Not only did the old man come back by himself, but he was followed by a team of men who were also half-human, half-snake. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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There are 100 and 10 of them, all shirtless, with iron chains around their necks, and they are carrying an oversized one, which has to have more than a dozen layers of rings and a circular platform, which looks like an altar.

In the center of the top of the jar was a chest, which looked like it was made of stone, black, and looked pretty bad.

Not only did the boxes sell poorly, but the places where they were placed were also buried, and the ground around them was black and thick like mud, and you could smell a pungent fishy smell from a distance.

A group of human snakes, or rather, snake people, lifted the altar before me and put it down, and then walked up in a line, standing in a large circle around the box.

The old man bowed to me first, then carried his sword up to the altar, chose a place outside the circle of snake people, and cut off the head of the snake man in front of him with his sword.

Damn, it came so suddenly that it scared me.

The snake man's head flew high, and his headless body slowly fell forward, blood gurgling out of his cavity and flowing under the box.

I finally figured out what that disgusting black layer around the box was, and I almost didn't curse it.

Tynema is perverted.

Actually enliven the festival!

Didn't Gu Yiwei say that high-dimensional beings are more civilized than us low-dimensional beings?

This is how they are civilized?

It looks even more savage than our primitive monkeys!

At least we won't be doing the revitalizing sacrifice!

Well, at least most of us humans don't engage in ****** activities like living sacrifices.

After the old man cut off a head, he looked at the box carefully, then walked behind the next snake man and cut off the head with a knife.

Damn, he's in a posture of preparing to kill a circle.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and asked Gu Yiwei in a low voice, "What is he doing here?"

Gu Yiwei said disdainfully: "That box is encrypted by information flow, and their level is not high enough, and they have not evolved to this level of information flow exchange method, so they can only take the most barbaric and backward way to open the box, and use the genetic information contained in the bloodline of the clan to accumulate enough information to open the box." He did this method, and the people he killed were actually the purest bloodlines of the owner of that box! However, you don't need it, the encryption of this box is not very advanced, just your method of violently outputting information, it will be opened in minutes, why, can't you stand it?"

"I have nothing to look down on, they are not from the same country as me. I snorted coldly, "It's just that I can't get used to the old man's approach." What age is it, still engaging in this kind of slaughter and sacrifice, and using them as coolies before killing them, it's too despicable!"

"Hey, don't cut it, bring me the box and I'll take a look!" I shouted to the old man.

The old man was slightly stunned, but he still stopped immediately, and said respectfully: "Great ancestor, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't, this box and the entire altar are one." ”

And this said?

I put a message line out with a thought.,Connected to the box.,The stored information immediately rushed along the line.,The information of the box didn't come at all.,Boom exploded.。

It didn't explode into pieces, but directly exploded into a cloud of smoke, slowly soaring into the air, condensing into a blurred image of a half-human and half-snake in mid-air, quite large, looking down on the entire altar condescendingly.

The old man and the white-robed people under the altar hurriedly fell to the ground, first threw themselves on the ground, and shouted in unison: "The ancestors have spirits!"

The huge image of a half-human, half-snake didn't say anything, just watched in silence.

None of the snake people who were sacrificed and ready to be slaughtered knelt down, but just looked at the image with their heads up, their bodies trembling slightly, and they looked quite excited.

Originally, there was an oval mirror in the place where the box was located, about one person tall, bright and clear, as if made of crystal, emitting a faint light.

Now my message is connected to that mirror.

This time, instead of automatically flowing to the mirror, a lot of information is flowing to me from the mirror.

This amount of information is very complicated, and there are all kinds of messy content, and I can't understand it, so I simply don't read it, and I save it all first, and focus on the mirror itself.

Through the positioning of the star map, I found that every snake man present, whether shirtless or wearing a white robe, had a faint line of information that was also connected to the mirror, and the huge image floating in the air also had a line connected to the mirror, but the line connecting the huge image to the mirror was thicker and more condensed.

I thought about it, and first followed the line to sneak into the bodies of those bare-chested snake men and old men.

The amount of information that is completely insignificant in the mirror flows down the line into the mirror, and then flows to me in the large amount of information in the mirror.

I focused on the information, and it was easy to pick them out and look at them as they came with the flow.

This information is easier to discern.

Most of it is about their daily lives.

It's a stark contrast.

The old man lives in a bright and splendid world, it seems that he is suspended in the air in some huge city, with fine clothes and food, and servants like clouds, while those bare-chested victims live in a dark world, they have to work hard every day, suffer a lot, not to mention their short lifespan, and they will be selected by the white-robed people anytime and anywhere, or as dolls, or as sacrifices, and their fate is even more tragic than working to death in the dark world.

Let's put it this way, the memories of the white-robed people are basically heaven, and the memories of the bare-chested ones are basically hell.

They are obviously the same race, but their circumstances are diametrically opposed.

And the culprits who caused this situation of the bare-chested people were the white-robed people.

From the memories of the white-robed people, you can see some history about their world.

Countless years ago, their race as a whole ascended to this new world of higher dimensions, and the ancestors who led them to ascend to the higher dimensions went alone in order to explore the more powerful world, leaving their race here to wait, and telling them that one day he would come back and lead the entire race to ascend together.

History is an inspirational and passionate story here.

In order to ensure that the clan would remember the patriarch and his oath after a long period of time, the patriarch appointed his personally chosen priesthood, the white robes, to rule on his behalf, and to inherit the qiē spells and technologies created between his ascension, responsible for leading the entire clan forward.

In the beginning, the priesthood was able to faithfully perform their duties, leading the tribe to fight hard and develop vigorously in the new world, and of course all the efforts of development were aimed at welcoming the return of the ancestors.

Up to this point, history is an epic chapter of wilderness.

But then it took a sharp turn.