt like warm clouds on his skin, and then gently burrowed into his body, which was amazing.