Inside a large stretch of unruly camp.

Tens of thousands of natives are busy preparing the final part of the ritual, including blood sacrifices, burning spices, special essential oils, and skinned war drums, among other supplies that the natives have collected during their raiding of humans, and they are now spreading spices around the altar. Stephen didn't know much about the god ceremony, but he was sure that the disciples of the Blood Serpent God didn't know much either, and there had never been a real god on the planet Motela, and the records of the god ceremony were all ancient books from thousands of years ago, which described some rumored pictures in simple sentences.

To sum it up, the most important part of the god ceremony is to exalt the kingdom of God!

The kingdom of the gods is a special half-plane in which the souls of believers in the kingdom of God are transformed into supplicants, whether good or evil. The kingdom of God does not exist independently in the world, but is more dependent on other worlds, the planet Motella does not have much choice, and the three moons in the sky must not be attached to, so the kingdom of the Blood Serpent God can only be attached to the realm of Motela or Nightmare.

Chronologically.

The Blood Snake God has probably been resurrected for more than three hundred years, and in these three hundred years, he should not be able to build a particularly complete kingdom of God, so his kingdom should not be large, and the scale of the corresponding god-sealing ceremony can also be appropriately reduced.

That's why He relied solely on the beliefs of the indigenous people to become gods.

Soon.

The day passed.

As night fell, the aboriginal camp lit up with torches, thousands of torches lit up all around, and then the faint sound of war drums came from the deepest part.

Tens of thousands of indigenous people dance the ancient sacrificial dance to the beat of drums.

Shouting and shouting around the campfire, chanting in the unfamiliar indigenous language, the shamans of the Voodoo sect sacrificed the first sacrifices, mainly various fierce beasts, while a wolf, leopard, and bear blood smeared on three strange totem poles, led by an old witch.

Then!

The shamans of the Voodoo cult commanded the Blood Boilers to smash these totem poles with heavy hammers.

The wind is howling!

The surrounding bonfires dimmed, and then the screams of the beasts that were dying echoed across the wilderness of the Plains of Ten Thousand Horses. These totem poles came from the defeated indigenous clans, and they were the beast spirits they had sacrificed for hundreds of years, and as the totem poles were destroyed, a blood-red mist suddenly appeared on the altar, and then the phantom of the blood snake god appeared, swallowing those beast spirits in one gulp.

If he wants to unify the beliefs of the indigenous peoples, then the primitive shamanic sects must be eliminated.

The whole sacrificial ritual became more and more crazy.

Many of the natives were red with excitement, their veins exposed, and they all seemed to have taken stimulants under the effect of strange spices, and their blood gradually boiled, and their minds became more and more frenzied.

Evil gods never perform god-canonization ceremonies during the day.

Now that the Blood Serpent God's canonization ceremony has completed the first step, the current time is around ten o'clock in the evening, and if this progress continues, he will hold the god throne high after midnight.

Tens of kilometers away.

Standing on a hillside looking at the firelight in the distance, Stephen frowned and thought for a moment, then commanded to his side, "Let the others prepare." ”

"They should have a final ceremony at midnight. ”

The entire Wanma Plain is shrouded in an evil force, and Stephen is not very clear about the priesthood of the Blood Snake God, but it should be roughly related to blood, natives, and war, this beast god is far less cunning than the human god, and his characteristics are basically manifested in his own behavior.

The frenzied shouts in the distance gradually became unified.

Stephen didn't understand much about the Aboriginal language, because it was quite obscure and different for each clan, but now he heard a unified voice.

- "Lord of Blood!"

The natives are shouting 'Lord of Blood'!

The sound of war drums suddenly became inflamed, and tens of thousands of natives began to bow down towards the center of the altar, and groups of captives were taken up and killed one by one, allowing blood to flow around the altar.

The rich smell of blood permeated.

Even Stephen could smell it here, and the smell of blood made people's hearts involuntarily begin to speed up, and the whole person gradually became excited, as if there was a desire to vent.

Minutes and seconds passed.

As midnight came, the natives became more and more frenzied, and they even had a group of their own people sacrificed to fight, and in the blink of an eye blood was all over the altar, and the shamans of the Voodoo sect began to anoint themselves with blood, and then gathered together to chant the sacrifices of the gods.

But at this time.

A commotion erupted in the center of the altar, followed by a dozen or so voodoo shamans suddenly striking at the others around them, the smell of spices coming from the campfire became stronger, and then the natives suddenly began to fight each other in a frenzy.

Thundered!

A violent explosion rang out.

An entire corner of the altar was blown away by an explosion, and the Blood Serpent God's god-sealing ceremony was forcibly interrupted, and tens of millions of natives showed a look of horror on their faces.

"Someone has done it before we do!" said Akasha, the Insight.

The Night Witch next to her nodded, "It should be someone from the Voodoo School." They finally couldn't help it. ”

Stephen opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but suddenly his face changed, and his figure rose directly into the air, and said in a condensed voice: "The breath of the ancient evil thing!"

"The minions of the Death Omen Star are here!"

Don't know when.

A blood moon appears in the sky.

The blood-red moonlight fell on the ground, reflecting everything mysteriously and gloomily, and a long angry howl of the Blood Serpent God could be heard in the distance, and then a Quetzalcoatl God with blood-red scales rose into the air and circled above the natives' camp.

Screams echoed.

A figure could be seen rising into the air, colliding violently with the Blood Serpent God in the sky.

The entire camp of the natives was shrouded in blood-red mist, and all the natives among them were bleeding to death, and a large amount of blood pooled towards the center of the altar, some of which was rushing to the Blood Serpent God, and the other to the humanoid creature. Stephen couldn't see it because it was too far away, but he was sure it was a humanoid creature.

"Lord Stephen!"

"Look over there!, the Corrupted Flying Serpent ......," exclaimed a wizard from the astrological platform.

Under the shadow of a blood moon.

I don't know when a group of corrupt flying snakes suddenly flew from the sky, and a large number of monsters were approaching in the darkness, and they surrounded this place from all directions, like a black wave.

"It's the Blood Fiend!" Stephen said with a serious expression, "When did he arrive in Mortera?"

Battle of the Crescent Moon.

Stephen's men had fought a strange humanoid ancient creature with terrifying powers over blood that were almost completely impossible to kill, and even the demigods had nothing to do with him. This monster must have stayed on the Quarter Moon, but now I don't know when it has arrived in Motera.

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(PS: After writing this plot, I will make up for the alliance leader's addition.) ）