Chapter Seventy-Four: Long Memories (2)
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A black dragon flew from the end of the clouds, bringing a howling wind along the way, stirring up the thick dark clouds.
The surging flames followed the dragon's tail, dyeing the sky a blinding orange.
The blazing~hot flames hung high in the air, burning hotly.
The snow and ice that had enveloped people all morning seemed to be dispelled by its flames.
"Sorry, overslept. I'm not late......"
The young wizard jumped off the black dragon's back and landed in front of Yun Ze.
He looked around in surprise and exclaimed, "Why is there no one?" Is it over? ”
"You can oversleep on something so big?"
Yun Ze's fart~ stock had just left the throne that was finally heated by him, and at this time he had to fall with the young man who fell from the sky, and his mood was naturally not very comfortable.
He asked the young man in front of him with a pale face: "Hongyuan, do you still remember who you are?" ”
"Of course I do."
Hongyuan smiled. took out a headband from his sleeve, tied up his long hair that was blown messy by the wind, moved a few steps to the side, and stood beside Yun Ze: "Aren't I just the one who came to make up the numbers?" It's not a big deal if you don't come...... Yes. ”
He laughed dryly, looked at the empty altar, and asked again, "Why is there no one?" ”
Why don't you understand in your heart that no one is there!
Yun Ze looked at the young man in front of him who was pretending to be stupid, and his teeth itched with hatred. On his face, he still has to keep smiling and act with him.
"Oops! I don't know how. None of them came, and if it weren't for the fact that one of you had arrived before the sun went down, the big event might have been postponed. ”
"I thought I overslept enough, but I didn't expect them to be more than me, and they could forget such an important thing......"
Hongyuan babbled for a while, suddenly smiled, respectfully stretched out a hand at Yun Ze, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to let me pick up a big bargain." You see, the sun is about to go down, so let's start quickly. Otherwise, the one above will be in a hurry and it will be bad. ”
"Huh? Begin? ”
Yun Ze was confused for a moment before he realized what he was referring to. Hurriedly got up from the throne again, stood beside Hongyuan, turned to face the crowd and raised a hand.
The whispers in the crowd below were quiet from the moment Hong Yuan appeared, and at this time, seeing Yun Ze's movements, the look of complaint and uneasiness on his face was awe-inspiring. The occasional eye contact conveys the confusion that only oneself understands the message, or simply knows nothing.
Seeing Yun Ze's gaze, many people put down the little calculation in their hearts and hurriedly moved out the sacrifices that had been prepared.
In any case, the Chosen Sacrifice is the most important thing for the Wu Clan. At this time, since there are candidates, time has not passed, and it is impossible to say how the sacrifice is not held as usual.
Yun Ze and Hong Yuan stood on both sides of the throne on both sides, looking at each other without any barrier, and when their eyes staggered, there was an undercurrent.
Beside them is the throne of the witch god, which symbolizes supreme power.
Hongyuan smiled politely at him, lowered his head and straightened up his messy clothes.
The black dragon hung over the two of them. A huge head poked out of the dark clouds, and the red eyes looked at Yun Ze, who was finely skinned and tender~ meaty, like a hungry beast that saw a delicious taste, and was thinking about where to start.
Yun Ze was furious when he was looked at by the black dragon, and the anger in his heart burned more and more enthusiastically. He secretly cursed his subordinates for not doing things well, and he actually left a fish that slipped through the net, so he just wanted to roll up his sleeves and go down in person, so as to understand the young man in front of him.
Of course, he can only think about it this way. Not to mention what the consequences would be if he did it to his heir in front of everyone, Hongyuan himself alone was enough for him to be afraid of.
Although this person is not very old now, he is already recognized as one of the top powerhouses among many wizards. Over the years, with his brother who was out on the battlefield, he was running around, and now the big names in the demons and monsters on all sides were afraid of him, and the demon king of a certain mountain simply followed him directly to serve. The gap with a wizard like him who has been raised from childhood to adulthood is almost impossible to describe in words.
So much so that many people had to turn sideways to give way when they saw him. Even Yun Ze, the witch king, would take the lead in looking away when he met him on the road in private, not daring to look at him for too long.
The requirements for the candidates are not strict, at least the requirements of the witch god above are not high, as long as it is the so-called "bloodline left by the witch god in the world". The candidates are selected by the major families themselves.
