Chapter 66: The Sacrificial Ceremony (1)
Bang bang A thick steel crowbar reached in and pressed down hard, and with a chaotic sound, the broken rocks rolled down the mountainside, finally revealing the blocked passage!
The dwarves erupted in cheers, their beards shaking, their massive noses reddening brighter and brighter. Found it, the Holy Maiden of Evangeline really did not deceive them, there is really a mountain belly rock road here, and it seems that the feuding gray dwarf clan must live in it.
For the stubborn dwarves, even though the gray dwarves have disappeared for a long, long time, even to the current dwarves, they are just a legend. However, when they learned of the news of the gray dwarves from the mouths of the Holy Lady of the Apocalypse, Evangeline, the Dwarven King and the Dwarven Elders, reacted immediately. The most elite five hundred dwarven Warhammer warriors were sent out, led by the messenger of the Holy Maiden, to the foothills of the Kundu Maya in the northern part of the Hanseatic Principality.
They didn't care how the Holy Maiden Evangeline knew about the gray dwarves, from the time they came to the foothills of the Kundu Maya, with countless years of contact with the rocks of the mountains, after looking at the surrounding terrain, the dwarves immediately noticed the difference. At that moment, they finally believed the words of the Holy Maiden...... Although the terrain around this place is not visible to outsiders, the dwarves can detect the traces of alteration at a glance.
To be sure, the Grey Dwarves have been hiding in the mountainside for too long, and they have lost many of their dwarven heritage. However, the dwarves on the land not only did not decline, but flourished more and more because of their friendly relations with humans...... It can be seen from the fact that the territory of the dwarves is next to the Holy See Bright Mountain.
Block the cavern passage. The Grey Dwarves thought they had erased all traces, but after a survey by the dwarven prospecting warriors, they quickly found the right direction. Put down the tomahawks. Pick up the hammer, the dwarves are the best miners, and it only took five hundred men a day to find the entrance to the blocked cavern. After a few busy days, the rock passage that the gray dwarves had completely blocked was opened.
Looking at the deep tunnel, the dwarves showed no fear, and they lit torches. Holding a battle axe, the dwarves in the front row held a steel crossbow with delicate but incredible power. Go deeper!
Unaware of the dwarves, there was a force in the shadows that was guiding them towards the deep caverns of the mountain. And there, the Dark Spokesman Syllucius is spreading his claws ........................!
The day of the ceremony of sacrificing the beast god has finally arrived. It was almost early in the morning. All the orcs rose early, and they put on the brightest robes of animal skins, and the women brought animal bones, or ornaments made of gold and silver, and pulled their children by their side. Everyone looked at the tall tents in the center of the tribe, waiting for the Baroque and the tribal leaders to appear.
Slowly, the elders came out, High Priest Sira and the shaman elders of the Valley of Miracles. The Grand Chief of Ortu walked out. All the high-ranking guests and friends flock here. Finally, the baroque tent was finally lifted. He stepped out of it, holding his two sons in his arms, followed by his woman Celine!
All eyes were on him, and Baroque smiled faintly in return. The Sacrifice to the Beast God is a ritual that has never been done before, and no one knows how to do it, and all this needs to be led by the Baroque.
Hilda walked over and took the two children from Baroque's arms with Celine. Baroque tidied up the shaman's animal skin robe on his body, and smiled at the high priest of Sira on the side: "High priest, it seems that the clansmen have been waiting for this moment for too long, shall we go?"
The high priest also smiled and nodded: "Well, Baroque shaman, you will lead the people to sacrifice!"
Baroque was the first to stride out, and without looking back, his voice spread through the entire tribal settlement: "With reverence, we will walk to the altar with all our strength." Brothers, let's go and welcome back the Beast God's favor again!"
He was greeted by the enthusiastic roars of hundreds of thousands of orcs, who walked behind Baroque and towards the altar more than ten miles away. From the old man to the young child who has just learned to walk, all the way to the altar is full of people, spirits are excited, and their hearts are religious.
No one is exempt, and all orcs know that this is a time to test their piety! Perhaps children and frail old orcs will accept the help of their people when they are exhausted. But even the orcs who have been disabled by the wars over the years have politely refused the help of their companions, even if they are on crutches, they move to the altar step by step, even if they are late, they must use their own strength to arrive!
Feeling this strange atmosphere, even those Terrans who came here to watch the ceremony were silent, and even like Savati and others, who were desperate for the Baroque, they all had a longing, and they were extremely looking forward to the miracle of the beast god, because if this was the case, it would mean that the Baroque had completely controlled the beasts, and it would mean that their actions to join the Baroque would have the greatest guarantee. Even if a big war breaks out with the human race in the future, even if it is defeated, the beast race does not have to worry about the doom of the race, and these traitors will naturally not be abandoned.
