Chapter 133

Many others were pierced to death by the poisonous needles, their bodies turning into pus.

The number of Wuka tribe warriors was reduced by more than half again!

Su Ming gritted his teeth, estimating his remaining Spirit.

"I have less than 30-40% Spirit left; this battle is hanging by a thread..."

His heart was filled with gloom.

Perhaps, he could only use his final ultimate move?

Killing God’s Single Blade...

No matter how much Spirit he had left, as long as he used the Killing God’s Single Blade, he would immediately be exhausted.

This was also the reason why he didn't use the Killing God’s Single Blade at the beginning.

Now the BOSS still had a lot of HP left.

At Su Ming's current realm, even [Killing God’s Single Blade] probably couldn't kill it in one hit.

While Su Ming was pondering.

Suddenly, he felt a huge pressure coming from below!

Making Su Ming’s whole body tremble.

Was some powerful skill being brewed?

He looked down.

He immediately saw Patriarch Tuo Gang, his eyes trembling as he stared at the last two elders in front of him.

The two elders were covered in purple fur and rotting flesh, their days numbered.

"Tuo Gang... we... the Wuka tribe..."

"Have reached the final moment of impending destruction."

The two elders knelt on the ground, their voices aged and trembling.

The intense pain of the poison made them unable to speak coherently, their voices intermittent.

They had to use all their strength to speak.

"Now, we are also poisoned."

"Use our lives as a sacrifice to unleash... that... skill..."

"No matter what... win this battle, protect the young generation of children, even if it's just one more."

"They must not all die!"

"The young... are... hope."

"We are willing to die!"

The two elders said in unison.

In their eyes, there was the determination of those who had accepted death.

Tuo Gang heard this, his eyes red, his fists trembling.

In his early years, he had realized a special Platinum-grade high-tier skill, the power of which could almost rival Diamond-grade!

This was a secret known only to the elders.

Driven by his Fourth-Turn realm at full power, the power would surely heavily injure the BOSS.

It would definitely be more powerful than the human's previous golden sword Qi attack.

All of Tuo Gang’s attributes were added to Strength.

Coupled with the bonuses from his equipment, his Strength attribute reached a terrifying 680 points or more.

Even Su Ming, who primarily added to Agility, only had 350 points, nearly half that of Tuo Gang.

This was the gap in realm.

Tuo Gang knew very well that the power of this skill was quite shocking.

But he had never used it!

In his entire life, he had never used it even once.

Because... this skill had a fatal flaw.

It was truly fatal, not a metaphor.

That was that someone had to voluntarily sacrifice their life to unleash it.

The higher the realm of the sacrificer, the greater the power of this skill.

If two Fourth-Turn elders used their lives as a sacrifice, then the power of this skill... would be significantly increased.

Even Tuo Gang himself didn't know how strong it could get.

"Don't hesitate... child, do it."

The elder was in great pain, covered in purple long hair, his body already starting to rot and disintegrate.

Pus flowed everywhere, making them look ugly and hideous, without any dignity.

They called Tuo Gang a child.

Because they were older than Tuo Gang, equivalent to his teachers.

"Good!"

Tuo Gang was heartbroken, gritted his teeth, and raised his saber to slash.

Without further words, he was extremely decisive!

*Pfft!*

This saber slashed across, directly cutting off the necks of the two elders.

In an instant, it ended all their pain.

The elders left peacefully with satisfied expressions.

The young Lizardman warriors who were still alive behind saw this scene, their expressions trembling.

"The Patriarch... personally ended the elders' pain?"

In front of Tuo Gang, the bodies of the two elders fell to the ground.

Subsequently, all the life essence within those two bodies, along with their blood, poured into Tuo Gang’s long saber.

The bodies turned into pure life-blood power.

The brilliance of the blood condensed into skill runes, inscribed in mid-air, and terrifying power spread out.

"Wait... wait, it seems it's not that simple; look at the Patriarch's saber!"

"What is the Patriarch doing?"

Everyone’s eyes converged.

"What skill is this? The Patriarch has never used it before!"

Everyone exclaimed.

Everyone could feel the terrifying power condensing.

A hundred-meter internal force wind swirled up, and Su Ming’s messy hair flew.

He immediately scanned the data for this skill.

[Tribe-Protecting Tyrant Slash (Platinum-grade high-tier broadsword skill): The horse-chopping saber condenses the power of life, forming a huge blood-condensed blade, capable of breaking the fierce demon! Must be driven by the voluntary sacrifice of life by a tribal comrade; power is amplified based on the sacrificer's realm.]

[Affix · Sacrifice Life: If the caster voluntarily sacrifices up to 50% of their remaining lifespan, the power of this skill can be further amplified exponentially!]

Su Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly.

It was actually a skill that required sacrificing life as a price!

No matter the profession, no matter the weapon, no matter the realm or quality.

As long as it involves sacrificing a living life, without exception, the power is all extremely terrifying!

Because life is the most precious thing in this world.

To sacrifice life, one can imagine that the power must also match this cost.

Not to mention, the affix effect of this skill was also very terrifying.

It could sacrifice one's own lifespan to further increase the power!

Tuo Gang was already poisoned and was a dying man.

Presumably, he would definitely choose to sacrifice the maximum lifespan, which was the top 50%, to drive this move without hesitation!

Su Ming realized that this skill would likely turn the tide of the battle!

Subsequently, a huge, blood-red, illusory broadsword condensed in Tuo Gang’s hand.