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Chapter 1502 Branches are born outside the festival

The elder of the Holy Temple, Pusha, was relatively thin as the Gatu people. He stood up and came to Washak's waist. The elder was not armoured, and there was not even a trace of metal. He was wearing a dark red robe and tied it with a belt strung with animal teeth. From the exposed skin, it can be seen that the elders used some material pigments to paint a totem-like pattern, and a short bone knife tied to their left arm. Bone weapons are often used by the elders. Even now, even the stupidest Gatu people know how to operate energy weapons, these elders still use the most primitive weapons. It is not to say that the elders of the Holy Temple are superb combat power, but it is just a tradition. Use bone knives and bone spears as weapons to remind themselves at any time not to forget their ancestors and always remember where they came from. These weapons are more of a symbol, just like the bone knives in Pusha's hand.

The status of the Holy Temple is transcendent, and even Vasak has to maintain a certain degree of respect for the Holy Temple elders. Such words as the obvious tone of questioning now immediately aroused the displeasure of several Holy Temple warriors, but Pusha disagreed. Each Holy Temple elder may not have a high combat power, but he must be wise. Especially in races like the Gatu people, wise men are rarer than strong men.

"I never doubted the force of the chief, but just thought that accepting the challenge of an unknown person would be disadvantageous or not for the chief." Pusha pulled down the bone knife, stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on the blade: "The Blood Tooth Sacrifice is an endless duel. As the chief, it is natural to win. Such an unknown person probably can't afford any decent fortune. But if it were a great chief."

The captain of the guard Monpar said unhappy: "Elder, you just said you have confidence in your elder brother. Now it sounds like this is not the case."

Pusha smiled: "Captain Monpard, don't be angry, I'm afraid of any accidents. You must know that the chief has a noble identity. If something happens, it will directly affect the pattern on our planet. What's more, what is the purpose of our visit to Agares? The chief shouldn't forget this. At such an important moment, there is no need to agree to other people's challenges to avoid any extrapolation."

Monpar waved his hand and said, "Why are you talking about these things now? If Elder Pusha wants to stop him, why didn't you speak at the port at that time? After all, aren't you afraid of causing Frius to be displeased? Now my elder brother has promised him that the venue has been arranged in the Magic Ring City. Do you want your elder brother to regret it now?"

"That's exactly that." Pusha smiled.

Montpar suddenly slapped the table and pointed at Pusha and said angrily: "You are talking lightly, but my elder brother is disgraced!"

"What can you calculate for a moment's gains and losses, let alone the invisible and intangible honor. Compared to this, it is the most urgent thing to quell the civil strife on our planet as soon as possible."

Wasak sprayed two turbid air from his nostrils and said loudly: "Okay, stop fighting."

He said to Pusha: "I respect your wisdom, but please also ask the elders to know that as a chief and a warrior, I have my own honor. So I will not refuse tomorrow's challenge, not to mention that this is just a small episode. That nameless person has not even mastered the source of void power, so how could he be my opponent? Elder Pusha doesn't have to worry."

He gestured to Monpar again, and Vasak took his people away. Pusha touched the bone knife and sighed, and the temple warrior next to him comforted him: "Elder, just like the chief said, tomorrow is just a small episode, so the elder doesn't have to worry."

"We Catu people never lack courage, and Vasak is a brave warrior. He values ​​honor because he has never failed. At the same time, that honor blinded his eyes because of this." Pusha whispered: "Although the other party is an unknown person, he is not talking to Frius. The human named Alan not only became the two supreme allies on Agares, but also killed the emperor of the Neilm people on the Demon Sequence Star not long ago. Now the Demon Sequence Star is in chaos, and that human is not simple."

"If our compatriots can be with such a person, there must be something extraordinary about him. This is the variable I worry about." Pusha shook his head and said, "Recently, more than a dozen tribes suddenly jumped out to oppose the chief, and they were supported by the Kids. The Holy Temple was worried about whether the Demon Shadow Kingdom was manipulating behind this series of events, so it turned to Duobiya. This is our purpose of coming to Agares. It is the top priority to quell civil strife. If something happened to the Chief before, then what happened on the Demon Scout Star today will appear on the Manshi Star tomorrow. Neither I nor the Holy Temple would like to see such a thing happen."

Several samurai warriors looked at each other and felt helpless.

