Chapter 32: Cthulhu Ceremony

in the shadows.

One after another figures escaped into it, and these slender and slender wanderers quickly disappeared before people's eyes. More than half of the rogues that Sauron brought over were half-elves, and the church of the original "God of Half-Elves and Rogues" naturally wouldn't just have some priests left. In fact, there is a special department within the church, which has a large number of mid-level and high-level wanderers. It's a pity that there are very few rogues who can cross the legendary hurdle. It is more difficult for them to advance to the legendary realm than fighters, so even if the church serves the [rogue] priesthood, the rogue with the highest professional level is only a rogue at level 18.

This is mainly because the original 'God of Half-Elves and Wanderers' was too weak!

It is difficult for a god with weak divine power to bestow much power, and he was severely injured by the Lord of Shadows, and even made many rogues part-time one or two levels of priests. such a decision. Given the limitations of this era, the vision of many gods may not be so lofty.

"No enemies!"

"Unknown creature found! Everyone be careful!"

"ah!"

"Ready to fight! Ready to fight!"

"It's a mutated plant! Watch out for those vines!"

Figures spread out one after another, carefully detecting the nearby terrain, but soon there were screams, and Sauron disappeared in place in an instant.

clang!

The icy knife light streaked across, and Sauron's figure was like a gust of wind, cutting a strange mutant vine into pieces all over the ground in the blink of an eye.

"My lord!"

The entangled and injured half-elf wanderer fell to the ground and knelt down on one knee towards Sauron with difficulty.

Sauron glanced at him, waved his hand and said: "Help him down for treatment, others should be more careful, there are many mutated plants here."

The elite pirates also started to act.

There are basically no roads in the dense jungle here, so you can only clear one by yourself. Behind the line were some longbowmen. The half-elves are rich in excellent archers, but Sauron didn't bring many of them, because the pirates' fighting methods originally included long-range weapons, such as throwing axes, throwing knives, sleeve arrows, hand crossbows, etc. Their fighting skills far surpassed the system The equipment of soldiers trained in modernization is naturally more flexible and diverse.

Huge footprints appeared on the ground.

Many parts of the island are owned. The footprints that Soran saw had three jointed limbs, which seemed to be left by some kind of dinosaur, but they might also be other creatures.

The team didn't stop, and passed through here quickly.

………………

the other side.

About ten kilometers away from Sauron, a group of aborigines wearing simple clothes and smeared with oil paint were hunting.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, the leader, an old and gloomy indigenous warrior, waved his hand to signal the others to stop, and then he jumped and landed on the tree trunk. Shen Sheng said: "There is a situation over there!"

Spotting enemies doesn't necessarily require seeing them.

The aborigines are very familiar with the geographical environment here. Looking at the birds flying in the jungle in the distance, the old warrior seemed to feel the danger approaching, and said slowly: "You guys go back!"

"There may be some ferocious beasts migrating over there, others follow me to have a look."

The scale of two thousand people is not small.

Although Sauron was very careful to deceive the natives. But they couldn't hide the birds and beasts inside. The team moved forward and frightened many birds, and the animals fled as far as they saw them. Such a thing is for the natives who are quite familiar with the environment. It was enough to arouse their vigilance. However, the leader of the group of warriors seemed to think that some beast of prey was approaching. Because the island has had no visitors from the outside world for too long.

in the shadows.

One after another figures are slowly advancing.

Suddenly, they seemed to have discovered something, and they fled into hidden corners one after another. Some short, stooped figures painted with oil paint appeared, and they held iron spears. Little by little it got closer.

A cold light emerges from the darkness!

In an instant, figures of seven or eight wanderers rushed out of the shadows, and then the cold light of icy weapons struck, and more than half of the native warriors fell to the ground in an instant.

"&*%%(￥#*...*&￥%...￥..."

The old soldier in the lead made a strange tone, but unfortunately, no one present could understand it. The rogues did not stop attacking, and formed a flanking attack in an instant, attacking from left and right, and then saw the leader of the warrior. The body fell slowly to the ground.

"Target solved!"

"There are no enemies nearby!"

The smell of blood made the surroundings dead silent. The beasts had a strong sense of smell, and many of them fled the woods.

"Looks like a boss!"

Sauron glanced at the feathers on the native's body, and said slowly: "Go ahead. Don't be too scattered."

This time, all of them were advanced professionals.

The physical fitness of professionals far exceeds that of ordinary people can support this long-distance raid. Sauron has no time to spend here, and plans to go straight to Huanglong around this evening.

