"Master, this ugly statue is so heavy!"
As the whining voice fell, for a moment, heaven and earth seemed to become somewhat stagnant, as if they couldn't react in time!
"Damn it!"
Finally, a roar tore through heaven and earth; the Scorpion God statue was forcibly taken from the Scorpion God Palace by the Human tribe. For the Scorpion Clan, this was simply unbearable!
If the faith of a tribe is humiliated, perhaps only a sacrifice of blood and bone can cleanse it, or the blood and bone of those who defiled the divine will wash away the shame of desecration.
Or they must defend the last dignity of a tribe with their lives, even if it means death in battle. It seems that now the Scorpion Clan belongs to the latter!
The awoken Scorpion God had fallen from its divine throne; the ancestral faith passed down through generations of the Scorpion Clan had collapsed.
Not just to the Scorpion Clan, but for any tribe, it would be a disaster of catastrophic proportions.
