1:450 Foolishness to Disaster (10)

"No!!!" exclaimed Evilstar. He thought he was going to see the most tragic scene: the neck of the girl he liked was about to be cut through by Cass!

But Cass's dagger slashed at a substance as hard as steel, making a glass-like screech.

Charlotte's neck was covered in an incomparably hard substance before it was slashed, making her skin as hard as steel, unable to be injured by ordinary blades.

Cass was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back. Charlotte had already taken the dagger in her hand and slashed back with a backhand, slitting Cass's throat that had just taken a step back!

"Click, ah, ah!" Cass was bleeding from his throat, and he clutched his abdomen and throat in despair to stabilize the injury, but he knew very well that it was already a fatal wound.

"That's the real throat cut. Charlotte withdrew the dagger, "The ungraceful guy actually kidnapped the lady, and he deserved to die." Cass couldn't speak, and his blood gushed from all over his body, and he fell to the ground dead in a matter of seconds.

"Charlotte, you—" Hellstar slowly walked over to check on Charlotte's injuries, holding her scarred body.

There was only a slight scratch on the girl's neck. Her steely skin just now might have been some kind of flesh-strengthening magic.

"The after-effects of [petrification]. The girl smiled wryly, "When my body senses a deadly threat, the epidermis automatically petrified and conjures into a protective film as hard as steel. "This girl, who looks as weak as a flower, has a layer of steel skin on her body that makes her invulnerable. Cass thought it was easy to bully because she was a weak woman, and he picked the wrong person to hijack.

After reassuring, the star fell to the ground with a snap. The liliang in his body burned out completely, and the heavy bleeding from the wound made him even weaker.

"Hell?!brace yourself!" Charlotte shook the fallen dragon.

The "antidote" is like a gossamer.

Charlotte hurriedly rummaged through General Cass's body, found what appeared to be an antidote, and immediately took it to Justin I and took half of it.

"You drink a little, too," the emperor whispered.

"I'm fine, my physique is resistant to poison. Charlotte came over and poured the rest of the medicine into Evilstar's mouth.

The evil star is a dragon, and that little poison will not be fatal to him, and the real fatal thing is something else.

"Charlotte, you'll be safe. The Starlight Dragon was extremely weak, and his eyes began to darken. He fainted in the next second.

8 p.m., Athens.

The "thanksgiving sacrifice" of the Glick people is indeed very complicated to say that it is complicated, but it is also very simple to say that it is very simple.

The simplicity of the festival is that the people participating in the festival do nothing but simply watch the high priest slaughter the sacrifice and offer it to the gods after a prayer.

Its complication lies in the fact that the offerings are not easy to choose.

The leopard people who originally arranged this festival must have been pragmatists. Instead of selecting the fattest and strongest animals to offer to the gods, they deliberately offered to God those animals that were identified as [defective] and could not be raised, and even some babies that were considered to be incapable of raising them, in order to pray that God would accept these weak people and let them be free from the suffering of the world and enjoy comfort in the kingdom of heaven.

They believe that God is merciful, able to accept all the suffering of the world, and will be tolerant of their sacrifices.

Of course, that's just the idea that the leopards are deceiving themselves. They just took the opportunity to dispose of the [troublesome] livestock, so as not to continue to increase the mouths for food.

When people are in a dark and desperate situation, things that seem cruel and barbaric can also be distorted into moral civilization. In order to survive, everything is tolerable and everything is just.

Bediville and Albert knew nothing about it, and they thought that the Haode sacrifice was only pigs and cattle. If they knew that it was a baby that was going to be sacrificed, they would have been furious.

In fact, High Priestess Deanna had seated Al and Bedi thirty yards from the altar, and a group of priests surrounded them so that they couldn't see the movement on the altar - her Jihua couldn't let the two alien boys disturb them.

The three Hackett brothers, on the other hand, sat on a special seat ten yards away from the altar. Argus and Baggs probably thought it was an honour and sat there with a look of majesty, while Kaos was nowhere to be seen, not even at such an important ceremony.

The festival begins. The leopards looked at the huge wooden altar in the center of the square. Although it is a makeshift altar, it is not rough at all, and hundreds of planks are neatly erected on a support made of dozens of large wooden stakes.

They formed a three-tiered platform ten feet high, flanked by a dozen torches, and topped by a five-foot-square flat table for the slaughter of sacrifices.

Even the pit on the table was meaningful: it was used to direct the blood of the sacrifice to a wooden barrel hidden under the high platform to collect the blood. In this way, the blood of the sacrifice can be quickly drained, and the altar will not be over-defiled due to the overflow of blood.

In fact, there was also a wooden barrel hidden in the high platform, which was used to store the internal organs of the sacrifice. But the high priest was only responsible for slaughtering the sacrifice at the [thanksgiving offering] and was not responsible for further disposing of the sacrifice in front of the crowd. Therefore, bloody scenes such as gutting up will never appear at the festival.

Behind the altar is a curtain supported by two large wooden stakes. The white curtain is printed with the emblems of the Glick people, a totem of a black panther galloping under the moon, [Moon Shadow Leopard Print].

Bediwell looked at the altar from afar, admiring the intricate workmanship of the altar, when the high priest Deanna had already entered from outside the square. She read the words in the language of the Leopard People, and Bediwell didn't understand it at all, but she knew that there was nothing special to care about, so she skipped it off.

The werewolf boy looked at the leopards around him who were also clasping their palms together and chanting with the high priest, as if they were praying some kind of prayer, and he also recited it casually. Although he has no interest in the religion of the leopard people at all, he also knows that it is necessary to follow the customs of the locals and pretend to be a good person.

Albert on the side watched Bedi pretend to pray, and sneered disdainfully.