On the night of the second day after arriving at the Thunderfall Tribe, the sacrificial ceremony finally officially began.

I believe that as long as Song Yong watched this sacrifice process, he would have a great chance of figuring out why he had such a strange dream.

Maybe it can even calm down the fire of the Burning Mountain Tribe in his body.

Then, he took his men's soil bun door and returned to the Gray Rabbit tribe safely, continuing their small life of not worrying about eating and drinking, and calling the people in the Central Plains region a dog's brain.

It's a pity that Song Yong had no way at all, and he was half a step closer to the venue of the sacrificial ceremony.

Or rather, they couldn't even get out of the hut at such an important moment, and the 30th was blocked in the hut where they lived temporarily......

Under the bright moonlight, a confrontation is taking place.

Several handfuls that had been polished were extremely sharp, and they were lifted high by several warriors of the Thunderfall Tribe, aiming at Song Yong, who was standing at the door of the hut and was probing out his brain.

The same is true of the adjacent huts.

After receiving Song Yong's knife reward before, the little steward who has become a little easier to talk to.

At this moment, this thing is wearing an ugly dead face, and drinking in a non-negotiable tone:

"Stay honest in the house for me, we Lord Thunderfall said, you outsiders' caravans, don't think about coming out tonight. ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Yong was reluctant in his heart.

If you don't go to the scene of the sacrificial ceremony, won't all this busy work of thousands of miles and stay in this ruined city for so long?

Just looked at the Thunderfall Tribe warrior with a murderous look in front of him and didn't plan to talk about it at all.

Thinking of the comparison of the strengths of the two sides, Song Yong wisely gave up his plan to break out.

Just kidding! The Thunderfall Tribe is a super-large tribe that can dispatch tens of thousands of people after mobilization, and if they really fight, their thirty people will be crushed to death in a minute.

Just when Song Yong was about to take a detour to achieve the purpose of going out to have a look.

In the past two days, the gangsters who have followed Brother Yong and kept inquiring about the situation in the Thunderfall Tribe have basically seen a little bit of Song Yong's thoughts.

It's nothing more than wanting to go to the sacrificial ceremony and do things.

He had already reacted, and he didn't need Song Yong to speak, he just shouted loudly:

"Here, this lord looks this way, you have forgotten something in the room, you see if this thing is yours. ”

After saying that, this thing reluctantly pulled out the pig killing knife that had served him in the southwest region of Rainoze and laid the 'Blood Shadow Crazy Knife' for him, a pig-killing knife of great fame.

At the little steward, he waved it vigorously.

I have to say that after following Song Yong for a long time. These primitive people, who were originally simple, have been rapidly corrupted and degenerated.

Not only did I learn to bribe, but even the means and sayings of bribery were so euphemistic.

At the same time, the hooligan also believes that his baby pig-killing knife was sent out this time.

But with Brother Yong's exquisiteness, the next time he comes from the mysterious Huaxia tribe, he will not be compensated for a better and rarer weapon!

However, a rare flash of inspiration in the brains of the scoundrel did not play a role at all.

I saw that the little steward first looked at the hooligan expressionlessly, and brandished the pig-killing knife for a while.

Then, he scolded back politely:

"Don't give me this set, you don't know how important this sacrifice is to our Thunderfall tribe;

I'll go!

There is a hot content about taking off your pants, but it makes the pure masters and hooligans, and even an old face is scared white.

With his limited life experience, he definitely didn't expect that in the most prosperous place of the human race, in the famous Central Plains region, these people actually liked this strange tune.

Luckily, when that's all that has been said.

The little steward realized in the playful eyes of the other warriors of his tribe that his expression might have been misunderstood by others.

In a hurry, he hurriedly added a sentence in his mouth:

"I mean, if you kid just take off those purple pants and give them to me, I won't give you a chance to go out and run around tonight. ”

After finishing speaking, the little steward left here in a hurry in great embarrassment.

The problem was that the little steward had left alone, and the Thunderfall warriors with bronze spears were still guarding the spot like wooden stakes.

The idea of sneaking out of Song Yong at the last point was completely in vain.

Just as the scoundrel brandished the pig-killing knife, trying to bribe the little steward.

In the middle of the city, in a vacant lot about a few miles away from the thatched hut where Song Yong temporarily lived, a grand sacrificial ceremony was ready.

This sacrificial ceremony is on a specific scene.

Even more solemn than the one Song Yong had seen in his dream.

That's because among the participants in today's sacrifice, there are thousands of people all of a sudden, all from more than a hundred tribes and thousands of people in the dense forests of the Black Dragon Ridge Mountain Range.

At this moment, tens of thousands of participants will be squeezed into a huge open space.

Only in the middle of the area, where the sacrifices were placed and sacrificed, was a little empty.

If Song Yong had been lucky enough to witness such a scene, he might have found something else.

For example, the prey that was used as a sacrifice this time was far more abundant and fat than last time.

Even the women who were dressed in elaborate and expensive silk robes, and wore garlands of brilliant wildflowers on their heads, were noticeably different from the faces of the last time, and looked a little more beautiful.

Because in the last sacrifice, the women were already thrown into the middle of the clearing.

The one with the fire of the Thunderfall tribe is in the huge fire pond where it lives.

Including the leaders of the tribes such as Koro, villain, and Shimian that Song Yong was familiar with, they were all fortunate to participate in this grand sacrifice ceremony.

Their presence can be found in an out-of-the-way location at the sacrificial site.

Mainly because of their status, they can stay in such a position.

But even so, to be able to participate in such a grand sacrifice ceremony, these people did not show any dissatisfaction with their current position.

Because they passed the daytime alliance, when they knew that through today's thunderfall tribe, it was a sacrifice of blood.

They would know more about the Sage, the Sage who had been prophesied for three hundred years to help them out of this catastrophe, and where he was.

It was also through the previous alliance that Korochi and the others already knew a secret.

I know that three hundred years ago, the generation of the Thunderfall tribe was famous, and it can be regarded as the greatest Thunderfall in the past dynasties, and it was not as sick and dead as the legend suggests.

But after he had a premonition of the great catastrophe that the tribe would face three hundred years later.

At the cost of his remaining life, he made a heavy divination, and in this divination he made a prophecy:

At that time, a magical sage will appear to lead and help the Thunderfall tribe through this catastrophe.

Therefore, in the face of the pressure from the shrew tribe, which was already getting bigger and bigger, the sage lord became their last straw.