Chapter 1024: Inheritance Totem

This is the most fundamental secret of the Burning Tower. The flame is to burn, ignite all enemies as fuel, and burn them all to ashes.

Half a minute later, the golden dome on the forehead of the chief of the Golden Dome Tribe completely dimmed, and the golden magic pattern on his forehead completely lost its luster. The layer of halo protection disappeared, and his body was ignited by the flame dragon breath that was constantly used around him.

Burning, endless burning...

On the other side, the sky-level warlock who was fighting with Crom suddenly changed his face, bursting out the magic pattern all over his body, and instantly released a huge fireball of tens of meters in size, stopping Crom, and then flew towards Deidara without looking back.

Meteorites fell from the sky, and the dense meteorites dragged long flame tails, like a meteor shower, covering the orange fire cloud.

Bang bang bang, a series of explosions sounded, and the orange fire cloud began to fluctuate. Under the attack of the Heavenly Warlock, thousands of meteorites fell in a dozen seconds, smashing the fire cloud...

The fire cloud exploded, and a figure with pale golden flames all over his body fell to the ground. The extremely high temperature made the surrounding air completely distorted, and the space seemed to be burned through a big hole.

The chief of the Golden Top Tribe fell to the ground, and the ground within a range of hundreds of meters instantly burned with flames. As the flame dragon breath dispersed, it lost the fuel support and slowly extinguished. The burnt body of the chief of the Golden Top Tribe was emitting black smoke and lying there twitching constantly.

On the other side, Krom also chased from behind, and the fangs giant sword slashed fiercely on the shield of the Heavenly Warlock.

With a loud bang, the body of the Heavenly Warlock also turned into a residual image and fell to the ground.

A large pit of more than ten meters in size was smashed into the ground. In the center of the pit, the Heavenly Warlock who had activated the Golden Top Magic Pattern was lying there covered in blood. If it weren't for the Golden Top Magic Pattern, he would have been dead now if he had relied on his body to withstand Krom's sword...

The battle here was completely over. On the other side, Lin Yun was too lazy to play with Kraf anymore. He released two four-series bombs in succession, which blew Kraf to the ground again. Before he could jump out again, a ball of black and red flame suddenly appeared in the surrounding flames.

The flame instantly turned into a chain, binding Kraf. The next moment, Kraf screamed, and the golden light on his forehead surged. The ancestor spirit of the Golden Top Tribe screamed and turned into a stream of light and dissipated.

Kraf's face turned gray. As soon as he used his magic power, he felt as if all the bones in his body were burning.

Lin Yun slowly floated down and took a look at Kraf.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have any ideas. This is an upper-level demon flame elf. It has just devoured a large number of evil bone demons' bone-eating black flames and evolved. If you don't want all the bones in your body to be burned to ashes, be honest."

Kraf, who was bound by Theodus, was angry and unwilling, staring at Lin Yun and roaring loudly.

"Damn guy, it's another sneak attack, you'd better..."

But before he finished speaking, he began to scream in pain, and his body twitched like a seizure. A trace of black and red flame penetrated into his body and gently stroked his bones...

Three seconds later, Kraf was panting with cold sweat on his head, and his body seemed to collapse as if it had gone soft. He stared at Lin Yun with gritted teeth and dared not say a word again.

On the other side, the Heavenly Warlock and the Great Chief of the Golden Top Tribe had been captured, but the two Great Chiefs of the Golden Top Tribe would rather die than surrender. Their bodies were burned black, but they still gritted their teeth and roared.

"Krom, it's absolutely impossible for me to surrender. I would rather fight to the last moment. My blood is my glory. Death is just returning to the embrace of the earth.

Krom, I will never admit defeat. Even if you kill me, I will not surrender!

The people of the Beast God,

have never surrendered!"

Deidara glared and was about to burn this guy who would rather die than surrender, but Chrome stopped Deidara and went up to persuade him personally.

The battle of the Heavenly Rank is over, but the battle below the Heavenly Rank is still going on. The defeat of the Golden Top Tribe is a foregone conclusion. The three Heavenly Rank warriors have all been defeated. Their morale is completely gone. They are suppressed by the Blood Fang Tribe and humans and are about to enter the Golden Top Tribe.

"Lar, don't you understand what's going on now? Don't you understand that if you continue to fight, your Golden Top Tribe will be destroyed!"

Krom persuaded Lar kindly with a sigh in his eyes.

Before dealing with those undead, Krom's lifelong wish was to defeat the Golden Top Tribe and chop off the head of his old rival Lar and hang it at the gate of the Bloodfang Tribe.

But now, seeing Lar's appearance, he no longer had this idea.

Lar's neck was stiff, veins were exposed on his forehead, and he stared at Krom with red eyes. The fighting spirit in his body had started to work again, but in an instant, a large piece of his charred skin collapsed due to the outbreak of fighting spirit, and the bloody flesh under the skin was exposed.

The severe pain affected the injuries inside and outside the body. Suddenly, Lar could no longer control the outbreak of fighting spirit. He could only keep looking at the cold air and staring at Krom with gritted teeth.

