This is not the first time that Sanssouci has seen the altar, he has been lucky enough to see it a few times in the square of the four great families before, but he has never really set foot on it.

Altar, what a beautiful word, both humans and orcs regard it as a spiritual sustenance and a source of strength.

Originally, there was nothing unusual when she looked at it from a distance, but now she was pushed here by the sea god, and the immersive feeling almost drowned her.

Looking at everything around him reverently, carefree is also curious.

Is this the altar of the orcs? Sure enough, it was an altar to pay tribute to the dead orcs.

Looking carefully at the animal bones piled up on the altar, Sanssouci could conclude that they were all taken from orcs, so many animal bones, how many people would be buried here, the more Wuwu looked at it, the more frightened he became, but he didn't slow down the pace of his feet, and followed the feeling in his heart towards the center.

The altar is in the shape of a slope, extending from the feet of Carefree to the top of the altar, the slope is not steep, and there is no difficulty in walking, and soon Carefree walks to the top of the altar. A large black pillar about three meters tall and carved with a large number of strange patterns appeared in front of her, which was the center of the altar and obviously the most important place on the altar.

Looking at this pillar up close now, a sense of piety flooded from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but want to touch it.

The slender hand touched the pillar wall, slightly cool, very smooth, obviously after the baptism of time has become round and full.

The stout pillars are carved with intricate totems, as if an extension of a story. Sanssouci was just about to withdraw his hand, something strange happened, the pillar that was originally a little cold turned out to be hot, at first it was the right warmth, and then there was a burning sensation, Sanssouci instinctively withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at the pillar vigilantly.

I saw that the originally dull pillar began to find a faint blood light, and it felt as if the totem pole had come to life.

Carefree's hand was burned, and the flesh mixed with blood was directly imprinted on the pillar, leaving a small scar on the finger, and on the stone pillar, although the little scarlet was covered by the blood light, it was still so obvious.

A piercing pop came from the pillar, and the flesh that stuck to it gradually turned charred black until it turned into ashes and disappeared.

Seeing such a scene, the worry-free heartbeat was about to stop, and he said secretly: Fortunately, I escaped quickly, otherwise I would have had a barbecue.

"Ah!!h Just when Carefree had just put his mind at ease, something strange happened again, and suddenly a powerful pulling force came out of the pillar, pulling Carefree towards the pillar like a magnet.

An exclamation came from Sanssouc's mouth, Sanssouci didn't say a word and used magic, but to no avail, that pure power was like a hand stretched out by the beastmaster, and the tiny human was completely carefree in front of it.

"Ah!!h There was another scream, Wu Wu really had no strength, his body was like a kite, and he was pulled back by the owner of the other end of the line, no matter how strong the wind was, he couldn't break the thin line that bound him.

Seeing the pillar enlarge in front of his eyes and the heat emanating from the pillar rushing to his face, a trace of horror flashed in his heart, but he did not despair, and he was still resisting to the death.

"Bang !!"

When I finally hit it, I could only hear the sound of falling gravel coming from my ears, and I was frightened by the scene in front of me.

What did she do?

That's impossible!!!

"Orc things wouldn't be so careless, would they?"

"Could it be that your body is too hard? Can't even compare to the pillars? ”

One had an unbelievable thought in Sansso's heart, but she was also a little dazed.

"Bones of the Beast God!"

The purpose of Sanssouc's coming here was not to become the great shaman of the orcs, but to be the bone of the beast god, and at this time, the things that she had dreamed of appeared in front of her.

Floating in front of her, to be exact.

It was a pure golden bone, and from its gold-like color, carefree could see the difference at a glance.

"The treasure of the orc, the bone of the beast god, the whole body is bright gold, shining brightly, held by the beast kings of the past generations!"

As for the legend of the Beast God's bones, the books on the continent of Oscar do not mention it, but it is only passed on by word of mouth, but the book of mages obtained in the Tomb of the South Wind Emperor has such a record.

It is because of this sentence that carefree also determines its value.

"Finally found you! Dumb, the master will wake you up! A whisper came out of Carefree's mouth, I don't know if it was said to Dumb, or to herself, but after seeing the bones of the beast god, Worry-free's whole person was indeed a lot easier, originally there was endless hope in despair, and those efforts were a little futile, but now that hope is ahead, how can she not be excited.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stood up from the ground with his body propped up, and he didn't even bother to dust off the dust on his body, and he stretched out his hand to the bones of the beast god.

Stained with some dust, the original white hands are a little mottled, but they are unusually good-looking.

I got it, and when the feeling of controlling the real thing came from the palm of my hand, the corner of my worry-free mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, and I actually took out other medicinal materials to prepare for refining medicine.

For the legendary elixir, the refining method is indeed so simple that it is weird, and Zheng only said one word: burn !!

