151 The iron-boned tenderness of the Iron-Blooded Tribe
The tribe of the direct descendants of the Immortal King is the Hellroar Clan, and the Bourkeso are few in number, if not very few. This is especially true of the Hellroar Clan, which is pitifully small in number. But it has a place among the Bourkesan - there is basically no connection between the tribes to rule and be ruled, and there is no unity among the tribes.
But...... Something has been a little weird lately. For example, not so long ago, the New Year, which was the most important festival of the Bourkeso people. Since the introduction of the Immortal King calendar (in fact, it is exactly the same as the Gregorian calendar), until the Immortal King kneels, every 30 years the chiefs of the tribes come to the tomb of the Immortal King, and everyone has a party in front of the ancestral tomb.
The tomb of the Immortal King is a mystery until now, and is only passed down by word of mouth from the chiefs of the tribes, and is guarded by elite soldiers. And the mound is here in Cybertron's tribe, the Hellroaring Clan. So the chiefs of the Frozen Island came with a few of their own horses to make a lot of fun.
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There has never been an intra-clan war similar to a war between the Bourketso, and of course it is a matter of life and death to fight alone. Each clan has its own traditions, culture, customs, costumes, and legends about the Immortal King. The Immortal King is the immortal glory of all the Bourkesos, and the shamans of the major tribes spend the night blessing the soul of the Immortal King, and report to the Immortal King the life, death, glory and duel of every Bourkeso for thirty years. Ask the Valkyrie to give comfort to the deceased, and ...... There is also a more human side.
There is a rule among the Bourkeso that the Bourkeso who died honorably on the battlefield will go to Avalon to receive the grace of the Valkyries, and will forever enjoy the lusciousness of mead and honey and the beautiful passion of battle. But...... There will always be people who want to die in a hospital bed, and such people deserve to go to hell and die.
But he was a great warrior in his lifetime, and he was inevitably unkind. So the shamans began to pray to the elements, offering the sweetest wine in their tribe, the most beautiful gold ornaments, and flattering hymns. It is hoped that the Valkyrie will be bribed so that the souls of the victims in the hospital beds can also enter Avalon.
This New Year, many of the Bourkeso chieftains have happily arrived at the always hospitable Hellroaring Tribe.
Then he was horrified to see the pretty face of the chief's wife with a look of anger.
There are more daring examples, such as the leader of the Shadow Moon tribe, who is the best at using and forging obsidian weapons, the Demon Breaker, the Blood Fiend, and Bukaiso. The cheerful chief asked Chief Yasin (Cybertron's father) who greeted him: "What's wrong with your wife? If she gets angry, we can't beat her." β
"My son...... Probably dead. Yasen said lightly and said, "Maybe he is not dead, we are going to hold a small memorial service for him." β
β...... Don't tease me, how is it possible?" Hearing this, the chiefs of several surrounding tribes gathered together one after another, and asked in disbelief but helplessly, "Is this ...... I've heard that you've been training him since he was a child......"
"Maybe it's too much exercise, I told the damn bitch, she just won't listen! It's okay now......" Yasin laughed miserably and recounted Cybertron's escape from marriage because he was too afraid of the Bulkeso woman, "I don't think it's possible for him to kill the female swordmaster who pursued him with his current ability." In a few years, it's okay to go through a few life-and-death graduate school entrance examinations...... I can only pray that he runs far enough, and his anti-pursuit ability is strong enough. β
"It's not...... We've also seen that female swordmaster, very young and powerful. Lowering his voice, Demon Breaker Hell said, "Hasn't your son been running away for a long time?" I remember that I also helped him cover up, which made the female swordmaster of the frost wolf so dissatisfied that she almost duel with me! Speaking of which...... Hey, frostwolf boy, come out, if Yasen's wife is unhappy, do you still want to have a good holiday?"
"What can I do...... I remember, is your wife's chosen daughter-in-law?" The chief of the Frostwolf Clan was a giant man named Thrall, who looked gentle and spoke in a calm voice. It is said that he used to be a shaman as his highest goal, and it was by chance that he became a chief: "Alas...... Friend, this girl is the youngest sword master ever seen by our clan, and the future is unimaginable. I've seen your son, too, and it seems that you've been tempered...... Not bad. Now, of course, there may be a problem. Runaway...... I think he deserves to die even if he dies...... Ahem, ahem. Of course, your son is another matterβyou are kind to what I just said, and don't tell your wife! I will die!"
β...... Don't worry, it's not more than you, I've dueled with her several times, do you see the wounds on my body?" As he spoke, Yasin pointed to a new scar on his face: "This is why my son ran away, I'm really anxious...... This is also the result of the shaman's healing, which was turned over flesh before the treatment. β
"You guys are really dead??tsk, who made you marry a beautiful wife, you deserve it. Sal snorted, "I think Lai (Cybertron) is the most noble flower in our tribe! I didn't expect it to be taken by you shit! I don't know if it's retribution...... Well, I'm a good guy to the end, I'm ...... This year, let my son take a few good monsters to the world to find your son and our precious Juggernaut. If you can persuade you to come back, you will be persuaded to come back, but you will not be persuaded to come...... Do you need me to get the body back?"
β...... As a chieftain, the duel between the Bourkeso people is sacred, and I cannot decide and I cannot interfere with it. But as a father...... I hope my son is safe and sound, his life is much more important than mine. I am his God, but I can't protect him at this moment, because I can't protect him forever, and he is responsible for the decisions he makes. β
"I understand you. The chief of the Bloodcave Clan patted Yasin on the shoulder, he was the older Bulkeso here. Blind in one eye, it looks like a fighter who fights regularly: "I...... There are three sons, the younger of whom died ten years ago for a lion-headed man he didn't know, but he did the right thing, and he died a glorious death - pray that your son died a glorious death...... Of course, it is better to pray that he is alive. β
"Well, I ask all the tribal shamans to make a wish to the Valkyrie that they will have mercy on his soul. I believe he is strong and great in nature - but perhaps a little radical in his pursuit of freedom. By the way, he also once wrote a poem and composed a song for the Valkyrie. We can't sing, but there's a stirring piece of music to come up withβ"
"No problem. β
"A must. β
"We'll let the shaman be the first to do you a favor. β
"Don't worry, my brother. β