Walking in the footsteps of the cultist into the cave, little York also observed his surroundings. If that's right, this must be the cave I saw before? There was a small oil lamp at intervals, and the dim light did not illuminate the ground beneath his feet, but made many stones better hidden. Little York didn't know that this was the first time he had stepped on a small rock on the ground, and his feet were very uncomfortable. Fortunately, the cultist in front of him kept his mouth shut and did not speak at this time, otherwise little York would not know if he had enough patience to talk to him at this moment.

After walking for about ten minutes, the cultist suddenly stopped, startled little York, who was following behind, and put his hands into fists on his chest. The cultist didn't turn around, but said directly, "Cute little sacrifice, are you ready, enjoy this crazy feast?" and ......then burst into a nervous laugh. I don't know if it was because I didn't hear Little York's reply, Hector's believer turned around and got out of the way: "Come on, cutie, this time it's your turn to go ahead." Go, don't let the gods wait!" he said, staring at little York viciously.

Little York had no choice but to step forward and walk past the cultists standing aside. Just rubbing shoulders with this person slightly, little York's whole body shivered, goosebumps suddenly appeared, and the hair on his whole body stood upside down. It was so weird that little York was stunned for a moment, and then was pushed by the Hector believer behind him. After a stumble, little York took a few steps forward, and finally regained his balance so that he did not fall directly to the ground. At this time, little York remembered that he hadn't eaten in this game for a long time, no wonder his body was so weak.

Because there were Hector believers watching from behind, when little York's speed slowed down, they would push him to go faster, and the next speed was higher than before. In fact, it didn't make a difference whether it was fast or not, after all, it didn't take two minutes to reach the destination of Hector's followers—a large void that didn't appear normally at first glance. "Do you like it? This is a big stage for a dance dedicated to the gods!" said the Hector believer behind him, "It is a beautiful place, and only here can I show my respect, Lord Hector." ”

Little York was very strange, but he still turned on the camera and filmed everything he saw. If anything, it is more like a huge gladiatorial arena, with a deep pit in the center that occupies most of the large cavity, at least five meters deep, and a protruding passage around the pit, which surrounds the entire large deep pit. Looking down the aisle, there was a relatively large platform opposite where he was now standing, and on that side, little York saw another believer in the evil god—a believer in Bapubarov, the woman. Due to the fact that there are quite a few torches around it, the cave is very bright and a little hot.

Seeing that little York was stunned at the entrance of the cave, the Hector believer behind him did not urge him before this time, but asked: "How is it, not bad, let's go, don't wait here for a long time, no matter where it is, it is very rude to let a lady wait in a hurry." ”

If it weren't for the poisonous snake around his neck, Little York promised that he would have turned around and pushed the guy behind him into the pit, and then ran away. But because of this snake that seemed to have sensed the breath of its master, and began to spit out a letter slightly in the direction of Bapubarov's followers, little York hid his thoughts in his heart. Shrugging his shoulders, Little York said to the Hector believers behind him, "I never knew that the followers of the evil gods would pay attention to such a thing. "Hehe, cutie, what do you think of the cultists? Hector smiled unconcernedly.

Walking down the aisle at the edge of the pit, little York could see everything on the small platform: the small platform protruding was not large, about a dozen square meters, but there were two gabion on top of it, and in the middle of each gabion was a statue the size of a palm. The difference was that in front of one gabion was a dagger with blood, and the other was a bloody mass of dirt. In addition to the gabion, there are three chairs that I don't know where to find them, one with armrests on the side, and the other two on the opposite side of the gabion.

When the Bapubarov believer saw that both the Little York and the Hector were coming, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the fact that the Hector had brought the Little York, but he did not speak, and went directly to the chair in front of the idol enshrined in the clay and sat down.

The Hector believer shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, and reached out and pointed to the chair with armrests and backrest: "Go, cutie, sit there." You are a rare witness to the feast. Seeing that Little York was a little rubbing, Hector shouted, "Go quickly!" and pushed Little York forward two steps.

Little York walked there and sat down, his hands on the armrests. Hector nodded in satisfaction, and with a slight wave of his hand, a hemp rope about the thickness of a finger flew from the side, tying little York to the chair. Little York tried to struggle a little, but it was completely useless. It's useless unless you run away with a chair attached. Little York thought. I'll see what you get famous.

Hector didn't sit down, walked to the edge of the platform, looked down and nodded. Little York heard the sound of stones moving, and many caves appeared on the walls of the deep pit, and out of each cave came people, men and women, old men with snow-white hair, and children with only the height of their own chests. After these people came out, there was a commotion, and they hurried to the center of the pit, and then, little York, saw that from those caves, there were a lot of poisonous insects, and it should have been these poisonous little things chasing after them.

I don't know if it's because of the control of Bapubarov's followers here, although these poisonous insects came out of the cave, but they stopped moving no longer to the people in the middle of the cave, and the mortals slowly retreated to the cave, and on the way they impatiently let out a "squeak" in protest.

Looking at the frightened crowd, the Hector believer nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone, welcome to the big stage!" Little York saw that with the words of the Hector believer, the people below were startled at first, and then hurriedly looked over here. This seemed to be the purpose of Hector's followers, and he nodded and said, "Guys, after so many days of thinking, I don't think I can kill you all. So, I want to pick one of you and let him go this time. But who to spare? That's a big question. I thought about it, and finally decided to leave this matter to you and let you discuss. As he spoke, a lot of things appeared out of thin air in the hands of the Hector believers, including short swords and short knives that little York had often seen before, small daggers, and even hoes and sickles used by farmers for their work. These things have a characteristic, they are stained with blood, and at first glance you know that they are a great murderous vessel.

Hector threw these things into the pit: "Come, guys, I will give you half an hour, and after half an hour, I will let the only one who survives leave this pit." Of course, don't try to play tricks, if more than one person has passed, I will kill the survivors at will until the last one. Alright, let's begin, put on the most gorgeous drama in front of my gods!"