Grace's answer sent Nthod into some thoughts, but the old shaman quickly freed him from those thoughts, "I don't mean to let you deal with Alei. It's a little cruel, but no one here, including me, has the power to stop it. However, there is a purpose to bring you back from your madness. We may not be able to defeat it head-on, but we can help those who can. And you are an indispensable part of it. Enthord, son of the wolf lord, will you help me?"

"My pleasure, in order that our bloodline is not disgraced here, I am willing to offer all that I can. The white wolf got up from the ground and answered the shaman's question earnestly. If nothing else, he is also a bloody warrior, he can't accept that his subordinates and even his own tribe just because a being who came from the story is like a flying insect in winter, he has the courage and determination to fight.

The shaman saw a firm will in his eyes, and that was enough. Even if he pushed Enthord out of the range of the fire at this time, he would still be bewitched again, but within the firelight, this will was enough. So under the watchful eyes of the two shamans, Jinban and Iwaqiu, Lichou slowly took off his clothes. As he took off, he explained his mission to the white wolf, "Next, I will raise the flame, and the light of the flame can bring more people back to their senses like you." But it's not enough to just regain your sanity, and in the middle of a killing game, that little bit of sanity will be washed away. Therefore, I want you to organize those who have come back to their sanity. Ihika and Nishiki will help you, but they are shamans and don't know how to deal with people, and more, it's up to you. ”

"I, understood. Thank you for all that you have done for your tribe, and I will not be dishonored!" said Nthord, kneeling down on one knee and bowing his head to the old shaman. He already had a premonition of how the other party was going to pull up the flames.

After explaining to the white wolf, Lichou looked at the other two, "Not yet, but when there are more sober people, other shamans in the tribe will definitely come to gather here." You know what to do. ”

"I won't be dishonored!" said the two shamans in unison. Iwaqiu stepped forward and folded up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, and bowed deeply, "I wish you all the best." ”

The old shaman didn't say anything more, he looked at the fire in front of him, and his face had a complicated expression that was difficult to decipher. A moment later, the shaman who had guarded his tribe for decades stepped into the flames, his figure quickly engulfed in tongues of fire, but he still made his way towards the center of the flames. After his figure completely disappeared into the flames, the large mass of fire seemed to be infused with tremendous energy, first the diameter of the flame nearly doubled outward, and then the top of the flame jumped into the air, like a pillar of fire that penetrated the sky and the earth!

Fire is the body of a dragon, heat is the majesty of a dragon, and the great light that reflects the whole camp inside and outside is the strongest breath it spits out! In an instant, the figures of the people in the camp who were closer to the fire dragon stagnated to varying degrees. Those facing the flames froze in place, while those with their backs or sides facing the flames also turned their bodies a few seconds later. They all seemed to have found something in the flames, and their bodies approached the fire uncontrollably. This approach stopped about thirty paces from the edge of the flames, where they regained consciousness.

"My people, please listen to me," the white wolf soon began his mission. In fact, as a leader, he is not the type to be good at speaking, and Nthod is more accustomed to showing his determination and ability by showing his determination and ability after making a stand by himself than to promote or emphasize something. But that's not a problem, anyone standing by this pillar of fire will become extraordinarily loud, and just because he's not good at it doesn't mean he can't do it. As the son of the wolf lord, even if he is no longer interested in power, he has already heard too many ways of speaking, which is difficult for him.

The problem was that the White Wolf's camp had already been destroyed at the beginning of the fight, and the earthen wall that defined the border of the camp had long since been breached, and even a large number of walls had collapsed. Therefore, the people in the camp at this time were not all his subordinates, and there were also a considerable number of soldiers from the descendants of other wolf masters, and the first reaction of these people after regaining their senses was naturally to find their allegiance. That's why Lichou specifically instructed Nthod, if these people were allowed to return to the chaos to find their leader, the meaning of the firelight's existence would be greatly weakened.

"People who can still fight form a protective circle to strengthen the edge, and those who are confident in their skills go to pull in those who are outside the protective circle. Be careful, don't get too far off the edge!Get out and get in quickly!I know you care about the lives and deaths of some people, but now is not the time to act on your own, and we must stick together to stand up to what has attacked us. At this moment, there is no one here who is loyal to a certain person, and the people here are all tribal brothers who are connected by blood! Our blood binds us together, and our belief in the spirit of fire binds us together, for the sake of the clan!"

The words of the white wolf sound very reasonable, but after all, they are addressed to the soldiers. As more and more people are pulled into the safety circle under his organization and return to normalcy, it is inevitable that there will be a mix of his siblings, and the heirs of these wolf lords will not listen to Enthord. They knew very well that they were no different from the white wolf, and therefore could not accept why the white wolf was now in charge. Among them, the more radical is the fourth son of the wolf lord, that is, the man with a mustache who was the first to speak, he killed in the crowd with his extraordinary combat skills, and before he was pulled in, he didn't know how many people were hacked to death and injured, and even among the soldiers who put him in, many were injured because of this. His personal strength is above that of the white wolf, and his power is also above that of the white wolf, so he quickly expressed his opinion to Nthord, who was standing by the flames and directing the flow of personnel.

"Fifteen, what the hell is going on?" the fourth son carried a scimitar at his waist, and the jewelry and silk on his body were lost in the chaos, revealing the warrior's fierce figure and momentum.

Enthought was stunned when he saw the comer, and the last person he wanted to see now was the person in front of him. There is no way, the style of this fourth son is too strong on weekdays, and his personal ability is too prominent, except for the wolf master, the white wolf himself can't imagine the other party's obedience to another person. What should we do? Should we persuade him with good words, or should we use the situation to suppress him? Should we be soft? Should we be hard?

The mustache stared at the white wolf for a few seconds, and when the latter did not answer him, he showed obvious impatience, he reached out and grabbed the white wolf's clothes, "I'll ask you again, answer me!"