The next day, after all the supplies were in order, the time of departure was also on the agenda. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

First, it is not advisable to stay here for too long, so as not to encounter the pursuers from the Scarab Empire in advance;

Second, it is the information sent by the scouts, the army of the Giant Clan has only three days left to travel here, and if you don't hurry, you will be dumplings by the other party.

In the end, the elders unanimously decided to set off early the next morning.

Before setting out, all you have to do is to perform a spiritualist ritual on the warriors who died in battle.

This is a necessary ritual performed by the Terran tribe after being promoted to the Great Tribe, after each battle. Now that an alliance has been formed, the tribes of all sizes have coalesced into a single whole, and they are also divided into large tribes.

War: Battle of Tiexiong Pass

War side: Kigal Zerg Kingdom, Scarab Empire, Star Compass Human Alliance

Number of warring armies: more than 200,000 Zerg troops, 15,000 Terrans (only the number of participants is counted)

Duration of engagement: seven hours

Winner: Star Compass Terran Alliance

Results: More than 100,000 beheaded

Own losses: 1,088 killed, 2,766 wounded.

Every warrior is the backbone of each tribe, and it will take at least ten years to train a good warrior.

Such a huge loss is already a strain for the alliance, and without the addition of fresh blood, it will take at least forty or fifty years to recover from the injury.

In the past few days, the bones of all the fallen warriors have been decorated, and tonight, a spirit ceremony will be held for them.

The concept of life and death of the human race in this world is still in a relatively primitive stage. Man is made up of body and soul. The body acts because of the attachment of the soul, and the soul exists because it possesses the body. Death is the complete separation of the two, the body loses its soul and gradually decays, and the soul separates from the body and gradually dissipates.

But in life, there are births, old age, sickness and death, and they cannot be forced. But there are always some people who can't die, so for this kind of people, it is necessary to conjure spirits.

The so-called process of conjuring spirits is to recall the souls of those who have died due to various accidents, enshrine them on the spirit tablet, accept the incense sacrifices of future generations, and complete the last journey of life with only souls.

Almost all of these sacrificed souls were soldiers on the battlefield before their deaths, and people guided these souls who died in battle to go home in the way of conjuring spirits, and enshrined them on the spirit tablets in the tribe's Heroic Soul Temple, and received incense sacrifices.

Some powerful spirits sustain their existence through sacrifices, and survive in a way that is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and protect the tribe, so they are the guardians of the tribe and are named "heroic souls".

But those who can become heroic souls must be powerful warriors in life, or they are the objects of fanatical belief.

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Soon, the golden wuxi sank, the twilight faded, and in the blink of an eye, the night had fallen, covering the earth, showing the world a bright psychedelic starry sky and the rainbow July hanging high.

In Tiexiong Pass, a raging fire ignited.

Bunches of bonfires lined up neatly on both sides of the street, illuminated by the firelight, and the solemn faces of the people who also stood there.

Da! Da! Da!

A desolate sound of bull's horns sounded, and a group of people, dressed in white robes and white masks, danced with their hands, singing the praises of the ancient ballad:

"The soul returns, there is no hesitation, go to the king's constant work, what is the Quartet? Return! Return! Everywhere you go......"

They are spiritualists, singing requiems and waving spirit flags, guiding the warrior's souls in the direction of their home.

Behind them were countless people, each holding a spirit tablet with the names of the war dead engraved on it, and the jar containing their ashes in their hands.

This is one of the rituals of conjuring spirits, and it is usually held by the closest people of the war dead during their lifetime, and with the familiar aura on their bodies, they attract those dazed souls who are wandering between heaven and earth.

Lei Chuan watched this scene silently, and suddenly there was a dense amount of data in his pupils.

Under his vision, streams of strange energy flowed into the tokens, and with the conjuring song, the tokens burst into bright red pillars of light one after another, straight into the sky.

The high and low are uneven, the high can reach thirty or forty meters, and the low one is only five or six meters.

These must be the souls of people!

As soon as they saw the token in their hands burst into a pillar of light, the relatives of the dead in the war all cried with joy, crying and laughing to show their excited hearts.

There are more than a hundred tokens that have been successfully conjured, accounting for only one-tenth of the total, but they are already a remarkable number in the big tribe.

Among them, there are five pillars of light that are only more than 30 meters, and these are the existences that are qualified to grow into "heroic souls"!

At the end of the ceremony, under the leadership of the conjurator, everyone who succeeded or failed to conjure the soul had to place tokens and ashes in the Alliance's Soul Temple.

This is the first time Lei Chuan has seen the Heroic Soul Temple.

The so-called Heroic Soul Temple is just a huge stone tablet, the color of white bones, densely engraved with countless names, and there are dozens of names at the top that are bright red.

The conjuring person first stepped forward to bow down to the stele, knelt three times and bowed nine times, still singing a ballad in his mouth, and then took out a jar of ashes and smashed it directly on the stele.

This made Lei Chuan's heart tremble, and he almost wanted to step forward and grab those spirit conjuringists and let them help.

Then, something magical happened.

As if the ashes had come to life, they flowed to the stele and clinged to its shell, making the stele pale in color. The name on the spirit tablet was brightly colored, and it appeared on the stone tablet in an incredible way, and then the spirit tablet clicked and turned into shards all over the ground.

Until now, the ritual of conjuring spirits can be regarded as truly completed. Next, the families of the war dead came forward to pay their respects, and immediately put out the incense that had been prepared for worship.

"I didn't expect that this is the conjuring!"

Lei Chuan was full of emotion, under the premise that there was no concept of underworld, reincarnation, ascension to heaven and Buddhahood, the human race treated the dead like this, which was also an eye-opener for him.

Looking at the energy fluctuations revealed on the stone tablet, Lei Chuan knew that the spiritualist ritual was not a simple funeral ritual, but could really recall the souls of the deceased, allowing them to continue to exist in the world in an incomprehensible way, guarding the tribe.

It is said that in the large tribes of more than 50,000 people, their soul shrines have been able to enshrine condensed heroic soul warriors and turn into guardians to defend against foreign enemies, and the alliance still has a long way to go before it can reach that level.

In addition to the war dead, the soul conjuring also tried to summon the martyrs who died in Tiexiong Pass three thousand years ago, but sure enough, it didn't have any effect, such a long time has passed, how can there be a soul that can survive in the heaven and earth, disappointed, the soul conjuring also sprinkled the ashes of the martyrs on the stone tablet, which can be regarded as a respect for them!

After the ceremony, the crowd dispersed, and tomorrow morning, the migration will begin.