Losing the last chance to escape, the chief sighed, not even remembering when the last time he was forced into such a mess.

Now, he felt strange and had no sense of shame in his heart, only despair, a kind of despair that could not see the future.

"Tisok, do you remember what I said just now?" the high priest whispered in his ear.

The chief seemed not to hear what his mentor said clearly, and he said in a daze: "It was me who failed your expectations for me, and it was me who led the totem faith team into the bottomless abyss. If I hadn't been smart enough to work hard for the Blood Alliance, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I was a sinner."

The high priest made a strange sound, and it sounded like he was pulling the old bellows. Only those who knew him understood that it was the high priest's sigh.

Chief Tissoke had only heard this sigh twice: once when he became the temporary captain of the Totem Faith Team and decided to join the Blood Alliance; the other time after his master heard the news of his junior brother Bresta’s death.

This was the third time the chief heard the strange sigh, and he knew that death was coming.

Who knew that the high priest did not mean to blame the chief, but said, "No, I am not referring to this. Remember, my good disciple, the future of my clan depends on you!"

Before Tisok could chew the deep chill of that sentence, the weight behind it was light.

The originally skinny high priest didn't have much weight, but now it has been reduced by at least half, which made the chief feel something was wrong.

When he looked back, he saw his mentor lying on his back, his hair and skin began to show signs of weathering, and his body tissue was decomposing rapidly.

In just a moment, the high priest's flesh and blood melted invisibly, leaving only an empty skeleton.

The only thing that remains in the chief's memory is the last smile of the high priest.

"No!" The chief's blood surging, like a tide of rivers.

"What's the situation!" Thor looked stupid, as if he was watching a monkey show, watching an old man turn into a pile of dead bones inexplicably.

"Oh no!" Yun Qi said complicatedly.

"What's wrong? Isn't it very good now? Before I could take action, one of them died, although the old man looked weak in combat..." Thor was still a little gloating.

"Idiot, that man is sacrificing his vitality and the power of his lifelong ancestors to fulfill Tisok!"

"What kind of ancestor's power, what kind of accomplishment? Wherever you follow!" Thor didn't understand the whole story, and he could hear the fog.

Yun Qi didn't have time to pay attention to him, but he took off one of the rings in his hand, put them quietly into the emblem, and then took out another ring from it and put it on for himself.

"I hope that things will develop not yet reach the point of using them." Yun Qi thought silently.

"What is that?" Thor's eyes were quite sharp, and Yun Qi's little movements did not escape the corner of his eyes: "Hey, why do you feel that this ring looks familiar? It seems that you have seen it somewhere."

Thor grabbed his scalp and looked like he was trying hard to recall.

Yun Qi was so angry that he wanted to kick him up: "Let's solve the current trouble first."

"The trouble right now? I don't know what you are talking about?" Thor curled his lips and said.

"He is right. You are in trouble now. Let me die!" Chief Tissok recovered from grief and anger, his eyes wandering red on the two of them, and finally fell on Thor.

Thor couldn't help but feel the chills climbing over his back, and fear spread in his heart.

At this moment, the chief undergoes unexpected changes.
Chapter completed!