Chapter 387 Baptism Ceremony, Games and Rules

Lu Yuan waited in the sacrificial square for about fifteen minutes when the Eleventh Throne finally came back.

"Awaited."

The Eleventh Throne still had a warm and hearty smile on his face, "Everything goes well, the christening ceremony will begin soon."

After saying that, he waved his hand casually.

Following closely, groups of people walked out from around the huge sacrificial square.

They are all young girls with graceful figures wearing sheep-head masks.

Each girl held a lamb with pure black hair in her arms.

These girls wearing sheep-head masks seemed to have rehearsed countless times in advance.

After walking into the square, I consciously found the place where I should stand, and stood in a strange formation around the huge goat head in the center of the square.

Then he fell to his knees and began to chant in unison.

It's like an unknown ancient song, or some kind of special prayer.

The girl's singing echoed in the empty sacrificial square, but it seemed to be restrained by some kind of force and did not spread out.

A mysterious atmosphere began to fill the air.

Lu Yuan counted the number of girls holding black lambs in their arms, and there were forty-five in total.

The Eleventh Throne stood beside Lu Yuan and spoke to him in a low voice.

"This is the highest-level baptism ceremony. Only members of the Throne level are eligible to enjoy it. All the Thrones are looking forward to and attaching great importance to your participation."

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly as he listened to the Eleventh Throne's narration, and he couldn't help but ask: "The baptism ceremony also has different specifications?"

The Eleventh Throne replied: "Of course, baptismal ceremonies of different specifications can attract different levels of attention from the true God.

The more attention the true God pays, the greater the benefits can be obtained in the baptismal ceremony.

This is a rare opportunity that everyone only has once in their lifetime, so you must seize it."

Are there any benefits to a christening ceremony?

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, recalling that during the final bloody battle, he was recognized by Mosa's martial arts and the will of the hunting god, and received an extraordinary silver spear. The power attached to the spear helped him activate [Spear Bearer ( Extraordinary)] career panel.

Realizing that this so-called baptism ceremony was probably similar to that one, the platinum mask worn on the face of the Eleventh Throne was probably obtained during the baptism ceremony.

In this case, my purpose of coming to Mosa this time may be achieved smoothly.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Yuan suddenly heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh, accompanied by the wail of a lamb.

He looked up.

It was discovered that the chanting of the girls in the sacrificial square was still continuing, but at some point, the girls kneeling on the ground had a ram's horn dagger in their hands.

Putting the black goat in his arms on the ground, the dagger stabbed effortlessly along the lamb's delicate neck, and bright red blood gurgled out.

Red blood, black wool, and snow-white girl skin.

The three colors intertwined together, and the strange and evil picture shocked Lu Yuan's eyes.

Lu Yuan saw the blood of the lambs dripping on the ground, quickly seeping into the hidden gaps along the smooth metal floor.

As it flows along the gap, a huge mysterious pattern is slowly outlined by the blood.

The singing voice suddenly became louder.

The girls who killed the lamb suddenly raised their heads, their long hair naturally hanging down, and their snow-white arms raised. Each of them still held the sharp ram's horn dagger in their hand.

The tip of the dagger was pointed downward, facing the slender and smooth necks of the girls.

Lu Yuan noticed something strange in the girls' increasingly crazy emotions and movements.

He suddenly said in a cold voice: "Wait!"

The baptismal ceremony was interrupted in the middle of the ceremony, and the chanting in the square stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked away.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

The Eleventh Throne asked doubtfully.

Lu Yuan looked at him and said calmly: "There is no need for human sacrifice."

The Eleventh Throne looked stunned, as if he had no idea that Lu Yuan would stop the ceremony because of this.

"It's always been like this."

"Can't a baptismal ceremony be performed without human sacrifice?"

"Yes. But the effect will be much worse... much.

The standards of the entire baptism ceremony will also be reduced to an extremely ordinary level."

"As long as it goes smoothly."

Lu Yuan's tone was determined, and his calm eyes showed unquestionable determination.

The Eleventh Throne frowned and pondered for a while, maybe he was having a secret communication with someone.

After a moment, he finally nodded.

"Then just follow your words."

The Eleventh Throne finally nodded, but his attitude towards Lu Yuan seemed to suddenly become polite and distant.

It's no longer like before, "Brother Cheng Peng" is making out with each other.

"ha--"

In the conference hall that was paying attention to everything in the Sacrifice Square, all the Mosaic Thrones heard the news just delivered by the Eleventh Throne Galilet, and all of them had expressions of laughter on their faces.

They couldn't even find the right words to complain about Lu Yuan's inexplicable persistence.

All of them just shook their heads and chuckled, looking at the unusually young and handsome figure on the big screen, with contempt and contempt beyond words.

