At this time, even Huang Quan felt a little chilly.

is already in a desperate situation, no matter the force is absolutely weak, and then the leader of the cannibal is such a far-sighted and thoughtful person, how can this break the situation?

But thinking about it from another angle, it is also natural, if the unknown power is not powerful, Shenghui will not fail.

Huang Quan took a deep breath, suppressed his faint worries, and regenerated his fighting spirit.

The divine battle between Shenghui and the unknown force is not something he can control, but at least for now, at least the fate of this small settlement around him can still struggle. If it weren't for fate, how could he wake up 10,000 years later?

Although it is not to be said that compared with the unknown power of the major star fields, even the unknown power of the surrounding rainforest is also many times stronger than Huangquan, but there is no difference in strength between the two sides in nature, and the Holy Radiance is weak and limited.

The ants are still stealing, not to mention that Huang Quan is not alone at the moment, and there is still a distance around him. Even though Huang Quan himself is not afraid of life and death, he is unwilling to let the girl suffer such a fate.

Even if he is dying and throeping, he will fight!

The altars where the ancestors were sacrificed in the settlement have been arranged, and the ceremony can begin at any time. But before you start, you have to deal with the Flesh Altar of the Ogre Tribe.

As long as the Flesh Altar is still in operation, then the unknown force will form a huge vortex around the tribal camp, and the poor Holy Light sacrificed by the ancestors of the settlement will not be worth mentioning in the face of the vastness of the unknown force, and the ritual will definitely fail.

There is not much energy left in the Life Stone, and it is necessary to protect the people in the settlement to reach the shelter safely, and not a single drop can be wasted.

Even Huang Quan himself was reluctant to absorb a little more, so even if he struggled and hesitated in his heart, the flesh and blood altar of the cannibal ghost could not be left. Huang Quan stood in front of the flesh altar with a knife, and first carefully picked up the flesh and blood on it and threw it outside the altar.

The purple and black blood qi has always lingered, and after leaving the altar, the flesh and blood no longer emit blood qi. And the flesh and blood on the altar are obviously piled up randomly, there is no pattern, it seems that the root of the power of the Holy Light in the flesh is still in the altar itself.

Huang Quan swept away the flesh and blood, ordered it to be wrapped up and taken out, and then incinerated on the spot. As it stands, incineration does not affect the existence of the Radiance, but rather causes it to break away from its flesh and seek other carriers.

During the imperial period, this phenomenon was also referred to as reincarnation. There is no scientifically plausible explanation for reincarnation, but the existence of the Divine Hui is inherently unscientific.

In this regard, a giant of the Imperial Research Institute believes that there is no phenomenon in this world that cannot be explained by science, but we have not yet developed to that point.

Putting aside these scientific and philosophical disputes, Huang Quan looked at the altar that had been cleaned of flesh and blood for a long time, but he didn't see a reason.

He pulled out two candles, which seemed to have no effect, and cut another candle without seeing any change. Finally, all the candles were swept away, and the altar was still emitting a faint smell of blood.

In the end, Huang Quan slashed the altar in two, and he could no longer see the blood.

From a cross-sectional point of view, this is a large and complete stone. However, Huang Quan is not a geologist and cannot say what is special about this stone.

After studying for a long time, Zhi Brain also fed back a bunch of material analysis data, all of which were useless, and finally Huang Quan had to admit that he did not have the talent and potential to become a scientist. In his eyes, this is a stone, and all stones in the world look the same.

The Flesh Altar was destroyed, and the storm of unknown energy surrounding the camp began to dissipate, and after a few moments, the unknown energy around the camp had become indistinguishable from the rest of the rainforest, and most of the camp was taken over by the Radiance of the Life Stone.

Under the deliberate control of the Great Elder, the Life Stone did not transform the land and environment, but only discarded the opposing unknown forces. Its holy radiance is concentrated on the altar of the ancestors.

Worshipping ancestors has a long and tedious pre-procedure, which mostly consists of prayers of unclear meaning and dances with strange postures.

In Huang Quan's view, if the Great Elder is naked, wears a grass skirt, and wears a bone chain, he is an out-and-out primitive indigenous student.

This kind of picture was supposed to be linked to a man-eater, but it was staged in the settlement. Huang Quan watched quietly, just complaining in his heart.

He carefully observed the changes in the Holy Radiance, and found that as the Great Elder's dance movements became more and more intense, and his voice became higher and higher, the Holy Radiance power in his body was gradually being stimulated, becoming stronger and stronger, and gradually merging with the Life Stone.

