Chapter 1573

The scene was dead.

The orcs of the zoufak tribe looked at the only broken dress left on the gallows, with shock and panic on their faces.

The holy light has proved Elena's words. Peidinan has sold his soul to the devil, and is completely eliminated by the holy light, so the battle is meaningless.

Maybe they should also thank Elena. If it wasn't for her, they would face the rule of a devil. No one knows whether the FAK tribe will become the next Erba tribe.

Now the FAK tribe is leaderless. Where should we go next?

The chiefs and representatives of the tribes looked at the scene with different faces.

The devil controlled pedynan, which proved to be real, and probably led to the cannibalism of the Erba tribe hundreds of years ago. Will the same thing happen again in the twilight forest?

In this chaos, the FAK tribe, which once again lost a level 10 strongman and a chieftain's successor, has lost a lot of strength. There are only three less powerful level 10 orcs left, which may not be able to stand firm among the top ten tribes.

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

"Ding! The black fog has been removed, and the source of the black fog has been completely isolated! "

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

McGonagall's head rang with a systematic cheery voice. With a slightly raised eyebrow, he came out of the crowd again, went back to Amy and said with a smile, "it seems we don't need to retreat."

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

That petite figure appears incomparably lonely and fragile in the crowd.

People looked at her with pity. The survivor of the rebellion was probably the most unfortunate one.

"Gary the regicide is dead. Perdinand, the devil who plotted all this, has been killed. Now the only one who is qualified to succeed to the chief of FAK tribe is your little princess." Elena's eyes fell on Connie, and a gentle light fell on her as well.

The orcs of the FAK tribe look at Connie standing in the beam of light, and their eyes gradually light up.

"Princess Connie is the chief's favorite princess! She is also his only heir now. She will succeed him as chief. The name is just as it should be Dwood came out of the crowd and cried, holding up his wand.

"I agree! Princess Connie is a kind and brave person who has exposed the devil's lies and deceptions. She is sure to lead our Falk tribe out of the difficult predicament! " Another old man came out and answered with a loud voice.

All the orcs nodded in response. What Connie did today made all the orcs greatly change their impression of the simple Princess like a little white rabbit. This experience is undoubtedly an experience for her. Maybe she can lead the FAK tribe to be strong again.

"Ask Princess Connie to come on stage and seal the chief!"

"Princess Connie on stage!"

The crowd got out of the way to the platform and looked at Connie shouting.

"I..." Connie listened to the cry, her face showed a bit of fear and loss, her eyes subconsciously swam through the crowd, and finally fell on MEG.

"Go and guard what your father has been guarding for a lifetime." Said Meg aloud.

"Guard..." Connie's blank eyes seemed to catch something at once. Looking at those trusting eyes, she vaguely saw the solemn man and the loving old lady. She took a deep breath and walked towards the high platform.

Connie stepped onto the stage, looked at everyone, and said in a low voice: "I'm Connie. Maybe I'm not qualified to stand here, and I don't have enough ability to be the chief of FAK tribe, but what I want to say is... I hope to continue to protect this land and this tribe for my father."

The orcs looked at Connie and wept silently.

If all this had not happened, they would have been a stable and powerful tribe.

"It's your turn, ugly duckling." MEG ripped off the black cloth from the duckling and patted him on the bottom. "A single roast fish."

"Meow!" As soon as the ugly duckling's eyes brightened, she jumped from Amy's arms to the ground and ran through the crowd like an orange lightning, towards the high platform.

"Light master in position!"

"The levitator is ready!"

Meg said softly.

"Meow!"

Just when they were in deep sorrow and couldn't extricate themselves, a loud and clear cry suddenly occurred to them. An orange figure suddenly jumped onto the platform and hovered in front of Connie.

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

It radiates a holy light, just like the God of heaven.

"The beast God of the Yuan Dynasty, my Lord!"

"It's the master of the beast God of swallowing yuan!"

The orcs of the zhongfak tribe looked at the flying orange cat. When they were stunned, their faces suddenly showed a look of ecstasy. They plopped down on their knees, and many of them began to kowtow.

"This... Is really the God of biting the yuan?" The orcs of other tribes looked at the orange cat standing in the air and the orcs of FAK tribe kneeling on the ground. They hesitated and bowed their heads to show respect.

Each tribe has its own animal God, but there are few times of animal God manifesting in history.

No one could have imagined that after this disaster, FAK tribe would usher in the manifestation of the beast God of Yuan eating.

"Ugly..." Connie looked at the orange cat floating in front of her and blurted out.

"Meow"

But without waiting for her words, the ugly duckling has put out a paw to cover her mouth, and pressed the other paw on her head. The light seems to become brighter at this moment, as if it is carrying on some kind of inheritance.

Everyone's eyes are gradually widening when they look at this mysterious scene. They may be witnessing an important scene.

About ten seconds later, the duckling retracts the fat claws on Connie's head. Connie has a golden crown on her head.

"Meow."

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

All the light went away, leaving Connie's golden crown shining.

"The master of the beast has chosen Princess Connie!"

"The beast God also approved Princess Connie to lead the FAK tribe!"

"Chief Connie! Chief Connie! "

The orcs got up, looked at Connie and began to cheer!