Sacrifice.

It is a mysterious ritual that has existed in ancient human beings, and it is a kind of belief activity, which originates from the belief concept of harmonious coexistence of heaven and earth, which is nothing more than totem worship and ancestor worship.

In the ultimate sense of psychological thinking, it is necessary to perceive the spiritual realm of communication between man and god and sympathy between upper and lower levels, and realize the belief and desire of harmonious coexistence between man and god and heaven and earth. As a result, various worship and sacrificial activities were born, worshipping heaven and earth, sacrificing to the gods, praying for the gods and ancestors to bless the wind and rain, and praying for blessings and disasters.

And the object of sacrifice is often the gods-

Because in the ancient times of human beings, people felt mysterious and fearful of natural objects and all natural phenomena, and they felt that the wind and clouds in the sky, the sun and the moon were changing, and the mountains, rocks, trees, birds, and beasts on the earth were all dominated by gods......

In fact, there are indeed gods in this world who control the process of various rules, fields, and physical and chemical reactions, and they are the embodiment of the operating forces of the entire universe.

Anyway, that's how it is, human beings have developed the idea of animism.

The gods both sheltered the growth of human beings and posed a threat to their survival. Humans are grateful to these gods, but at the same time they are afraid of them, so they bow down on their knees and fold their hands together to worship these many gods.

This is the origin of the sacrifice.

But the sacrifice is not necessarily a routine of reporting work, publicizing achievements, and currying favor with superiors, but it can also play a further role...... Originally, the basic effect was to allow humans to communicate with the gods, and the next step was to let humans summon the gods.

The problem is that this technique is not difficult to say, and it is not easy to say.

For those who have enough mystical knowledge and extraordinary powers, as long as they are well prepared, and have a good understanding of the divinity that is about to be summoned, and all kinds of precious materials are willing to sacrifice their blood.

Then basically it can be successful, and the success rate is not 100%, but at least 80% or even more than 90%...... If this still fails, and there is no return, then there is no doubt-

It would be good to think that he had completed a bloodline examination ceremony at great expense, this person was indeed a non-chieftain of pure blood, the kind that was black and cloudy.

Ignorant mortals are in a lot of trouble, and theoretically speaking, as long as they follow the detailed steps in some ancient books, then their success rate is also high...... It's just that they need to pay a bigger price in other areas.

Marquis of Woban once summoned the god of disobedience, and although he succeeded, the head of the god of disobedience was also snatched by Tony, which is the reason for the bond between the two.

Moreover, most of the witches and witches who were summoned by the old demon king and compulsorily required to preside over the ceremony suffered heavy losses because of this. In technical terms, it is the impact brought by the arrival of the gods, bearing the price, and suffering the backlash.

It is conceivable that even professionals have borne such a heavy price for the advent of the gods, and the price that mortals need to pay is naturally even more tragic.

In many myths and legends, there are some bloody elements, such as the setting of living sacrifices, which are not groundless conjectures.

In fact, a long time ago, when the gods strode on the earth and traveled between the heavens and the earth at will, there were basically no restrictions.

In the age of mountains and seas, gods and humans coexisted, and only after the influence of the gods was constrained by myths, mortals who wanted to borrow the power of the gods needed to provide sacrifices themselves, pay the price, and tear a crack in the "myth".

And at this time, the Americans seem to be ready to pay this huge price -

After all, you must know that the Marquis of Woban, with the authority of the Demon King, forcibly summoned hundreds of powerful and high-quality psychics from various countries, and after a summoning ceremony, most of those people were almost abolished......

If the Americans purely want to use ordinary people to hold the ceremony, it will be fine if they don't succeed, but if they really succeed in summoning powerful gods, how many human lives will it take to fill this ravine?

It's just that it's the superior people who make the decisions.

What is sacrificed is some scum that is inferior to the most humble and insignificant pigs and dogs, and who cares?

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"Palitzel, come out!"

The lights suddenly turned on, and a loud sound came from outside the door.

Bang dang! The iron door was unkindly pushed open, and the fierce prison guards and a well-dressed gentleman appeared outside the cell.

“……！！”

The bald black man whose name was called woke up from the iron bed on the top bunk, rubbed his eyes in a hazy way, and then it took several seconds for him to react, and then he became angry and unhappy.

The burly swarthy man jumped out of bed with a stinky face and walked out under the awe-inspiring gazes of his fellow inmates in the same cell.

"What's the matter? This gentleman, I don't seem to know you? Walking outside, Palitzer said in a vicious voice, with a very unfriendly fierce glint in his eyes.

