harleyscars Chapter 456 New World()
Chapter 456 New World()
Chapter 456 New World ([-])
The rest of the Wula people were frightened and stupid. If they hadn't seen that the leader was still alive, they would have been unable to control their fear and fled.
"Let me go, or I'll destroy this!"
Suddenly there was a hoarse roar in the distance, and Spiegel turned his head to look, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly.
The old man wearing a feather crown actually stepped on the ice coffin, holding an ax as if he was about to strike.
"Get your stinky feet off!"
Spiegel's eyes were wide open, and he wished he could cut the old man to pieces immediately, and dared to step on his baby.
"Let people go."
The old man swung the ax in his hand, Spiegel's heart pounded and his ears buzzed.
He forced himself to calm down, not to panic, otherwise the consequences would be very bad.
That old man has hair on his head, and his attire is different from that of the Ula people. He should be a saltwater person. Why did he stand on the side of the Ula people and let himself release the leader of the Ula people.
The ax in his hand didn't look like an ordinary stone weapon, but looked more like some kind of metal weapon from the luster and color.
This made Spiegel uncertain. If it was a stone weapon, there was no need to worry that he could destroy the ice coffin in a short time.
But if it's a metal weapon, or some kind of mana weapon, then it's hard to say whether it will really hurt Rem's body in the ice coffin.
"Quick! Otherwise I'll cut it off!"
Withered Tree shouted desperately.
He was also very nervous, because the strength Spiegel showed just now was too strong, and even Siam was defeated and captured in an instant.
It stands to reason that he should thank Spiegel for defeating the Wula tribe, and the Saltwater tribe was liberated.
But he couldn't let the Wula tribe be defeated and driven away, because he used to be a priest of the saltwater tribe.
The status of the priest in the tribe is almost equal to that of the tribal chief, but there is only one difference, that is, the chief can pass on the position to his descendants.
Priests are not good, qualifications are not available to everyone, so they are generally passed on to apprentices, and it is not impossible if the son also has qualifications.
But Kumu's son didn't have the qualifications to become a priest, but Kumu made a lie for his son's happy life, trying to deceive everyone in the tribe and make his son the next priest.
The result was that he was exposed. For the sake of dead wood, his son was not executed, but exiled.
Deadwood didn't feel any gratitude or reflect on his mistakes, but blamed everything on the chief.
After the chieftain and his son died in battle one after another, Deadwood surrendered to the Wula tribe with the remaining saltwater people, and managed the slaves for the Wula people in exchange for their current status.
Although the Wula people eat people, they don't kill them all in one go.
Human beings are also a luxury among the Wula people. They can't be eaten by anyone who wants to, and they must have a good status.
Moreover, people are labor forces, so killing them all at once is a huge waste, and they can be brought back to do coolies.
If they were all killed, they would not be stored for long with the current fresh-keeping methods, and the high-level tribesmen would not be able to eat fresh meat.
Therefore, people like Deadwood are still very useful, and the Ula tribe let him manage the remaining saltwater people.
After Deadwood took charge of the Saltwater people, he robbed the chieftain's widow and his daughter, and humiliated them in public to vent his hatred.
This caused the people of Xianshui to be very hostile to him. Without the backing of the Wula people, the people of Xianshui could tear him alive.
"Stop it, Deadwood, are you crazy? He is the god of the saltwater lake. He is here to drive away the Ula tribe and save our saltwater tribe!"
Next to them, Leonai drove Tuxie to kill the Wula warrior who was entangled them, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the situation here.
"Is he the god of the lake? Impossible! He is definitely not the god of the lake. I don't feel any breath of the god of the lake from him."
Deadwood dare not believe it.
On this point, he is indeed a professional. After all, he is the priest of the Lake God, so he still has the ability to discern.
His words caused Lecco and other saltwater people who came with Spiegel to have doubts, and the credit rating instantly dropped from level 4 fanatics to level 3.
Only Leona and Leona were unwavering, especially Leona, who firmly believed that Spiegel was the god of the lagoon.
"You must have done something bad to blaspheme the gods. The Lord Lake God has abandoned you. Of course you can't feel his existence."
Leone said firmly.
"Impossible! I didn't do anything to blaspheme the Lake God. I will never perceive deviations in the Lake God's breath!"
Deadwood was in a hurry, and Leonai questioned his professional level at this time, which was simply the greatest humiliation for him.
"If you don't do what I say, I'll chop it!"
The dead tree was about to split, and Spiegel shouted immediately.
"stop!"
After speaking, he turned around with a wave, lifted the frozen state of the scythe, and then pointed at the dead wood and shouted.
"Okay, I've let you go, get out of there!"
"No, you stand still now, and let me shoot you with my spear, or I'll chop the thing!"
Seeing that Spiegel had really released the scythe, Deadwood immediately realized the value of the ice coffin under his feet more deeply. He picked up an obsidian spear from the ground and continued to push forward.
Just getting Liange out of trouble is not enough to deal with the immediate crisis. Liange just came out of the ice, and now he is squatting on the ground shivering, his face is frozen blue, and he looks powerless.
"You blasphemer, you deserve to be killed!"
Leonai said in a very rare rage that she hated the dead wood that wanted to hurt Spiegel at the moment.
"Okay, I promise you, but if you don't abide by the agreement, you will die without a place to bury!"
Spiegel responded.
"Hey, die, you are the blasphemer!"
Deadwood threw the obsidian spear in his hand at Spiegel. Although he looked old, the action of throwing a spear has been integrated into the blood of every tribe member, and it is an instinct.
Moreover, at such a short distance, Spiegel is such a big target, there is absolutely no possibility of throwing it wide.
Spiegel watched the spear approach without dodging or avoiding, and was directly pierced through the chest.
"Lord Lake God!"
Leonai cried out in pain, fell to his knees, and burst into tears immediately.
"Hahaha, what kind of lake god, if it is really a lake god, it is impossible to be injured by mortal weapons, then he is a blasphemer!"
Withered Wood laughed out loud, his face full of complacency.
Of course Spiegel is fine, as long as his natural frozen fruit is elementalized, it will be immune to all physical attacks that do not come with arrogance.
The reason why he stood and endured the blow from the dead wood was that now, the go-getter who had been lying on the ground just now suddenly sprang up and bit the dead wood with his bloody mouth open.
Deadwood was still very cautious, and immediately reacted when he heard movement beside him, threw the ax in his hand as a throwing axe, and backed away by himself.
(End of this chapter)