Lugia, my name of the elf

Alor couldn't help but be shocked, he knew best the power of the demon's body;

The gravel thrown by the two huge tentacles has unimaginable power. If an ordinary warrior is even slightly scratched, they will either die or be disabled.

At this moment, the target of the demon's attack is suddenly the priest who is calling the gods, Bosaline!

Considering that Bosaline was still a girl and her body was fragile, it would definitely be a disaster if she was hit.

Once the Demon God's plan succeeds, the God Summoning Ceremony will have to be stopped and completely declared a failure!

Although Alor had already loudly warned the soldiers on the altar and ordered to protect Bosaline;

But no one knew that the speed at which the demon was throwing gravel exceeded the speed of sound;

The warning sound has not yet come, but the deadly stones are already coming quickly!

"Danger!"

"Protect the priest!"

"The God Summoning Ceremony cannot be terminated!!!"

In addition to Alor, Huo Yin, Gavin, Ryan and other island leaders who came to support also saw through the demon's purpose. In panic, they quickly warned.

But the four leaders, including Alor, were still a step too late!

"boom!"

There was a sound of shattering and collision, but the gravel hit the edge of the sacrificial altar;

The powerful force immediately smashed the stone and solid edge of the table into pieces, and many cracks appeared.

But fortunately, since this was the Demon God's first attack, and it had never had the experience of fighting with pure physical bodies, its accuracy needed to be improved.

Although a lot of gravel was thrown out, only the gravel just now barely hit the altar.

But even so, this time the Demon God's long-range raid was full of dangers.

The people of the Seven Islands Tribe are extremely lucky.

What made Poseline in the center of the sacrificial altar feel terrified was the sound of the sudden explosion of gravel from the edge of the stone platform;

She could clearly feel that there were several high-speed moving things passing by at high speed not far from her side.

Judging from its speed and the strong wind it carries, the power it carries must be astonishing.

Even if it was analyzed by Boselin, who had never had combat experience, she knew that if hit head-on, there would be no chance of survival.

This is indeed the case. If the gravel thrown by the demon is small, it will penetrate the body and the ordinary body cannot resist it;

If the gravel is large, the body of an ordinary person will explode directly, and the heart and organs will be shattered to pieces.

Seeing the true purpose of the demon god, everyone on the sacrificial platform, including the three leaders who stayed behind, were shocked and frightened.

···

The devil's eyes still showed a cruel and toying look, and its actions and plans had not ended.

This time, his two tentacles held more gravel;

Combined with the first experience, it used more force and threw it again!

The Demon God believed that luck would not pity these despicable ants many times.

Once, twice, or at most three times, the gravel thrown will sooner or later interrupt the ceremony and completely destroy it!

Looking at several pieces of rubble whizzing away again, and the speed was far faster than before, Alor planned to take action immediately, and could not continue to sit still and wait for death.

It is almost delusional to want to stop the demon god and successfully call the gods without paying any casualties.

At another place, an even more fierce attack than before descended on the sacrificial altar in the blink of an eye.

But the terrible thing is that the soldiers beside the sacrificial altar did not have time to react at all;

The interval between the first and second offensive was too short.

And in the center of the sacrificial altar, Boseline was playing the conch flute to call out the gods. Her doubtful heart was instantly replaced by a strong sense of uneasiness and fear!

Since she awakened to the extraordinary power at the age of three, her ability to sense danger seems to be different from ordinary people.

In a very short moment, she clearly heard bursts of piercing sounds coming from behind;

"Am I going to die..." Boselin slowly opened her eyes. Although she still forced herself to play the conch flute, there was endless fear in her heart, stimulating her sensitive nerves.

No one is truly fearless of death, and Poseline is no exception.

The breath of death and the swift wind had already touched the back of her neck and her entire body, mind and soul!

"Is the ceremony going to fail? Am I going to die here? I am not willing to give in to this sea, the sea where our ancestors have fought until death! I really am not willing to give in!" Boselin's eyes were slightly red, deep in her heart. He was shouting in despair.

But the next moment, the expected death did not come as expected.

Not the deadly wind and terrifying gravel, but a fiery and unexpected figure!

"This, this is actually..." Poselin did not dare to look back and observe, for fear of affecting the normal progress of the god-summoning ceremony.

But what moved Poselin in an extremely weird way was the slight warmth coming from the back of her neck and the smell of blood at the tip of her nose.

"Blood?!" Boselin's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and her heart was filled with doubts.

But there is no doubt that Boselin's crisis has been temporarily lifted!

"Father!!!"

Beside the sacrificial altar, Feifei's shrill cry could be heard. The girl struggled to break away from the warrior beside her, trying to rush over and hug her father.

The other warriors were all stunned by the unexpected figure;

The trusted warrior of that figure saw his eyes reddened and was shocked.

Ordinary warriors cannot see through the devil's plans and purposes due to lack of experience;

But this doesn't mean that as the leader of the second island, Delong can't think of it.

This experienced man predicted the devil's warriors when he saw the devil waving his tentacles and throwing stones towards the sacrificial altar;

This tribal people who once had no hope for the future of the tribe;

This incompetent husband and unqualified father succumbed to the power of the devil and sacrificed his own daughter;

But at this moment, the leader of the seven-island tribe was facing the fierce sea wind and bathing in the holy light. His eyes were full of awe, and he stood proudly without any regrets.

The bone knife held tightly in both hands had already been broken and scattered, and the arms were shattered, and they were held together feebly.

A stone as big as a bowl smashed deeply into the man's chest, piercing his heart and lungs.

The overflowing blood and increasingly blurred consciousness indicate that Delong's life is short.

But at the end of this man's life, he looked at his daughter with some reluctance, and looking at that young face, Delong couldn't help but feel relieved and relieved in his heart.

In the past, the Seven Islands tribe humbly and shamelessly used innocent lives in exchange for survival and continuation.

In the past, Delong thought that kind of behavior was extremely shameful. He believed that it was the incompetence of the tribe's ancestors that led to the result;

But after Delong became the leader of the sub-island, this man full of honor and responsibility watched helplessly as he gradually became the incompetent person he hated most before.

But today, Delong finally fulfilled his true mission and lived the way he wanted.

Warriors should protect the tribe!

Father, you should protect your daughter!

People who live in the present should bring hope to future generations!

At the last moment of his life, Deron finally felt that he was a truly glorious warrior;

"My Feifei, your father is a warrior, a father who makes you proud, right..."

Delong closed his eyes and thought with relief. He lost strength under his feet and could no longer support him;

His entire body slowly fell to the sacrificial altar, and he was about to be swallowed by the endless sea water below.

But before his consciousness blurred, before he returned to the embrace of the sea forever, from under the altar, the death cry of this man as the leader came, which was also the last command:

"Guardian, priest, sir!!!"

Delong's dying order deeply touched something deep in the hearts of countless soldiers;

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

With red eyes and gritted teeth, they faced the threat of death;

Even soldiers who were not Delong's confidants rushed to the sacrificial altar and formed a circle consciously;

The warriors used their flesh and blood to form a solid human wall to resist the devil and protect the high priest of the tribe to the death.

"Father!!!" Feifei opened her hands and looked helplessly at her relatives who fell from the altar, feeling even more sad in her heart.

The six girls beside her also looked shocked and at a loss, not knowing how to comfort this poor girl who had lost her father.

Vivian and Angelina did not expect that there would be one more child who had lost a relative.

And, still in this way.