Under the moonlight, the fourteen slave corpses of the "Blood Eagle" were scattered around the altar, and those lifelike "Blood Eagles" that seemed to be about to spread their wings were draped in a layer of silver, and the corpses of the slaves with bulging eyeballs and hideous faces under them looked more and more terrifying and bloody.

And at the altar, the prophetess was still muttering prayers, trying to catch even the slightest rhyme.

However...... Until the end, there was no movement.

Once again, the sacrifice failed, but the prophetess's face showed no frustration but some satisfaction.

......

The nineteenth moon rises.

A dozen strangely shaped, roaring and powerful monsters, birds, beasts, or insects, were then tied to their limbs, six limbs, eight limbs, and various limbs and thrown around the altar.

These monsters, without exception, are all famous fierce beasts in the vicinity, and they were originally considered to be well water and not river water between them and humans, but at the request of the prophetess, several clan leaders took a group of Norse men and tied up all these fierce beasts within a week to serve as sacrifices.

And these monsters, who still roar at themselves, are still unaware of their situation.

At the signal of the prophetess, several able-bodied Norse warriors nodded, and then directly raised the battle axes in their hands and cut off their heads one by one.

"Click!"

Filthy blood flowed all over the ground, and the prophetess murmured prayers, and then, still, did not answer......

The sacrifice failed again.

......

The twenty-third month dawned.

"Hah!"

The battle axe in his hand made a defensive gesture, and the sturdy warrior leaned down, vigilantly watching a large black bear in front of him, guarding against the sudden attack of the other party.

On the other side of him, the hungry black bear was salivating and ready to pounce, only because he was a little afraid of the weapons in the hands of the warriors on the other side, so he engaged in a confrontation situation.

And around the man and the bear, a group of Norse people formed a huge circle, full of excitement in anticipation of the next bloodshed.

There is no doubt that this is a beast fight.

When the warrior and the bear fought together, the surrounding Norse people erupted in excited cheers, and no one cared who was the last survivor.

And the prophetess was in front of the altar, watching this life-and-death struggle to please those powerful beings, still trying to feel the call that existed in the underworld.

......

The twenty-seventh moon rises.

The sacrifice was never successful.

The anxious Norse finally decided that they would no longer be afraid of their hands and feet, and that they would come to the next big ......

The corpses of hundreds of slaves, piled up, and the severed heads were enshrined on the altar, forming a formidable tower of heads, and those who had died contained desperate eyes and distorted faces as if they were cursing the world.

......

The thirty-eighth moon rises.

......

The forty-seventh moon rises.

......

Inside the house, the fire burned silently.

The prophetess sat calmly by the fire, while several clan leaders looked anxious in front of her.

However, compared to the beginning, the state of these clan leaders is obviously not good, either with a broken arm, or blind in one eye, or missing a leg, more or less disabled, and one of them has obviously just replaced the old leader.

Also, in the past few months, in order to find sacrifices, these clan leaders can be said to have led their clans to various dangerous places nearby, just to be able to find suitable sacrifices, and even for the sake of sacrifices, even those who are in good health will not hesitate to sacrifice one of their eyes and one arm, but to their disappointment, the sacrifice has never succeeded.

But they couldn't help but be in a hurry, after a few months of no sun, the clans to which they belonged began to have a large-scale crisis.

Food, wild beasts, disease, mosquitoes, and ...... Chilly.

The snow has already begun, and no one knows for sure when it will stop.

Every day, people fall ill again, and people die every day, and in order to get out of the crisis, the success of the sacrifice has become their last straw rope, and because of this, no matter how big the loss, they can only grit their teeth and hold on.

However, they did not dare to openly question the authority of the prophetess, and could only secretly express their anxiety by the side.

Unlike the anxiety of the clan leaders, the prophetess had a calm attitude that was as quiet as she was confident.

"I saw ......"

Facing the clan leaders, the prophetess said in a low voice.

"What we need to sacrifice is not flesh and blood, nor war, nor torture, but desire. ”

"Desire for life, desire for pain, desire for despair, lust for anger, desire for pleading, lust for madness, lust for war, lust for love, lust for greed, lust for rage, lust for envy, lust for arrogance...... We have sacrificed many times, and each sacrifice has been successful, and I have felt the recognition of the Being for it, but these are just a foreshadowing of a great sacrifice in which we will sacrifice one last desire to complete the final sacrifice. ”

Several clan leaders looked at each other, and then one of them knew to the female first.

"What is needed for the sacrifice. ”

The old prophetess grinned, revealing a mutilated yellow-black tooth and a low grin.

"A pure virgin with bright eyes and bright teeth. ”

......

The one hundred and third month dawned.

Although the sun has been absent for a hundred and three times, the moon has never been sluggish, and has always diligently hung in the sky, giving the last light to this world shrouded in darkness.

It was still the same altar, but the difference was that a pillar had been erected in front of the blood-soaked altar at this moment. On the pillar, a charming-looking woman was tied with a rope, her hands and feet were firmly tied to the pillar, unable to break free, and the bottom of the pillar was covered with dry dry wood.

She was dressed in a white dress made of light silk silk and some kind of garland on her head, the thin dress could not provide her with any warmth in this cold night, her body was constantly trembling, and her beautiful face was full of fear of the unknown future.

All this was seen by the prophetess, but she did not care, at this moment, she only cared about one thing:

Sacrifice.

The first few times, although she had always seemed to be failing, in the process of trying to communicate with a certain being, she gradually felt a certain incomparably powerful and incomparably large will.

The grandeur of the will, so strong that the prophetess was terrified, was only a glimpse of the trance, but she did not see the whole picture, and it was enough to make the prophetess feel what a magnificent existence she was trying to communicate.

Grander than the mountains, more vast than the sea, immeasurable and immeasurable.

It was precisely those whispers in the darkness, like a dream, both illusory and real, that made the prophetess vaguely seem to understand what kind of sacrifice that kind of being wants.

"Humble mortals, hereby offer you the last sacrifice......"

The prophetess closed her eyes and muttered, her tone becoming extremely humble and earnest, as if she were worshipping the gods.

There was nothing superfluous to say, because after many sacrifices, the prophetess had vaguely realized that this was the final sacrifice.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop.

"Devourer of all desires, tyrant of the endless deep, entangler of the world...... The great serpent, Jörmungard, the humble mortal has to offer you everything. ”

The prophetess chanted the name of the serpent, and her murmured voice followed the wind and disappeared into the night.

......

The endless deep sea.

The unfathomable depths of the sea, pitch black, nothing can be seen.

In the dead darkness, the silence was eerie, as if some unimaginably large colossus inhabited here, except that it was motionless, just sleeping quietly.

Suddenly, a pair of snake pupils suddenly opened, and deep in the pupils, revealing a chilling coldness and coldness.