Lugia, my name of the elf

On the sacrificial platform, countless people witnessed the passing of another powerful warrior in the tribe. While their hearts were filled with sadness, they also stood firm and stood behind the high priest;

Even if they saw the flying stones, the soldiers just closed their eyes and did not dare to look directly, but their bodies never took a step back and never left.

"Oops! This is not the direction the stone flew from!" Sco, who is on the fifth island, as the oldest and most experienced man in the tribe, immediately discovered the clues.

The Demon God seemed to have noticed that the solid wall of flesh formed by dozens of warriors using their flesh and blood was impossible to use the previous method to tear a hole with gravel, and it was impossible to hurt the priest at all.

But this does not mean that the devil cannot disrupt the ceremony. Sco is very clear about the positioning characteristics of the devil and the sacrificial altar;

The sacrificial altar is on top, and the devil is on the bottom.

Within the Demon God's field of vision, a seven-star stone pillar and a prismarine were completely exposed to its attack range.

The priest said that if the stone pillar were damaged and collapsed, causing damage to the prismarine or not being on the same plane as the other six, the god-summoning ceremony would have failed.

"God, please bless the people of the Seven Islands Tribe!!!" Sco watched helplessly as the gravel flew towards the stone pillar. Deep in his heart, he couldn't help feeling desperate and anxious, and he shouted and prayed.

"Oops! My speed is too late!!!" Tears and unwillingness almost burst out of Sco's eyes.

His previous position was quite far away from the seven-star stone pillar that was exposed to the Demon God's sight;

Even if you run with all your strength, it is difficult to change the trajectory of flying gravel with your physical body!

"Is it really too late!!!"

"God, are the deaths of Huoyin and Delong still not favored by you?" Sco's eyes trembled, and he screamed helplessly in his heart.

Although Sco's feet were not slow, he still ran with all his strength towards the flying gravel, hoping to replicate Huoying's death just now and change the trajectory of the flying gravel with his fragile mortal body.

But this experienced warrior knew that he seemed to be too late!

But just when Sco and the soldiers on the sacrificial platform were despairing, a figure flew over from the edge of the stone platform towards the flying gravel without hesitation!

"Whoosh!"

The figure jumping high threw his bone knife towards the gravel passing by at high speed;

The bone knives that were shot down and scattered in that moment seemed to be the last tenacity of the man who wanted to die, and the cynicism and resistance against the demon god's enslavement and oppression of the Seven Islands tribe for hundreds of years!

"Snapped!"

Following the same fate as the bone knife, the body was flying in the air with the same blood and blood, and no whole body was left behind;

The body that curled up in order to change the trajectory of the gravel as much as possible turned into countless tiny pieces of flesh and bones in the air, and then fell into the cold sea water against the sea breeze.

Without Hoyne's attention, and without Deron's tragedy, Mann's death was fleeting;

The moment of bravery became the last song in everyone's heart!

"Mann!!!" Alor screamed in pain as he hugged the demon god's lower limbs tightly.

With the blessing of the mysterious runes, his eyesight was astonishing. Naturally, he saw the figure flying away during the sworn protection ceremony. It was none other than his best friend, Mann.

"Mann, you!" Sco looked at Mann who was smashed to pieces by flying gravel, and he was extremely shocked in his heart!

But when everyone had no time to feel sad and grieved for the death of another island leader, the crisis on the sacrificial platform was far from over!

The Demon God's offensive this time was not a test like before, but a full-strength attack without reservation!

Even though the flying gravel was blocked by Mann's death, the offensive and the power it carried showed no sign of weakening at all!

The soldiers on the sacrificial platform had no time to react, and the gravel still hit the stone pillar heavily with the strong wind and force!

"Snapped!"

There was another explosive sound of shattering rocks, which struck everyone's heart throbbing.

Poseline, who was at an extremely close distance, was so frightened that her whole body trembled. Even the hand holding the conch flute twitched violently in fright, almost interrupting her playing.

The stone pillar that had been smashed by the gravel was the sixth stone pillar that had not yet lit up. A huge crack was scraped out in the middle by the gravel.

Due to insufficient support, the stone pillar slowly shifted visibly to the naked eye.

The prismarine placed on the top followed the crumbling stone pillars and was about to fall to the ground and break into pieces!

"Oops!!!"

"The stone pillar, the stone pillar is crooked!!!"

"Look at the prismarine above, don't let the prismarine fall!!!"

All the warriors on the sacrificial platform saw the seven-star stone pillar that was about to collapse. This was undoubtedly the most precarious situation.