When an aria-like prayer ended, the Grand Elder shouted, "Sacrifice! ”

The arrows immediately carried the heads of several elite ogre warriors and placed them on the altar, splashing a basin of ogre blood.

The aura on the altar immediately changed, and a rich blood qi emerged from the seven orifices of each head, and then rose upward. The blood qi rose to about a meter or so, and began to emit wisps of black qi.

The black qi was as thin as a gossamer, slowly disappearing and annihilating in the air. The blood qi that had been dissipated from the black qi gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp of clear qi and rose straight up.

Although Huangquan is also well-informed, it is still inevitable to be surprised when he sees this.

Isn't this so-called altar of sacrifice to ancestors the flesh and blood altar of cannibals! It's just that the direction of transformation has fallen one by one, transforming the unknown power in the flesh and blood of the ogre's head into a holy glow.

Looking further, there is still a slight difference between the Ancestral Altar of the Lost People and the Flesh Altar of the Cannibal.

First of all, the transformation efficiency is different, the ancestral altar is easier to transform, and the source of sacrifices is more extensive.

After all, cannibals are everywhere, and the Lost People have one less to catch. But there are ancestral altars, and as long as there are settlements, the Holy Radiance will continue to flow and be generated.

From the perspective of unknown forces, this is quite a headache, as long as there is still a settlement to survive, then the Holy Radiance cannot be eliminated.

The Ancestral Altar also has a relative flaw, that is, it requires a certain amount of Holy Radiance to open. But this precondition is nothing compared to higher conversion efficiency, more abundant sources of sacrifices, and even more functions.

Seeing this, Huang Quan felt that the future was a little brighter. Although Shenghui is the defeated side, it is at the same level as the unknown force after all, and it also has many magical powers.

The unknown forces have the upper hand at the moment, and it is not yet known what the future holds.

As for good and evil, Huang Quan has always believed that it was written by the victors.

Most of the Holy Radiance transformed from the skulls of the elite warriors of the cannibals disappeared without a trace, and their whereabouts were unknown. With the miracle of the Holy Radiance, it may be to replenish the source of somewhere, or to lurk in a certain place, anyway, it is all strong.

The remaining bit of holy light gradually condensed into a human form, and it could be vaguely seen that it was an old man with a mighty appearance.

The Great Elder looked very excited, it seemed that the effect of this sacrifice was good. However, as if it was a figure that would dissipate at any time, Huang Quan felt that if this was considered a good effect, then how bad should the effect of the previous sacrifice be?

The Great Elder knelt down on the ground and said, "Please show the ancestors the direction of the refuge, now the lost descendants have no way to go, and only by returning to the sanctuary can the ancestor's bloodline be continued." ”

Looking at the figure composed purely of Divine Radiance, Huang Quan was very skeptical that it could understand human speech. However, all the settlers were extremely religious, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, repeating the words of the Great Elder.

The figure on the altar actually raised his hand and pointed into the distance. The Great Elder hurriedly wrote down the direction, and many hunters helped to write it down.

The Lost People have a magical sense of direction, and they won't fail to find camp after days of wandering through the rainforest that looks exactly the same.

Originally, Huang Quan thought it was purely because of the induction of Shenghui, but now it seems that it is not only that, it should be one of their instincts evolved in order to survive.

After pointing the way, the figure on the altar is still condensed. The Great Elder was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Wise Ancestor, can you give us more knowledge?" ”

The figure on the altar nodded.

The Great Elder thought for a moment, obviously weighing and comparing in his heart, and finally said, "Please give our ancestors the art of fighting against the cannibals, so that your descendants can go through the final journey safely......

The Great Elder chanted a long list of aria-like words, the content of which sounded meaningless to Huangquan, and the longer the eulogy, the more doubtful he was that the Ancestral Soul could understand such a complex and ornate word.

The spirit of the ancestors was expressionless, and stood for a moment, and when the chorus of the people of many settlements reached a peak, he suddenly woke up like a dream, and his eyes were bright.

He raised his hand to connect the dots, the first one pointing to the Great Elder, followed by the different hunters. With each finger, a little light flew from his fingertips and sank into the person's forehead.

The hunters who were pointed at were all stunned, and then they were ecstatic, and immediately closed their eyes and meditated, not saying anything or moving.

After pointing at the five hunters in a row, the Ancestral Spirit ran out of power and dissipated.

This time, the ritual of ancestor sacrifice is over.