The Earth People are so Fierce

Ye Zi struggled to stand up.

But he was hurt so badly. Just as he straightened his chest, he felt like the sky was spinning, and the whole person staggered and fell backward.

Fortunately, waving his hands wildly, he caught a stiff thing.

It was the thigh bone of a totem beast. The black bone blade was polished and inserted obliquely into the chest of Uncle "Missing Front Teeth".

Ye Ye remembered that Uncle Missing Front Teeth had a good ability to play bagpipes.

He can carefully select the widest, softest, golden fluffy leaves on the mandala tree, and slowly roll them into a bagpipe.

Then put the long and short bagpipes side by side, put them to your mouth, squint your eyes, and you can play countless beautiful sounds.

Although it is missing a front tooth, it leaks out of words, and it looks a little funny.

But the sound of the bagpipes of Uncle Missing Front Teeth is more pleasing to girls than any love words.

Even the bagpipe tune that Ye Zi played for An Jia on the night when the mandala blossomed was taught by Uncle Missing Front Teeth.

But now, Uncle Missing Front Teeth is also dead.

Just like all the old and weakened rat people.

The blood gushing from Ye Zi's forehead kept pouring into his eyes.

He pulled the bone blade out with force.

The bone blade is large and heavy.

When this totem beast was alive, it must be a behemoth taller than ten arms.

Moreover, the bone blade is also filled with tooth-like metal, which increases its lethality.

Rat people are not qualified to use metal weapons.

In the tradition of the Turan people, metal weapons are condensed from the souls of their ancestors. They are God, the most sacred gift to the clan warriors who are flowing with the blood of glory.

The rat people, who are flowing with the blood of uncleanness, cowardice, and betrayers, are not qualified to defile the holy metal with their dirty claws.

Metals have been discovered near the village in the past, whether they are raw ores rich in psychic energy, or remnants of ancient wars with complex structures and supernatural powers.

They were all the same as the Mandala Tax, and they were sent to the main city of the Bloodhoof Clan—Blackhorn City.

Moreover, every piece of metal, especially the remnants, must be thinly wrapped in mandala leaves, and any rat people who dare to touch it will be dug out by the clan masters and cut off their palms.

Therefore, before today, Ye Ye never knew that a weapon inlaid with metal was such a heavy thing.

Although like his elder brother, he has a size far surpassing ordinary rat people.

But after all, he is not an adult, and unlike his **** brother, he is more like a thin bamboo pole with long hands and long feet.

After barely swiping the bone blade twice, the leaf felt gold stars in its eyes and panting.

His movement attracted the attention of the tauren warrior.

The other party turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

The heart of the leaf froze instantly.

This is a very hideous face.

With the nose wearing three iron rings and spraying white steam as the boundary, the face of the tauren warrior is divided into two distinct parts.

The left half seemed to be bitten by the most ferocious totem beast, densely covered with dozens of wounds.

The overlapped scars are like a nest of wriggling and twisted poisonous centipedes. The big bull's eyes of the copper bell are swallowed by the scars, and only an iron eye mask is randomly inlaid on the eye sockets-it is fixed directly on the skull with rivets. !

The huge horn raised high on the left forehead was also broken from the middle.

But its owner did not use bones or metal to repair it, but polished the broken stubble to be sharper, as if this broken corner has a lot of origin, and it symbolizes the supreme glory.

The right half of the face is relatively complete.

But the infinitely fierce eyes, coupled with the grim smile on his face, are even more creepy than the scars and broken corners on his left cheek.

However, none of this is the cause of the freezing of the leaf's heart.

He recognizes this face.

It was this tauren warrior who threw the first torch dipped in mandala resin toward the hut of Ye Zi's family!

The leaf's brain is blank.

A mother smiled and held the mandala stew in front of her eyes.

He will never drink the broth stewed by his mother.

forever and always.

"what-"

Ye Ye gave birth to infinite strength from nowhere, and with a violent roar, he lifted the bone blade high and rushed towards the horned bull head warrior.

The tauren warrior's nose expelled a cloud of disdainful heat.

Without dodge or dodge, he watched Ye Zi's clumsy attack with interest.

It seems that he wants to know whether this little **** with humble blood can rush to him smoothly, or will he be taken away by the heavy bone blade, and finally tripped by a dog to chew on the mud.

But Ye Zi took only two steps before he was hugged by someone, and left far behind.

The jagged bone blade was also snatched away.

It's brother!

Ye Zi couldn't believe his eyes.

He remembered that his elder brother was besieged by two bloodhoof warriors in the battle just now, suffered at least dozens of knives and fell into a pool of blood and flames.

—My brother is also the only villager in the entire village who can enjoy the "honour" of being besieged by bloodhoof warriors.