"I don't think he has the right to sit here."

"There is no chance for a baptism ceremony of this kind. Maybe you may not even be qualified as a spear bearer."

The thrones in the conference hall were chatting and laughing casually, only the silver-haired man on the crystal throne looked indifferent, did not speak, just watched quietly.

The ceremony was resumed.

The girls were still the same group of girls, and new black goats and lambs were brought up.

Lu Yuan watched the ceremony continue expressionlessly.

Young virgins and newborn lambs have always been the most popular sacrifices in the evil god sacrifice, almost without exception.

Lu Yuan knew that he was probably a "freak" in the eyes of the high-level people in Mosa.

But as his strength was constantly approaching the ceiling of the combat power of this planet, he thought he could not watch dozens of living lives die here because of himself.

Although these girls did not have to die this time, they might have to die in another similar sacrificial ceremony next time.

Although for these girls, they might be more eager to die as sacrifices in the ceremony.

Lu Yuan's "unbearableness" was ruthlessly depriving them of a certain supreme honor that was about to fall on them.

The ceremony ended, and the bodies and blood of the black goat and lamb stained the ground in the center of the entire metal square.

The huge mysterious pattern was fully formed.

The girls wearing goat head masks left.

Lu Yuan accurately caught the eyes of the girls who left, and there was more than one full of resentment and even hatred in them.

He had an indifferent expression and pretended not to see it.

At this time, the ancient mysterious consciousness in the huge male goat head quietly suspended in the center of the square was rapidly descending and reviving.

A faint blood light lit up in the empty eye sockets of the male goat.

The eleventh throne disappeared at some point.

Two blood-colored beams of light shot out from the eye sockets of the goat's head and fell straight on Lu Yuan.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Lu Yuan's mind was like thunder.

His consciousness quickly sank.

The baptism ceremony began.

It was also when the blood-colored beam of light enveloped Lu Yuan's body and he closed his eyes.

A little black light began to emerge in the void in front of him.

These black dots of light gathered in the air, gradually condensing into the shape of a spear.

"I knew it."

In the conference hall, the thrones who saw this scene couldn't help laughing.

"He can only be qualified to become a spear bearer."

The ranks of members in the Mosa religion are divided according to the level of the tokens they hold.

The lowest level is the ordinary Mosa believers.

Upwards are the black iron spear bearers, silver spear bearers, and gold spear bearers.

Then there are the black iron wheels, silver wheels, and gold wheels.

Upwards from the gold wheel are the sequence thrones.

Every throne is promoted step by step in this way.

The baptism ceremony is the first and most important link in the division of ranks.

The higher the specifications of the baptism ceremony, the more grand it is, and the higher the starting point is.

Among the current 18 thrones of Mosa, there are those who spent a lot of money on the baptism ceremony, letting 999 young virgins kill each other to achieve the highest specifications of the "Martial Hunting Feast".

There is also a precedent of more than a thousand kinds of live animal sacrifices to finally achieve the unprecedented Golden Wheel.

That is also the fastest example of the throne promotion in the history of Mosa.

It saves an unknown amount of time, energy and resources compared to other thrones.

The eleventh throne told Lu Yuan that the highest standard of baptism ceremony was prepared for him.

He did not lie.

Forty-five virgins are the largest "subsidy" that Mosa can provide to those who participate in the baptism ceremony.

Generally speaking, the living people and animals required for the baptism ceremony need to be prepared by oneself.

Lu Yuan had to join temporarily, and the preparations were hasty. In addition, he did not know this, and no one would remind him specifically.

However, generally speaking, this standard of baptism ceremony is also quite sincere. With Lu Yuan's own strength and potential, it is no problem to reach the level of the three-color wheel below the throne.

It is a good start.

But I didn't expect Lu Yuan to directly request not to sacrifice live people and reduce the standard of the baptism ceremony to the lowest.

If you want to rely on your own "charm" to attract the "favor" of the will of the God of Fighting and Hunting, then the upper limit is too low.

The black iron spear is about to take shape, and the thrones in the conference hall seem to have lost their attention and interest in this baptism ceremony, and began to turn the topic to the "Pantheon".

At the same time, Lu Yuan.

The sound of ancient horns.

The sound of war flags fluttering in the wind.

Howling, fighting, and the sound of weapons colliding.

Lu Yuan found himself suddenly on an ancient battlefield.

This seems to be a conflict between two ancient tribes.

Around him were people whose faces could not be seen clearly, holding spears, swords, and bone sticks and fighting each other.

"Where is this?"

Lu Yuan frowned, looked down, and found that he had a rusty black iron spear in his hand.

A figure wielding a big knife suddenly chopped at him vigorously.

Lu Yuan instinctively thrust the spear in his hand forward fiercely.

