roccoschili Chapter 639 Surrender to Him
Chapter 639 Surrender to Him
The three Star Clan members gathered around the purple bone snail lying quietly in their palms, their expectant expressions fading and replaced by confusion.
"Moshi Moshi?" a Star Clan member continued to tentatively whisper.
The snail remained silent, offering no response.
"What exactly happened outside during the days we spent in the ruins?" A bad feeling crept into my mind.
Their voices trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.
He hurriedly took out the crystal ball he always carried with him.
The spatial barrier of the ruins had disappeared, and information from the outside world poured into the crystal ball like a flood.
Time passed in deathly silence.
The light from the crystal ball illuminated three pale, bloodless faces.
Heavy breathing echoed between the three, like the panting of a dying beast.
The pupils of the mixed-race body suddenly contracted to pinpoints, staring intently at the latest and most glaring images scrolling across the screen:
"The Hybrid-Beastman Alliance is hereby established!"
"The Beast God has returned! The Creator has descended!"
"StarClan...annihilated..."
Every word was like a poisoned ice pick, piercing their hearts!
“Complete annihilation…” Broken syllables squeezed out of his throat, filled with unbelievable despair, “Then…we are…the last Star Race survivors in this second heaven?”
Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around their necks, and a feeling of suffocation surged forth.
Their own proud race, the vast power they considered their foundation, had actually... vanished into thin air in the short time they were trapped in the ruins?
A chill that penetrated to the bone made them tremble uncontrollably.
A sense of discontent burned like wildfire in my heart.
They are StarClan! Beings who once looked down upon all living beings! How could they be annihilated?!
"Contact headquarters!" a Star Clan member roared. "Quickly! Use the highest-level Star Core communication array! We must contact headquarters!"
The other two, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly took out several fragments of star cores that shimmered with a ghostly blue light and quickly set up a complex and ancient array on the ground.
A deep blue light shone, and the space at the center of the array began to distort and vibrate, attempting to connect to the distant coordinates located on the Purple Star.
One...failure.
Two...failures.
Ten times... a hundred times...
The array's light flickered erratically, and each attempt was like a stone sinking into the sea, failing to even cause a ripple.
The coordinates that represented the highest power center of the Star Clan seemed to have completely disappeared from this universe.
“No…impossible…” A Star Clan member slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant.
“Headquarters… is gone…” another voice said, choked with sobs.
Did they escape, or were they wiped out by the creator god?
The three Star Clan members dared not think further.
Their last shred of hope was utterly crushed, and despair, like an icy tide, completely overwhelmed them.
The thoughts of plundering treasure and hunting hybrids vanished from their minds at this moment.
They had only one thought: to live! They absolutely could not die!
"No...we can't die here!" One of them suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with a desperate madness. "We surrender...we surrender to the Creator God!"
"What?!" The other two looked up in shock.
"This is the only way!" His voice was resolute, a do-or-die statement. "Offer enough sincerity and beg for His forgiveness! Perhaps... we can still survive!"
"Sincerity?" The two were bewildered.
The Star Clan's gaze, like a poisoned dagger, suddenly pierced towards Bagayal, who lay on the ground, barely breathing.
“It’s him.” He said in StarClan, his voice icy and chilling. “This traitor who betrayed the Creator and sided with my people. His life is just right as a stepping stone for our surrender.”
The other two instantly understood, and a cruel glint also flashed in their eyes.
Indeed, is there a more suitable sacrifice than this traitor?!
“Bagayalu.” The Star Clan member forced a twisted smile and called out, “There’s something else I need you to do.”
Although Baga Yalu was taking in little air and exhaling much, he looked at the azure sky outside the ruins, panting heavily, his heart filled with the relief of surviving a catastrophe.
According to the adults' plan, all they had to do was wait at the exit of the ruins until that disgusting mixed-race Ying Linlin came out, peel off his skin, and then he would be completely free.
Just be patient a little longer; better days are yet to come.
Suddenly hearing the Star Clan's shouts, he froze, turning his head with difficulty. He saw three Star Clan members with strange expressions. After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously mustered all his strength and hoarsely replied, "My lords, what are your orders..."
He hadn't finished speaking!
"Pfft!"
"Crack!"
Three figures suddenly appeared like ghosts.
Perhaps fearing exposure, they did not directly unleash the divine power possessed by the Star Clan, but instead engaged in pure slaughter.
One man gripped his throat tightly, another twisted his arms, and yet another kicked him so hard that his kneecaps shattered!
A sharp pain instantly swept through my entire body.
Baga Yalu couldn't even let out a scream; his eyes were filled with extreme terror and disbelief.
"Why...why?" He managed to squeeze out a few words, blood and foam spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Why?" The Star Clan's face drew closer, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery and killing intent. "Because your master... the Star Clan is finished, completely finished."
“And you, this traitorous dog of the Second Heaven,” another StarClan member sneered, “are our pledge of allegiance to the Creator…”
Baga Yalu's pupils dilated instantly.
StarClan... is over?
A bone-chilling coldness froze his soul.
He betrayed the Second Heaven, betrayed humanity, and begged for mercy like a dog, all he wanted was the Star Clan's promise to kill Ying Linlin...
The results of it?
Ying Linlin is still alive, yet the Star Clan has already been wiped out?
Not only did he not receive everything promised, but he also became...a discarded pawn.
They became sacrifices for these three Star Clan beasts to show their loyalty to the Second Heaven...
"No—!" A desperate scream roared wildly in his heart.
regret!
Boundless regret entwined his heart like a poisonous vine.
He was wrong, very wrong.
Trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin will only result in being devoured by it.
Although Ying Linlin poisoned him, she did not kill him, and he himself chose the abyss of certain destruction.
He thought he had climbed a high branch, but he had only sent himself to the altar.
“I shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have been a lackey… I shouldn’t have… conspired with a tiger for its skin…” His lips moved, silently uttering his final regret.
“It’s still somewhat valuable.” A fierce glint flashed in the Star Clan member’s eyes, and the hand gripping his throat tightened suddenly!
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.
The light in Baga Yalu's eyes vanished instantly, leaving behind only endless despair and regret.
He only understood on his deathbed that the price of betraying the Second Heaven was so thorough, so... ironic.
The three Star Clan members released their grip, leaving Bagayal's corpse limp on the ground like a broken sack.
They stared at the still-warm corpse with no pity in their eyes, only a morbid, sacrificial frenzy.
His eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "Take this sincerity and go to the Creator God! This is our... last chance to survive!"