Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

"It's all their own choice."

As he said that, the high priest looked up at the clear blue sky. At this moment, the scorching sun that was originally in the sky has also set towards the west with the passage of time.

"Death is a destination for us. We are not afraid of death, because we know where we will go after death, unlike you."

"You invaders are violating the natural laws of the God King's gift. If you just survive, you should be grateful to the God King."

"You know nothing about death."

When the high priest said these words, his eyes were full of confidence and pride, like a fanatical cultist.

She doesn't know and won't know how ignorant and stupid her remarks just now seem to me.

stupid.

It's downright stupid.

Blood, what is it?Can the race be continued by keeping the so-called pure blood?

No, the continuation of a race requires life.

A steady stream of new life is the basis for the continuation of a race, and then there is culture, which is also the symbol of a race, the most representative symbol, as long as these two points are guaranteed, the race will never perish.

And what they are doing now is tantamount to suicidal.

It is an extremely absurd behavior in itself to use the young and middle-aged labor force in one's own tribe as food and feed them to those strange birds that cannot bring them any benefits. If, after losing a considerable part of the young labor force, their Not enough to encounter natural and man-made disasters.

Then there is only one end waiting for them.

disappear.

When their tribe is completely destroyed, what they left behind will eventually be like the history in the long river of time, slowly worn away by time little by little, until it finally disappears.

At that time, what about bloodline continuation?
These thoughts lingered in my head, but I didn't say them.

Because I know very well that to these fanatical believers, no matter how simple and easy to understand the truth, to them, it is nothing more than heresy.

Not only can't play the role of reminding them, but it might bring me disaster.

I'm not a fool, why do I have to do thankless things?

I chose to keep my mouth shut, and the high priest in front of me was gradually holding on to her own words. She no longer told me about their tribe's beliefs, but turned around and faced the remaining people. The clansman casually picked up a piece of giant beast bone left by those strange birds.

Then, she cut her palm.

With his own blood, he smeared it on that bone, and then threw the bone away with a throw.

whoosh-

Whoa!

The lizardmen who were lying on the ground stood up straight at this moment, as if they had been summoned by something.

"mine!"

"its mine!"

crazy.

When they saw the bone that slid out of a perfect parabola, their expressions became extremely ferocious, their eyes were full of fire, and they stared at the bone, as if it was a rare treasure.

Hundreds of lizardmen rushed forward.

But the thing that made them want to stop and flock to it turned out to be just an ordinary bone that was left over from being eaten.

If you have to say that there is something different about that bone.

That is, it was painted with the blood of the high priest.

But I don't think there is anything else in the blood of the high priest. After all, that woman is just a priest selected from the tribe. It's nothing more than a blood concentration higher than that of other tribesmen, and the characteristics of the lizardman on her body are more obvious. That's all.

I noticed that the corner of the woman's mouth curled into a smile.

However, I do feel a chill deep in my heart. From my point of view, I feel that this woman is like an evil leader, playing with the hearts of the people and playing tricks on those Westerners who are still kept in the dark. circle around.

Even, those lizardmen could no longer tell the difference between the enemy and the enemy, and shot at their own kind.

Yes, they shot at their own kind, and their goal was that bone.

Bare-handed hand-to-hand combat, both men, women and children participated in it, and there were even some lizardmen who looked like juveniles.

Judging by its developmental appearance, it is probably equivalent to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human child.

But even these children, when they saw that bone, showed the same madness as everyone else.

They rushed forward.

He completely ignored what he was stepping on, among them, some old and weak women and children were directly trampled to death.

It was those who rushed to the front, and one of them got the bone first.

However, before he could feel the temperature of that bone carefully, a companion behind him punched him on the brain. You must know that the physique of these lizardmen is more majestic than human adult males.

Huge skeletons and bloodlines close to primitive people allowed them to have more developed muscles than ordinary people without much exercise.

That punch came down with hundreds of catties of strength.

If you get hit in the head, even if you don't die, you will definitely feel bad...

Sure enough, the lizard man who got the bone shook uncontrollably after being punched hard on the head, and the bone in his hand was snatched away by another person.

"its mine!"

That person was much smarter, he held the bones tightly in his arms, but he was a little too naive, trying to protect the bones he got in this way.

Crunch!

The other people beside him, after seeing him protecting the bones in their arms, raised their feet and punched one by one, and some even bit their teeth.

Countless blows fell on him.

At first, he could barely hold on with his strong physique, but after only a short while, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Bleeding from the nose and mouth, scars everywhere on the exposed skin.

Pfft!

Even more ruthless, a female lizardman opened her mouth directly and bit his neck with sharp teeth. This bite pierced through an artery, and the torn wound made blood flow from his neck like a fountain. A large number of large pieces poured out.

"give me!"

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore.

And that bone was also snatched by someone else, but the next person who got the bone didn't end up much better than him.

The fight continues.

Some people were killed and others were injured, and it was a mess.

At this moment, among this huge tribe, only the high platform is so quiet.