Separated from flesh and blood, separated from wives, and the tragedy of the world is happening right in front of you.

However, the fate of the captives was no longer in their own hands, and seeing the escort team send the women and children away, the male captives left behind were not only sad, but also uneasy.

They were chosen to stay. If they are treated as slaves, their fate can be predicted, then at this moment, they have no idea what will happen next.

Soon, their worst fears were answered.

The Birdman Wizard looked at the twenty male captives left in the square, waved his hand, and began to chant obscure language like incantations.

At the same time, from the sheds around the square, more than two dozen women with strange blue patterns poured out. Their hair and eyebrows were shaved, their faces were painted with hideous patterns, and their mouths were nervously chanting unintelligible notes, and they rushed towards the captives.

Approaching the captives, these strange women held up clay bowls with semi-solid, viscous yellow pigment.

Then, while chanting, the women put their hands into the bowls, stained them with this yellow pigment, and painted them on the captives.

Strange symbols were immediately depicted on the captives, and many of the captives couldn't help but shudder when they looked at these yellow and clear patterns. But the more they trembled, the louder the women sang. Symbols make up patterns that are almost all over the body of each captive.

When a strange woman walked up to Zhou Daoan and wanted to draw a pattern for him, she was stopped by the birdman wizard on the side. Obviously, for these three ferrymen, the Birdman wizard completely distinguished them from the primitive captives.

When the women had finished "painting" the captives, the wizards nodded in satisfaction, and then the team was escorted forward again, and the Birdman Wizard said that the next destination was the temple.

Zhou Daoan and Hurried glanced at each other, and they all knew that the temple was the final place to judge their fate!

After Baisha Square, the roads became wider, and the buildings on both sides of those streets were more neat, and it was clear that this was the "upscale residential area". There are almost no lower-class people wearing animal skins and covering their bodies here, and only a few people wear linen robes.

As the three sorcerers led the procession forward, one after another well-dressed nobles emerged from the wealthy quarter, and they all bowed their heads and sang hymns as they watched the twenty slaves being escorted away. Then, the slaves carried out the palanquin after the sedan chair for the nobles to board. That's it, follow the back of the line, and march together. Along the way, more and more people followed, and apparently, they were invited to some kind of ceremony.

Zhou Daoan estimated it according to the position of the sun above his head and the time of this journey, and it should be almost 10 o'clock in the morning. It's been less than 20 hours since the mission ended.

And this white-stone city is about the same area as two or three modern communities in later generations. In this city, the population is estimated to be more than two thousand, which is large and limited, but in the current era, it is a behemoth.

Finally, after passing through the "upscale neighborhood", the figure of the temple has appeared. Although, no one told the captives that the building in front of them was a temple, as long as you looked at it, there was no objection to its name—

This is a fifteen-meter-high stone building, equivalent to a five-story building in later generations, only slightly shorter than the West Zhou Huizi Building where Zhou Daoan lived.

The entire temple is made of white boulders, quadrangular, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a pyramid with a steeper slope. The stones of the building are painted with exquisite patterns, which seem to be stories that tell the history of this place.

After only a few quick glances, Zhou Daoan read the contents of a few pictures from these murals - as he guessed, this tribe was the tribe that the old people said had moved out of the jungle 400 years ago.

The mural also shows that this tribe believes in a three-legged sacred bird. There was a round of fireballs on the head of the sacred bird, and it was the sun in the sky. It is no wonder that the sorcerers here wear large feathers made of bird feathers, and the nobles also wear bright bird feathers as decorations.

And what surprised Zhou Daoan the most was that the three-legged divine bird, in the latter picture, became a god with a bird's head and a human body and wings on its back! This god seems to have come from another world, and the most eye-catching thing is that when the god descends, he has a boat under his feet. And on the boat, there were snakes, leopards, eagles and other animals.

Boat? Ark? As a ferryman, Zhou Daoan immediately sensitively captured the information that might be hidden in this painting.

Countless information flashed through his mind, all of which he had seen and heard in this world in the past few days:

This tropical rainforest is not sure if it is a secret match for Central America on Earth. If it's in Central America, then the name Maya is like thunder. Zhou Daoan did not study the Mayan civilization, but he still knows some legends about the Maya. This nation is primitive and backward, but it has a lot of information that is beyond its time, and the astronomy and calendar are even more advanced than those of later generations......

