Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 195



Chapter 195 – No idea

Translated by Lesyt Team

Edited by Ilesyt

Many people went there, but some didn’t follow. Instead of fighting against the ferocious beast, they cherished their own lives. Even though they hesitated for a while, after hearing the roar, they knew the men who had gone there suffered a bad fate.

They felt they were fortunate that they didn’t follow them.

Taking a deep breath, the men hiding in the bushes were happy they made this choice.

Having sneaked close to them, Shao Xuan jumped from the branch and slashed with the sword in his hand.

Another man died.

Shao Xuan struck him again, looked at the man ceasing to breathe on the ground, and then swung the stone sword to get rid of the blood on it.

The man on the ground was the leader of the fourth team of the Wan Shi tribe, which was ordered to enter the forest. Different from the previous few men, this man was a senior totem warrior. Thanks to the dire bear, his several attacks were weakened.

Although the Wan Shi tribe had a bad reputation, its warriors had to be powerful that they could be considered a group of strong warriors in the central region. Compared with junior totem warriors, senior totem warriors were much more difficult to deal with.

There were wounds on Shao Xuan’s arms, and legs. Only the part from the waist to the knees, which was covered by animal skin clothes and pants, did not bleed heavily. The last strike also did not make Shao Xuan bleed.

Moving aside the animal skin clothes that were cut open, Shao Xuan looked at the specially sewn shirt inside. The shirt was made of the skin from that special insect that had shed it off. He had gotten the skin when he followed Chacha to Eagle Mountain. This shirt had protected him from the most dangerous strikes.

When Shao Xuan had picked up the insect skin, he had never thought it would save his life.

However, although he was protected from the lacerations, he got many inner wounds. Several of his ribs were broken.

Quietly looking at the man on the ground, he felt there were many internal injuries in his body caused by the bloody two day war. After this, Shao Xuan knew that he was still not strong enough, and he couldn’t look down on anybody. If there had been two more senior totem warriors, the result would have been different.

The smell of blood filled the air. Shao Xuan touched the wound on his arm, looked at the sky, and walked into the woods.

Few people were still alive.

He didn’t go far and saw the warriors of the Wan Shi tribe escaping in different directions. Holding the sword, Shao Xuan rushed towards them attacked them.

One… two… three…

He had been awake for two days and a night. If he hadn’t been strong enough, he couldn’t have persisted until now.

When the sun began to go down on the other side of the mountain, Shao Xuan’s body was tainted with blood, carrying his sword, he moved in the direction of the old haunt.

The sword left by his ancestors was made of high quality stone. But after several battles, there were many marks left on the sword inevitably. There were many gaps of different sizes on the blade, so Shao Xuan planned to find a good grinding stone to sharpen it well.

In the air, Chacha looked around alertly. Although most of the loathsome men had been killed, they still had to be alert. Right now, Shao Xuan was out of energy.

Looking at the erect stone not far from him, Shao Xuan walked over, and put his bloody palm on the part of the stone that had been stripped of moss. His palm was put next to the words “Flaming Horns”.

Taking a deep breath, Shao Xuan sighed and withdrew his hand. He caught a fruit that Chacha threw to him and ate it to wet his dry throat. He found some herbs to smear his wounds. Rubbing his painful chest and stomach, he wondered how serious the internal injuries were.

Looking around, Shao Xuan quickly walked towards the direction of the fire pit, the center of the old haunt.

….

The chief of the Wan Shi tribe looked worried and stood on the border. He looked in the direction of the forest. Next to him, the shaman was also quietly standing there, also looking anxious.

Since yesterday, warriors had been coming back from the forest one after another. All of them were wounded and looked depressed. They didn’t bring back any useful information.

Some people said that they were scared off by ferocious beasts. Some people said that they were chased and injured by something hiding in the forest. No matter why they were injured, members of the Wan Shi tribe were worried. Their joy brought by the victory of the war against the other tribes disappeared.

In front, another man staggered back, and the leader asked a few men to bring him here.

“How many?” The shaman asked.

“The sixth.” The chief looked angrier.

More than a hundred men had entered the forest but now only six of them came back! Moreover, no teamleader came back!

None of the Wan Shi beasts came back!

Looking at the man being brought over, the chief strode towards him.

Seeing the face of the chief, the man shivered violently. Having already been scared in the forest, he saw the chief look angry so he was very frightened.

The chief ignored his shivering and asked him a few questions. These questions were the same he had asked the other few warriors. However, the other few warriors and this one had the same answers.

Who was the opponent?

Oh, no idea.

What did the opponent look like?

Oh, no idea.

Is the opponent a man or a ferocious beast?

Oh, no idea.

More than a hundred warriors had entered the forest, but finally less than ten came back. What’s worse, no one knew whether the opponent was a man or a ferocious beast!

When the chief was furious, he usually beat the man directly without saying anything. This time he directly kicked the man.

He kicked away the man who was kneeling down in front of him. Turning his back on the man, the chief rushed back angrily.


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