His temper is relatively short-tempered, and it may be a criminal career of licking blood from the knife edge and staining his hands with blood for more than ten years, so his sleep quality is not very good, and he will wake up immediately as soon as there is any trouble-

During the time he was arrested and imprisoned, it took him a long time to change a small habit.

That is, at night, as soon as there is a sound, he will wake up and reach under the pillow...... However, he did not touch the handle of the gun he was familiar with dozens of times in a row, and after wounding a dozen unlucky inmates one after another.

He finally reluctantly changed the habit.

But it doesn't mean that he will have a good attitude towards the person who disturbs his sleep, to be honest, if the other party is not a good friend in the same cell, he would probably have come directly and would have been beaten.

Of course, it is more likely to use this unlucky guy to vent some kind of desire that he has been holding back recently, it seems that this guy is also white and tender, and it must be a different taste to let himself "backstab" it......

Palitzel looked at the well-dressed gentleman in front of him with bad intentions.

The other party frowned, sensing the malice in the eyes of this who was two meters tall and whose arms were thicker than his thighs, and felt a physiological feeling of nausea and disgust.

But he didn't show this displeasure, after all, what is there to deal with a dead man, no matter what kind of malice is hidden in the dark and ugly beast body of the other party, he will forgive him with great mercy.

So, the gentleman restrained his expression and said seriously:

"Palitzel, your bail application has been denied, and given the conclusive evidence of your crime, we are going to take you to ...... now"

"Wait! That's impossible! ”

The black man's pupils constricted suddenly, the experience of a long criminal career, and the ability to stain his hands with other people's blood, rather than having someone else's hands stained with his blood.

Therefore, his crisis sensing ability is quite outstanding, and he sensed something wrong and dangerous in an instant, and subconsciously yelled and turned around to break free.

Bang dang!

Behind him came the sound of the iron door of the cell slamming shut!

The big black man's bull's-eye-sized eyes widened a little again, and he found that not only the cell door had been slammed shut, but even the group of prison guards had unconsciously come up from all sides.

Wait, they're not prison guards! It's been half a month since I came to this prison, and I'm basically familiar with the prison guards! However, the current group of prison guards are all fresh faces!

And it also exudes a rough temperament similar to that of some soldiers!

The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his stomach, and Palitzer instinctively bent down like a prawn, and his face showed an extremely painful look. However, before his mouth could open, another hard punch made him swallow the howl back.

"-Take it away!"

As soon as the gentleman waved his hand, two GIs dressed in prison guard clothes couldn't help but put up the arms of the big black man and dragged him away.

And in this corridor, such scenes are not rare, two unlucky people have just been dragged away in the distance on one side, and a person in a cell on the other side has just been called out.

The more radical scene took place in one interrogation room after another on the other side of the prison -

"Alright, Frederick, sign your name to this confession...... If you don't know how to write, you can also press a handprint. ”

The inquisitor who seemed to be made of iron and stone was obviously a temporary cameo, but that didn't stop him from convicting the gentleman across the table in a step-by-step manner, even with his own words, and the process was now in its final part.

"I ...... Absolutely not...... Signed! I'm going to sue you ......."

The prison uniform on the interrogated gentleman had been torn to the point that it looked like strips of cloth, revealing many red marks and even bloody places, and his face was also bruised and swollen, and his eyes could hardly be opened, only a slit remained.

However, he still had a backbone, opened his bloody mouth angrily, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and slurred words of refusal.

Very determined! As soon as people heard it, they knew that no matter how tortured and beaten he was, his spirit would not give in.

It's just that no one wants his spirit to give in, after all, the pace of this era is fast, and everyone is busy, how can there be so much time to waste? So as long as the physical submission is fine, nothing else matters.

Mr. Inquisitor looked at him with pity.

In the next second, the "prison guards" standing on both sides strode forward, grabbed the shoulders and arms of the guy who refused to give in, and then smashed the butt of a rifle into the latter's cheek, and spurted it again with a mouthful of blood mixed with a few teeth.

Then, a large rough hand grabbed the hand of the guy who refused to give in, and with his fingers he quickly pressed it on the clay box, and then on the paper document, leaving a bright red imprint—

It also smells of blood.

As for the stubborn guy who refuses to give in, he has simply fainted.

But it didn't matter anymore, he was roughly erected and dragged out, while Mr. Inquisitor looked at the confession signed and drawn by the party with satisfaction, and then grabbed a piece of paper next to him, and solemnly wrote on it:

The death penalty was imposed, and the execution was immediate.