Chapter 6: Begin!

Then the patriarch had a gentle smile on his face, and said to Rem in a slow voice: "For nearly 10,000 years, the Emperor of the Ghost Clan has not been in contact with our clan, this time the Holy Maiden was chosen by the Emperor of the Ghost Clan, but it is quite an honor, I hope the Holy Maiden will pay attention to this opportunity! This is a chance to ascend to the sky, as long as the Great Emperor can take a fancy to you, no matter what you want, it will be easy." Speaking of the last patriarch, his mouth was full of envy, even a hint of jealousy, as if he wanted to replace him.

Because of the memory loss, Rem's mind is as clear as a mirror, and she understands the patriarch's emotions clearly, so she just smiled slightly and whispered: "I know!"

The patriarch nodded slightly, and then his expression was straight, full of majesty, and he turned to Lianya on the side and said, "Lianya, I want to dress up the Holy Maiden, if I make the Ghost Emperor unhappy, this is a sin to turn around!"

Lianya bowed slightly, without any emotional fluctuations, and said with only a trace of respect in her words: "Yes, Patriarch!"

The patriarch nodded with satisfaction, then gestured slightly to Rem and turned around to leave the ghost clan's hall.

Rem looked at the back of the patriarch's departure, but her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness, obviously very clear about the meaning of this sacrifice, she raised her hands slightly, and shook it gently, the patriarch seemed to be afraid that she would regret it in the end, and the clothes she wore were all magic robes that faintly suppressed her strength, and even the entire hall was connected with the magic clothes, and the formation was secretly combined, and the power in the body seemed to be sleeping, and it was extremely silent.

And at this moment, the rare full moon was about to hang in the middle of the sky, and there was a reaction in the area occupied by the ghost clan above the sacrifice, and an extremely old man with a cane stepped step by step from the area of the ghost clan to the top of the sacrificial platform, which was the patriarch of the ghost clan.

And at this moment, feeling the solemnity of the movement of the sacrificial platform, he finally slowly opened his eyes, and the black and gold eyes continued to flicker with a little starlight, which was extremely strange, which was a trace of incomplete condensation and precipitation after cultivation.

Looking up solemnly, I saw a person who seemed to be old and did not look good, with two small bags faintly protruding from his forehead, and the old man who was about to die and half of his body into the ground stood in the center of the altar.

solemn eyebrows, although the old man did not look the slightest abnormal, just like an old man who had half entered the coffin, but under the solemn and keen perception, the dormant power in the old man's body made him a little sideways.

The old man looked around, saw the crowded monsters, the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled out a smile, and slowly spoke, his voice was unusually old, but it was full of unique strength.

"I am the patriarch of the ghost clan, today I am fortunate to have so many demon clan colleagues to witness the arrival of the ghost clan emperor into the world, it is the supreme glory of our clan, when the time comes, my ghost clan is in the middle of the trend, and I will not let you come in vain!

God bless my ghost clan, let our clan find the holy daughter, in our sacrificial platform as a link, the holy woman will be dedicated to the emperor of my ghost clan, fortunately, but also let everyone see the emperor of our clan!"

Speaking of this, the patriarch of the ghost clan put a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the monsters with different expressions under the altar.

As a new generation of monsters, they have never experienced the bloody and brutal sacrifices of ancient times, even if there are elders in the monster clan who have experienced it, they are silent and silently watch.

And now the monsters are living in Gensokyo, and they don't have the slightest idea of fighting for hegemony or anything, after all, there is a monster sage who has been around since ancient times and is suppressed by Yakumo Zi.

The strength of the ambitious is not enough, the strength is not ambitious, and the youkai who has both strength and ambition want to make any waves in Gensokyo, and they have long been suppressed by the guardians of Gensokyo such as Yakumo Purple.

But this time, the ghost clan is playing the rules of rubbing the ball, and publicizing the title of sacrificing the ghost clan to the emperor of the ghost clan and holding a ceremony, which does not say that it wants to fight for hegemony, nor does it say that it wants to do bad things, so people can't find the slightest fault.

Worship the ancestors, every demon clan will be held, but like this is the first time that people can visit it, a group of idle egg pain monsters in Gensokyo in order to have fun, and they want to visit and visit, to know how many years the ghost clan has not been in the world, Gensokyo is such a big place, after so many years, the footprints of the monsters have already walked the entire Gensokyo, but there is still no trace of the ghost clan, it seems that it is not in this world.

The ghost clan, born in the netherworld, initially formless and incorporeal, then devoured flesh and blood essence, after the practice of condensing itself into an entity, this ghost clan in order to strengthen itself, constantly devouring all kinds of monsters, in the end more and more lawless, and even presented a single scene, and then was overthrown by the demon clan who were dissatisfied to the extreme, an earth-shattering war down, the strength of both sides was greatly damaged, and the ghost clan retreated, and it has not been revealed until now.

However, standing here, those who like such a gloomy and bloody horror atmosphere, but most of them are dark in their hearts, violent behavior, and malicious monsters in their hearts.

At this time, after hearing the words of the patriarch of the ghost clan, the countless monsters under the sacrificial altar were already dissatisfied with the noise, like a noisy vegetable market, and asked to start quickly.

"Hurry up, if I hadn't seen this sacrifice, I wouldn't be here!"

A snake-headed human alien monster urged impatiently.

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu has been waiting here for a day and a night, if you don't have fun for me next, be careful that I dismantle your broken Laoshizi sacrificial platform!"

A majestic minotaur swore and looked quite dissatisfied.

Followed by the characteristic curses and curses of all kinds of monsters, and the corners of the eyes of the patriarch of the ghost clan who listened to all kinds of foul words twitched, and he was so angry when he melted into the front of Mount Tai and did not change his face.

And the solemnity on the side, he just looked at everything that happened in the field with a pair of indifferent, but with a hint of hope, the countless stars above the nine heavens were still infused with star power all the time to condense the tricks in the body, and the vitality of the heaven and earth around him continued to build his body, just waiting for an opportunity to completely burst out of the power of the earth-shattering power, and the mutual cooperation of the exercises chosen by the broken sky was quite exquisite, allowing him to progress quickly.

The Ghost Clan Patriarch glanced down with a gloomy face, and then looked up at the rare full moon when it was about to hang up in the middle of the sky.

I saw him beckoning slightly, full of fanaticism, but forcibly suppressed, and said in a deep voice: "The sacrifice begins!"

As soon as his words fell, the countless ghost warriors in the rear spread out like a tide and came out of a red carpet passage that reached the sacrificial platform, the weapons in their hands were held high, and a strange syllable that was vast but full of eerie ghosts slowly came out of their mouths, which made people's scalps tingle to listen to.

The patriarch of the ghost clan, who had slowly withdrawn from the sacrificial platform and was standing below, shouted loudly: "Holy Maiden, please!"