The only one is age - the people of the witch clan have a long lifespan, but the "witch god" has a soft spot for young people.
With the exception of the Witch King himself, wizards over the age of forty are no longer qualified to communicate directly with the Witch Gods and cannot get guidance from the gods (which can be said to be graduation now). Alone in seeking a higher realm from obscure and esoteric spells.
Yun Ze has been in a high position for many years, and he is a standard "talent" who has been educated almost completely in accordance with the rules of the family, which is naturally completely different from Hongyuan's wild path.
After many years, many things have already changed their taste, and the major families are fighting openly and secretly inside and outside, and killing people is already the norm, especially the year when Yun Ze was elected, and even one family was directly destroyed Only a few babies who were born were left.
When he was seven or eight years old. The clan once made a big drama because of the election of candidates. The elite was almost exhausted within a few years, so that when it came to the Chosen Sacrifice, there was no young man who could see it, and he could only bring out a child like him who was less than ten years old.
As a result, he was inexplicably favored by the gods in the sky, and he walked to the supreme throne in ignorance.
In the hundreds of years that followed, the Elective Festival was held several times. But the "unexpected" situation that occurs every time has caused him and his family to remain in power until now.
Originally, this sacrifice should have passed in such a "safe and sound" way. Unexpectedly, a few months ago, such a dark horse as Hongyuan was suddenly killed halfway, and a few good ones did not distinguish between you and me, and the big family with intertwined relationships was relieved - the family that died at the beginning and only left the baby was not extinct, and after so many years, it could still send back such a scourge.
This young man always had a murderous aura in him. Although he looks lazy and lazy on weekdays, and he is not in shape all day long, no one dares to underestimate him, and even several candidates invariably regard him as the number one rival, and he has used a lot of means openly and secretly.
This person has lived peacefully for a long time, and he has to jump out from time to time to disgust others, which is simply annoying.
Yun Ze himself sat in that seat, although he looked at him very unpleasantly, he was very happy to watch this group of young people fighting each other and consume internally.
You just toss, anyway, in the end, you will die at my hands.
At that time, Yun Ze even made a bet with the people around him with great interest, how many people could be killed and injured in this Heavenly Chosen Sacrifice, and who would be able to walk on the altar alive in the end.
As a result, half a month before the Election Sacrifice, which was supposed to be the most fiercely contested, these young people who fought to the death didn't know what crazy they had, and they unanimously stopped fighting. One by one, they honestly stayed at home to repair, eat and play, and prepared to wait for the day of the Chosen One.
This change made Yun Ze and the forces behind him feel a certain threat. They had tried the tone of these young people, and the answer they received was uniform: "I just want to put the decision back in God's hands."
The puppet who was supposed to fight according to the script actually began to rebel against his master, and even had the posture of replacing him, which made Yun Ze feel more and more uneasy.
More than anyone else, he fears that the power in his hands will be taken away by others.
There is no need for the elders in the family to care. Without Yun Ze, they can elect another spokesperson to push to the forefront, and the interests of those of them who are always behind the scenes will not be harmed.
But Yun Ze is different, although he has been messing around all these years, he knows very well how much he has to do. If you don't have the power in your hands, it is equivalent to an outcast, and you will definitely fall behind in the sinister infighting of the family. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, it will definitely be a good life in the past.
The fear of losing everything forced him to take risks.
On the eve of the Election, he privately mobilized the dead soldiers raised for him at home and tried to kill all the candidates.
Among them even includes his own nephew, who was elected by his family to take his place in the event of an unexpected situation, so that the power would not be sidelined.
He had done these things many times in the previous centuries. The only difference is that in the past, many people (including him) came up with an elaborate assassination plan, but this time, he was the only one who decided to do it on the spur of the day.
Never mind. Anyway, everyone is dead~ When I am the only one left, they don't have the courage to settle accounts with me.
After all, the person who sits on the throne is theoretically the most honorable person in the Wu Clan!
He slept well with such and such a satisfied mood. Even before going to bed, I thought about how to pamper the little princess of the merman clan who secretly supported the hostile family and was sent as a gift after the troublesome matter of the Chosen One passed.
That little girl is so beautiful! It's a pity that he has a fish tail and can only soak in water every day. It can't be used, and it's cold to hold.
I heard that singing used to be a must, but now my tongue is gone, so I can only watch it as a beautiful thing. However, just by looking at it, you can see that there are many tricks, and if you make the best use of it, you can always enjoy it for a while.
