The fact that these natives were able to communicate with them in a peaceful manner was definitely good news for the expedition team.

At least they can now be sure that these people will not be in too serious conflict with them for the most part.

The possibility of different languages that can completely hinder communication, after everyone racked their brains for analysis, both sides finally understood what the other party wanted.

These natives want to exchange their tribe's things for the equipment of the expedition members.

This kind of unreasonable demand cannot be agreed to by a normal person.

Weapons and equipment are equivalent to their second life, and without them, the possibility of dying here will be greatly increased.

Seeing Qi Ren's rejection of his own proposal, this strangely dressed man did not show too much dissatisfaction.

In words that Qi people didn't understand, after talking to other natives, this person stopped mentioning the transaction.

It's about having people prepare food and put on a hospitable look.

But in this environment, the players are in the mood to enjoy their feast.

And the local food doesn't taste very good, as can be seen from the charred food, this tribe is not very good at cooking.

After dinner, the natives vacated a few tents made of thatch for the Qi people to live in.

For their own safety, the team members did not dare to take off their armor at all, and there were many more people left on duty at night than usual.

But fortunately, the night was peaceful, and no natives came to disturb them.

Only the next day, the man who had exchanged helmets appeared in front of everyone again.

And this time, the man brought the crowd to the vicinity of the central platform.

When everyone didn't know why, they saw the surrounding natives cheering excitedly.

Jiang Liu was already extremely nervous at the moment, and there was always a premonition that he didn't want to linger in his heart.

The sunlight dispelled the mist in the forest, and the golden sunlight shone through the canopy of the trees, making the place look mysterious.

In the uneasy waiting of everyone, I saw the man wearing the mask yesterday, surrounded by several strong men with paint on their ears and pierced ears, slowly walking up to the high platform.

The masked man stood on a high platform and lit the firewood beside him with a live bar.

As the flames rose, the mood of the natives suddenly became excited.

In the midst of a rapid drum beat, I saw dozens of people with bound limbs being carried slowly towards the high platform with wooden sticks.

The players looked at each other, and it was clear that they were aware of what was going to happen next.

This is human martyrdom, and for a long time, this practice was also prevalent in some tribes in the Central Plains.

And that time, for these young players, is just a vague impression in distant memory.

And today, it is very likely that they will witness this kind of ignorance that has been severely criticized by the imperial court.

Those who were to be sacrificed were like pigs to be slaughtered, and they were placed on a high platform in a clearing.

Amid the desperate cries of a man, the man was tied to a square platform by several natives with their backs facing the sky.

The masked man held his scepter alof, dancing and chanting a word.

He put down his scepter and took a stone dagger from one of them.

In the midst of the sacrifice's desperate cries, the masked man slashed open the sacrifice's chest with a dagger, and after groping in his chest, he held a beating heart in his hand.

And this is, the people below seem to have witnessed a very remarkable thing, and they are all as excited as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.

At this time, the sacrifice was not completely out of breath, and the river descended to this person's body and twitched.

He swore to God that it was definitely the bloodiest scene he had ever seen when he was so big.

He has seen a lot of dead people, but it can be said that he has only seen people tortured to death by such brutal means.

Some people with poor psychological maturity have very ugly faces at this time, and they are obviously frightened by this scene.

On the high platform, the acts of torture and killing continued.

The masked man cut off the sacrificial's head with a dagger that was not sharp, held it in his hand, and shouted something loudly.

And the natives in the audience also repeated this word excitedly.

The act of torture and killing lasted for a morning, and Jiang Liu counted it carefully.

In total, they tortured and killed twenty-one people in the course of the morning.

He didn't know what the number twenty-one meant to them, and when all the sacrifices had died tragically, it was as if they had accomplished something holy.

For a long time afterward, today's experience became a lingering nightmare for Jiang Liu, and his favorability towards the natives of the New World was wiped out.

Perhaps the natives do not know that their inadvertent actions will bring them an incomparably painful price in the future.

And the man who exchanged helmets looked at Qi Ren with a proud expression.

The expression seemed to tell everyone how powerful his tribe was.

And he didn't know that these ugly-faced Qi people didn't feel that these people had anything to be proud of, and in their opinion, only people who were extremely barbaric would do such bloody and meaningless things.

This made them wary of the tribe once again.

I just want to get out of here as soon as possible, and as for how to deal with this barbarian tribe, it's better to leave it to the top to solve.

After the sacrifice was over, it was clear that this bloody was not over.

The corpses that had been disemboweled, with their heads cut off, were thrown from the high platform.

And the natives, who had been waiting for a long time, instantly swarmed in, competing with each other for those corpses.

Everyone who watched this scene was frightened, and they were even more worried about their comfort.

Jiang Liu even felt that if he was surrounded by such a tribe, he would still be happier to commit suicide before he was caught.

The thought of being tortured like this before death sends chills down my spine.

More than twenty corpses were quickly divided by the excited savages.

There was only a dark red trail on the ground, as if silently telling the madness just now.

It's not hard to think about what the corpses that have been dismantled will be used for.

Everyone couldn't help but think back to the black food they had eaten yesterday, and they felt very uncomfortable in their stomachs.

The team members didn't know why these natives let these strangers come to watch this, whether they were ready to show off their strength to themselves, or simply invite them to come and have a look, what the real thing was like that everyone couldn't guess.

However, a day later, Jiang Liu clearly felt that those natives were obviously more confident when negotiating with their own side.

I don't know if it's their perverted psychology that gives them self-confidence.