Chapter Seventy-Five: Long Memories (3)
The process of sacrifice is not very complicated, but it takes a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The warriors slaughtered the best of the living, advancing layer by layer up the steps, leaving behind a patch of blood at each step.
The hot blood fell in the white snow, and the slightest heat bubbled up, melting the snow around it. Under the blowing of the cold wind, it re-condensed into pink thin ice.
The black dragon hanging in the air greedily looked at the living sacrifice below and secretly swallowed his saliva.
"Be honest."
The man crouched on the black dragon's back. He was covered in a wide cloak similar to the color of dragon scales, and was obscured by heavy rain clouds, and the people on the ground could hardly have noticed his presence unless they had a heart.
"Is it really okay for you guys to do this?"
The black dragon asked the man on his back, "How can you say that he is also your nominal leader, and you are really going to kill him under the noses of so many people?" β
"Not in a minute."
The man looked at the bloody snowfield below, and set up his longbow to aim at Yun Ze's head, waiting for the moment when the time to strike came.
Offerings were piled up on the towering steps. At the bottom are the birds; A little further up are domestic cattle and sheep; Beyond that, there are ferocious beasts; At the top, there are slaves kneeling in shackles.
"That little girl is very good-looking, what a pity."
The man glanced at a girl with tears on her face in the slave group, and sighed: "Yun Ze is probably going to die of distress when he sees it." β
"Can you think about serious things once in a while?"
The black dragon's body sank downward, and sure enough, when he saw Yun Ze's regretful expression, a wave of helplessness suddenly rose in his heart.
It really made him talk...... Are all the people of the Wu clan so unserious?
"I'm just talking."
The man sighed: "No matter how sorry it is, there is no way, who told them to offend Yun Ze, and the battle was lost again." β
The naked~ topless warrior once again raised the butcher's knife, waiting for the command to do it.
A loud cry erupted from among the slaves. The yellow-skinned, ragged slave finally mustered the courage to resist when faced with the close blade of the knife, and tried to escape without any organization.
However, a heavy chain connects them, and the actions of one person can involve a group of people around them, and the final result can only be that everyone falls together.
Yun Ze's shoulders trembled, as if he wanted to laugh, but he noticed that the young man opposite looked at him and his face tightened again.
"What's the matter with you guys?"
He angrily asked the people around him, "I can't do this little thing well, haven't you dealt with it beforehand?" How can they still have the strength to resist? β
When the warrior standing beside him heard this, his face turned pale with astonishment and he was sweating profusely.
He reached out and pressed a thin teenager beside him, put the blade on the young man's fragile neck, and rubbed it twice menacingly.
Instead of being afraid, the young man turned around and bit him on the hand.
"Ahh
The warrior cried out in pain, and as soon as his hand loosened, he threw his heavy knife to the ground.
The blade stained with blood fell on the snow, quickly staining it red.
"Humph!"
The young man's bright eyes looked straight at Yun Ze, spat at his feet, and opened his mouth to scold: "You group of people, one day you will ......"
Before he could utter the vicious curse that followed, Hongyuan reached out his finger and tapped it on his forehead.
The boy immediately collapsed limply on the altar, and fell to the ground with all the people around him.
"The Chosen Sacrifice, how can you let this group of slaves mess around!"
Hongyuan arched his hand at Yun Ze, and said righteously: "I shouldn't have done this in the first place. It's just that this kid was too much just now, and I really can't stand it, so I'm doing it for you. You won't be angry. β
"How so? And I want to thank you. β
Yun Ze smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry for you." β
Hongyuan nodded and smiled politely, turned his face to look at the noisy slaves, and stopped talking to him.
A little cub with no one in his eyes!
Yun Ze was once again angered by his attitude, and secretly vowed to clean up this group of unfavorable people when the matter passed.
Hongyuan stood on a high place, his eyes lowered, and his gaze swept over the slaves one by one. When he saw the biting boy, he paused slightly, then quickly moved away, and turned to look at a delicate girl in the crowd.
The boy collapsed to the ground weakly, and was kicked around like a ball by several strong men around him. Although he was powerless to resist, his eyes were always sharp. Like a wounded little beast, although weak, it does not lose the nature of a beast, and with its last breath it will tear off a piece of flesh from the enemy.
He looked over the altar through the shadowy crowd, and happened to meet the gaze of Hongyuan looking at him.
The boy nodded slightly.
