First of all, the Marosso tribe still maintains most of its primitive way of life until now, and more than 20 years ago, in the early nineties of the last century, it can be said that there are no outsiders here all year round, and the complex jungle environment and dangerous poisonous creatures force outsiders to retreat. What's more, there are no valuable resources to risk here, so it's normal that no one comes.

At that time, the Malososo tribe still maintained a ritual to worship the gods, which was the primitive religion of faith in death and all things in nature, and every ten years, the Malososo tribe held such a ritual to worship the gods.

This is not as beautiful as modern urbanites can imagine.

At such a ten-year ritual to the gods, the sorcerers of the clan usually order the preparation of ten pure maidens aged eighteen, through the ritual of blood, on the night of the full moon, on the altar to peel off the belly of the maiden, take out all the internal organs and put them into special containers, waiting for the gods to feast.

This kind of ritual has been held by the Malososo tribe for hundreds of years, and there has never been any problem, although those internal organs usually end in a few days after the end of the ritual by wild beasts, but the ritual of worshipping the gods that day is different.

After the ten maidens were dissected and entrailed and put into the container, thousands of people from the Malosso tribe gathered together to sing and pray, and it was supposed that the prayers would be until midnight at most, and the ceremony would basically be over, and the crowd would disperse.

But just as the ritual was about to end, something strange happened.

Kamim (the native) heard strange noises.

During the ritual of worshipping the gods, no one is allowed to raise their heads, except for the tribal wizard Temahe. Somehow, however, Kamim risked death that day as if he had fallen for an evil spirit. When he heard this, he suddenly raised his head.

Without warning, he looked up at the altar.

And at this glance, he didn't think about the consequences of the execution at all, but his eyes widened in horror.

On the altar in the distance, there were ten girls who had been disemboweled, and the one lying on the stone platform in the middle. Just sit up straight.

Without anyone's assistance and help, the moment Kamim looked up, he happened to see the girl who was obviously dead, with a bloody hole in her abdomen, sitting up straight from the stone platform with her eyes closed, and its strange scene frightened Kamim to the extreme.

Hearing this indigenous man say this, Lu Yuan and the others looked at each other, and the first thought was whether this indigenous person was stupid?

Resurrection of the dead?

The internal organs have been hollowed out for a few hours, and can they be resurrected?

There is no such thing in this world that goes against the laws of nature. Obviously, maybe it was just a deceptive trick by the wizard of their tribe.

Although he felt a little ridiculous, Lu Yuan did not interrupt the pirate's translation, and his eyes motioned for him to continue translating.

According to the indigenous Kamim, after a sudden noise during the worship ceremony, the girl, who should have been dead for a long time, sat up straight without warning.

Out of fear of the wizards of Temahe, except for Kamim at the time. Even though many people heard the strange noise, no one dared to look up. Only Kamim saw this strange phenomenon with his own eyes.

He could see that not only was he frightened, but even the Wizard Temahe, who had always shown a calm face, also changed his expression, and took a few steps back, completely losing his usual composure. It looks like the girl's unusual movements. It wasn't instructed by the Wizard of Temahe.

To say that this scene is indeed very palpitating, Kamim wanted to shout, but somehow, the voice reached the throat and could not burst out again. It was like his throat was blocked, and it made him feel very uncomfortable.

Since even the Wizard of Temahe was alarmed, Kamim was even more afraid. Before this fear could go deeper, it directly evolved into fear.

The girl who had been hollowed out of her abdomen, after sitting up from the stone platform, suddenly there was a layer of dense small black dots like mosquitoes flying around, buzzing surprisingly fast, I don't know where it came from, as if it appeared out of thin air, and it was squeezed and piled up layer by layer.

Layer by layer, from nothing, in a few blinks of an eye, behind the girl, a very strange black shadow was formed.

"Dark Shadow?"

Lu Yuan frowned, "To be precise, what kind of black shadow?" ”

The pirate was a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to translate it accurately, and finally after thinking about it, he explained: "This is a god that their tribe reveres, and I can't describe it exactly...... It's called 'Ark Death', and it resembles a god covered with countless death eyes and tentacles. ”

The pirate was not highly educated, and it was a bit difficult for him to describe in detail the appearance of an unknown object, and the general description was difficult for others to imagine.

However, somehow, when Lu Yuan heard the pirate's description, his heart moved, and an association arose.

It should be at least a hundred meters away from the basement where Brando was kept, but he could still feel the slightest attraction in his clenched right hand...... From the moment he got out of the helicopter, he was shocked by the abnormal movement of the USB stick, and when he reached Brando's side, the USB flash drive would shoot out almost as soon as he let go, and the target was undoubtedly the arrow stuck in Brando's chest.

It's weird, it's very weird.

Why does the USB flash drive have such a strong sense of a broken arrow that is not good-looking?

One is modern electronic products, and the other is the arrows of indigenous tribes thousands of miles away.

Prior to this, such anomalies were only found next to the submarine base in the South Pacific......

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and Lu Yuan suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Ran and said, "Help me find a blank piece of paper, a drawing board, and a pencil." ”

Everyone only felt inexplicable, and they didn't know what Lu Yuan's plan was, but fortunately, Chen Ran obeyed the order very much, and immediately turned around and went to find these three items.

Putting the white paper on the drawing board, Lu Yuan held the pen in his left hand, closed his eyes slightly, opened them suddenly, and quickly swept his left hand on the white paper.

He can clearly remember almost any image he sees with just one retrospective memory, and his strong control of his limbs and high-speed thinking allow him to plan all the images before he even makes a move. It's not like ordinary people to draw according to the rules at all, but like a printer, sweeping it line by line, with their hands like afterimages, without stopping or hesitating, they can see the pupils of everyone behind them constrict, and they can't believe it at all.

In less than a minute, a realistic black and white painting was freshly baked.

"The 'Oak Death' you were talking about, isn't that the one?"

Grabbing the black-and-white painting, Lu Yuan looked directly at the pirate.

The body of a crustacean creature is covered with several pairs of large, dorsal fins or membranous wings, as well as dozens of black limbs like insects. The original position of the head was attached to a dense swirling elliptical tumor, and these tumor-like ellipsoids were covered with a large number of short dark tentacles, and you can clearly see that there are a large number of flesh nuclei in the hole, and the whole looks like there are hundreds of eyeballs.

Such a strange creature, even if it is just drawn on a picture, has a very strong impact on people.

The pirate looked shocked, took a few steps back, gasped and trembled, "This ...... It's like...... Kind of like I've seen their totems. ”

The totemic effect made by the indigenous tribes is obviously impossible to compare with this realistic style, but the general characteristics are recognizable to the pirates.

"Oh, so does he know?"

As he spoke, Lu Yuan suddenly turned his hand and directly let the native, who was kneeling on the ground, see the painting he was holding.

"Ahh......hh

As soon as he saw this painting, the natives lay on the ground in horror and kowtowed vigorously, and the meaning of fear was very obvious.

"Interesting ......"

Seeing the expression of the natives, Lu Yuan already understood in his heart that the unknown and unknown creatures on this painting were the evil gods worshiped by this group of natives.

However, Ai Wei and the others behind Lu Yuan were completely confused by this scene that seemed to be a dumb riddle. (To be continued.) )