"Krom, you orc traitor, you bastard who has been honored by the Beast God, I don't accept it, I will never surrender even if I die. If I frown, I am not a subject of the Beast God.

You despicable bastard, you invited outsiders to deal with us. I will never surrender even if I die, and neither will the orcs of the Golden Top Tribe. It is useless even if you don't fall into the Golden Top Tribe.

I will turn into an ancestral spirit, hide, and tell thousands of descendants what despicable means you, Krom, used to win this victory! "

Looking at Lar's appearance, Krom frowned and pointed at Clough, who was lying on the ground tied by Theodus not far away.

"Lar, last time you borrowed outsiders to attack our tribe, I didn't see you so righteous. You idiot, you also let this guy pretend to be an orc of your Golden Top Tribe, trying to make others unable to see it.

You saw it last time. You came to attack, and my guests didn't intervene. It was because they found out that you brought outsiders.

It was you who broke the rules first and violated the honor of the orcs. Since you can disobey our rules and borrow the power of outsiders to destroy our Bloodfang Tribe, then I use the same means to deal with you, and you asked for it! "

Laer's eyes were red, he was not afraid of death, but he just didn't want to be a rule breaker, and the first one to break the rules.

"Krom, how can this be the same? These are completely different things. My guest is an orc, but none of your guests look like orcs.

My guests are also the people of the God of Beasts, so there is nothing wrong with them helping me. You have brought in foreigners, so the nature is different. You are the rule breaker."

Krom was not angry, but laughed.

"Laer, you are still stubborn now. Do you dare to swear to the God of Beasts? I don't need to tell you what our ancestral precepts that have been passed down to this day are.

Do you dare to swear to the God of Beasts, swear with the glory of the Golden Top Tribe, saying that you feel that you have done nothing wrong?

Since there is no fault, why don't you show up with your guest in a dignified manner, why do you want him to disguise himself as a Golden Top Orc? "

Laer opened his mouth, his face flushed, but he dared not say anything. No orc dared to swear an oath related to the integration of the tribe and the beast god unless he had a clear conscience, at least for the Golden Top Tribe and the Blood Fang Tribe.

Seeing that Laer could not speak, Krom hurriedly continued to persuade him.

"Laer, you have nothing to say now, right? You were the first to break the rules set by the ancestors, so I used the same method, which is not a violation. What are you dissatisfied with?

Let's not talk about this for now. Have you ever thought about it? If you don't surrender and continue to fight, do you think you are my opponent?

After you die, the Golden Top Tribe will be destroyed. Your tribe also has three heavenly ranks. The warlock has been seriously injured and can't continue to fight. If you don't surrender and continue to fight, you will die.

So do you think that after you and the warlock die, the great prophet and tribesmen of your tribe will surrender?

No, they are all the people of the great beast god, and they will definitely avenge you!

What should we do? We can only defeat your Golden Top Tribe. The loss after that will inevitably be the complete destruction of one of the parties. The people who will be destroyed will definitely not be our Blood Fang Tribe. You should understand this.

If we continue to fight, your Golden Top Tribe will be completely extinct. The inheritance of the tribe will be cut off in your hands. Are you worthy of the ancestors of your Golden Top Tribe? "

When Krom said this, he suddenly stopped and waited for Lar to think slowly.

Lar's face kept changing, and the helplessness and unyielding in his eyes kept changing, with pain and shame.

"We orcs of the Golden Top Tribe will never surrender!"

Looking at Lar's appearance, Krom suddenly sighed.

"Lar, look at what this is. "

As he spoke, Krom took out the new heritage totem of the Bloodfang Tribe.

The totem was covered with the names of the orc ancestors, and on the top of the totem there was an orc skull that looked ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Lal looked at the totem in shock, especially when he saw many familiar names on the surface of the totem at a glance. The most prominent name was Rexxar, which even the children who had just learned to speak in the tribe knew.

"Is this a heritage totem? From your tribe?"

Krom pointed at the totem and spoke slowly in a very sighing and distant tone.

"This skull is the skull of Rexxar's ancestors. These ancestors used their souls to seal the great lord. Their souls could not rest, and their bodies turned into undead creatures and wandered forever in the wasteland.

This is why the wasteland is so desolate and no living creature can see it. This time, with the help of these distinguished guests, we used the heritage totem of our tribe to replace the souls of these ancestors and seal the great lord.

The souls of the ancestors were liberated, and their souls gathered together, reborn in Nirvana, and turned into the new inheritance totem of our tribe.

Look at these names, many of them are the ancestors of your tribe.

We have been arguing about which tribe the ancestor of Rexxar is from, but if you look at these names, it is enough to explain the problem.

Lar, we are all the people of the Beast God, and the blood of the Beast God flows in our bodies. Look at these names, we all have the same ancestor, so there is no need for us to continue fighting.

In recent years, the number of people in the tribe has become fewer and fewer. Do you think that if we continue to fight, anyone will still be the winner? What's the point of truly ruling this wasteland? The inheritance of the tribe is what we care about most.

Let's stop fighting. "R1152

The fastest update, please bookmark for reading without pop-up window ().