The beautiful girl not far away cried in a low voice. The tattered clothes on her body could barely cover her body, revealing a large ~ piece of crystal skin, frozen blue in the cold wind and ice, but it showed her Chu Chu and moving. Heavy chains hung from her wrists, making a crisp sound as they hit, grinding her delicate skin reddening it to stand out among the filthy and emaciated slaves.
Such a beautiful and slaughterable thing~ naturally arouses the brutal sadistic desire in the hearts of some people in high positions.
I don't know how many pairs of malicious eyes linger on her body. glanced back and forth at her delicate figure and pure and lovely face. There was undisguised desire in his eyes, and there was some abnormal regret.
The explicit gazes of the opposite sex condensed into a knife like a substance, scraping back and forth on the girl's body, as if to peel off a layer of flesh and skin on her body. She struggled to huddle herself in a ball, wrapping her body in a fabric that was not enough to cover her body, in order to gain a little sense of security.
Yun Ze followed Hongyuan's gaze and saw the beautiful girl, and a feeling of regret suddenly rose in his heart.
It's a shame to bring such a beautiful little girl to sacrifice to the heavens!
I didn't find that there was such a treasure here, what are the people who choose to eat!
Yun Ze has always considered himself very merciful in this regard. For young and beautiful women, he is often willing to give them a chance to live. As long as they are honest and obedient, over time, they can even get good treatment that does not conform to the status of slaves.
As long as you are honest and obedient...... Of course, occasionally resisting can also be used as a small pleasure to spice up a boring life, provided that you are beautiful.
At this time, he coveted the delicious and fresh fat in front of him, but it was inconvenient for him to speak to someone because of the attention of everyone. In addition to the heartache, there was a little resentment towards the subordinates who chose the slaves to be used for the sacrifice.
Even if it's a day earlier, if I see her a day earlier, there is a way to operate!
Now at this time, I put her in front of my eyes, I can see that I can't eat, isn't this deliberately blocking me?
He secretly peeked at ~ the abyss beside him. Seeing that the young man had been staring intently at the girl's chest, the swaying white under the open collar suddenly gave birth to a little smugness that was not so glorious.
In the end, he is still young, and he has seen too few tricks. Such a woman with a decent appearance can be dumbfounded, I'm afraid I haven't seen a few real stunning colors.
Find the confident current Witch King Yun Ze in an inexplicable place. After looking at the girl triumphantly from beginning to end again, he moved his gaze back to the black people below, enjoying the adoration and admiration, and once again sighing in his heart for the beauty of power.
These are all mine.
He thought to himself.
Whether it is the people of my clan or the beauties of other races, these are mine, and no one can take them away!
Although he thought he had seen through the girl's whole body. Yun Ze still didn't notice that when the beautiful girl timidly turned around to cover her chest, there was a strange pattern reflecting a dim glimmer in the sunlight.
"Yun Ze's fun is great."
The man on the dragon's back chuckled, and suddenly put away the bow and arrow in his hand. Pressing his shoulder, which was slightly sore from holding a movement for a long time: "It seems that there are a lot of demons and monsters here this time." Wait, maybe we won't have to do it. β
"What do you see again?"
The black dragon poked his head out of the clouds, observed the various gestures made by Hongyuan's hand behind his back below, and asked in confusion, "Let them do it first?" What are they? β
"Didn't you see that little girl?"
The man took out a feather arrow, knocked on the head of the black dragon, and pointed at the girl in Hongyuan's gaze: "It's the one I just said, a very beautiful little girl." Look at her heart......
"See, it's deep."
The black dragon said impatiently: "I can't appreciate this kind of thing that is soft ~ white flowers at first glance." For us dragons, we can't be called beautiful without neat and shining scales and slender and sharp horns. This kind of ...... that leaks the meat directly to the outside"
It snorted in a nasal voice and spewed out two streams of air in disdain.
"That's not what I'm talking about...... It's quite deep, and the shape is ......."
The man suddenly coughed twice in the middle of his words, and angrily knocked on the top of the black dragon's head: "Those who are serious are all taken crooked by you." Don't you see that mark on his heart? β
Who led whom astray? It's obvious that you have a bad heart, but you're embarrassed to blame me for taking you crookedly, how thick your skin is!
The black dragon was knocked twice for no reason. I was resentful in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it, so I honestly followed the direction pointed by the arrow.
