Su Yun silently walked back to the position where the elder was, and the other remaining human races had already gathered there.

Seeing Su Yun coming over alone, the elder instantly understood the meaning.

They have already agreed!

I am sure to use Su Yun as the main sacrifice!

Without saying too much, the elders made other tribes ready.

Above the head, all the members of the Wushuang Wings have been dispatched to resist the demons' attack again for the human race!

All kinds of gorgeous colors are flying around in the air!

Let out a whistling whistling!

That is the skill activated by the team members!

Withdrew his gaze, the elder saw that all the tribe members were in place.

Without the platform, they could only play Kaguchi music on the ruins.

Fortunately, the instrument was not destroyed.

With his trembling hands stretched out, the elder knew that time was tight and he didn't wait too long, so he waved his head down!

The second sacrifice officially begins!

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The sound of the gods sounds, the slightest color spreads to the entire world...

Su Yun stood in the middle, and he looked at the elder from a distance!

The difference between the two is only five meters at most!

He could even see the elder's twitching corners of his eyes!

"Sir, thank you..."

The elder took out the sharp knife again and cut the pulse of his hand without hesitation!

The burning blood flowed downwards.

Use blood as the guide and draw the ground as the prison!

The wound was cleaved again, and the elder felt a slight waving in front of his eyes, and a burst of pain came from his wrists, and his body was extremely weak!

But he was unwilling to fall into a coma just now.

In order to wake up, the elder bit his tongue hard.

Blood also appeared in his mouth.

But he didn't care!

The trembling right hand continued to outline the mysterious spells just to resummon the powerful ancestor heroes!

The bright colors gradually extend on the uneven ground.

The old man's hand trembled slightly and drew runes one after another.

There was a lot of noise around, but for some reason, the atmosphere seemed to gradually become tense.

Su Yun kept everything in his heart, silently.

When it comes to this moment, it’s not just him who is fighting desperately!

There are also many ordinary people who also take their lives to accompany him!

for example……

Elder!

As time goes by, the blood-colored patterns on the ground gradually become more complex.

Some of these strange patterns look like domestic animals, some look like birds, and some look like birds, and some look like strange patterns that are completely unsightly.

Animals, plants, people...

All living things seem to be inside.

One after another, none of them are the same!

After taking a deep breath, the elder's face turned gray and silent, as if his blood had been drained, it was extremely terrible!

His steps were floating and weak, and he staggered!

When outlining a certain stroke, his arm and even the strength to support him were gone, and he fell to the ground directly!

Breaking lips!

It only adds more blood in your mouth.

Su Yun was startled and held his breath. He wanted to run over and help the elder up.

However, the old man gently pushed it away.

"Big...ha...Sir, it's almost done. Go and stand in the middle."

Seeing that the old man could still speak, Su Yun then put his heart back.

When I touched my forehead, I realized that I was sweating profusely.

"Are you really okay?"

Su Yun asked uncertainly.

The answer to him was a haggard palm.

He was pushing Su Yun to the center of the pattern!

Then, the elder gasped heavily and continued to return to the inscription.

But... I don't know if it's because of being too weak, the elder's outline speed has become slower and slower.

When I could write ten characters, I can only write two or three now!

And it's still decreasing!

At the same time, the elder's attention became more difficult to concentrate, and as he painted, his thoughts could fly to other places.

He seemed to remember the strange beasts in the pattern, and he had seen them somewhere before...

He was like remembering a starry night in his childhood, lying on his relatives' lap and listening to the story of "New God"...

He seemed to remember something from childhood, at that time... he longed to look up at the stars and seas every day...

In a daze, the elder knelt on the ground, his figure was hunched, his fingers with blood were touching the cold earth...

I don’t know when it started, but the old man’s originally heavy breathing suddenly became quiet.

The unsightly eyes shone with shimmering light.

"sun……"

Two words were muttering to himself, the elder could no longer feel the pain, the corners of his mouth raised, and a smile appeared...

"Sunlight……"

A certain pain flashed like a thunder in his head. The old man felt his eyes turn black and he could no longer see anything!

The finger paused for a moment.

But soon, he used his other palm to fumble carefully, not allowing the portrayal to pause...

Keep going!

"Can sunshine... really make people feel warm?"

The elder smiled faintly and said such a big question that he had thought of since childhood.

Then...

After a roar came from his ears, he could no longer hear any other sound!

At the same time, the blood on his wrist stopped flowing...

as if……

All have been drained...

The deep Hoshino, countless stars hanging on it, their expressions are different, and they contain various shapes...

Unfortunately, the elders can no longer hear or see...

His weak, trembling fingers stopped several times.

Feeling that consciousness is moving away, the old man is smart!

Once again, he bit his tongue hard!

The blood mist was filled with it, and finally I pulled my attention back!

Touching the location I wrote before, the old man felt the moisture on the ground, and he finally drew the last painting with certainty!
To be continued...