My brother was bruised and bruised.

In the wound that bloomed like a flower, bones could be vaguely seen.

Fortunately, the blood has drained, the wound has been burned by flames, and the flesh has shrunk tightly.

Now, supporting the big body of his brother, no less than a bloodhoof warrior, waving the serrated bone blade towards the bullhead warrior with broken horns, only anger and hatred.

Driven by magma-like anger and hatred, his brother rushed to the tauren warrior in two steps.

The tauren was still indifferent and dismissive.

He didn't even bother to turn his body completely.

It seemed that whether the gleaming bone blade was in Ye Zi's hands or in the hands of his crazy brother, it didn't make any difference.

But he was wrong.

When the elder brother lifted the bone blade to the limit, a "crack" burst suddenly came from his body.

Brother's skin seemed to be stained red with blood and flames all over the sky, and then torn apart severely.

Under the cracked skin, muscles that swell wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, shining with metallic luster.

The elder brother who was originally too strong and not like the Rat Min, instantly became bigger than the tauren warrior, just like a crazy war elephant.

The speed of Bone Blade's fierce slashing was also increased three to five times in an instant, and the whistling of the blade, like the undead of all the villagers, issued the most screaming scream.

-Turanze is a place of glory.

Throughout the ages, there have been so many sacred and tragic wars between mountains, forests, plains, and swamps.

There are also countless war relics and remnants scattered under the cliffs, between the lofty mountains, and hundreds of tributaries of the Turan River rushing into tens of thousands of blisters and large swamps.

Ye Zi and his brother have a secret.

A whole palm year, that is, five years ago, they found a cave in the depths of the children's "secret base". In the deepest part of the cave, there was a gap. The deepest part of the gap was another cave.

The cave is full of very crisp bones, and it blows to ashes when you sneeze.

On the rock wall in the cave, there are densely painted figures of humans and beasts. Each figure assumes a strange posture. There are many earthworm-like arrows between the chest, abdomen and limbs.

It's strange that these murals have stayed here, there are at least a few hundred, or even thousands of palm years, right?

But the colors are still bright and beautiful, as if they were just painted.

Other children, like Tutu, also saw the mural.

But they neither reacted nor interested.

However, Ye Zi and his brother were deeply attracted by the mysterious power hidden in the mural.

Even after returning home, lying on a hammock made of mandala branches and falling asleep, I would dream that the murals were "alive", one by one shiny human and animal shapes, dancing and dancing in front of them. go with.

Such weird dreams kept flashing for five years.

As a result, Ye Zi and his elder brother gained some different and mysterious... abilities.

It's a pity that their abilities are not effective from time to time, just like illusory, fragmented dreams.

Just now, no matter how he beat his chest and roared loudly, he couldn't wake up his abilities.

At this moment, his elder brother had displayed his abilities to a level that Ye Zi had never seen before, and was extremely tyrannical!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The elder brother let out a crazy war cry.

Ye Zi clenched his fists, his mouth was dry, and he was looking forward to the miracle of his extremely trusted brother once again.

Even the fierce tauren warrior opened his one-eyed slightly, and said in surprise, "Steel Body Art?"

Click!

The bone blade slashed into the tauren samurai's left shoulder, and the depth of two fingers, and the bones of the tauren, collided with the explosion of swords.

But also, nothing more.

The tauro warrior did not dodge or dodge, he was improper, and he took his elder brother a knife lightly.

But the elder brother bet on his entire life, like lightning and thunder, seeing Ye Zi's heart surge with a knife, even the other's shoulder blades could not be slashed.

The elder brother gritted his teeth and clenched the bone blade, every muscle in his arms swelled to the point of exploding, trying to cut the bone blade deeper.

But the tauren only tightened his shoulder muscles, and completely locked the strength of Bone Blade and his brother.

Then he turned around completely calmly.

His expression never became serious from disdain.

"Although it was completely wrong—"

The tauren warrior said to his brother with the unique low voice of the Bloodhoof clan, "But you still pay tribute to your courage. You have used battle to wash away the shame of your ancestors. May the sacred ancestor spirit give you strength and help you win greater glory. !"

After saying this, the tattoos all over the body of the tauro warrior began to shine.

Like the murals in the dreams of Ye Zi and his brother, they have strange vitality and dance frantically.

There is also a mass of viscous substance, like a bronze solution, secreted from the pores under the tattoo.

Quickly outside the burly body of the tauren warrior, it condensed into a larger, sturdy, and hideous beast-shaped armor.

If we say that the original tauro warrior was just a combination of a bull head and a human body.

Armed by the mysterious armor, he was like a bronze rhino standing up.

"Totem Warrior!"

Ye Ye's eyes widened, and he cried frantically in his heart, "This, this is the legendary totem warrior!"