1263: C1263 It Is Directed at All of You!

C1263 It Is Directed at All of You!

Little Guza's sudden words caused the faces of the dozen or so tribe leaders to freeze.

"Little Ghost Zha, what exactly is going on? Don't beat around the bush for us."

One of them began to feel inexplicably nervous.

Imp Za didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he looked at the dozen or so people with a strange expression for a while.

His gaze made the dozen or so tribe leaders mutter in their hearts.

Only when they had completely stirred up their emotions did Imp Zaar slowly open his mouth to speak. "Uncles, you all know my father very well. Whether you admit it or not, it doesn't matter. But I know that you definitely won't believe that my father is really plotting a rebellion. "

"But this isn't the main point. The main point is why Sanjuzalo suddenly imposed a death sentence on my father without any warning."

"Before this, everything was normal without any abnormalities or signs. But the more it was like this, the more abnormal it became."

"After all, my father was the leader of the Non-Falling Commanders. He did not do it casually. Therefore, it is obvious that this was not a coincidence. It was a scheme that took a long time!"

When the dozen or so tribe leaders heard what Imp said, they suddenly felt that this was a little strange.

First of all, they definitely wouldn't believe that the old Imp would really plot a rebellion. This crime was clearly imposed on him.

Secondly, what Little Ghost Zaar said just now made sense. After all, Old Ghost Zaar was the leader of a tribe, not an ordinary servant or servant. Executing a tribe leader was not a small matter.

Although Sandalou's character was ruthless, he was not a person who was easily overwhelmed by emotions. Therefore, there was only one explanation for all of this. Just like what Little Gu Zaar said, this matter was clearly planned ahead of time!

"But... Why did the Sect Leader do this?"

Soon, someone thought of the most illogical point of this matter.

Although Old Ghost Za usually did things carelessly and did not care about minor details, and had a fiery temper, he would yell and shout when it came to small matters.

However, he had always respected the sect master. The rules he should abide by had never crossed boundaries, and the etiquette he should have towards the sect master had never been dropped.

No matter how one looked at it, there was no reason to get rid of him.

Imp Za smiled bitterly and shook his head lightly. He said, "Actually, the reason for this matter can't be simpler. The Red Shirt Sect has developed rapidly these past few years, and it has reached an unprecedented peak state."

" Think about it. If you were the sect master, what would you want to do the most at a time like this? "

As Imp spoke, he deliberately paused for a moment to give the dozen or so tribe leaders some time to think.

Then, he continued, "Although our tribes are nominally part of the Red Shirt Sect, we are still outer sect factions. We are still independent entities in nature."

"The reason why this situation has been maintained in the past is because the Red Shirt Sect is facing all sorts of complicated situations."

"For example, the internal strife within them, as well as the covetous eyes of the outside world. Therefore, the Church of the Red Shirt has no spare attention on us."

"But now it's different. Ever since Sanzhu Zarro took the position of Bishop, with his cruel and ruthless methods, he first went through a great purge in the sect. Those who disagreed with him were executed with all kinds of excuses. "

"Then, the old enemies of the Church of the Red Shirt were all eliminated. At this moment, the Church of the Red Shirt has reached an unprecedentedly powerful peak."

"As for Sanzhu Zarro, he has also reached an unprecedented peak in his leadership of the Church of the Red Shirt."

"This person has a ruthless and ruthless personality, and he has performed a great deed. Think about it. How can such a person continue to tolerate the existence of outer sect tribes like us?"

When Imp Za finished speaking, the expressions of the dozen or so tribe leaders became incomparably solemn.

Everyone pursed their lips tightly, and there were even some people whose foreheads were already covered in a layer of fine beads of sweat.

As the tribe leaders that dominated a region, they naturally wouldn't be stupid.1

Although Imp did not say it explicitly, they had already roughly seen the crux of the problem.

Little Ghost Za also did not continue speaking. Instead, he patiently gave the dozen of people a time to slowly think and buffer.

The surroundings were so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme. They could only hear the sound of heartbeats and the sound of saliva being swallowed from time to time.

After a moment, someone finally said, "You're saying, the ones we're going to deal with... are all of us?"

Actually, the answer was already obvious. Asking this question was just a way to relieve one's emotions.

This was also what Yang Xuan had told Little Gu Zha beforehand. The answer to this question had to be said by them themselves in order to be more intimidating.

Little Ghost Zha had also followed Yang Xuan's instructions in advance. When the other party had just said the answer, without delay, he immediately increased the volume. He said, "Yes, the one that Sanzhu Zaar Luo wants to eliminate isn't my father or the Ghost Zaar Tribe."

"It is all of us. His goal is to become the only independent king in this region. He will not tolerate anyone sleeping beside his bed!"

"My father is only the beginning. Next will be all of you. Furthermore, this period of time will not be too long. Perhaps next month, perhaps next week, perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps... today!"

Imp Zaar's words shocked everyone, causing large beads of sweat to form on their foreheads.

However, there was still someone who held a trace of hope. "But... But we have always been loyal to the sect master..."

"Isn't my father loyal and devoted?"

Imp interrupted him and said loudly, "This is not a question of loyalty. This is a question in Sanzhu Zarro's eyes, whether we should continue to exist or not!"

Seeing that these people were completely dumbfounded, Imp Za did not give them any chance to think. He turned his head and pointed at the spirit plates behind him with the names of each of them. Looking at the crowd, he said emotionally, "Uncles, I really mean no harm by doing all of this today"

"Unfortunately, my father became the first target of Sanzhu Zarro's attack"

"But at the same time, I also feel that he is lucky, because when he left, at least he sent him off with me and the other uncles."

"But next, when it is your uncles' turn, who will send you off?"

"As a junior, I really cannot bear to see that scene happen, so I boldly prepared spirit tablets for my uncles in advance and buried them together with my father's spirit tablets today"

"In case I don't even have a memorial tablet, I only hope that Sanzhu Zarro will be kind enough to dig a hole and bury all of your uncles' corpses in the wilderness!"

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