After a few moments of careful observation, it finally saw the flickering reflection.
"That's ......"
The black dragon said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen the ...... who was exterminated ninety years ago What kind of clan is coming? β
"Jin Clan."
The man leaned into its ear and whispered, "The population of the clan is small, and there are often beauties, and they are a little famous, which is the mark of their royal family." β
"This group of sacrificial slaves can't have this Jin people."
The black dragon sneered: "Her people died decades ago, and they didn't have to die. Even if she is still alive, it is impossible to put it here so swaggeringly for others to see, what kind of trouble is she making here? Take revenge at the Chosen Sacrifice? Just because she is a delicate little girl, she is too naΓ―ve to think. β
"Don't say that, it's naΓ―ve to say otherwise. The royal family of the Jin clan may really be able to ......"
The man held the feather arrow in the palm of his hand, pressed his fingers against the sharp arrow, felt a slight tingling, and smiled contentedly.
Even if she can't kill Yun Ze and muddy the water, it's convenient for us to do it here.
"The Jin clan is a small clan with few people and few lands, and there are always beauties. We can only submit to us and intermarry from generation to generation to protect ourselves. But as a royal family, he always has some ability, otherwise he would have been swallowed in one bite. β
"A little skillful? Didn't you end up swallowing it in one bite? β
The black dragon sneered: "In the hundreds of years that Yun Ze has been in power, large and small clans have been wiped out by him, if not a thousand, but eight hundred. Even those of us who live in the sea can hear him stirring up trouble and fighting every year. The ability to protect himself as you mentioned, like the so-called in-laws, is not worth anything in the eyes of his Witch King. β
"That's right. He never cares whether the people below him live or die, as long as he achieves his goal. β
The man sighed, as if thinking of something terrible, and with the force in his hand, he held the arrow and cut his finger out of blood.
"The battle of the Jin clan has been fought for thirteen years. It wasn't until the eldest lady in their royal family died that it was over. According to those who later went to clean up the battlefield, the corpses were almost piled up into a mountain, and the entire river was filled with blood, and it took three years for the smell to disappear. β
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "The dead are all our people." β
"Yo, so powerful?"
The black dragon was interested: "Tell me carefully, what kind of Jin clan is this, what kind of ability does it have?" β
"There's only one."
The man stared at the pattern of the girl's chest, and said slowly: "Their royal bloodline can control the body that has lost its soul. You don't have to work as hard as the spell of the undead, pick the time and pick the people, just throw the blood ......"
"Whether it's a human or an animal. Once stained with the blood of the Jin people, they will immediately be able to get up again and fight according to their instructions. Even a severed arm, or even a palm, can grab an enemy's leg and drag a living creature to the ground as long as it can still move. And the vitality of the people of this clan is extremely strong, unless the last drop of blood is drained, they will not die easily. β
Hong Yuan secretly silently recited the information about the Jin royal family, and glanced at the poor girl quite interestingly.
He did plant the killer among the slaves earlier, and it was the same boy who had bitten before.
These arrangements were just made just in case, if Yun Ze really played any tricks at that time, then the young man would be able to do it.
The finger on the young man's forehead just now was a trick to help him escape the severed head.
Yun Ze, the dead man who had turned into a corpse, naturally would not be guarded, and the sacrifice was the closest place to the throne. When everyone else retreated, leaving only the Witch King and a few candidates, the killer rushed out of the pile of corpses to make a move, and even the Witch King couldn't react for a while.
If he misses, there is still someone waiting to make up for an arrow.
If Yun Ze honestly gave up his seat and didn't make any trouble, these arrangements would not necessarily have to be used.
The killer just had to crawl out of the pile of corpses at night after the altar was cleaned up.
But now it seems that before the killer can do it, there will be a lot of excitement.
Hongyuan smiled at the girl with kindness, and opened his mouth to say a word to her silently.
The girl was startled at first when she saw his movements, then turned away, turned her back to him, and clenched her fists.
is also a princess of a clan, and she ran to take revenge after enduring humiliation and burden. I didn't know how long I planned the action, but I was scared by my words.
Hong Yuan looked at the girl's back that was tense because of nervousness, and secretly said funny, and the fingers behind his back moved slightly a few times, transmitting the message to the one person and one dragon in the air.
A smile gathered in his eyes, and he said silently in his heart: "Little princess of the Jin clan, good luck!" β
(To be continued.) )