Chapter 1711 Sealing Rune
"That's right. In the current situation, if we do nothing, we'll just be waiting to die! We might as well give it a try. Maybe there's still a glimmer of hope!" someone echoed.
However, even so, most people in the audience were still hesitant.
"Well, I don't think it's a good idea, right? After all, the human monster's trick has failed. We are safe for the time being. We might as well take a long-term view and do it slowly!"
As soon as these words came out, the old man frowned and said, "Safe? I don't think so. In my opinion, that human monster will not give up so easily!"
The man laughed and said, "I think you are worrying too much! You saw how powerful the tornado was. Do you think that human monster can use such a terrifying move a second time in such a short period of time?"
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction where the tornado had appeared.
But who knew, just as he finished speaking...
Rumble!
In the distance, in the direction of his finger, a tornado emerged again.
Compared with previous tornadoes, this tornado appeared faster and was more intense.
Even though they were thousands of miles apart, everyone could still feel the shaking of heaven and earth, and the strength in their bodies being constantly drained away.
Gulu!
For a moment, the God-killing man who was pointing at the tornado swallowed hard, his eyes filled with disbelief.
A second ago, he was still saying that it was impossible for Luo Tian to use the second tornado move in a short period of time.
But who knew that the slap in the face would come so quickly!
"Impossible! Impossible! How can such a terrifying move be used continuously? Is he...is he still a human?" The man's voice was trembling.
How could he know that this was not a move at all, but Luo Tian was just using the Heavenly Dao Breathing Method.
It’s nothing more than the Heavenly Breathing Method of the Spiritual Fairyland.
At this moment, the old man lowered his head, watching his uncontrolled power drain away, and said in a trembling voice: "Everyone, if you don't make a decision, there will be no chance!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all those who had previously opposed them turned against him.
Even though there were still a few people who still disagreed in their hearts, they could only keep silent after seeing the current situation.
Seeing this, the old man nodded and said, "Okay, now that we have decided, let's work together to break the seal and wake that guy up!"
A young man at the side asked in confusion: "Senior, how do we wake that guy up?"
The old man said in a deep voice: "It's simple. That guy is from the same God-killing clan as us, and there is a resonance between our bloodlines! Now, everyone should donate one-tenth of their own bloodlines, and then pour it into the formation, and then transform their own divine power into it, and then they can wake him up!"
As he spoke, the old man began to work, using the god-killing weapon in his hand to carve a complex rune on the ground.
Then, without saying a word, he cut his palm and let the blood flow.
Others followed suit and began to inject blood.
Soon, the blood filled the entire rune.
"Okay, next, inject divine power!" said the old man, forming seals with his hands.
hum!
Divine light flickered on his body, and streams of divine power began to flow into the runes.
After him, the others followed suit.
"Very good, if we continue like this, we will only need about 20% of the divine power to unlock the seal!" The old man said with a little excitement as he looked at the runes in front of him.
The rest of the people also nodded.
But just then...
hum!
The runes in front of everyone suddenly lit up.
"Huh? What happened? Who? Who activated this rune?" a middle-aged man asked sternly.
"That's right. If you want to activate the rune, you should tell us in advance, right? So that we can quickly disconnect the divine power. If you activate it so suddenly, we will easily get hurt, right?" someone said dissatisfiedly.
As they were talking, most people looked towards the old man.
After all, he was the one who presided over this rune himself.
However, the old man frowned and said, "Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything! Is it one of you who is being naughty?"
He said, his eyes sweeping over the crowd.
However, when everyone heard this, they looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one admitted that they were the one who activated the formation first.
Seeing this, the old man was surprised and asked: "Why? No one admits it? You don't want to say that this rune activated itself?"
The words just fell...
hum!
The brightness of the rune suddenly doubled.
Immediately afterwards, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "My...my divine power!"
Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that the divine power on that person was flowing towards the runes desperately.
Seeing this scene, someone immediately warned: "Hey! Don't do this. You won't be able to bear it if you continue to absorb the power of God like this!"
However, the man turned pale, and while trying to withdraw his hand, he said in a trembling voice: "No... It's not me!... I can't control... anymore!"
Before he could finish his words, someone screamed nearby.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a second person. Just like the previous person, the divine power in his body was flowing madly towards the runes.
At this point, everyone realized that something unexpected seemed to have happened.
"Quick, quickly cut off the connection with this rune!" the old man said sternly.
As he spoke, he was about to throw away the rune in his hand.
But the next moment, his expression changed.
Because he discovered that the divine power in his body began to flow uncontrollably towards the runes.
He tried desperately to stop it, but found it was pointless.
At that moment, he seemed to feel that the divine power he had cultivated for many years had become someone else's property, and he could not control it at all.
"What's going on? Why is this happening?" On the other side, everyone else felt the same way, without exception.
"Damn it, old man, did you do something?" Some people began to doubt the old man who wrote the runes.
But the old man turned pale and said, "I...I did everything according to what was said on the altar! I don't know why it turned out like this!"
But no matter how they struggled, their divine power continued to dissipate.
Soon, the weakest group of people in the field became dry as the divine power in their bodies was constantly drained away.
Pfft!
Finally, someone couldn't hold on any longer, staggered, fell to the ground, and then broke into pieces, dying on the spot.
After the first person died, the second and third soon appeared...
In the blink of an eye, there were already a large number of corpses of the God-killing Clan around the rune.
“This… why did it turn out like this!” For a moment, everyone present was filled with despair.
Didn’t they expect that they didn’t die in the horrible tornado, but would die under this rune?
