Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 509 - Invasion



Chapter 509
Invasion

The skies had not brightened. At this point, the guards had not switched shifts yet. The ones who had been on duty all night were tired. The next shift probably hadn’t woken yet. The slave masters’ birds that usually circled the skies were not up either.

When Shao Xuan and the rest arrived by the forest borders, the night was slowly fading into morning. The birds in the forest were slowly starting to chirp again.

Ao looked at Zheng Luo. When Zheng Luo nodded, Ao raised an arm and the people within the forest sprinted out like lightning, though treading lightly so there was only the sound of shaking grass and flapping clothes.

The troops sprinted towards Wanshi at high speeds. The Wanshi guards weren’t useless either. Ever since the Flaming Horn’s fire seed showed abnormalities, they had been on alert. While they were tired, it was impossible for them to not notice the troops.

“They’re here!”

One shout plunged the quiet village into chaos.

The sound of shrill bone whistles pierced the silence of the morning, filling the air with danger.

Shao Xuan felt like he was holding up the ocean walls again. At the time, he was mostly borrowing his ancestor’s powers. Now, his ancestors couldn’t help him. He fought with his own abilities.

Survival was as such. It was a dog eat dog world.

Behind the veil of peace, there was the price of blood and killing. It was the most primitive rule.

After being in the tribe for so long, Shao Xuan had gradually assimilated into this large organisation. He was one with Flaming Horn. He was not alone, he had many people behind him. He wasn’t fighting for himself, he was fighting for the people hiding in the shelters right now. And also for the lost glory of the Flaming Horns.

I am a Flaming Horn tribesman.

I fight for my tribe!

His blood surged with excitement, and within his mind, totemic flame roared and rolled. The totemic patterns on his skin crept like vines. Beneath the purple patterns, a dim purple glow flowed within.

The Wanshi warriors watched him in horror. He was attacked by a large group of people, yet he was not at the disadvantage at all. It was a one-man show, every hit was packed with so much power. Yet this person was like a fish, dodging the endless blades and fists coming at him without fear.

After Shao Xuan, the Flaming Horns also arrived, They were sent over the walls in the same method, participating in the battle.

The walls were tall, they could block out many problems. Perhaps Wanshi never considered the Flaming Horns could hurl their own tribesmen over the walls.

Blood stained the morning red, the morning breeze was filled with bone-chilling killing intent.

All the living organisms nearby ran for their lives.

When Flaming Horn arrived, Wanshi’s chief and hunt leaders also appeared.

They had already known Flaming Horn was going to invade so Fei Ji wasn’t exactly surprised. However, he couldn’t help but rage when he saw what happened. During his reign as chief, Wanshi only attacked other people, never the other way round!

Chief Fei Ji stood high above, glaring at the battle with widened eyes. A cold glint in his eyes, he gave a deafening cry, “KILL THEM ALL!”

Before his cry ended, Fei Ji’s men leapt forward and sprinted towards the battlegrounds. The roaring winds resembled war drums.

Behind Fei Ji, more people charged into battle.

Two tribes, two different energies, neither willing to step aside for their other. Like two swift currents, they crashed into each other and formed countless eddies and swirls. Even the wind seemed to lose its direction.

 

 

 

 

 


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