"What a heavy aura of divinity!"

Looking up at the ball of light above his head—compared to the three divinities that Ron possessed at the moment, combined with a faint light—Ron sighed.

Hearing Ron's emotion, Kane Bloodhoof raised his head proudly.

"The Minotaurs, also known as the Minotaurs, are the most primitive inhabitants of the Dark Lands - though most of the Minotaurs are still savage and ignorant - they feed on their prey raw, worship Buffyment, the king of the Minotaurs, and are often enslaved by the Dark Elves. ”

"But the Bloodhoof tribe is different - we've been using fire for thousands of years and worshipping our ancestors!"

"This round of divine sun and this grassland are the legacy of our ancestors!"

"It's powerful!"

"Such a strong man should have become a god, right?"

In the face of Ron's re-exclamation, Kane's voice suddenly deepened.

"Yes, he became a god - only in the battle with Buffyment, he lost!"

"His heart has become the sun of the gods! His kingdom of God is the Mogaolei at this moment!"

"As for his body, it's ahead!"

The minotaur had been trekking for more than an hour since they appeared in Mogaure—and when Kane's hand pointed forward, a cylindrical hill of the same thickness as the top and bottom suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately all the minotaurs cheered loudly, and even some of the minotaurs knelt on the ground and offered their piety.

"Thunder Bluff, it's here!"

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

Although he had seen the Thunder Cliff at a height of hundreds of meters, it took another half an hour to walk to the bottom of the Thunder Cliff - it was not until he was close that Ron found that there was no road on the Thunder Cliff, but relied on a human-driven suspension ladder as a means of transportation.

So, to the sound of the trumpets of the Minotaur on the Thunder Bluff, Ron came to the tribe of Kane's Bloody Hoof.

As a friend of the patriarch, Ron was naturally warmly welcomed by the Minotaurs - a warm bonfire party was held for Ron, and the meat of the camel beast, which was larger than Ron's body but roasted to be unusually tender, was placed in front of Ron as a sign of respect for the Minotaurs.

The bonfire lasted until late at night—and to the sound of the Minotaur's heavy breathing, Ron crept over to the wooden fence where Edas was being held.

Looking at the fountain and the goddess of peace sleeping in the wooden fence, Ron couldn't help but feel sad for her - although Kane Bloodhoof did not show the chaotic and evil nature of the Minotaurs, and he and his tribe were more of a neutral creature - but from the fact that he did not release Edas from the wooden fence, it was clear that he had his own agenda.

And it's probably not a friendly plan - now is Eddarth's weakest moment, Kane Bloodhoof alone can easily kill her, and naturally her godhead divinity will fall into Kane Bloodhoof's hands.

With just a slight change in his godhead and priesthood, Kane, who had already ignited the divine fire, could go from a demigod to a minotaur god - just like the ancestors of the Bloodhoof Tribe.

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

"Ron, can't you sleep too?"

"Or do you want to save her?"

Circling around the fence where the goddess was sleeping, Ron saw a minotaur in a blanket on the other side, Kane, who sat cross-legged over the fence and looked at Ron from behind the fence - his eyes were bloodshot and murderous.

With a fighting friendship, Ron doesn't think Kane will kill him - it's clearly a warning to Ron to make the opposite decision, otherwise, even friends will have to fight each other!

So, shaking his head, Ron answered Kane's question.

"No, I don't want to, in fact, I want to kill her too, I need her water divinity!"

"It's just that, after all, she is a god she knows, and her camp is neutral and good, and once we kill her, the camp will shift. ”

"For the future of the Minotaurs!"

"It's a must!"

Satisfied with Ron's answer, Kane tossed the blanket off his body and carried Ron from the ground to his shoulder—the sun in the sky was still shining, but it had become moonlight.

"Although our ancestors once became gods, but without replenishment, the gods in the sky will eventually be extinguished day and night!"

"Every hundred years, we have to sacrifice a demigod - most of the time the minotaurs themselves, like my father!"

"In the past, such dedication was taken for granted and at the same time honored!"

"However, since traveling to the surface, I suddenly realized that this kind of behavior has been weakening the power of the Bloodhoof Tribe!"

"So, after getting Eddath's whereabouts, I immediately made a decision!"

"I will use the gods of other races to sacrifice to the gods of the Bloodhoof tribe instead of the Bloodhoof tribe, and the power of the bloodhoof tribe will be used for the rise of the minotaurs!"

As he spoke, Kane Bloodhoof's voice grew deeper and deeper, but the meaning was clear—death would be the end result of Edas, and there was no other solution!

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

"Hmm!"

The next day, when the sun shines like the sun overhead, a new day begins with the sound of a loud trumpet – and the ritual of sacrifice begins.

Apparently Kane had absolute faith in the Sages who had obtained the fountain of water and the Goddess of Peace, so the resources and forms needed for the sacrificial ritual were prepared, and at the top of the highest tower of the Thunder Bluff, directly opposite the position of the Divine Sun, hundreds of minotaurs were dressed in the most prominent costumes - usually the fur and teeth of beasts, and their bodies were painted with quaint stripes.

As the patriarch, Kane has a crown of Roc bird feathers on top of his head in addition to stripes, a spear in his hand, and a rope in his right hand—at the end of which is Edas.

"It seems that my fate is sealed!"

With a smile, Edas walked up to the altar—a deep pit with hundreds of smooth pebbles—and the prayers of the surrounding minotaurs began to be chanted aloud, in the language of the minotaurs, and Ron could only feel the emotion and solemnity in them, and the divine sun that grew brighter and brighter in the prayers!

Then, when the prayer was at its highest, the spear in Kane's hand pierced the heart of the goddess of the spring, and the pale golden blood of the gods rushed between the pebbles - Kane raised his head and stared at the god sun, which was already like a ball of light, and now was the most tense moment, if the god sun could not absorb the power of Edas, then Kane could only sacrifice himself. And once Kane sacrifices himself, then the hope of the Minotaur rising will be slim again!

"Ancestor!"

"Accept the sacrifice!"

"Let me be able to carry the Bloodhoof Tribe and keep moving forward!"

Silently praying in his heart, Kane slowly closed his eyes.