Even if all goes well, the Baroque will inevitably create a kingdom or even an empire of orcs in the next period. As the first humans to defect to the Baroque Great, Savati and Pahomi would definitely become one of the noblest nobles, and they would establish their own families to be admired and worshipped by future generations!
It was just a walk, but this small act of Baroque brought the entire Frostwolf Clan together, and the orc patriarchs of the various tribes who came to watch the ceremony could perceive the momentum and spirit of the Frostwolf Orcs, and the beginning of the change. They are not without envy, and each has his own calculations in his heart.
It can be said that from the moment you embark on this road, the so-called sacrificial ceremony has begun. Last night, Baroque made some changes on the altar, so that the six totem poles on the original simple totem array were baptized by the power of Baroque's own totem and the power of purple electricity. At that time, the body of the spirit beast condensed by the totem beast Rak was in the cave hall of the Kundu Maya Mountains, he and the Baroque communicated with each other's spirits, and both released the power of the totem, faintly, separated by a distance of nearly a thousand miles, between the two places, the sealing totem array and the altar intersected, very subtle, very magical, and no one noticed the abnormality. Even the high priest of Sira, who had a keen sense, was only sensed by the special aura that permeated the surroundings containing the power of faith and the power of baroque purple electricity, and thought that the beast god was watching here. More and more devotion and anticipation.
After walking for more than two hours, at the moment when the sun was rising, Baroque led the crowd to the altar. He waved his hand, and all the hundreds of thousands of orcs stopped around the altar, then knelt on the ground, stretched out their hands, touched the ground with their heads, bowed respectfully, and shouted along with Baroque: "Ancestors are great, glory to the beast gods!" (The author spoofed, don't blame (⊙_⊙)b.)
Three times in succession, Baroque stopped the crowd from shouting. He got up solemnly, walked step by step to the altar, and stepped into the center, where he stood, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of orcs, all of whom knelt on the ground, looking at the Baroque with reverence and fanaticism.
Suddenly, the Baroque has a smoky feeling, and the taste of looking down on all beings is intoxicating, maybe this is also the pleasure of the gods in the sky? Wait, I will have a place in the sky. Baroque is ambitious at this moment!
Everyone thought that Baroque would say something, but Baroque didn't say much, he just said something with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, which spread to the ears of all hundreds of thousands of orcs: "I can feel that the beast god is watching us from the sky, whether we can get the favor of the beast god again and send down the light of protection depends on your performance." My brothers, give your unreserved faith to the beast god!
Hundreds of thousands of orcs lay on their stomachs, and the roaring frenzied shouts came and went. Soon subdued, all the shamanic elders of the Valley of Miracles, led by High Priest Silo, stepped into the altar at the signal of Baroque. Baroque stands in the center, surrounded by a circle of shaman elders. Then, all the ordinary shamans stepped into the altar, and they stood further on the periphery, with Tahir being particularly conspicuous, as he was only eight years old, and was a rarity among the entire orc. And it is also known that Tahir was a student of the Baroque!
How to get the orcs to dedicate their faith to themselves is a problem that needs to be dealt with. Sochiwen was cursed by the gods for some strange reason, and with the exception of the Baroque, any orc who had just learned it quickly forgot about it, so that it could not be used for the time being. And Sochi is not the best choice, after all, one day in the future the Baroque will find a way to break the curse and restore the glory of Sochi. If the Baroque now asks the orcs to pray and shout in Sochi "All faith and glory be to the Baroque", then there will be no way to spread this kind of text in the future, otherwise his big lie will be exposed!
There is only one option, the Chinese language on earth brought by another soul of the Baroque!
Baroque taught the orcs a Chinese language, that is, the above sentence "All faith and glory are to the Baroque"! Here, no one knows the meaning of this sentence, even the gods of heaven. The final interpretation is only in the hands of Baroque, and only he knows the meaning of this sentence!
Then everything is perfect! Although the Chinese language is extremely obscure and twisted in the mouth of the orcs, they don't need to memorize the meaning, they just need to pronounce this syllable, which is still very easy!
From the inside out, layers of orcs spread this sentence, they did not know the meaning, only that it was an oracle sent by the beast god to the baroque shaman, it was the language of the gods. In the future, when the orcs pray, they only need to recite this sentence!
On the altar, Baroque began to get busy with the shamans, who danced the shamanic dance, descended from the high priest of Sira, recited the shaman's incantations, and interjected an oracle that Baroque had just taught, opening the ritual! )