Early the next morning, the heavy snow outside the window really startled him.
Yesterday the sun was shining. Why did the night pass, and the snow was falling heavily, and the sky was freezing.
For this reason, he also deliberately put on two more underwear. And on the way to the altar, I always wondered what was going on with this snow.
It wasn't until he sat on the throne and was stimulated by the cold and biting stone throne that he suddenly blessed his soul and figured out the reason.
It was probably the heavy snow last night when a candidate wanted to fight to the death and exchange his life for his own life.
Why bother?
He said in his heart: After all, they are all going to die, how painful it is to engage in these things! It's my words, but I can't bear it.
Hundreds of dead soldiers were sent out, and only a few dozen came back, all of them with colors. He didn't feel sorry for it, but secretly blamed them for being too damaged and doing things badly.
The time in the morning was so tight that he even forgot to ask the result of the assassination of the leader of the dead men who had broken his leg, and he hurried to feel the altar and the confused crowd staring at each other.
There's no way anyone will survive. Under such a siege, unless the "Witch God" came into the world, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to survive.
After all, that's the proudest warrior I've cultivated with all the best resources for so many years!
At this time, he looked at Hongyuan, who was nodding at him with a smile in front of him. I just think that the group of "my proudest warriors" is simply not even the dirtiest beggars on the side of the road.
He secretly made up his mind to go back, and then he sent away all the wounded who were missing arms and legs...... Leave the secret on the premise.
I can't even clean up such a little cub, and I have raised you for so many years, and that's how you repay me?
But luckily, I knew you guys weren't reliable, so I had a backhand.
Even by this time, the threat to his position was close at hand, standing side by side with him, he still felt unfazed.
Yun Ze peeked at a strange-shaped lamp hanging on the tall throne, and his hanging heart fell back to his chest, regaining his confidence again.
The so-called "natural selection", the process is actually very simple,
The tribesmen offered enough sacrifices to invite the will of the "witch god" to descend on the birds that had been prepared for a long time. Several candidates put things that can represent their identities side by side on the throne, and the bird lands on something, and the owner of that thing is the next witch king.
This is the normal way to choose.
There are normal selections, and naturally there are special circumstances.
The so-called special case refers to the sacred relics that are always hung on the throne - mountain and river lamps.
It is said that this thing was used by the witch god when he was still in the world.
When he left, he left it to his children and grandchildren as a memento. It can neither illuminate nor have any other magical powers, and its main role can only be a mascot, hanging on the throne of the witch god all year round for people to visit and worship.
It is said that when a young man appears that makes him blue-eyed, this thing will brighten up.
This is the idea in Yun Ze's heart.
There was no need to be so troublesome about this, and in previous years, most of them were making a fuss about birds.
The witch god is warlike, and the bird he uses when he comes to earth must be the bravest - the one who wins the battle among the selected birds of prey.
Since there is a selection, it must be a group of domesticated animals, and it is okay to get together and make a show.
After all, after the Chosen Sacrifice, the bird still has to accompany the new Witch King to patrol around. If the temperament is too fierce and hurts the noble body of the old man of the witch king, it will not be good.
This year, however......
Thinking of this, Yun Ze couldn't help but glared at Hongyuan in front of him viciously.
This kid didn't know where to find the eagle that had been white, and it was very ferocious. Everyone keeps docile birds to fool around, but he really made a good fighter and killed his opponents.
I had to find a way to secretly toss that lamp, this little cub is really hateful! When the matter is over, if you don't clean up properly, he's sorry for me sitting in this seat for so many years!
Yun Ze secretly gritted his teeth and gurgled, but he couldn't help but shrink his neck every time he looked up and saw the black dragon lazily spitting fireballs in the sky. still only dares to curse a few words in his heart, and even glaring at the person in front of him has to take advantage of the other party's inattention.
The dark clouds in the sky gathered again with the passage of time, and the flames brought by the black dragon also quickly dissipated, and the cold once again enveloped the earth.
The busy people under the dark clouds placed many living creatures under the altar, and they didn't feel too cold when they ran, much stronger than when they stood stupidly before.
As Yun Ze raised his arms again, a row of shirtless men standing under the altar also raised the knife in his hand, aimed it at the neck of the animal in front of him, and swung it down.
(To be continued.) )