That's right, it's burning, the bones of the beast god, that is the toughest thing in the world, and other equally cherished medicinal materials will definitely form on their own through the burning of the fire.

Put all the medicinal materials in her hand on a broken boulder, closed her eyes without worry, exhaled deeply, and opened them again, the excitement in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by rigor, for the matter of being able to save Dumb, she didn't dare to slack off, she wanted to refine this bottle of medicine with ten thousand thoughts.

Using water magic, after cleaning his hands, a swarthy flame appeared in front of Carefree.

As soon as the flames came out, the surrounding space fluctuated, obviously deterred by the flames, and there was not a trace of water vapor around the flames, and even the dust turned into nothingness.

That was the most precious thing Yan had left her—Hellfire!!

Only the fiercest fire of time is enough to melt the hardest.

The flames swayed, and Carefree threw the bones of the beast god directly into the flames.

As the dark red flames wrapped the bones of the bright golden beast god, suddenly with worry-free as the center, a dazzling red light appeared, and the stone pillar that had been rotten to the ground automatically took shape, the same totem, but it was a little more vivid than just now.

I seem to see something flowing in one stroke, is that blood?

That's right, it's blood, the blood of the beast kings of the past, and it's also a vital thing in the shamanic lineage.

There is one thing about this heritage that even the orcs don't know.

The reason why shamanic inheritors become so powerful after receiving the lineage makes people involuntarily feel worshipful is not their own change, but the change of blood.

It turns out that the inheritance of the shaman is also the awakening of the bloodline in a certain sense.

As a shaman of the beast clan, without exception, they are all orcs, of course the orcs will have half of the bloodline of the warcraft, and the altar here is to stimulate the bloodline of that part of the warcraft, to the point that it is only second to the beast god, that is, the divine beasts in the human world, and their fear is precisely because their own bloodline of the warcraft is significantly lower than that of the shaman inheritor.

However, carefree is an exception, she is a human being, a real person, so she is destined to suffer more if she accepts such a inheritance.

"Ah!!h Ever since entering this altar, Sanssouci has often been in a state of screaming, because there is no aura of attack, and because of the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

After the stone pillar was formed, it burned Wuwu's skin again, and the flesh and blood were directly stuck to it, Wuwu didn't dare to move, she knew that she couldn't escape, and she also knew that she wouldn't die!

Sure enough, because of this will, Carefree has been struggling to support, and she feels the passage of time.

Yes, the blood on his body continued to flow with the wound, and was slowly sucked into the totem pole, which seemed to be a traveler in hunger and thirst, and would only take greedily when he felt in front of him, and would not stop.

And Carefree was suffering in its endless demands, and a blood-red light shot from the totem pole directly enveloped the pained curled up in a ball.

With this red light, Wu Wu felt a tingling pain all over his body, and the bones in his body seemed to be pulled away again, powerless to resist.

The pain is really not something that can be withstood without worry, and the touching of the muscles and veins in the whole body is as if someone is sucking the pulp and cramping, and there is no place in the whole body from the inside to the outside is normal.

The muscles of the whole body seemed to be burned by their own hellfire, and the pain, if it weren't for the firmness of the will of Wu Wu, and the increase in the body's ability to resist the blow of the bottle of blood drunk before, he might have fainted from the pain.

I don't know how long it took, but after a year and a half, the pain in my whole body finally slowly subsided, and my whole body seemed to be soaked in sweat and opened my eyes that were closed in pain.

The first thing that caught my eye was still the extremely weird totem pole, and the color of the pillar was still bright red, so red that it was dazzling.

Carefree wanted to get up from the ground, but found that he had no strength at all, so he had to lean on the ground helplessly, staring blankly at the bones of the beast god at the top of the pillar and pondering.

Suddenly, an ethereal singing voice came from afar.

The hoarse melody with grief and indignation seems to come from ancient times, vast and simple, but it seems to be able to penetrate the soul directly, although there are no specific lyrics, but with the blurted out of the chant, a song is like the ancient opera that Niu Meng heard in the opera house back then, but it is far more moving than the tune of the opera.

The song spread around the altar and wore far, far away.

Outside the cave, the orcs who had been guarding the entrance of the cave for a whole month froze, looking at the dark cave in disbelief, and everyone's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Her first step was successful, and she was approved by the Beast God!" At this moment, the cyclops waved like a child to the secretive Com beside him, and the joy from him was overflowing, it was pure happiness, because he had finally fulfilled the trust of his friend.

"If my sister can't come out alive, even if it's my father's order, I will never become the next Beastmaster!" Untouched by the Cyclops' ecstasy, Com's small face wrinkled deeply, emanating from him a deep loneliness and dead silence.

He regretted it, his mother died, Aunt Sophie died, his father died, is his only warmth now gone?