"Hong Marari, Hong Marari, Hong, Woo Ah ......"

Rhythmic and mystical chants fill the huge cavern, large and small, high and low totem poles flicker, on the pillars, graffiti-like lines and inscriptions, as if they can breathe, in the human eye, the slightest expansion and contraction, a little longer gaze, make people feel dizzy.

There are also bursts of sharp bells, like an invisible hook, which acts directly on the person's inside, making everyone like a half-full pot of water, vibrating and shaking with it.

So, in addition to dizziness and nausea, there is also a heart-burning palpitation, which makes people want to take off this stinky skin, let the soul break free, and let the boiling emotions turn into the most primitive howls and stir out.

"Ah............h

A high-pitched, painful, near-death scream suddenly came!

"Boom!"

The torch burning on the totem pole skyrocketed.

Countless people kneeling on the ground, dressed in animal skins, feathers, bone ornaments, and oil paints, seemed to be greatly encouraged, and the chanting and the sound of bells suddenly became intense.

The rhythm of strength and weakness and sub-strength suddenly changed, and the chanting became squirming, like a whisper in the ear, and like a vast call from afar!

In the center of the totem pole is an altar made of black stone, on which a thin shaman-like man shakes a bell, his whole body trembles, and he performs crab-like dance moves.

On the two steps in front of him, there is a quaint stone tripod, the void corresponding to the mouth of the ding, a palm-sized black vortex is like rich ink, a drop of "ink" drips from the center of the whirlpool, and at the moment when it comes out of the whirlpool and completely comes to this world!!

The flickering firelight suddenly stopped, the chanting and bells disappeared, and everyone froze their movements, involuntarily changing into the same mouth shape, the same resonance of muscles and chest, and the same low and deep blast sound: "Su!!"

Su Cheng woke up!

This thunderous explosion dispelled the dark abyss of ignorance and unawareness, making him "open" his eyes violently and see the outside world.

Firelight, caves, totem poles, "wild men" kneeling on the ground......

What's going on, what's going on, am I alive or dead, what kind of people are these, what the hell is this place!

As soon as the emotions of doubt, panic, and hesitation arose, the intense discomfort from the "body" forcibly pulled back all his attention!

It feels like taking off the skin of the whole body, exposing the fresh muscle tissue and nerve endings all over the body, and like an onion being stripped of layers of clothing, exposing the core that carries the operation of the mind to the air.

At this time, he realized that he had no body and turned into a cloud of fog and fog.

This grayish-black color, floating in mid-air in a gradient and telescopic form, is the most transparent at the edge and the most intense and stable at the core.

Soul!?

Dead, dead, hiccup, several tons of steel bodies were smashed, not to mention flesh and blood!

"Sue!!"

Below Su Cheng, the shaman raised his trembling hands, shouted, and knelt on the ground.

"Sue!!"

The "wildlings" did the same, frantically chanting in response.

A strong traction came from below, and Su Cheng ended his state of floating and telescoping, and involuntarily fell downward.

He instinctively resisted this downward traction force, but it was useless, the black mouth quickly swallowed him in, the darkness hit, the warmth was like a layer of coat wrapped him heavily, the cold, trembling sense of nothingness slowly disappeared, a lot of inexplicable information, mixed with these that made him solid and satisfied warmth.

Got some, lost some, and replaced some.

Su Cheng couldn't stop it, and he didn't even realize such a process, the discomfort and doubts he had when he first arrived in your realm were gone, he accepted all this, and even felt that it should have been so.

Tiredness hit, and he involuntarily yawned.

The rhythmic chanting reappeared, the bells rang, the torch burst into flames as if it had been poured with strong oil, and with the stone tripod as the center, warm particles rose from each "wild man", invisible to the naked eye, and inaccessible to matter.

The particles were thrown at the stone tripod, and hundreds of obscure and mysterious wired channels were established.

Shi Ding began to tremble slightly.

In the tremor, the palm-sized black vortex above Dingkou disappeared, and at the place where it disappeared, a crystal ball the size of a dragon's eye "clanged" and smashed down on the edge of Dingkou.

The crystal ball rolled down, and the drowsy Su Cheng woke up in horror, and an inexplicable and powerful inexplicable throbbing forced him to make the first voice that came to this world: "Give it to me!!"

The voice was deep, low, and heavy, like the roar of some kind of beast, vaguely only his three-point timbre, and the outside world could not hear it at all, only following the vague and mysterious connection that had just been established, acting on the consciousness of everyone at the scene!

This accident shocked everyone, and the chanting stopped, and the action of prostrating and bowing was frozen.

The shaman on the altar stooped down and picked up the crystal ball.

Like a glass marble in a child's hand, there is a "painting" inside the completely transparent ball, which depicts a canyon, and the picture freezes the moment when a dark red off-road vehicle smashes down on the rocks!

Splashes of glass, scattered shards, dented bodies, twisted steel......

The shaman was a little puzzled, and today's summoning ceremony has been prepared for more than ten years, but it seems to be inconsistent with the description and experience passed down by the tribe by word of mouth.

"Give me, give me!!"

Su Cheng was anxious and anxious, causing the entire Shiding to begin to tremble and intensify, and the shaman raised his face full of oil paint, raised his arm, and shook the bell full of patina!

"Jingle bell~~~"

The bell rippled, and there was an inexplicable force that tried to silence Su Cheng.

Shi Ding's trembling soothed, and the shaman stepped forward, suspended the crystal ball at the mouth of the ding, and then said in an old, long tone: "O spirit who came in response to the call, are you willing to protect this land between the white peaks and the black peaks, protect the tribes and creatures on this land, enjoy the offerings and sacrifices of the tribes, and give back to them strength, prosperity and tranquility!"

"Give me, give me!!"

"This is your first offering!"

"Give it to me, I do!"

The shaman's face cracked into a smile like the dry bark of a tree, the crystal ball slid down, and Su Cheng in the stone tripod couldn't wait to wrap its cold ball body......

"Sue!" the shaman turned and raised his arms towards the people around the altar.

"Su!!" In the sound of ecstasy and cheering, Su Cheng fell asleep with infinite satisfaction and tranquility.