Chapter 1571 The Lighting Engineer Prepares

There was a dead silence.

All the orcs of the Falk tribe looked at the only piece of broken clothes left on the gallows, with shock and panic on their faces.

The Holy Light has already proved Irina's words. Ferdinand sold his soul to the devil and was completely wiped out by the Holy Light, so the battle was meaningless.

Perhaps they should also thank Irina. If it wasn't for her, then what they would face next would be a devil's rule. No one knew whether the Fak tribe would become the next Eba tribe.

Now the Fake tribe has no leader, where should it go next?

The chiefs and representatives of each tribe looked at this scene with different expressions.

The devil took control of Ferdinand, proved to be real, and most likely caused the Eba tribe to kill each other hundreds of years ago. Will the same thing happen again in the Twilight Forest?

In this chaos, once again lost a tenth-level powerhouse, and lost the Fak tribe, the heir to the chieftain, and its strength has dropped a lot. Must be able to stand firm.

What happened tonight will have a great impact on the pattern of Twilight Forest.

"Ding! The black mist has been cleared, and the source of the black mist has been completely isolated!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task and getting the task reward: a face-changing mask!"

The cheerful voice of the system sounded in Mag's mind. He frowned slightly, walked out of the crowd again, returned to Amy and the others, and said with a smile: "It seems that we don't need to retreat."

"Brother..." Connie looked at the only broken clothes left, biting her lips, trying to restrain her emotions, tears falling down.

That petite figure appeared extremely lonely and fragile in the crowd.

Everyone looked at her with some pity. The survivors in this rebellion were probably the most unfortunate ones.

"Gary the Kingslayer is dead, and the devil Ferdinand who conspired and planned all this has been executed. Now the only one who is qualified to inherit the position of the chief of the Falk tribe is your little princess." Irina His eyes fell on Connie, and a beam of gentle light also fell on her.

The orcs of the Falk tribe looked at Connie standing in the light beam, and their eyes gradually lit up.

"Princess Connie is the chief's favorite princess! She is also his only heir now,

It is justifiable for her to inherit the position of chief! "De Ward came out from the crowd, holding up the mage's staff and shouted.

"I agree too! Princess Connie is a kind and brave person who has exposed the lies and deceptions of the devil. She will definitely be able to lead our Falk tribe out of the difficult situation!" Another old man came out and echoed loudly road.

All the orcs nodded in agreement. What Connie did today made all the orcs change their minds about the innocent princess who was like a little white rabbit. This experience is undoubtedly a test for her. Maybe it can really lead the Falk tribe to become stronger again.

"Princess Connie, please come to the stage and become the chief!"

"Princess Connie, please come on stage!"

Everyone gave way to the road leading to the high platform, looked at Connie and shouted loudly.

"I..." Connie listened to the shouts, her face showed a bit of panic and bewilderment, her eyes subconsciously wandered through the crowd, and finally fell on Mag.

"Go, go and protect the things that your father has solemnly guarded all his life." McGonagall said loudly.

"Guardian..." Connie's blank gaze seemed to catch something at once, looking at those trusting eyes, she seemed to vaguely see that solemn man and that kind old lady, and took a deep breath. In one breath, he walked towards the high platform.

Connie stepped onto the high platform, looked at everyone, and said in a low voice: "I am Connie, I may not be qualified to stand here, and I don't have enough ability to become the chief of the Falk tribe, but what I want to say is... ...I hope to continue to guard this land and this tribe for my father."

The orcs looked at Connie and silently wiped away their tears.

If all these things hadn't happened, how would they have been a stable and powerful tribe.

"It's your turn, Ugly Duckling." Mag tore off the black cloth from Ugly Duckling's body, and patted its butt lightly, "It's a single grilled fish."

"Meow!" The ugly duckling's eyes lit up, and jumped from Amy's arms to the ground, passing through the crowd like an orange lightning, and rushed towards the high platform.

"The lighting engineer is in place!"

"Levitation Master is ready!"

McGonagall said softly.

"Meow!"

Just when everyone fell into grief and couldn't extricate themselves, a loud and clear cry suddenly came to mind, and an orange figure suddenly rushed up the high platform and hovered in front of Connie.

It was an orange cat, but it had a pair of translucent white wings on its back, allowing it to hover in front of Connie out of thin air.

Its body exudes a holy light, like a god descending from the earth.

"Master Yuan Devouring Beast God!"

"It's really Lord Devouring Beast God!!!"

The orcs of the Falk tribe looked at the orange cat that could only fly, and after a moment of ecstasy, their faces suddenly showed ecstasy, and they knelt down on the ground with a thump, and many of them started to kowtow directly.

"Is this... really the Yuan Devouring Beast God?" The orcs from other tribes looked at the orange cat standing in the air, and the orcs from the Fak tribe kneeling on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and lowered their heads to show respect .

Every tribe has its own beast god, but the number of beast gods manifested in history is very small.

No one would have imagined that after the Fake tribe suffered such a catastrophe, it would usher in the manifestation of the Yuan Devouring Beast God.

"Ugly..." Connie blurted out after staring at the orange cat floating in front of her.

"Meow"

But before she could say anything, the ugly duckling stretched out one paw to cover her mouth, and at the same time pressed the other paw on the top of her head. The light seemed to become brighter at this moment, as if It is carrying on some kind of inheritance.

Everyone's eyes widened gradually as they watched this mysterious scene. They might be witnessing an important scene.

About ten seconds later, the ugly duckling withdrew its fat paws from Connie's head, and a golden crown appeared on Connie's head.

"Meow."

The ugly duckling croaked again, and then disappeared out of thin air.

All the light dissipated, leaving only the golden crown on Connie's head shining brightly.

"Master Devouring Beast God has chosen Princess Connie!"

"Master Beast God also approved Princess Connie to lead the Falk Tribe!"

"Chief Connie! Chief Connie!!"

All the orcs got up and watched Connie start cheering!