The spear instantly penetrated the chest of the figure, and with a slight shake, the latter immediately broke into pieces.

Lu Yuan took back the spear and found that after killing the figure who tried to attack him, it seemed that a trace of power also flowed into his body.

The black iron spear in his hand flashed a bright light, and the rust on the spear seemed to be reduced.

"Kill the enemy, become stronger, and evolve the spear."

Lu Yuan attacked again and stabbed an opponent in front of him to death, verifying his idea.

He was thoughtful.

"Is this the so-called baptism ceremony?"

Lu Yuan readily participated in the battlefield in front of him.

He had practiced the techniques of cold weapons with spears, and with the fighting instincts of a martial arts master, this ancient and wild battle was not a problem for him.

Lu Yuan held the spear and killed one figure after another who stood in front of him.

A trace of power flowed into his body, and the rust on the black iron spear in his hand continued to peel off.

I don't know how many opponents he killed.

"Buzz--"

Lu Yuan suddenly felt the spear in his hand tremble slightly, and the black iron spear peeled off inch by inch, revealing a brilliant silver under the peeling iron filings.

The black iron spear turned into a silver spear in an instant.

However, the luster of the silver spear also attracted the attention of those more powerful figures on the battlefield.

Several sturdy and burly figures rushed towards Lu Yuan together, and the pressure suddenly increased!

"Kill!"

Lu Yuan had a blank expression on his face, and a brilliant silver light was reflected in his eyes.

The spear in his hand flew out like a dragon, pulling out a series of brilliant silver screens around him, ruthlessly strangling the attacking opponent.

"Oh."

In the conference hall, a throne who accidentally glanced at the big screen saw the flashing golden light in his vision, and his face showed a bit of surprise.

"So soon promoted to Golden Spear?

It is worthy of being a player with the peak combat power of the eighth level."

The other thrones were attracted by the exclamation and looked up.

On the sacrificial square, Lu Yuan's figure was still shrouded in blood, but the black iron spear in front of him, which was condensed by countless light points, had turned into a brilliant gold at some point, which was quite eye-catching.

Although the thrones felt a little surprised, they did not have much emotional fluctuations.

Someone casually commented: "It's almost the limit.

At most, go up one more level and condense another black iron wheel...

This ceremony is considered to be over."

The others nodded in agreement, retracted their gazes again, and no longer paid attention to it deliberately.

On the battlefield of consciousness, Lu Yuan casually picked up a brilliant golden light, and skewered seven or eight opponents in front of him with a spear like skewers of meat.

Then he shook his wrist lightly, and the terrifying shock force shattered and shook the bodies of all the opponents away.

At this time, the spear in Lu Yuan's hand had completely turned golden, as if it was cast in gold.

Of course, his opponent also "evolved".

Figures holding golden weapons began to appear on the battlefield, and each of them brought Lu Yuan a lot of pressure.

"The spear method has been hammered to perfection and reached the pinnacle. After digesting and absorbing it after going out, it is estimated that it can rush to a very high level on the [Weapon Master] professional panel in one breath."

"But."

Lu Yuan looked at the entire battlefield with a golden spear in his hand.

Seeing the endless battlefield with no end at all, he couldn't help frowning.

"How long will this fight last?"

"What is the purpose of this battle? Where is the ultimate?"

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky and saw that there seemed to be a figure standing in the turbid and dim sky.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the sky, watching them quietly.

For the mysterious figure behind the sky, the fight below seemed to be just a game specially designed to please Him.

The evolution of the spear and the upgrade of killing were the rules of the game set by Him.

"Is there any way to jump out of this rule and get in front of Him?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flickered, and he no longer looked at the opponents who swarmed over, squinting his eyes and staring at the figure behind the sky.

"The baptism ceremony was carried out in my consciousness.

Logically speaking,

I am also one of the planners and leaders of this game."

"There is no reason not to be able to do it. Release the power that belongs to you in your own field!"

Lu Yuan thought, and suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes flashing.

[Elephant God. Ming Wang Posture], open it for me!

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One day, Lu Yun joined a chat group selection in the heavens. The chat group can randomly travel to different worlds and let them draw their own exclusive golden fingers.

Lu Yun thought he was about to reach the peak of his life.

"Wait, 100 time travelers, why are 95 of them gray?"

"Ding, there are three newcomers joining the Zhutian chat group this time, one survived, and two of them did not survive a day. Please take this as a warning, all group members."

Lu Yun realized that it was not easy for time travelers to survive, and the casualty rate was extremely high.

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When others had just crossed over and were still struggling to survive, Lu Yun had already relied on the life simulator to gain a very powerful cultivation before crossing over. After crossing over, he soared into the sky and gradually became the master of the heavens and the worlds!