The night was getting thicker, the stars were shining, and the soft moonlight was already spreading, illuminating the town of Baal and the surrounding hills, as well as the great festival that was taking place on the hills. At least sixty torches have been lit in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, and the scope of the festival is clearly listed around the slope of the hill, but it is also close to the top of the hill, and a barely flat area has been artificially organized.

Eight bonfires were already burning, and the huge amount of firewood piled up also made the flames rise close to a meter, swaying the golden dance, and illuminating the surrounding scene. The drowning believers in black robes and black hoods around them seemed to be waiting for time, gathering together in twos and threes, and also scattered and whispered something, as if they knew each other well. But none of these people dared to raise their voices, nor did they dare to speak loudly, as if they were in awe of something.

It was a serious ritual, and many of the drowning believers were true loyalists, and since the drowning cult was secretly preaching in the town of Baal four or five years ago, the doctrine of secrecy and eternal life has attracted the vast majority of its inhabitants. According to the High Priest, tonight will be the time when the prophecy of the drowning God will appear, and any believer who can come here will receive the gift of God.

The people below were all whispering, their voices were extremely weak, they were all wearing black robes and hoods, and they were confined to a few familiar people talking to each other, and they didn't even notice that there were more than two dozen people dressed like them in the hundreds of people. But even if someone found out, they didn't care, because from time to time there were people on the road who came in groups, casually put on the clothes of believers, and walked in, like new pilgrims.

Levi also stood among the drowning believers with his head slightly bowed, and the Ottoman sailors gathered with him beside him. The wide black hood had obscured most of their faces, especially as the flickering of the firelight made their faces even more invisible. But Levi's eyes swept over the drowning believers who were almost close in front of him, and he turned his head slightly and whispered to the first officer next to him, "Is this a mysterious-themed bonfire?" ”

"But we have to be careful." First Officer Green was also dressed like Levi, but his face hidden under the hood was dignified. They were surrounded by Ottoman sailors and behind them, but they weren't as easy as Levi. The hand under the black robe was tightly gripping the scimitar, and the first mate Green looked at the drowning believers in front of him who were still talking in a low voice, and at the same time reminded Levi: "The Ketuf River thieves are also mixed in, they are not these ordinary civilians. ”

"Oh, of course." Levi also smiled lightly, compared to the solemnity of the group of sailors beside him, he was much more relaxed. Looking up and coughing softly, Levi had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were cold. The reason why they were able to sneak in was also because they pretended to be those water thieves of the Ketufu River, and took advantage of the unfamiliar strangeness between the two sides to find a breakthrough, but in the period of time they were mixed in, the number of these drowned believers present had reached a terrifying more than two hundred, and they had even stood in a large area of this hill.

There were at least seventy of the thieves in the Ketuf, and they were in the corner by themselves, like Livy, and they gathered together to talk to each other, but there were occasional chuckles, although they were quickly concealed, but they also caused the real drowning believers here to turn their heads and look at them, and it was obvious that these pious believers who had been proselytized were also very dissatisfied with their presumptuous appearance.

"Be quiet, the most loyal High Priest of our God is coming, bringing us the will of our God!"

However, the conversation of the group of drowning believers below was also interrupted, and on the wooden platform built near the bonfire next to him, a burly figure dressed in a black robe and black hood stepped forward, the face under the hood was also unreal, only a loud voice appeared with his look, and loudly reprimanded: "At such a sacred ceremony, you should be full of respect for my god, otherwise when the holy day comes, the endless sea will suffocate and drown, and you will sink miserably to the bottom of the water and be swallowed by fish and shrimp!" ”

"Whoa..." But with the words of this burly figure, among the already unscrupulous Ketuf River thieves, there were many laughter that could not contain their emotions. Although they all wore black robes and black hoods, they were used to being unruly, but they were not so good at expressing their inner feelings. Some of them even exchanged a few words with each other, but it drew even more laughter, as if the guy on the stage was like the funniest comedian, making them forget what the occasion was.

"You blasphemous creatures!" The burly body on the stage seemed to tremble with anger, and the hand in the black robe was already stretched out, and at the same time he was carrying a short-handled axe in his hand, the sharp blade of which was aimed in the direction of the Ketuf River thieves, and he jumped off the wooden platform and walked towards them with a roar. At the same time, among the group of drowning believers below, there were also many people who took out short axes or pickaxes under the black robes and followed behind the burly body, also looking angry.

"Hah, do you want to do it?"

Looking at the more than thirty guys armed with short axes in front of them, the group of Ketufu river thieves did not have the slightest fear. All of them reached out and lifted the black hood they were wearing, and one by one they drew their scimitars from the black robes, and looked at the many drowning believers in front of them who were scattered in astonishment in all directions, and laughed fearlessly, "A group of guys from the mines and lumberyards have raised their tools towards us!" ”

They were all thieves who had come out of the Ketuf River, so murderous that anyone would tremble at the sight of their names. And this group of miners and lumberjacks in the town of Baal, who had never even killed anyone, dared to demonstrate against them with those tools, it was like a fat lamb showing its young horns to a pack of hungry wolves, and in addition to feeling funny, it was a burst of naked killing intent.

This group of Ketuf River thieves don't care about the believers of the so-called drowning god, the main reason why they came here is from the arrangement of the Marsh Baron, if it weren't for the more murderous and terrifying boss, they would even want to directly draw their scimitars and wash the blood of these guys, and then plunder and loot and return to the Ketuf River, and become their free and enjoyable river king!

"Infighting? It's a rabble. ”

Levi looked at the group of people in front of him, and there was a hint of mockery on his face hidden under the hood. There is definitely something important going on at tonight's festival, but the hostility between these two waves of people is simply the greatest irony of the conspirators behind it. Slowly stretching out his hand, Levi led the Ottoman sailors behind him to retreat towards the edge, he didn't want his people to be drawn into a ridiculous battle for no reason.

And the group of drowning believers around them also retreated backwards, although they were all young or sturdy men, most of them were residents of Baal Town, and they didn't have much friendship with those who obviously worked in the mines or lumberyards, not to mention the murderous Ketuf river thieves with their black hoods pulled behind their heads, and their faces obviously full of flesh? They also chose to retreat, and none of them stepped forward to try to stop them.

"Ah, do you seem to have any different opinions?"

But on that high platform, there was a sudden hoarse voice, which, though it sounded like an old man speaking tiredly, resounded like a roar in the ears of the people. Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked towards the wooden platform more than half a meter high, and at this time, a rickety figure who was also wearing a black robe and a black hood on his head appeared there, and said with a low smile like a night owl: "Under the gaze of my god, why don't you unite?" ”

As he spoke, a thin skeletal hand slowly stretched out, and with the muffled laughter in the hood, a fireball of flames slowly rose from a bonfire next to the wooden platform. Some mysterious power seemed to condense the flames together, slowly tumbling but also burning strangely, and the rickety old man gently reached out to catch the burning fireball, and said in a loud voice: "When the time comes, pull our holy maiden up and light the passage to the will of my god!" ”

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