Chapter 226: Ceremony
What did the leaders of the tribes in the Imperial City talk about with Angus, King Lionheart didn't say anything after he came back, but after returning from the Imperial City, King Lionheart's face was obviously much uglier.
As the date of the God of War Festival is gradually approaching, the festive atmosphere of the City of the God of War is becoming more and more intense, and there are many colorful decorations in the heavy and depressing City of the God of War, flowers, ribbons, and pennants can be seen everywhere, of course, there are more hideous beast heads and totem poles with blood-colored totem patterns.
Contrary to human custom, perhaps because wild beasts are always more excited at night, the Campas god of war festival is also held at night.
When the sun gradually sets in the sky, the whole city is noisy, and when the dark night falls, the dark city of the god of war brightens up, and countless roaring bonfires illuminate the entire sky as if it were day.
Champa de Mars, the largest altar of the God of War in the Tempus Empire, has a long history and has the same longevity as the City of the God of War.
A huge altar carved out of the bones of countless giant beasts, each bone glowing golden even if it has been placed here for more than 10,000 years, and of course there are some fresh, flesh and blood bones that have not been completely corroded, they were once powerful golden beasts, but here they have become a gift from the Campas people to the god of war.
The huge altar is surrounded by ten towering pitch-black totem poles that are 100 meters high, and the totem poles are carved with blood-colored oil paints to carve the epics of various ethnic groups
At the top of the totem pole, a few hundred meters above the ground, stood ten altars of the god of war, each surrounded by a circle of hideous beast skulls. and huge golden fangs that were ten feet long.
The god of war sacrifice, who belonged to the ten races of Campas, stood on a high altar, holding a vessel made of too huge animal bones in his hand, wearing a beast sacrifice costume and a hundred bird pipes, singing holy songs reverently and passionately.
With the sound of a loud and desolate trumpet, a raging fire burned around the entire altar of the god of war, and His Majesty Angus, dressed in gold ornaments, slowly walked out of the majestic imperial city with his same swarthy but strangely beautiful and majestic queen, as well as one hundred and fifty-three Bimon clansmen of the entire Campas Empire, amid the cheers and worship shouts of the clansmen around the Champas Square.
They are all about five meters tall and dark-skinned for both men and women. Like a giant made of steel. There is no strand on the body, but all kinds of delicate gold utensils are used to cover the important parts of the body.
"Sons of Campas, today we are here to celebrate. Because our forefathers created this kingdom for us with their blood and bravery. Sacrifice our piety to the great god of war. Let us pray for the blessing of the strong and prosperous Kampas!"
With the solemn announcement of the beginning of the God of War Festival, thunderous drums and earth-shattering howls and cheers rose to the sky, followed by the beating of war drums. The fan-shaped campas in the square blew the horns of the bull horns with a very low sound.
With the sound of the horn, the black volcanic steel rock ground on the altar slowly slashed to both sides, and a huge black iron rod with three or four people thick and a huge iron cage ten meters high slowly rose from the bottom of the altar.
In the cage, a ten-meter-tall golden giant bear was roaring angrily, and kept slapping the iron cage holding him with a pair of mountain-like giant claws, but the iron cage was not known to be made of, under the heavy attack of the golden giant bear, only bursts of sparks scattered, but it was not deformed at all.
"Gold-level fierce beast!" As soon as he saw the giant bear, Xia Zuo gasped in his heart, although this giant bear was angry, but his eyes were full of wisdom and sanity, which was not found by the fierce beasts below the gold, and the majestic aura of the mountain and the vast earth was even more powerful than the snow field he had ever seen.
"Click" At the signal of the chief Oss, the god of war under the altar opened the mechanism of the iron cage, and the iron fences on all sides collapsed, and in the dull loud noise, the angry giant bear had no time to struggle or howl, and the huge body that was ten meters high spontaneously flew into the sky.
At a slow speed, he climbed above everyone's heads, and when the golden body was like a golden star in the night sky, Angus's unique voice seemed to sound between heaven and earth at the same time, "With the blood of fierce spirits, sacrifice to the god of war!"
The words prevented the words from falling, and the giant beast in the sky, the gold-level giant bear, only had to let out a heart-rending howl, and it exploded into countless debris with a bang, and the scarlet blood glowing with golden streamers sprinkled on the entire city of the god of war like a rain of blood.
"What a waste! If you give me this beast, I can at least raise my physical body to the peak of silver!" The scarlet blood rain sprinkled, and Achill babbled in pain, just one finger benefited him and Xia Zuo a lot, if it was a whole giant bear, then their flesh would definitely be raised to a terrifying level.
