Just as Vitruvius sat in the big pit that had been dug in his arms, Cecilia, who could not see, hear or speak, and was full of emotion.

A creature fell from above the forest.

The yellow-skinned batwing was none other than the Wyvern, and along with the Wyvern, the Troll Warrior Blooddrinker Marus, rolled to the ground.

Malus rose from the ground and met Vitruvius in human form.

Only then did Vitruvius remember, Nima........ Why did my brother forget about this product, my brother has become a human, this stupid warrior, you have to listen to my brother's explanation first.

Marus was stunned for a moment when he saw Vitruvius in human form, and then ignored it, and his focus was still on Cecilia.

At this time, although Cecilia was unconscious with her eyes closed, her breathing was steady, her chest was rising and falling as usual, and her life characteristics were obvious, how could this hide the perception of a third-order transcendent warrior.

Malus fell to her knees, crying and laughing on her face.

At this point, he looked at Vitruvius with a puzzled look.

Vitruvius did not explain at all and directly launched the Orb of Fraud.

In a flash of colorful light, Vitruvius, the troll witch doctor, appeared in front of Malus.

Marus opened his mouth wide and was surprised, but it was this man who had saved Cecilia, so he stepped forward and kowtowed again.

Vitruvius returned to his human form to show his honesty, and he reached out to help Marus to his knees.

Without saying a word, Marus took out a multicolored banner with a brute totem from his space bag, and he stretched out his finger to gently wipe his troll fangs, and a crack opened in his finger, and he reached out to press it towards the brute flag.

Syllable!

Vitruvius blocked Malus's hand.

His straight face and firm gaze looked into Marus's eyes, and he said lightly, "Forget it." ”

At this moment, Vitruvius felt that his temperament instantly became deep and calm.

It's like a small merchant and hawker who is scheming for a few coppers, and suddenly becomes a big tyrant who has hundreds of thousands of Jindeler in his account in an hour, and a few Jindeler are in front of him, he waved his hand and said calmly: "Forget it." ”

It feels so good, eh...... But there is still a little loss in my heart.......

Marus, who was about to sacrifice himself, smiled bitterly when he heard this, and he said bitterly: "I have always had the bloodline tracking effect of the high-level sacrifice Yecreek, I shouldn't have come back, but I do want to see if Miss Cecilia is dead or alive, and I must also fulfill my promise to you, I must not disgrace the ancestors of Zandalara." ”

Vitruvius waved his hand again and said magnificently: "Strong man, I have appreciated your kindness, and there is no need to sacrifice yourself." ”

Malus smiled bitterly again: "I said that the bloodline tracking on my body has always been there, I can't escape, sooner or later I will be caught by them, you let me die with dignity, now that my flying mount has lost its strength, presumably their flying mount is the same, it must be fast, otherwise they will quickly find this place according to the bloodline tracking, so that Miss Cecilia is in danger again." ”

Vitruvius frowned, but finally asked what he wanted to ask, "Uh...... This, you see that my brother is actually a human being, if you voluntarily sacrifice, can my brother get benefits? ”

Marus nodded and replied, "Yes, the power of voluntary sacrifice is transmitted regardless of race, and even the beast god Oak will not be contaminated, it is part of the rules of the world." ”

Vitruvius was in ecstasy, and was violently pressed down by him in an instant, his face still maintained a straightforward countenance, and at the same time he made a helpless and unbearable expression, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Hey, loyal warrior, since you have made up your mind, then you sacrifice yourself, brother will not say anything." ”

……

The heart of the jungle tribe, guiding the campfire to burn.

Under the four totem poles.

The Flat Beast Chief smiled, opened his chest, and poured himself with spirits.

"Chief, Bingquan is here, Bingquan is here." The black baby cried with a sad face and cried loudly on the side.

In the distance, a lame warrior walked slowly from the darkness in the distance, he had already been smoked black, uh........ It was darker than the tribe's black baby, and at the same time he had two pitch-black bricks in his hands, at this time, he was already so excited that he burst into tears, and he cried his black face.

He cried and shouted excitedly: "It's burned out, it's burned out, I'm Bingquan finally burned the bricks." ”

The Flat Beast Chief was also very happy to pour himself two sips of spirits, and laughed: "Good boy, Bingquan quickly bring me the bricks to see." ”

Bingquan immediately handed the two black bricks to the Flat Beast Chief, who gently stroked the two blackboard bricks with his rough orc hands, as if caressing the skin of a newborn orc.

"Hahahaha, okay, okay, with bricks, our jungle tribe can build a city, Xiong'an City can start to build Wow, our jungle tribe has struggled in the jungle for a hundred years, and now we can finally open up the situation and develop on a foothold."

The chief of the flat beast punched Bingquan and said excitedly: "Bingquan, it's good, you come with me." ”

The Flat Beast Chief pulled Bingquan under a brute beast totem pole, and he said with emotion: "Bingquan, tonight is over, and you are the new flat beast of our tribe." ”

Boom!

The orc Bingquan knelt down directly, and he hissed and roared: "Chief, what are you talking about, you want to sacrifice a person, wow, I don't want to fight." ”

A soldier from the jungle department gathered around, his head weeping and mourning.

Hei Wa'er wiped her tears and said: "Bingquan, these days, you are engaged in black brick kilns, we ....... Our esteemed Flat Beast Chief, he has been cursed and is going to die. ”

"Ahh Oh yes. ”

Brush! Brush! Brush!

The heads of the orcs smashed.

"Hahahaha, today is a good day for Bingquan to burn blackboard bricks, you still have to shake your brains, you should laugh with me...... Hahahaha. The Flat Beast Chief laughed loudly, and the other orcs still shook their heads.

Vomit!

The Flat Beast Chief's face glowed green, and his hearty laughter came to an abrupt end.

A mouthful of dark green blood was spit out by the Flat Beast Chieftain, and the small dark green bugs in the blood were all hideous and terrifying, and their size was more than three times larger than the little bugs spit out by Cecilia.

The Flat Beast Chief is a legendary orc warrior with an amazing physique, so he can still talk and laugh after carrying the Spirit Snatching Spell for a month.

The orc warriors looked at the Flat Beast Chief with a concerned face, and the Flat Beast Chief waved his hand and said, "It can't be delayed, we must sacrifice tonight, hey, don't shake your brains, we came to this world, and that one can go back alive, I am returning to the ancestral spiritual land." ”