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"We were blinded by you. According to what you said, our tribe is like this now."

"No matter what you say, we won't believe it."

The old wizard's face was ashen with anger, but thinking that he had been in the tribe for so many years, they did not dare to do anything to him.

When he arrived at the center of the tribe, when he saw the eyes of the whole tribe looking at him, the old wizard gradually panicked.

They looked at her as if they were looking at a sinner, with disgust and hatred in their eyes.

Respect and awe were no longer seen in their eyes.

The old wizard panicked, she looked at An Si and said to him: "An Si, you should know best, I am the wizard. Bei and Yan Meng are both ominous people, you don't need to be bewitched by them. Now Looking back, there is still a chance."

When the people in the clan heard that she was still lying, and wanted to deceive them, they were not angry.

"You man of doom, we won't believe you."

"You brought us so much misfortune, and it was you who made our tribe almost perish. It was all your fault."

"Damn you."

"Burn her, burn this doomed man."

"Burn her to death."

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The old wizard looked at the infuriated crowd, and was horrified, "I am a wizard, and I am a servant of the gods. You can't treat me like this. If you dare to burn me, you will anger the gods, and you will be punished by the gods."

No matter what the old wizard said, the tribe would not listen to her.

The orcs in the clan moved quickly, and the fire was quickly set up. The two orcs carried the old wizard onto the high platform and tied her to the stake. The old wizard at this moment is like the original owner back then.

The old wizard regretted it, regretted not following Akin's words. She searched the crowd and found Ah Jin. She was looking forward to her being able to say something for herself, but when she looked at her, Ajin turned her head away.

The old wizard's heart is cold, and the people in the clan are even colder. Seeing their hostile eyes, her heart ached.

"Burn her to death."

"Burn her."

The old wizard looked at the people in his clan with angry and resentful eyes, "If you dare to treat me like this, you will definitely be punished."

Ans directly ordered the orc holding the torch, "Throw the torch."

In an instant, the raging fire burned, and in the blink of an eye, the flames completely engulfed the old wizard's body, and they heard a miserable cry from the old wizard's mouth.

"I curse you, curse you not to die."

This was the last cry the old wizard shouted before he died. His voice was shrill and resentful.

When the people in the tribe heard her words, their bodies trembled inexplicably.

Bei Yutang learned from Yan Meng half a month later that the old wizard was burned alive. The Three Stones dealt with the old wizard, but it did not change the situation of the Three Stones.

The Three Stone Tribe is still suppressed by all the tribes, making it impossible for them to live in this area at all. In desperation, the people of the Sanshi tribe had to migrate out.

After the ravages of disease and the suppression of major tribes, the Three Stone tribes have long been scarred. During the migration, the orcs died one after another. As if they were cursed, they encountered one thing after another.

It was difficult to find a suitable place to live. When they first settled in, the orcs in that area came to drive them away.