Chapter 2792 Crack

The old fishman priest asked the guest when he got this divination.

The guest replied, "I want to see it with my own eyes."

From any angle, this is a very classic 'Answer that does not answer the question', but in this smoke-filled fish skin tent, Zheng Qing's somewhat vague answer did not arouse any doubts.

None of the adult wizards present had any deviation in their understanding.

Everyone looked at the stone platform at the end of the long table - while Zheng Qing was looking at the stone platform, he also glanced at the choir composed of small fishmen. If I remember correctly, what happened next? Sacrifice requires them to sing hymns.

But at this glance, the boy's back felt a little cold again.

The little fish people didn't make any fuss. They were staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, competing with each other for endurance. What made Zheng Qing chill was that the paw-folding game between the two cats—the black gem cat and the white jade cat—continued, but this time, there was an abrupt tail tip between the two little paws.

The tip of a green, fluffy tail.

Playing flexibly and happily between the two little paws.

Boys don't need to 'swim up' along the tip of the tail to guess who its owner is. To be precise, this is not a guess, but a clear sign. He subconsciously rolled his eyes and looked at the big fox sitting on the other side of him, but saw that she still looked lazy and reserved, as if she didn't know that she had a tail that was playing games with everyone on her back.

The boy quickly withdrew his gaze, looking at his nose and nose, focusing on ending today's grueling trip to the fairgrounds as soon as possible.

"...Would you like to see it with your own eyes?"

The voice of the old fish-man priest came from across the long table. It touched the pocket that had just stuffed the jade coins, let out a long breath, and its expression changed from philistine to solemn again: "——Yagnegg! Yagnegg! Geneg! Our God!”

These words are like the bell before class or the professor's whip.

The little fish people who were staring at the little fox all stood up straight, taking small steps in order, folding their hands in front of their abdomens, raising their heads and chests, gathering their clean and soft fins, and using crisp and ethereal sounds. The voice sang——

"Agneg! Yagneg!"

"Our God!"

“Every knee shall bow before me!”

"Every tongue will confess to me..."

The old fishman grabbed the bone staff, stood up with difficulty, took a breath, and slowly moved to the stone platform. Then he lifted up his shabby robe, revealing his bony blue-black knees, and kowtowed tremblingly in front of the stone platform.

At a certain moment, Zheng Qing was very worried that it would knock down and never get up again.

Fortunately no such tragedy occurred.

After getting up again, the old fishman priest stroked the heavy cloak on the stone platform, muttered prayers in his mouth, and danced awkwardly and weirdly. Finally, he took the bone staff handed by the little fishman and lifted the cloak. rise, revealing the 'Yagneg' on the stone platform.

A skull that resembles an octopus.

The upper part is a human skull, and the lower part is covered with eight octopus tentacles. After the cloak was lifted, the tentacles that had been 'sleeping' came to life one after another, squirming feebly on the stone platform.

The old priest took out a few pieces of dry moss from his sleeve.

Throwing it into the stone plates on the handrails on both sides of the stone platform, blue-black flames suddenly stood up, twisting and dancing in the stone plate, making a tiny beeping sound.

It threw in a few more animal bones and bamboo tokens.

Rich smoke immediately rose from the plate and filled the entire tent in an instant.

The old priest took a deep breath, held up the skull of 'Yagnegg', and motioned for Zheng Qing to step forward. But in front of the stone platform, it hunched its back and lowered its head, and did not immediately place the skull on the boy's head.

It looked at the young wizard in front of it, its cloudy eyes seemed a little dull, but its voice had a hint of sharpness that it had never had before: "——Dear guest, I don't know where your divination comes from, and I don't know where it comes from. I know what you want to see, and I don’t know how many lives will be involved in the whirlpool of war and blood, but I can see caution, uneasiness, and vague but determined anger in your eyes.”

Having said this, it paused, and its eyes slid over the other young wizards in the tent one by one, and finally landed on the big cyan fox. It lowered its head again: "——As we all know, 'Mei' has a healing mind. Just like 'love'. Beauty and ugliness, love and hate, these ancient and monotonous words have very powerful magic. A heart full of anger can destroy the world. Likewise, a heart full of joy and forgiveness. A heart that can eliminate all sorrow and disputes..."

The young wizards in the tent exchanged glances with each other awkwardly.

No matter how much philistinism this old fish man showed before, he is after all a well-known fortune teller and the spokesperson of a totem god. No one knows how many spiritual senses the god it worships gave it, and how many terrifying scenes it saw before it could utter such a cautious but tactful reminder in front of a great wizard.

"whispering sound--"

The big fox opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Do you know who the tone of your words reminds me of? Those crows that caused trouble in school a few days ago."

As soon as the word 'crow' was uttered, except for the little fishmen and Bose Dong who were immersed in the chant, all the wizards in the tent had serious expressions. Some people, such as Zheng Qing, even held their breath.

It's a pity that the big fox did not continue to discuss this word, and the conversation changed slightly.

"——There is always no shortage of people who think they are saviors in the alliance. For hundreds of years, even thousands of years, there will always be new organizations and new groups of believers... holding foolish and simple beliefs, thinking that they are different. But in fact, everyone is the same."

At this point, she looked deeply at the old fishman priest and shook her ears: "...same stupidity, same dullness, same mistakes over and over again. Do you know what the mistake is?"

She suddenly tilted her head and looked at Zheng Qing.

The boy shook his head decisively.

"It's arrogance."

The blue fox stared into the boy's eyes and whispered: "Denial, atonement, and seeking forgiveness are all arrogant behaviors of the perpetrator. Just like the old saying, weakness and ignorance are not reasons to be disgusting, but arrogance is."

The old priest sighed heavily again.

"Sit on it."

It said to Zheng Qing.

The wizard followed Xiao Xiao's method in his memory, climbed onto the stone chair on the stone platform, took the 'Agneg Essence' handed over by the little fish people, pinched his nose and poured it into his mouth - the bowl of bright fish roe tasted okay.

Jiang Yu was the same as last year, with a stern face and no sound. But unlike last year, this year, she didn't need to cover Poseidon's eyes, because there were several big furry tails to do it for her.

The blue fox narrowed his eyes and looked at the old fish man with some displeasure.

Before Zheng Qing dropped the small bowl in his hand, the old fish man quickly put the skull of 'Agneg' on his head.

The eight tentacles of the octopus skull shook violently as if they were electrocuted, stretched straight, then limp, and then shook again. The whole process did not last long, until a satisfied sigh came from the black hole of the octopus skull:

"Ah..."

"Crack..."

Two completely opposite sounds sounded almost at the same time.

In the stunned eyes of everyone

A tiny but deep crack appeared on the skull of Yagneg, the god worshipped by the fish people. The crack spread rapidly and turned into a spider web in a moment.