The four old orcs slashed together to solve the tiger-shaped demonic beast in front of them, and then pulled out the heart-inserting steel knife in unison.

Tiger blood splattered out of the way.

All this fresh tiger blood was sprayed onto the totem pole.

The totem pole originally only had a very faint red light, but when it was stirred by the blood, it immediately turned red.

In the dark night, the red light on the totem pole and the four old orcs was even a little dazzling.

The bodies of the four tiger-type demonic beasts that were killed quickly dried up and dissipated, turning into a handful of wasteland.

Not only that, but the huge bonfire in the center of the square was suddenly dyed with a strange blue color.

The steel knife of the Flat Beast Chief was raised, and he exhaled again, shouting, "Open the death sacrifice!" ”

All the orcs echoed: "Huh! Hey! ”

A team of more than 100 orcs broke in, carrying two huge tiger corpses.

This is exactly the Tiger Ditch, the corpse of the two tiger kings.

The orc team of more than 100 people threw the two tiger kings into the dark blue bonfire in the center of the square.

The strange thing is that as soon as Youlan's bonfire rolled, the corpses of the two tiger kings disappeared.

There was no burning process at all, and the flames of the orchid seemed to be a passage to the underworld.

Youlan's flames swallowed the two huge tiger corpses into their stomachs like gluttony.

Vitruvius watched the scene with his mouth wide open, and he felt like he was about to touch something amazing.

After the death sacrifice was completed, the old orc raised his hands and shouted:

"Life and death are sacrificed, and the two worlds are connected."

"The power of the ancestors, bless me!"

The orcs echoed in unison: "Huh! Hey! ”。

With this roar in unison.

At the top of the four totem poles, there was a cooing of blood, which was extremely thick and flowed as slowly as magma.

Thick blood flowed down the lines of the totem pole.

At this time, the orcs entered the central square one after another, and both men, women, and children all showed longing for the red blood emitting red light on the four totem poles.

And Vitruvius still sat on the edge of the square and stared dumbly.

The five bodyguards behind him, one of the chief guards, muttered a few words to the troll witch doctor Vitruvius.

Although Vitruvius couldn't understand the specific meaning, he guessed that the five orcs wanted him to go down with him, singing and dancing together.

The dance of these orcs is actually very simple, although Vitruvius didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics in the orc language, but just a few words back and forth, Vitruvius had already learned it, so he smiled and nodded, stood up and sang and danced with the guards.

The old orc raised his pitch again, and the sacrificial song began to sing again.

The sacrificial dance resumes.

The lyrics remain the same, the dance steps remain the same.

There were more people, almost all the orcs joined in, even Vitruvius joined the circle.

At the same time, the circle has also changed, and the orcs have become a large circle around the central square, four around a totem pole and a small circle of old orcs.

Vitruvius also revolves around a giant totem pole, and he dances, sings, and circles with the orcs around him:

"Danger is high, dead wood."

"Grind your teeth and drink blood, cry the night moon."

"The earth collapses and the mountains are destroyed, and the road is crossed."

"The strong man goes west and does not return."

…………..

When the blood on the totem pole gradually flowed to the level of the orc's body, the orcs took off their animal skin shirts one after another, including the female orc, who showed her majestic and full chest muscles without hesitation.

Vitruvius, of course, did as the locals did as the locals did, undoing his fur shirt, revealing his troll pecs.

Under the command of the old orcs on the side of each totem pole, the wide-clothed orcs approached the totem poles in batches in song and dance.

Then Qi Qi stretched out his right hand.

Boom!

Slap at the totem pole.

At this time, the totem pole was full of Yin Hong's plasma, and after this beat, each orc's hands were stained with plasma.

Then they all withdrew their palms and slapped their exposed chests.

Syllable!

The result was very obvious, and there was a blood-red slap mark on their exposed chest.

The entire central square, except for the sound of the sacrificial song and the sacrificial dance, is all unusually crisp "Bang! Syllable! Voice.

Under the methodical command of the old orc, it was soon Vitruvius' turn.

He also followed this group of orcs to howl twice, then twist his waist twice, and then slap the totem pole with this group of orcs.

Boom!

Then withdraw your hand towards your chest.

Syllable!

Vitruvius's chest suddenly had a bright red palm print, and then this group stepped back and continued to sing the sacrificial song and dance, and the next group went up.

"Bang! Syllable! ”

.............

Everybody's done with their turns, and again.

Vitruvius took his turn three times, and he slapped three scarlet bloody slaps on his chest.

After three times, the central blue bonfire turned into a normal flame again, the plasma on the totem pole no longer came out, and the red light of the totem pole was extinguished in an instant.

The door of life and death is closed, and the ancestor sacrifice ceremony is basically over.

But this is not the real end, the chief of the flat beast, as the leader of the tribe, still has to say two words, and everyone can leave after the leader speaks.

Vitruvius had seen this kind of thing a lot, so he didn't care about it at all.

Vitruvius saw the old orc, who was so revered by the orcs, and began to murmur a lot.

Of course, Vitruvius couldn't understand it, but judging from the mental state of the other orcs who were excited and gritted their teeth and wanted to work hard, what the old orc said should be words of encouragement, words of positive energy, and words of morale.

Sure enough, the old orc finished speaking.

All the orcs shouted in unison and shouted over and over again.

It was a very simple phrase, and Vitruvius understood it perfectly, and he roared along.

The phrase is called: "For the tribe!" ”

"For the Horde!"

"For the Horde!"

........

All the orcs raised their fists and chanted over and over again, "For the Horde".

The orcs, I don't know how many times they roared, and even their voices were hoarse.

The passionate ancestor sacrifice ceremony really came to an end.

.............

Vitruvius dragged his tired body back to the hide-and-cabin with his five guards.

Next to the hut, the big she-bear had already fallen asleep, and her snoring was loud.

Hearing the snoring of the big she-bear, Vitruvius became more sleepy.

Hey, it's still you bear who sleeps soundly, and my brother has to go so late to be busy with the world, singing and dancing with these over-energetic orcs.

Now Vitruvius could not hear the snoring of the big she-bear, he couldn't sleep, and as soon as he heard the big she-bear snoring, he immediately fell asleep.

Brother has already practiced it, but these orcs ...... Hey.

Vitruvius looked at the five orc warriors with malice.

Hey, let's see you're not having a nervous breakdown.