To the east of the river is a village.

There is reclaimed land nearby, as well as dug irrigation ditches. From the perspective of civilization, this place is much higher than the indigenous people of Modo Island. The former looks like a primitive society, but here it has the outline of a slave society. Towering wooden walls were erected around the village, with a thickness of nearly one or two meters, as if to guard against some monsters with terrifying power. There are arrow towers on all sides of the wooden wall, on which there are soldiers guarding, and a large number of slaves are working. If many places are not too rough and simple, I am afraid that a large town can be seen here.

Natives loved slavery.

The interior of any tribe is supported by many slaves.

Boom boom boom!

Eerie drumbeats came from within the tribe, followed by a somewhat frantic shout, accompanied by strange and piercing syllables.

In the center of the tribe, a group of priests wearing strange masks stood on the altar, with a dark red stone in front of them. Accompanied by the frantic shouts of the clansmen, a group of strong warriors escorted a group of captives to appear. The captives are also aboriginals, but a little different from them is that the captives have white oil paint on their bodies, while these aboriginals are dark blue.

"#￥%..."

There was a weird chirping sound, it sounded like it was singing something. When the shaman in front of him raised his hand, the black natives knelt down and shouted a certain name.

"Sa... Gu... Si!"

This syllable, which is somewhat similar to the common language, should represent the name of something.

"drink!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the shaman's mouth, and he came to the first prisoner with a dagger made of bone, accompanied by a cold light. The captive's throat was slit, and blood spewed out frantically, flowing down the rock and onto the altar. The crowd below became frantic all of a sudden. When the blood permeated the surface of the altar, some kind of evil and strange energy also emerged, causing all the surrounding natives to show frantic, intoxicated, and lustful expressions on their faces.

blood sacrifice.

The most evil sacrificial method of the aborigines, using blood, killing and death to sacrifice certain existences. And in doing so please them and empower them!

Looking at the dark red blood on the altar, I don't know how long this ceremony has been held.

This is the evil god's favorite!

It is also the most violent and most direct way to increase power. Most of the churches of gods in the mainland reject it, and even the gods of the evil camp have stopped this primitive sacrifice method. Developing believers is much superior to this method of relying on blood sacrifices. It is estimated that only abyssal demons are still addicted to the killing pleasure of this blood sacrifice.

soon.

The second prisoner was dragged out.

Such sacrifices are often difficult to satisfy the evil god easily. If you can't provide powerful sacrifices, then you need to rely on quantity to please the other party. Often a bloody sacrifice lasts for a long time, and when the night falls, the surrounding area will be lit with torches, and immediately after the ceremony, they will fall into a crazy carnival. Aborigines believe that mating at this time can produce strong offspring. These descendants will be blessed by the gods and have the power to make themselves violent.

Such mating may continue until dawn. Until the tribe accumulates enough offerings for the next ritual.

………………

It was getting dark.

It seems that the number of sacrifices prepared this time was not very large. After killing more than a dozen captives, the shaman also brought out some of the imprisoned beasts.

A certain being is visibly displeased with these non-human sacrifices.

Because an evil and gloomy atmosphere spread. As if in anger, many people trembled. It is no longer a weak spirit, the spirit can only passively wait for the sacrifice of the tribe, but it can actively ask the whole tribe to serve it, and hold a blood sacrifice every once in a while to improve its strength.

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the old shaman, and then he gave a few orders in a deep voice.

Soon there were cries and shouts, and strong aboriginal warriors appeared dragging some thin men and women. They had the same oil paint as other aboriginals, but they were all ragged and yellow and thin. Accompanied by a cold light, the first slave His throat was slit, and as the blood spilled all over the altar, a certain powerful consciousness suddenly showed a trace of satisfaction. The natives who knelt on the altar soon showed excited and frenzied expressions on their faces.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old shaman's mouth.

He could feel that his own strength was growing further, and every time he performed a blood sacrifice, his strength would increase by a part, which was the power given to him by the gods.

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in the dark.

One after another figures are rapidly approaching here, and further away there are soldiers ready to go.

Sauron stared in front of him.

As an existence about to become a god, he could see the rich blood-red aura above the aboriginal tribe, as well as the power fluctuations produced by certain rituals.

Cthulhu!

Chaotic evil evil god.

It's not sure if it's a demigod or a false god, but it's definitely the most chaotic and evil thing.

……………(to be continued ~^~)