That night, all the warriors of the Vine tribe ate the magic mushrooms, and they either increased their strength, or their speed, or their eyesight and hearing. Everyone gained a lot.
The next day, Jiang Xuan led the hunting team into the mountains to find offerings for sacrifice.
Nepeta led people to fish by the river, hoping to catch some big fish for sacrifice.
For the big sacrifice, the entire Vine tribe was busy.
The mosquito tribe far away on the edge of the big swamp was shaken again because of a few bird-billed mosquitoes that had fled back in embarrassment.
The Mosquito Tribe Witch learned about the death of the Flower Mosquito and others in the Vine Tribe through the Bird-billed Mosquito.
Bird-billed Mosquitoes are not very intelligent, and the information given is also scattered: small tribes, fighting, terrible vines, people are dead.
Through these scattered information, the Mosquito Tribe witch came to a conclusion: that small tribe is back, and that terrifying vine shot and killed everyone in the Mosquito Tribe hunting team.
Regarding the Vine Tribe, Hua Mosquito has reported to them in detail before, including the huge vine.
No one thought that that vine was actually alive and so powerful.
From this point of view, the first hunting team that reached the vine tribe was probably killed by the giant vine, but there was still a giant dragonfly at that time.
Mosquito Tribe Witch felt heartache when he thought of the death of a large number of bird-billed mosquitoes and more than 100 soldiers.
"Wu, what should we do now?"
The Mosquito Tribe leader couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, there was anger, murderous intent, and a trace of unspeakable fear.
More than 100 warriors died in that small tribe so unexplainably, except for a few bird-billed mosquitoes, not a single person was brought back.
Mosquito Tribe Witch stared at the beating flames in the fire pit, her face was gloomy and uncertain, and she was obviously undecided.
If you want to take revenge, judging from the current situation, you need the entire tribe to attack, and you may not be able to take down that small tribe in one fell swoop. Even if you take down your own side, you will lose a lot.
But if you don't take revenge, if so many people die, the people of the Mosquito tribe will be chilled, and it also seems that the Mosquito tribe is too weak. Wouldn't it be possible for any tribe to come and bully it in the future?
Mosquito Tribe Witch was caught in a dilemma and felt a headache about this matter.
In desperation, the Mosquito Tribe Witch could only perfunctory: "Send someone to find out what's going on first."
"Yes."
The leader of the Mosquito Tribe went out. In this case, he actually didn't want to send him alone, but he had no choice, so he had to give the clan an explanation.
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When the Mosquito Tribe was hesitant, after two days of hard work, the Vine Tribe prepared a wealth of offerings for the big sacrifice.
These offerings include large prey caught, fish, cultivated vegetables, early-ripening wild fruits, animals in breeding areas, etc.
On the morning of June 19th, the great sacrifice of the Veng tribe officially began.
The rising sun shines on the stone mountain vine, and the dewdrops in the leaves roll with the breeze, shining with seven colors of light.
On the altar, three large tripods were filled with various vegetarian offerings, and meat offerings were placed in the center of the altar.
The people of the Veng tribe, as well as the tourists who are about to join the Veng tribe, all washed clean, put on their best and cleanest clothes, and stood in front of the altar solemnly.
As the sun slowly rose and the divine vine was bathed in sunlight, it woke up from its slumber at night, and the whole body began to glow green, and the terrifying vines danced in the air.
On the right side of the altar, Jiang Xuan shouted, "The sacrificial ceremony begins now!"
Chishao climbed up the altar step by step, facing the vines of the stone mountain, opened her arms, and began to sing the ancient witchcraft incantation: ""ㄉㄊㄎㄌㄉ, ㄞㄓㄘㄢㄖ..."
The incantation has a peculiar rhythm, and after listening to it, people's emotions begin to fluctuate unconsciously, and their blood gradually boils.
"Buzz!"
As she chanted, on the stone mountain, the divine vine burst into a more terrifying light, and the breath became more and more prosperous, and it was almost overwhelming.
After reciting the incantation, Chi Shao bowed to the vine:
"Please enjoy the offering to Fuji God!"
As Chishao's voice fell, countless roots emerged from the ground, quickly spread to the altar, and then covered and wrapped all the sacrifices.
Looking at these dense roots, Jiang Xuan's eyelids jumped involuntarily. He had seen how terrifying these roots were.
Not long after, the roots slowly receded, and on the altar, only a few residues were left of the three cauldrons, and all the meat in the center of the altar was only bones.
The vines on the stone mountain became even wilder, and it was obvious that the vines were quite satisfied with the offerings.
After the vines have finished enjoying all the offerings, the red peony will worship again, and then begin to recite the blessing witchcraft.
This time, everyone in front of the altar bowed down, and everyone was nervous and excited, because they knew that the climax of the sacrifice was coming!
Above the stone mountain, countless small vines stretched forward, stayed on top of everyone's heads, and then kept twisting.
"Swish..."
Different from the previous sacrifices, this time, it was actually a piece of juice falling down, as if it was raining.
These juices fell on the heads and bodies of everyone, and then quickly merged into everyone's bodies.
In an instant, everyone felt a majestic force integrated into the body, the heart pounded, the muscles became stronger, the senses became more acute, and even the blood boiled!
Jiang Xuan's feeling is even more obvious. He was originally at the peak of the two-color warrior. Now that he was injected with this power by the divine vine, he directly broke through!
"Three-color warrior!"
Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed, he picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground, squeezed it lightly, and the stone immediately shattered into several pieces!
Not only Jiang Xuan, Uncaria and Shiloh have also become three-color warriors, and Nan Xing has become a two-color warrior, close to a three-color warrior.
Gan Song and others also changed from one-color warriors to two-color warriors.
The other tourists also made breakthroughs one after another and became one-colored warriors.
The most surprising was Jingji, because he broke through from a one-color warrior to a two-color warrior.
In the past few days, he has received too many surprises, and the whole person is dizzy.
The only exception is the red peony, a vine alone extends on the top of her head, and the dripping juice is different in color from the others She enhances the magic power that belongs to the witch!
Chi Shao's eyes were even more captivating, and her temperament was even more unearthly. She only needed to stand there quietly, even if she didn't say a word, she couldn't help but feel awe in her heart.
So far, except for the newborn infants, all 135 members of the Vine tribe have become warriors!
There is no ordinary person in the entire tribe. This is simply a miracle. If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
In fact, this is also related to the powerful strength of Shenteng.
Because after its breakthrough, the strength is already equivalent to the totem **** of medium-sized tribes.
And a medium-sized tribe, with a population of at least 3,000, has a wide territory and a large population.
And what about the Vine tribe? There are only a hundred people now, which does not actually match the strength of Shenteng. Therefore, it is not very difficult for Shenteng to make more than one hundred people become warriors at the same time.
It is foreseeable that the Goto tribe will develop more rapidly, until the scale of the tribe is equal to the strength of Shenteng, the development speed will slow down.