The huge gap in the middle of the sixth stone pillar was extremely dazzling in the eyes of everyone, stinging the hope in the hearts of the soldiers.

"The stone pillar is crooked?!" Poseline, who was playing on the side, heard this critical situation. She couldn't help but open her eyes and observed with her peripheral vision.

But the scene before her eyes made Poselin unbelievable, even desperate!

There is such a big gap in the middle of the sixth stone pillar, and the prismarine on top moves little by little with the falling stone pillar;

The next moment I saw, the prismarine was about to fall to the ground and fall apart!

But just when everyone was in despair, on the stone pillar that was about to collapse, the sixth prismarine gradually began to emit a bright holy green light.

The sixth prismarine has already lit up!

But the prismarine that has already lit up is in danger of being shattered! ! !

But the next second is when everyone is in despair and doesn't know how to solve the crisis at hand;

The last sub-island leader on the altar, Sco, rushed over!

Under everyone's stunned looks, the most experienced warrior in the tribe died with his body stone;

Sco curled up and stuffed his entire body into the missing hole of the stone pillar as much as possible!

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking resounded in the ears of all the soldiers, and it hit people's desperate hearts hard.

Sco's face was tortured by severe pain and was almost twisted and hideous. There were several huge boulders above his body;

Sco's death was already foreseeable.

The stone pillars gradually became stable due to the support points, which stopped the prismarine above from falling. This undoubtedly rekindled the hope and fighting spirit of the desperate warriors on the altar.

"Lord Sco!!!"

Seeing the leader's desperate effort, the close soldiers burst into tears, almost collapsed, and rushed over one after another.

With red eyes, they looked at Sco, who was squeezed into a shapeless shape by boulders;

On the face of this leader who was admired by countless warriors, bright red blood oozed from the tip of his nose, mouth, and eyes;

"Fate, order..." Sco looked ferocious, endured severe pain, and spoke with difficulty.

"My God, sir, please give me your orders!"

"Listen to your orders!"

"Master Chief, woo woo woo!"

On the side, several trusted soldiers stretched out their hands, supporting the damaged stone pillars, and responded with tears in their eyes.

"Swear to death, protect, priest, sir..." Sco closed his eyes and said word by word.

"Swear to protect the priest to the death!"

"Swear to protect the priest to the death!"

"Swear to protect the priest to the death!"

The thunderous shouts of countless warriors resounded above the sacrificial altar. Their sound was louder than the huge waves hitting the shore, stronger than the strong wind on the sea, and was transmitted to all the trembling souls;

Even somewhere deep in the sea!

These words did not come from a few trusted warriors in Sco, but from all the warriors on the sacrificial altar who were clear and determined in their hearts!

"The last order, kill me!" Sco said seriously with a look of extreme pain on his face.

His spine had been twisted. Although it would not cause death immediately, the endless pain of being squeezed by the boulder made this experienced leader feel worse than death.

"Master Chief!!!"

"you!!!"

Several close soldiers beside him were stunned when they heard this, and then their tearful eyes were full of hesitation and helplessness.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for Sco to survive.

"Do it! This is the order!!!" Sco's face was so tortured by pain that there was no trace of human expression.

And his tone was more like a plea than a command.

Boselin on the side, listening to Sco's last words throughout the whole process, her eyes that were already full of tears closed her eyes tightly again, focusing on the god-summoning ceremony.

DeLong, Hoyne, Mann, and now Sco;

A total of four sub-island leaders, one after another, and their sacrifices without fear of death made the new high priest feel unspeakable deep sorrow in her heart, and it also made her heart become more determined than ever before.

This is a battle that costs everything, you can only win, not lose!

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"Delong, Huo Ying, and Mann, you walked in a direct way. You will be feared by others." When he was dying, the fearless and brave figures of the three people appeared in Sco's mind.

At the same time, Sco opened his eyes for the last time. He looked at Angelina, who was not far away and was protected by other soldiers.

To the girl, Sco was her father-killer;

"Hey, I'm so sorry, Angelina."

The endless darkness was about to swallow up Sco, and the life that slowly dissipated and the consciousness that gradually fell into sleep made him feel relieved and relaxed.

"Hey, the new tribe is destined to have no place for an old guy like me in the old tribe."

No one noticed that Scoo, who was so tormented by pain that he was inhuman, had a hopeful smile on his lips;

And in his eyes, besides blood, there were also tears.

It's regret, it's remorse, it's also a kind of expectation for the future and one's own helplessness.