The Flat Beast Chief raised his hand and said to these orcs who shook their heads: "This is a sacred sacrificial ceremony, and if you still respect the ancestors, you will retreat from me." ”

Hearing this, the orc warriors stopped shaking their heads and left the central square with sad faces.

The chief of the flat beast took Bingquan's hand and said: "Bingquan, I have fallen into this curse, I should have to die, after you inherit my power, you can better serve the tribe." ”

Bingquan choked up and said, "Chief, isn't there anything the tribe's great witch doctor can do?" ”

"Hey, the Great Witch Doctor disappeared on the Bear King, he is not from our tribe after all, it is rare to be able to do so many things for our tribe, don't blame him."

"Bingquan knows, Bingquan won't."

"You have to remember that when you become a chief in the future, you must double down on your consideration for the tribe and serve the orcs."

"Chief, I remember"

The Flat Beast Chief smiled heartily, took out a war knife from his waist, cut a bloody hole in his palm, and slammed it towards the totem pole behind him.

Suddenly, the brute beast totem pole behind the Flat Beast Chief emitted a blinding red light.

……

Although Vitruvius refused, Marus, the Blooddrinker, had already made up his mind that he must sacrifice himself.

Vitruvius couldn't resist this stubborn troll warrior, so he could only reluctantly agree.

As Vitruvius' bonfire for Cecilia was about to go out, Malus rebuilt a pile of wood with great speed, and with a pinch of elemental power, the one-man tall bonfire burned again.

The third-order warrior Marus smeared the surface of the Brute Banner with his own blood, and the divine light of the Brute Banner flowed, emitting a dazzling red light.

He turned and planted the beast by the campfire.

Then he strode to the side of the bipedal pterosaur that had lost his strength, the elemental power on his body turned into sword light, and the hand qi knife fell, and he slashed the bipedal pterosaur that was also a flying demonic beast, and the flesh and soul of the pterosaur were instantly absorbed by the brute beast flag.

In the darkness of the night, the one-man tall bonfire instantly turned dark blue.

The fire of guidance, the gate of the two worlds.

Marus pulled Vitruvius up, and under Vitruvius' horrified gaze, they rushed to the gate of the two realms together.

……

After the Flat Beast Chieftain slays a demonic beast, the huge bonfire in the center also turns dark blue.

The Flat Beast Chief took the orc Bingquan and rushed into the gate of the two realms together.

The flat beast chief is in front, and the orc Bingquan is behind.

After the flat beast chief stepped into the gate of the two realms, his body disappeared in an instant, and the whole person turned into a spirit body, he pressed his backhand to the orc Bingquan behind him, and at the moment when the body changed from an entity to a spirit body, the flat beast chief pushed the orc Bingquan out.

The orc Bingquan's body was also originally changing towards the spirit body, but at the moment when he was about to change, he was pushed out of the gate of the two realms.

The orc Bingquan's body regained its form, and he also received the power that the Flat Beast Chief had given him at the moment when both of them were spirits.

"For the Horde!" The orc Bingquan let out a loud roar to the sky, and his voice was full of endless sadness and vastness.

Received a gift from the chief of the legendary period, and the orc Bingquan stepped into the legendary period in one fell swoop and became the new flat beast of the jungle tribe.

"For the Horde!" The will of the Flat Beast Chief before his death reverberated in his heart.

..............

it!

Brother thinks that voluntary sacrifice means that you sacrifice yourself, and brother can watch from the side, but you have to drag your brother to run into the fire pit.

Brother 1 didn't force you, 2 didn't lie to you, you don't want Brother to die together, okay!

We're not going to sacrifice anymore!

These words only turned around in Vitruvius's heart, and he didn't even have time to scream out loud before he was pulled into the Gate of the Two Realms by the third-order transcendent troll warrior Marus.

When Vitruvius was pushed out of the Gate of the Two Realms, his face still had the horror of death and the fear of being insane.

After three breaths, Vitruvius remembered that he had just been in the Gate of the Two Realms, and he was almost about to turn into a spirit, and the troll warrior Malus pushed himself out, and at the same time, a thought also entered his consciousness through the state of the spirit.

"Protect Miss Cecilia!"

……

Vitruvius lay on the ground, and after ten breaths, he cleared his mind.

Brother must protect Cecilia.

Without the slightest hesitation, Vitruvius carried out the will of Malus completely, taking it as his own, without the slightest sense of repulsion.

It's dangerous here!

The first thing my brother has to do now is to get out of here as soon as possible.

Vitruvius lifted the dirt and extinguished the guide bonfire, which had been restored to normal flames, and then picked up Cecilia from the ground.

Where to go?

Although the dense forest they were in was large, as long as they were discovered by those third-order troll warriors, they would definitely be able to track them according to the clues.

Then according to the philosophy that the extremes of things must be opposed.

Vitruvius squinted in the direction of Bloodhoof Lake.

In the bright moonlight, the Lake of Bloodhoof was as clear as a mirror, and unless Cecilia could dive deeper than ten feet like Vitruvius, it would be impossible to hide people.

Okay, this is it, Vitruvius hugged Cecilia and ran towards the Bloodhoof Lake, in the process of running, Vitruvius obviously felt that he was holding Cecilia more effortlessly, and he ran faster, he knew that his strength and agility must have increased, but the specific increase still needs to be carefully measured with the probing crystal.

But at this time, there is no such effort.

What is needed most now is time, as long as Cecilia's body perception is restored through the regeneration of the Troll Bloodline talent, she will naturally be able to escape calmly.

When Vitruvius carried Cecilia to the edge of the forest, his eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the moonlight falling from the sky.

Maybe there are people patrolling the sky at this time, and as Adele, how could she not have the potion that allows the flying mount to quickly recover its strength.

You must not rush out of the jungle.

Vitruvius observed for a moment, and found a small ditch in the middle of the forest, and he drew his steel sword and cut down some dead branches and pushed them cross, and then plunged them directly into the river, allowing them to flow down into the Lake of Bloodhoof.

This is actually a common dead wood float in Bloodhoof Lake.

In this way, Vitruvius made seven or eight piles of dead wood and trees, and floated them into the lake.

The last Vitruvius tied the branches of the dead wood to a sturdy like a raft, and placed Cecilia on top of the raft, covering it with dead leaves, and applying a layer of silt to Cecilia's exposed clothing and skin.

It's impossible to notice without looking closely, and there is an unconscious troll lying on top of the raft, which will only be mistaken as a floating object made of stacks of dead wood.