Great wilderness, night!

On a raised hill, a campfire is lit up.

On an altar made of wood and stone, a high priest with a grimace is holding a wooden staff and chanting prayers on the altar, dancing with his hands, and performing a ritual to communicate with the gods.

Under the altar, men and women, young and old, kneeling all around, prostrated and prayed.

The wooden staff in the high priest's hand was flickering, and he was reciting the strange Great Wilderness Sacrifice in his mouth, and he looked up at the sky from time to time.

The stars are shining brightly.

In the midst of the billions of stars, a star suddenly burst into a brilliant light, falling from the sky like an arrow of light on the wooden staff in the high priest's hand.

At that moment, the entire altar bloomed with colorful divine light, the high priest was bathed in the light of the gods, the wooden staff in his hand was trembling, the circulating divine light was condensing, turning into a ball of light, and a figure appeared on the surface, which was extremely mysterious.

In the blink of an eye, a ball of light shot out from the top of the staff, landing on someone under the altar, causing an exclamation.

"Ahh

"The gods actually chose the Holy Maiden, this is the symbol of our race, is this the god who wants to destroy my race?"

"No, it won't, it must be a mistake!"

All the clansmen were crying out, their voices full of despair.

The Holy Maiden is the symbol of the Saint Woman, and although their Race is already very weak, the Holy Maiden cannot afford to be lost.

The high priest stood on the altar, looked at the holy woman below with complicated eyes, and said in a dry voice: "This is the guidance of the gods, for the continuation of our race, in order to no longer suffer from the persecution of wild beasts and the invasion of foreign races, please ask the holy woman to come up, dedicate her body and soul to the gods, and protect our people from eternal peace." ”

"No, high priest, please. ”

Many people wept and pleaded for the Holy Maiden.

The high priest said bitterly, "I don't want this either, but the will of God cannot be violated." After countless years, our Underworld Race is now almost extinct. As a high priest, my duty is to keep our people going, and to strive to reopen the ancient lands of the underworld, so that the inheritance can be represented, so that my people can be glorified. ”

Some clansmen cried: "Back then, the saint was chosen by the ancestors to appear and represent the hope of our clan. If the saint dies, our people will be finished. ”

The high priest said: "Back then, the holy woman was chosen by me with my own hands, how could I hope for this......?

Under the altar, the saint suddenly stood up and swept around with a calm expression.

"You don't have to grieve for me, I am a saint, I should sacrifice for my people, this is the duty of a saint, and it is also what I should do. If my death can be exchanged for the glory of my people, it is my honor, and even more so my pride. ”

Under the moonlight, the saint was dressed in simple and unpretentious clothes, wearing an arc-shaped silver chain on her forehead, and three star-shaped beads embellished the unparalleled elegance.

The saint was only eighteen years old, but she was peerless, with straight black hair hanging down her shoulders, delicate and beautiful features, delicate and smooth skin, and a calm and kind smile on her face, and walked up to the altar amid the cries of the clansmen.

"Holy Maiden, don't!"

At that moment, all the tribesmen wept, they didn't want to do this!

The high priest looked at heaven with confusion in his eyes, and he did not understand why God's will was so.

In the face of all the people who wept and pleaded, the high priest was embarrassed.

On the contrary, the holy woman was very calm, and after ascending the altar, she knelt in the center of the altar reverently and looked up at the sky.

"High Priest, begin. ”

The voice of the saint was calm, there was no loss, no sadness, and no resentment, she was willing.

The High Priest's heart trembled, his lips twitched a few times, and finally he gritted his teeth and jumped off the altar.

"Light the fire, sacrifice!"

Choked voices, tears in his eyes, duty and humanity struggled in the bottom of his heart.

The people wept and did not want to light a fire, and prayed to God.

The high priest turned around, looked at the sad scene, and slowly raised the wooden staff in his hand.

There was a crackle, the flames rushed into the sky, and the entire altar was enveloped in an instant.

The saint sat on her knees, praying sincerely, her beautiful face shining with humanity.

In the firelight, there was a cry and a scream of desolation.

The flames shrouded the saintess, a holy breath isolated the flames, her whole person was glowing, one after another divine patterns were entangled, like a rain of light swaying, and there were countless pictures flying on her hair, which was the memory and time of her life.

The high priest wept, and all the people wept, and they felt the immaculate nature of the saint, and her soul was burning for the sake of the people.

That noble quality, selfless devotion, is sad.

The raging flames could not burn her will, scorching the divine light, and it was difficult to extinguish her holy light.

At this moment, the saint was flawless, attracting the heavens and stars, and falling hundreds of millions of stars.

Whose sigh echoes under the night sky.

In the evening breeze, whose call is singing softly.

In the dark, who is watching from afar.

Under the starlight, who is looking back into the distance?

When the altar was burned, everyone cried and died, and a purple light fell from the sky, like a meteor outside the sky, like an extraterritorial divine light, with indescribable power, it tore through the sea of stars with a bang, and went straight to the great wilderness!

Bang!

With a loud bang, purple light fell, smashing right on the altar!

A terrifying shock wave annihilated the flames, and a surging concussive force swept over the saint.

The altar shattered in the blink of an eye, and purple light blasted into the ground, forming a huge sinkhole, a hundred feet deep.

All around, all the people of the Underworld Clan were shaken away, and the high priest's body retreated, and the wooden staff in his hand flew up, emitting a mysterious light, and it was suspended above the sinkhole.

The loud rumbling sound shook all directions, and it lasted for a while before it gradually recovered.

"The ...... of the Holy Maiden"

Many people screamed and ran to the sinkhole to look down.

The high priest flew in and waved his hand to retract the wooden staff, but the wooden staff, which was suspended in the air, did not obey the call, emitting a soft green light, shining below.

"High priestess, the Holy Maiden is below, save her quickly. ”

"Purple light fell from the sky, destroy the altar, this is the will of heaven, do not let the holy woman die, high priest, please spare the holy woman. ”

All the people of the people fell on their knees and prayed with all their hearts.

What should the High Priest do when he looked at the heavens, and the God's will for the Immortals to sacrifice the Holy Maiden, but the Providence prevented all this?

In contemplation, the high priest sensed a strange fluctuation coming from the bottom of the sinkhole, and couldn't help but look down.

"There are people down there. ”

The high priest was surprised, jumped directly into the sinkhole, and came to the depths of Baizhang.

A purple bow bloomed with purple-red, purple-blue, and purple-gold light, suspended in mid-air three feet above the ground.

The purple light reflected the situation at the bottom of the pit, and a man and a woman lay quietly on top of each other.

The woman was the saint, face up and back down, with a person lying on her stomach, and both of them were unconscious.

The high priest's eyes were full of surprise, just now a purple light fell from the sky, how could he have thought that it was actually wrapped around a man, is this a gift from heaven to the underworld?

If so, why did he hit the saint, could it be said that there is a destiny between him and the saint?