Chapter VII.

"Sacrifice!"

As the words fell, the crowd stood out in unison, making way for a passage that led to the temple behind the altar. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The crowd suddenly became solemn.

Click......

The sound of old footsteps rubbing against the ground came from the rear.

If you look closely, you can see a group of naked men walking slowly from behind, they don't have a single strand on them, but each of them has the same characteristic.

It's that their bodies are all mutilated to varying degrees.

Some of them were missing arms, some were on crutches and their thighs were empty from the roots, and there were even a few wounds that were still dripping with blood without any bandage, and each of them had a yearning and sublime color on their faces.

These are hunters who have been killed by near-fatal injuries during the hunt.

This meant that they could no longer hunt, and the clan could clearly not afford to keep idlers.

So.

They are the sacrifices of this sacrifice.

In this clan, the sacrifice of God is a living person every time!

These chosen people did not look like people who were about to die, but with a kind of brilliance.

Kumen held a wooden staff with an expression unchanged, and it was not until a strong man with a missing right arm came to him in the first place that his complexion changed slightly, and there was some encouragement in his eyes, and his voice was gentle.

The wooden staff lightly touched the strong man's forehead:

"My child, God will always remember you. ”

The strong man bowed his head slightly, and his voice was fanatical:

"The glory of God will be with me!"

Then he walked through the altar and slowly made his way to the temple, the abode of the gods.

And then the next one.

"My child, God will always remember you. ”

"The glory of God will be with me!"

It wasn't until the last sacrifice entered the temple that the whole scene became a little more lively.

Kumen's complexion did not change, but he still couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart, there were ninety-nine living sacrifices, this is ninety-nine lives!

In the wilderness, human life is cheaper than dogs!

And the only guarantee is strength, as long as you have strong strength, you can have a glimmer of life in this desolate place!

Retracted his thoughts.

Kumen stood on the altar and performed the last item.

"Celebrate!"

This is also one that all the clansmen look forward to, and every time they sacrifice, the clan will take out a portion of the prey they have hunted for a while, so that everyone can have a full meal.

Envy and grace.

Theocracy, like kingship, is the only way to bring the hearts and minds of the people together.

If people continue to starve to death, and the territory is constantly invaded by wild beasts and monsters, then how can we talk about faith.

Soon.

The food brought was swept away, and the first presiding sacrifice of the Kumen ended.

......

After the end.

The crowd quickly dispersed, and in front of the altar, only a broken corpse was left, it was Yang Han's, and several people who specialized in dealing with this kind of thing had already walked in front of the corpse.

"Wait!"

Yang Fengshen's face was extremely ugly, and he suddenly shouted:

"Yang Han's body, send it to my house first, and I will deal with it. ”

Several men who stepped forward to deal with this time were at a loss, and they were hesitant: "This... Patriarch...... This does not fit..."

Yang Fengshen's already ugly face sank, and a powerful momentum suddenly emanated from his body, and a murderous aura permeated under the altar:

"Are you going to disobey my commands?!"

Those three men were just the most ordinary warriors in the clan, where could they withstand Yang Fengshen's powerful momentum, and they almost sat on the ground with no legs, and they couldn't speak clearly

"Yes...... Yes, yes, we'll do it right away. ”

"Wait!"

Seeing Yang Han's corpse, Kumen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he spoke.

"Huh?"

Yang Fengshen's eyes were blood-red: "Lord Priest, I don't know what your opinion is?"

The momentum on his body directly overwhelmed Kumen's body, as if he was about to kill if he didn't say a word.

The breath of the bitter door was suffocated, but his complexion remained unchanged at all, and the wooden staff in his hand hit the ground:

"This Yang Han's corpse, I want it!"

"What did you say?!"

Yang Fengshen's voice suddenly came out, and a wave of murderous intent surged into his heart.

Kumen's eyes squinted, staring straight into his eyes:

"I said, I want this Yang Han's corpse!"

Then, without waiting for Yang Fengshen to say anything, he spoke again, with some divine aura on his face: "Yang Han is a blasphemous, I will kill him, this corpse, I will take it back to study it and see if it is different from ordinary people!"

"Are you going to stop the spokesman of the gods from doing things for the gods?!"

Yang Fengshen only felt that his head was about to explode, a strong killing intent rushed straight to his mind, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to tear the bitter door to pieces immediately!

The fist under the sleeve was clenched, the knuckles were pinched white, but they were still weakly released, and the words were almost squeezed out of the teeth:

"Don't dare. ”

His face turned pale and left, but before leaving, he turned around and said, "I don't know how long the priesthood of Lord Kumen can last! ”

Then he walked away, but the footprints on the ground could also be seen in the anger in Yang Fengshen's heart.

This is already a naked threat!

Kumen's face remained unchanged, and he replied softly: "This doesn't bother the patriarch to worry about." ”

He said to the three men who were standing silently: "Send Yang Han's body to my mansion, and I will study it for a good time." ”

When the three men heard this, their faces turned pale, they looked at each other, picked up the sack, put the body in it, followed behind the Kumen, and sent it to the priest's mansion not far away.

After placing the body in the house, the three men greeted each other and left.

And in this huge priest's house, there is only one person left.

Glancing at the corpse placed in the hall.

Kumen turned around and entered the inner room.

This Yang Han's corpse was also coming from Kumen in a sudden flash of inspiration, and there was a feeling that told him that Yang Han's corpse was useful!

As for offending Yang Fengshen for this.

Kumen didn't care at all, after all, if he killed Yang Han, he was already offended, so it would be nothing to snatch the corpse again.

And now.

The first thing he had to do was to cultivate the "Sacrifice" in his mind first, and then he would talk about it, and today's events had made him realize the importance of strength more and more!

......

Sit cross-legged, with no heart to the sky.

The spirit of Kumen gradually sank into the depths of his mind, and countless mixed characters rushed up, forming a book in his mind, which read: Sacrifice!

As soon as Kumen's mind moved, the book turned a page,

Rumble!

It was as if trampled down by thousands of giant elephants, and a loud noise sounded in my head.

The spirit of the bitter door was shaken, and there was a sense of trance.

After a few seconds, he gradually came to his senses and hurriedly looked towards the first page.

I saw a pen walking dragon-like font floating on it, and just looking at it, there was a tingling feeling.

"The vein of sacrifice, not to the sky, not to the earth, not to the gods and demons, only to the origin!"

"All things are born in the Source and perish in the Source. ”

"However, it will eventually return to the source!"

The first page is densely packed with thousands of words.

At first glance, the bitter gate sank into it in an instant, as if no one was in a place.

His body was unconscious, and it was written on the page, and if he could look inward at this time, he would be able to see that the blood in his body was moving slowly in a strange and unpredictable way.

From time to time, a glimmer of blood and a touch of emerald green flashed in the blood.