I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

It was cloudy and rainy with dark fog all around.

The grotesque human-faced tree bared its fangs and claws, and its steps on the ground splashed large amounts of water. If you were not careful, you would step into the swamp pit and your whole foot would sink as if it was swallowed by black slime.

Ten prisoner carts carried by silver wolves were neatly arranged and quickly passed through the thick black fog. The orcs guarding the two sides of the team had no expression on their faces, and their eye sockets were slightly sunken and had a blue color.

There was no life in their faces, just like puppets being manipulated by someone, only able to obey the orders of their master.

Arriving at the destination, Luo Ke stopped everyone, raised his hand and turned his back. The orcs guarding on both sides swung their knives at the wolf beasts, and the smell of blood was soon washed away by the heavy rain.

Luo Ke was already very familiar with this kind of thing, but he still couldn't help feeling nervous.

A group of people stood in the rain, waiting in silence.

Jonar walked slowly over in a heavy black robe, the hem of his robe dragging on the ground, but it was not stained by any dirt. His long silver hair was tied up high, and he wore black and gold vine earrings on his ears.

He walked up to the altar easily and nodded to Rocco below.

Luo Ke understood and ordered the cold-faced orcs to pull out all the people in the prison car and tear off the hoods covering their heads. These people were the imprisoned elders.

Among the twelve elders, the wolf clan occupies two seats. In addition, the seven major clans of leopard, lion, bear, tiger, fox, mermaid and feather each occupy one seat.

There are also three small tribes. The Peacock Tribe to which Cedric belongs is dependent on the Feather Tribe, and the other two small tribes also have their own large tribes to which they are dependent.

At this moment, these veterans who once enjoyed great glory were ruthlessly thrown onto the altar like lowly slaves.

On the altar stood twelve black pillars, each engraved with dense ancient beastman writings. Ten people were tied to the pillars, their hands and feet were shackled, making it extremely difficult for them to even move.

There are twelve pillars, but two are left empty, which is obviously imperfect.

The elders who had regained consciousness stared at Crolin standing in the center, their hearts in turmoil.

"Pasak, what on earth do you want to do!"

"You should feel honored to be my sacrifice." Jonal smiled, not surprised that someone could call out that name.

In other words, just having a layer of skin peeled off was nothing to him.

"Sacrifice? What do you mean?"

Jonal remained unmoved by their questions. He had no need to explain anything to a group of dying people.

After waiting for a while, the silver-haired Tiancan brought the tightly tied Dallas over. His light purple eyes were empty and lifeless, without even a trace of reflection.

Luo Ke clenched the sword in his hand so tightly that his fingertips turned white. Even if a long time had passed, he would not fail to recognize this face.

This is the face of his half-brother Luo Lin. Isn’t he dead?

Why are you here? And working for Pathak?

He had many questions in his mind, but he didn't dare to say them out loud and continued to pretend that he didn't recognize her.

But how could his little action escape Jonal's eyes.

Jonal smiled at Roco gently like a kind elder: "Little Roco, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

"Like, who is he?"

It was self-evident who he was referring to. Luo Ke was so nervous that he forgot to breathe and tried his best to calm down: "It doesn't matter who he is. I don't care. From the moment we serve, our brothers' lives belong to you."

Jonal clapped his hands in satisfaction, but the smile on his face suddenly disappeared: "Well said, your brother also taught you this, right?"

"Your brother is much more sensible than you. To be honest, I would feel uncomfortable if I changed to someone else after I got used to him."

Luo Ke did not answer his question directly, and Jonal did not get angry, but told the truth generously.

"He is my half brother. I transformed him into a person who only obeys my orders and gave him authority."

While he was speaking, Rollin tied Dallas to a stone pillar, and then stood on the altar without saying a word, like a beautiful sculpture, without even blinking his eyelashes.

"Who do you think this last position belongs to?"

Jonal turned sideways to look at the last empty stone pillar, his eyes swept to Roland, and then turned to Rocco below.

It was said to be a sacrifice, so one can imagine the fate of the sacrifice.

The relatives reunited after a long separation, but had to go through such a choice. Luo Ke really wanted to say generously that he would go ahead and let his brother go.

But he couldn't, there were thousands of his tribesmen standing behind him, he couldn't die.

Luo Ke knelt on the ground with his knees, his lowered head showing that his back was completely weak.

"Luo Ke still wants to continue serving you, my Lord."

Jonal sneered, as if mocking the insignificant kindness and affection in his heart.

"I thought that you brothers all valued family ties, but it turns out... it's just this way." He paused before saying the second half of the sentence.

It seems that Roco was given the opportunity to choose, but in fact, how could a puppet have the opportunity to choose? Jonal had already made the decision, just wanting to see how vulnerable human nature is in the face of life and death.

Even blood relatives are no more than this!

Just as disgusting as his high-sounding father!

Jonal raised his hand: "Tie him up, do it yourself."

These words were spoken to Luo Ke. If he was unwilling, he would be the one to be tied up.

Luo Ke pursed his lips. The raindrops hitting him were extremely cold, spreading from his body to his heart.

He walked to the stone pillar holding the familiar yet unfamiliar hands, tears falling silently. He had already lost his beloved twin brother, and finally learned that his deceased relative was still alive, but now he had to send him to Xingtai with his own hands.

"I'm sorry, brother."

The cold fingertips brushed across the young man's exposed skin. The unaware young man had no expression on his face, and his eyelashes, wet by the rain, seemed to tremble.

"This is your own choice. Even if you pretend to be nice, he won't answer you." Jonal ruthlessly exposed Rocco's lies.

The Leopard King was a fool and he immediately retorted: "Do you think everyone is like you? Pasak, you are just like your master, a guy that no one loves!"

"You are lucky. You are where you are today because you are favored by Jonal. Why do you think your master likes you? He already has a genius in the clan, Kroki, as his disciple. Why did he accept you? Because he sees himself in you!"

"You are all unloved guys! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The Leopard King laughed wildly, his long light golden hair dripping on his body, his wildness revealed an unignorable beauty.

These words undoubtedly touched Jonal's heart. He glanced at the Leopard King with a cold face, raised his hand and swung at him, leaving five bloody marks on his body, deep enough to see the bones.

The arrogant and laughing face of the Leopard King turned pale in an instant, and blood flowed down, sank into the stone pillar and dripped onto the ground.

"Noisy!"