Pusha sighed and said, "It seems that Vasak will not change his mind. Now, I can only hope that our ancestors will protect us so that Vasak will win successfully tomorrow."

The night is getting dark.

It is the same night, and looking up at the night sky on different planets and places is a completely different scenery. On the Babylonian earth, the night sky is bright with stars; on the heavenly star, the night sky is high and deep; in the ruins of Agares, the night sky is always dark; and in the Demon Ring City, there is no stars or moon, but the night sky is never dark, because it is reflected by the various lights in the city, which are colorful and blurred colors.

Under such night, Allen came to a clearing ground behind the main building, where Hubble was mechanically reliving the movement of lifting up and smashing it down with a war hammer.

The Katu people sweated wildly.

Alan suddenly raised his hand and waved it, something fell towards Hubble.

When Hubble turned around and raised his hammer to smash, he suddenly saw clearly what was thrown and quickly changed hands to catch it. There was a bottle of wine in his hand, and he twisted the cork, and the smell of wine was so fragrant. Hubble threw away the hammer and raised his head to drink. He poured it too fast that the wine spilled out and fell on his chest. After drinking half of the bottle in a flash, he let out a sip of wine and sat on the ground.

Allen walked to him with another bottle of wine and said, "Before the war, you should have a good rest so that you can have the energy to deal with tomorrow's battle."

"I know." Hubble said: "But I can't sleep. As soon as I lay down, I will think of something. I thought I had forgotten it, but it turned out that there was nothing. It was just that I buried them very deeply, so I thought I had forgotten it."

Allen smiled and said, "So you can also speak like a poet."

"Poet, what is that?"

"Nothing, just some people who can speak beautifully and sadly." Allen took a sip of wine and said half-squinted: "Everyone will have some past events that cannot be forgotten and unwilling to be humane. Just like me, I will never forget the town I lived in my childhood. Even if I now have a territory that is hundreds of times that of that town, if I can exchange it, I would rather exchange everything I have now for that town. Or that kind of life."

"It's a pity that town, that kind of life, is on the other end of time. And I am on this side of time, so they can be placed in memories. Even if I become the supreme or even become a supreme being, I cannot go back to those years."

Hubble shook the bottle, and the liquid in the bottle reflected the light of the night sky. Hubble seemed to see something in the changing light, and his voice became extremely low: "I have a group of children, the oldest one named Mog, who is a strong boy. When he was five years old, he was able to kill an Ortoli war beast. It was a strong beast. Our tribe tamed them. It can be used when fighting with other tribes. In short, Mog's kid has a bright future. I plan to let him inherit the position of chief in the future."

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it," said Allen.

Hubble shook his head: "No, I will have a duel with Vasak tomorrow. I didn't want to remember and didn't want to say it out loud because I don't know when I will have the chance to show up with Vasak. Now it's time, and you are my friend. Although it's too weird to be friends with a human, I don't mind sharing it with you."

"Then I listen, as long as you are willing to say it."

Hubble took a sip of wine and his eyes were a little distant: "I still remember that day, some hunters from the tribe went hunting. It was almost winter and we had to store enough food to survive the winter. We tracked a group of animals, which was quite large. If their leader was killed, then this group of animals could be kept in captivity, and they were enough for winter. This hunt took us fifteen days, and we finally drove the group back to the tribe. On the way back, I missed the children very much, especially Mog, and I was going to give him a tooth as a gift."

"But when there was a river from the tribe, we saw that the sky was red. When I rushed back to the tribe, I found that the red sky was smoked by flames. After death, my tribe members were all dead. Whether men and women, whether old or children, my dozen or more children, and Mog. Their heads were nailed to the wooden stakes, and several blood-toothed warriors under Vasak's tent were having fun with them. My cute Mog, one of his eyes was dug down, and a blood-toothed warrior was planning to embed it on his armor, because Mog's eyes were beautiful, as beautiful as gems."

Hubble lay on the ground, as if he was kissing the land: "I killed them all, but then a stronger team. Only I escaped, and the hunters I went hunting with were dead. My tribe disappeared like this, but I still remember them, and I still remember every face. I swear, there will be one day when Vasak must die."

"Because of blood debt, you can only pay for it blood." Hubble's voice gradually lowered. When Alan looked at him again, he had already fallen asleep. But there was still a chaotic liquid in the corner of his eyes.

Alan pulled one of his arms and pulled him back: "Go to sleep, and then, go and kill that guy tomorrow!"
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