Chapter 527: The Blood Sacrifice of the Wu Clan
We followed behind the Yueyang Dao people, but we still kept our guard, this person could not be trusted.
Walking down a passage, Yuelan and Chasing Star also looked back around from time to time, for fear of an ambush or tailgating.
Then there was a strong light at the exit not far away, and we followed the light and walked over, and the Yueyang Dao people stepped out first, and then followed.
As soon as I stepped out, the whole horizon was instantly opened, and the light was incomparably brighter.
Once I had acclimatized, I looked up like a huge football field, with a strong glow above it and a lot of small pieces of sand dotted around it.
"Is that the Pearl of the Night?" I pointed to the light source.
"That's right, it's a night pearl, but it's man-made, it's also made by Lu Men and Mo Men, and the surrounding sand and gravel absorb the light of this night pearl, and at the same time emit light, illuminating the entire cave!" Yue Lan explained.
I turned my head to look around, and it was no longer a narrow passage, but a vast space like a grassland, except that there was no grass on the ground, and it was hard saline.
"This is the old nest of the Wu Clan, and it is also the location of the Wu Clan's palace, you can see in the distance. Yuelan pointed to a complex of buildings in the distance.
In my impression, the Wu tribe should be regarded as a barbaric tribe, and the uncivilized kind should live in thatched houses or tree houses or something, but I didn't expect that there would be palaces.
"These were built by the disciples of Lumen and Momen. Yuelan pointed to an exit not far away, and she said: "That is the east of the palace complex, which belongs to the territory of Momen, and the territory can only be entered by people in Momen, and other people who trespass on the territory are at their own risk!"
"So domineering?" I looked at her in disbelief and said, "What about Lumen's?"
"That!" Yue Lan pointed to an exit to the west of the palace complex and said, "The west is Lu Men's territory, and no one else is allowed to enter except for Lu Men's disciples." β
I stared for a few seconds before I withdrew my eyes and looked at the palace complex in the middle, which was dominated by inky black, and at this moment the palace complex was still shining with a black luster, covered with a layer of mystery.
In front of the palace complex, there is a flat square, on the square at this moment, there are dozens of statues of gods, but there are four that are particularly tall, the height of these four is dozens of meters, and they are almost on top of the top of the cave.
Above them was a huge hole, from which the four statues of the gods had apparently fallen after the seal had been opened.
And around the statues around them, even a large part of them themselves are buried in sand, which is the sand of the Lop Nur Desert, and flows with these idols into the witch caves.
I don't know if it's because of the protection of the sand, or if these idols themselves are incomparably sturdy and sturdy, and they didn't break when they slipped down from such a high place.
It's just that these statues have lost their luster, and one of them is taller and more solemn than the other three, and it should be the witch god Wu Xian.
The other three are one size smaller, one of them is a man, the other two are women, the man should be Guza, and the two women should be Guli and Guna.
It's just that these statues have been exposed to the wind and sun in Lop Nur for so many years, and they have basically faded at this moment, and I can even see cracks and cracks in the statues.
And on the edge of this pile of sand, there is a group of people who meditate in a circle, one after the other, each about a meter apart, in a circle, enclosing the four idols and the sand dunes.
From afar, you could hear these people chanting incantations, but the sound was extremely unpleasant, like a cacophony of noise.
"Sure enough, they are sacrificing, and they are sacrificing themselves, are these old guys really dying?"
"It's all said, these seventy-two people are all old things who have served as elders, and they are too old to walk at the moment, and they want to do something for the Wu clan before they die. Yueyang Daoren turned his head to look at us.
"We must not let them succeed, so I will go and kill them. "I have already pulled out the Junsheng Sword, these old immortals want to destroy Yuelan and the Star Chasing Guardian Statue, and want to kill them, it will definitely not work.
"Don't. Yuelan grabbed me, and she said with an ugly face: "These people can't be killed, they were originally begging for death and sacrificing to the witch god, and now you go to kill them, doesn't it mean that you speed up the process of sacrifice?"
"Ah?" I was dumbfounded, and I said, "How so, and what now? Or I'll go and tie their hands and feet, and don't let them chant incantations, and don't let them die?"
"Wait, don't worry, let's see the situation, in case it's a trap!" Yuelan said cautiously.
Then we walked in the direction of the idol.
"All-powerful witch god, you can hear the prayers of your most loyal people, just as you swore to you back then, our loyalty has never changed, whether it is heaven or earth, our loyalty will never be extinguished, our lives, our souls will always be your sacrifices, as your people, your slaves, I have the right and duty to report to you the treacherous acts of the witch saints to worship the moon and chase the stars, for the unfaithful and unrighteous traitors, please send down the monstrous anger, burn their bodies, scorch their souls with anger, let them live in torture and torment for eternity, your anger will not be extinguished, their pain will not stopβ¦β¦β
After everyone had recited the incantation in unison, the men held all kinds of magic weapons, daggers, boning knives, scissors, iron swords, and steel wires......
They took these things and walked towards their bodies without mercy.
The dagger slashed at the arm, the boning knife slashed off a piece of flesh, the scissors stabbed into the thigh, blood splattered, the iron sword cut off the little finger, and the wire pierced through the cheek raiser on the right side of the face, piercing through the cheek raiser on the left cheek......
There were no wails of pain, no hysterical screams, no rapid breathing, and there was nothing unusual about these self-mutilating people, as if it was not their bodies hurting......
"The omnipotent witch god, please accept your sacrifice, that is our flesh and blood, and please take back the mana of the high priest Guli, the great protector of the Faguna, the saints they created, not only did not contribute to the great cause of the Wu clan, but tried their best to prevent the revival of the Wu clan, their sins are heavy, and the high priest and the great protector as their patron saints, when they rebelled, they did not take back the power given to them, the same sin, so we all petition, please take back the mana of the high priest Guli, the great protector of the Faguna, they are no longer worthy of being the guardian saint of the Wu clan, they are not worthy of enjoying the worship of the Wu clan, and now the resolution of the patriarch and the elders is passed, decided to destroy the high priest Guli, the idol of the Great Protector Guna, so that they could be punished as they deserved......"