I Have a Bunch of Players on Earth

"Master Savon?" Many rituals heard the news and stood up, staring at the old priest with a wind candle.

In terms of seniority and seniority, the Savoir sacrifice is absolutely second to none among the surviving old sacrifices today, and even the proud chieftains like Hottel should treat each other with respect and respect.

Nowadays, a lot of elites are lost in the blast department. This only high priest who can stabilize the military and can hold the field wants to take the initiative to take the initiative?

"Adult..." A middle-aged priest beside him quickly got up and said: "Let me come, now the Blast Tribe can't live without you!"

"You can't..." Savon smiled and shook his head: "You are not enough to calm the tribe's resentment..."

Everyone was suddenly silent when they heard the words. Now the sacrificial rituals in the tent, except for Savon, are really not qualified to hold such a big pot!

But without him, where should the tribe go from now on?

A moment of confusion suddenly poured into my heart. For the first time, many priests suddenly felt that there was no way forward.

"Don't discourage the children..." Savon smiled gently: "The sacrifice is the tribal spiritual totem and the fire of the tribe. If even you lose hope, then this tribe really has no future. ....."

Everyone heard the body, and the youngest priest could not help but question: "Can we... really have a future?"

The blows by the mysterious outsiders almost destroyed the plan of the blast ministry to absorb the new population. Two years ago, the elders of the major sacred ministries began to travel far and wide, but until now, the population that has been brought back has not even 10,000 people. .

Sometimes even some strong tauren will be charged up. You know, in the past, even when the blast department was the most down, it was not accepted by the royal family of non-small and medium tribes...

Not to mention the natural disaster...

Up to now, darkness has enveloped this continent for at least seven days!

There is no sunshine for seven days, the ordinary orcs may not feel obvious, but as a sacrifice they are very clear, the situation is worse than expected!

The plump green grass in the pasture has begun to show signs of withering because it can't absorb the sun, so many sacrifices have to increase the intensity of element support to maintain the vitality of the pasture!

But the price is very expensive, a grassland without sunshine, want to maintain the previous quality level, the price to pay is more than a hundred times before!

This made them have to give up some small pastures of average quality, so as to concentrate their resources on the most fat pastures to concentrate element resources.

But relying on a few large pastures, where can the tribe's huge herd be raised?

Over time, the herd will definitely decrease significantly. Without enough meat, what do the warrior tribes keep?

The rituals present here have been calculated quietly. At present, the elemental resources at most hug the three large grasslands headed by the Mulgore grassland, and if the grasslands are retained, the personnel of the blast department can now support up to a quarter, which is still very reluctant. Of support...

This means that three-quarters of the tribe members must be eliminated...

Do they really have a future?

In the face of the young guy's doubts, many priests were trying to scold, but Savon waved his hand slightly to stop the blame of the old priests. He sighed and patted the other person's generous shoulders: "Maybe the future will indeed It's difficult, but no matter how difficult, you young people have to go on?"

The other party was surprised for a moment, but Savon continued: "Children, we old men have not lived for many years. In the final analysis, the worst result is nothing but turning into fertile soil and returning to the earth. We all have to experience in life. Experienced, this life...maybe a bit regretful, but in fact it is almost the same, but you are different, you still have a good life, if even you have lost hope, then the long future, how do you go on? ?"

When the young man heard the silence, an extremely complicated emotion came to his mind.

There is even a feeling of why I was born in this era...

The atmosphere of the entire tent became suppressed with the words of old Savon, and many priests were exposed for a while...

Yeah...they are a group of old guys who will die if they are a big deal. What they should experience and enjoy in life, they all have almost the same life, but this group of children, what should they do in the future...

The atmosphere was depressed. Suddenly, there was a very noisy sound outside. As the noisy sound grew louder, many priests immediately frowned.

Is it that the people in the tribe can't stand it now, are they going to protest?

Just thinking, the tent suddenly stumbled outside and broke into a tall orc.

This made all the sacrificial faces gloomy, and the orcs who came in knew them, and they are the current leader of the Warrior Department: Bloom Roar!

"What do you want to do?" Many sacrifices, including Savon, who had just prepared to sacrifice himself to quell the grievances of the people, looked at each other with ugliness.

The soldiers broke into the sacrifice meeting without consent, which was a great disrespect for the tribal sacrifice!

He can sacrifice himself to quell people's grievances, but he absolutely will not allow this group of barbaric warriors to trample on the majesty of the sacrifice department!

The sacrifice represents the inheritance and represents the foundation of the tribe. If the authority is not guaranteed and the soldiers completely trample down, the inheritance of this tribe will be over...

So in an instant, Savon secretly awakened his real name totem, and he had a murderous heart in his heart. He had planned to kill this guy who challenged the authority of sacrifice in the shortest time!

Bloom seemed to feel the killing intentions of everyone, and quickly waved his hand and explained: "Adults, don't get me wrong, I am not malicious!"

Looking at the more and more powerful Bloom in the past few days, he immediately took this posture. The expressions of many sacrifices were slightly slow. Old Savon glanced at him carefully and found that the other party was indeed malicious. : "What happened?"

"Outside..." Broon said excitedly: "Master Savon, the scroll you sacrificed has moved!"

"Oh?" Mr. Wen Yan was surprised for a moment, and then he was immediately excited.

"Go out and see!!!" Savon hurriedly said.

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A group of orc sacrifices quickly walked towards the altar under the guide of Bron, and they saw from the far away that the sky was covered with white runing formations, and a great breath came from the formation, and then ..... where the rune began to appear a spider-web-like crack, visually as if the entire sky were to shatter.

Something is coming! !

In a flash, Savon quickly hurriedly said: "Kneel down and greet the coming of Lord God!!!"

All the stunned orcs knelt down subconsciously under the drunkenness of Savon, and Savon led all the sacrifices to the front...

God of the wind, please bless us! !

Savon prayed silently in his heart...

Unlike other orcs, after reading the literature, he knows that the things in the scroll are not necessarily good, and the fantasy gods in their hearts are not a thing at all...

But the matter has come to this point, they can only pray for their surrender, in exchange for the goodwill of the unknown...

While panicking in my heart, suddenly... Savon heard a cry!

"It's Lord Hotter!!!"