And Xia Zuo was shocked by Angus's methods, he had fought with the golden beast and knew very well how terrifying the beast that had reached this level was, it seemed to be a power that could overturn the entire earth, and it was definitely a more terrifying existence than an ordinary gold fighter.
But in the hands of Angus, it is so silent, no one has the slightest room for resistance to the shattering, if it is replaced by a gold fighter now, it is not in front of Angus has no power to fight back, this king of Campas, what kind of terrifying strength is the strength.
After the bass dragon horn sounded, countless horns sounded again, and this time it was regularly divided into different scales, alternating to different rhythms, all mixed into a very wild military music, representing the military music of battle, killing, and madness.
To the rhythm of the military music of the horns and the beating of the war drums, a long army of unknown stretches marched from the far end of the central avenue.
The army is getting closer and closer, and at the forefront are the Lionheart Legion of the Rhine and the Tiger Roar Legion of the Tygo Clan, both of them riding huge war beasts under their crotches, slowly walking through the altar at a neat and consistent pace, suppressing the bloody breath, full of scarred or scarlet or dark gold armor, the armor is full of animal heads, bones, fangs, and other decorations, all of which are styles that will no longer be used on the continent now, each of which exudes a heavy bloody breath that makes people unable to breathe, like a bloody river flowing from the altar money.
"It's so strong!" Xia Zuo frowned slightly, these soldiers did not deliberately exude their aura, but even so, the powerful bloody qi that emerged from the blood in his bones was still suffocating.
"Don't look at their armor is rusty, these things are all the standard armor of Lionheart and Tiger Roar when the ancient Hundred Clans War, each of them has experienced countless bloody storms, although many have been lost in countless wars, but there are still many generations of inheritance!" Xia Zuo's ear, Aqier explained to Xia Zuo with reverence.
Xia Zuo nodded knowingly, no wonder there is a quaint and stale feeling on these armors, these things are all energetic for ten thousand years of wind and frost, and they can still go to the battlefield, Xia Zuo can't help but be in awe of the Campas in his heyday.
Although the two teams together were no more than a thousand people, the solemn murderous aura that had condensed together had definitely silenced all the creatures within fifty miles of the surrounding area unconsciously.
After that, the wolf cavalry of the wolf clan followed, they were all wearing scarlet battle robes, wearing silver chain mail outside, and riding a giant wolf under the crotch who was also wearing armor, they did not carry a long dragon spear like the human cavalry but held a scimitar and a war sword, although there was no strong impact of the human cavalry, but the wolf cavalry that came and went like the wind was definitely the sharpest and deadliest knife of Kampas.
Before passing the stands, they came out of the body one after another, raised their knives to the sky, and shone in the firelight, like an invincible hurricane, swept past the front of the stage.
In the stands of the wolf clan, Charles Wolf King took all the wolf clan to get up and salute the pride of his clan, and at the same time, Gail, who was standing beside Charles, glanced at Xia Zuo coldly, and made a vague gesture to Xia Zuo to wipe his neck.
The wolf cavalry was followed by the Centaur Rangers, the Minotaur Celtic hoplites, the Bearmen and Centaurs of the War Elephants and Bears, and the Munk Tyranny Ape Hoplites, all of whom passed through the altar and paid their highest respects to the Knights of Campass, and then lined up on either side of the altar in distinct formations.
With the parades of all the Campas regiments regular, the dense drums of war slowed down slightly.
A scarlet-painted, gray-haired old Fawkes walks up to the altar with a bronze baby, escorted by four rows of sacrifices to the god of war, holding the baby to the sky with both hands, and singing the ancient ballad to bless the newborn prince of Kampas.
The people of the ten tribes of Kampas, who gathered around the altar in distinct circles, stood up and whispered prayers to the chanting of the sacrifice.
After an hour of prayer songs, when the prayer for the little prince ended, the entire city of the god of war roared, and thundered in the raging fire.
"Damn! it's over!" Secretly tearing open the tight neckline, Akir, who was finally able to sit down, whispered in Xia Zuo's ear.
Xia Zuo also looked tired, and the hours of repeated etiquette were finally over, making him more tired than fighting a dozen fighters.
"It's still easy!" Archer whispered with a relieved face, "Fortunately, this time it's the God of War Sacrifice that started in advance, everything has been simplified, if it is according to those damn rules in the past, those complicated rituals will take three days and three nights." (To be continued......)