C2012 Betrayal of the Master of Heaven
Under the setting sun.
The hundred thousand tribesmen stood still like wooden carvings.
He lifted his head at the same time and looked at the high priest from Dark Rock Tribe with a puzzled expression.
No one said anything.
No one made any sort of ruckus.
Because in this solemn moment, to make a move was to disrespect one's own faith and one's own ancestors.
The tribe members were wild