Again, this people is mysterious and disappeared almost overnight...... These information, which was regarded as eye-catching back then, would make sense if it was related to the Ark!

Then, if a monster like the giant forest python, a beast that several tribes believe in as totems, is also related to a certain senior ferryman, some of the irrationalities (such as why the forest snake mutates and why it does not live in the waters of South America) will also be explained.

After the shock, Zhou Daoan reined in his thoughts, and with the leadership of the Birdman Wizard, he followed the captives into this tower-like temple.

As soon as I entered the gate of the temple, the heat and sunlight outside the door were all blocked. It's not so much cool as it's a little eerie.

The temple was empty, except for a coffin-like thing in the middle of the clearing, and above the coffin, a stone pillar leading to the top, also painted with a story.

In primitive civilizations, tombs rarely appeared, especially those derived from this jungle, and believed that the body returned to nature after death. Therefore, in this solemn coffin, there must be a person with extraordinary status.

The Birdman wizard didn't let them pay much attention to the layout of the temple, and the twenty captives and three ferrymen were escorted up the steps by the door, and along the spiraling steps, they climbed to the top of the temple.

Walking out of the doorway that peeked out of the four walls at the top, everyone was already on a platform.

On the platform, there is a row of seats. One of them wore exaggerated bird feather ornaments all over his body, had a square face, his nose was completely covered by a bronze ornament, and his eyebrows were tattooed with intricate patterns. The most terrifying thing is that he has a long mouth and wandering eyes, as if he is a wanderer, but he has a mouthful of teeth, and each tooth surface is inlaid with bronze products.

Aren't you afraid of poisoning?

Even if he was in danger, Zhou Daoan couldn't help but complain.

Not only is this man who is suspected of being the king of Baishi City not afraid of poisoning, but a woman beside him who is also dressed brightly is also a mouthful of "copper teeth"; That's not all, the two people were followed by two children, a little fat man with a pigtail on the skin of a melon, and a little chubby girl wearing a heavy bronze collar around her neck, both with black copper teeth, holding melons and fruits in their hands and gnawing on the juice.

Original Aesthetic ......

Seeing three birdman wizards and a group of warriors escorting twenty captives to the high platform, the birdman king's wandering eyes seemed to have a focus. He first swept over the captives, his eyes without a hint of emotion, and finally his gaze rested on the three strangely dressed ferrymen.

"Slave of the devil?" The Birdman King expressed his doubts in the form of self-talk.

As soon as the words came out, an old voice suddenly came from a tent behind the throne covered with yellow linen on all sides—

"King, the slave of the devil hold off and perform the ritual first!"

There's someone in that tent! Although he couldn't see the face of this person, combined with the words of the birdman wizard before, Zhou Daoan suspected that the one in the tent was the highest-ranking wizard in this White Rock City!

Sure enough, the Birdman King obeyed the Great Wizard's words. He nodded immediately, and as soon as he raised his hand, he slowly stood up from the throne.

He walked slower than a turtle and rubbed to the edge of the platform. In front of him was an extremely steep staircase, still covered in a terrible white paint, but also a mixture of dark red and bright yellow. Looking down this steep staircase, there are already enough "spectators" gathered under the high platform of the temple.

The audience of these nobles and slaves all craned their necks and looked up at the height of the temple. When the king appeared on the edge of the platform wearing a heavy and ornate toba tunic and a bronze crown, the audience immediately cheered, as if they had rehearsed.

The Birdman King enjoyed the cheers of the audience, but he couldn't squeeze out a smile on his face, and he seemed to raise his hand casually, which made the audience stop shouting.

Then, without saying a word, he waved his hand, and the three birdman wizards walked to the front of the stage. Among them, the wizard who attacked the Sprinting Tribe spoke—

"Sons of the Sun God! Today we are here to worship the gods! The sun god shines on the earth and gives us life......

"But the devil brought death here—he was also a servant of the sun god and represented the will of the sun god. The reason for the death is because the sun god has become dissatisfied with us!

"Our temple has been in disrepair for a long time! The coffin of the sun god has not been offered flesh and blood for a long time...... So, the sun god punishes His people and awaits our repentance......

"Today, we are going to fulfill the requirements of the Sun God, dedicate the plundered heroic warriors to the gods, and let him enjoy the blood sacrifice, as long as the blood sacrifice is completed, we can receive a part of the Sun God's forgiveness!"