The fifth day of the Blood Sacrifice Festival.

Before it was dark, the gladiatorial stands were filled with spectators waiting for a bloody feast, and all the Vidocq were in full costume.

In normal times, Vidocq, like their people, is just two pieces of cloth covering key parts in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

But today is different.

As a guardian race, Vidocq has the honor of sacrificing to their ancestors.

They wore various monster fangs necklaces at the joints of their knees and elbows, and a bone dagger tied to the outer thighs. It is made from the ribs of the first hunted tribesmen or beasts when they complete the rite of passage, symbolizing courage.

They also wore a crest of various bird feathers on their heads, the two longest of which were the feathers of the Rocky Daran Giant Eagle, which made them look like they had suddenly increased their height by half a meter.

Chris was in the gladiator's passage, looking through the special guardrails to see the pomp and circumstance of the killing field.

I saw that all the Vidocq in the venue had gone down, surrounding the naked "Vidocq" stone sculpture ten meters high in the middle, and there was an iron cage behind each of them.

They dragged it with their arms growing out of their ribs, and inside the cage was a ferocious beast.

They were the appetizer of the pomp and ceremony and Vidocq's sacrifice to the ancestors.

When the pillars of fire are lit on the stone carvings, the Vidocq will dig out their hearts alive with bone daggers and eat them raw in front of the stone carvings, as a sign of the Viks' heritage of killing and their respect for their bloodthirsty ancestors.

Bloody rituals, savage races.

Georgia, who then presided over this year's blood festival, picked up a handful of blood from the feet of the ancestors' stone carvings and walked to his protagonist today.

In the ultimate challenge of this year's gala, the three warriors who defended Vic's dignity, Willy, Harry, and Kupe, have fallen to their knees on the sand.

They did their best to stretch their necks as long as possible to show their devotion to the blood of their ancestors.

Georgia dripped blood from her hands on the trio's heads, bare in front of her jet-black braids.

"O Vic people born to kill, Vic warriors who feed on blood, tonight you are the long knives of the ancestors, the hands of the ancestors! Tear apart the bodies of your enemies and eat their hearts in front of your ancestors! Go and harvest the souls of your enemies and sacrifice their suffering to the glory of our ancestors! ”

"Vic! Vic! ”

The three of Willy kept repeating it like a dream, and their voices grew louder and louder.

It also drove all the clansmen in the audience, and the entire gladiatorial arena resounded with neat and fanatical shouts.

"Vic! Vic..."

It was in such a frenetic atmosphere that the three of Chris walked into the gladiatorial arena.

To the Viks, they were sacrifices, just like the beasts that had just been killed by the Vidocqs.

Andre looked around, pulled a sword flower, and his voice was full of teasing, "It seems that these fools are in a good mood, and it is estimated that the dancing girls in the tavern will make a lot of money tonight!" ”

He also carried a long sword behind his back, which was smeared with the potion given by Joe, like the dagger strapped to Chris's thigh and the spare dagger at Vincent's waist.

Last night, Joe had made a point of explaining that the old witch's potion was only effective for Willy alone.

As for why, she explained it this way:

Willy was one of Georgia's most highly regarded and powerful men, positioning Joe in the same role as Denise and Georgia - the equally ambitious Joe saw Willy as a stumbling block on the road to glory in the future.

But Joe is clearly different from Denise.

Denise abides by the rules of the race, and no matter how much she hates Georgia, she never thinks of getting rid of her by doing something or pretending to be someone else. Joe, on the other hand, thinks about it all the time, and does everything possible to remove the stumbling block in advance.

Two years ago, she learned about Willy's lifestyle through various channels.

Details include excretion several times a day.

When she learned that Willy was particularly fond of half-cooked rock mutton, she arranged for her men to come into contact with the servants who were preparing the food for Willy.

Her men taught the Willy servants how to make the rock lamb even more delicious, after adding a condiment.

This condiment does not have any toxins or side effects.

However, if this condiment is met with a carefully concocted potion, such as the one she asked the old witch to secretly concoct, it will make people feel in a trance in just one minute.

One minute, in any battle of life and death, can decide everything.

When Joe finished speaking last night, the three of Chris consciously moved their steps away from this extremely delicate and vicious woman.

Lapsey, who was listening quietly, regretted why he had a good time.

He hurriedly offered to contribute half of the proceeds of his slavery to Joe for free, in order to prevent this woman from using the same mind on herself in the future.

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

Victors are exiting the arena one after another, giving up the focus of the arena to the carnage that is about to begin.

And Georgia, who presided over the blood festival, was the last to leave.

He pressed his hands downward, and the entire arena fell silent in an instant.

This feeling of being in control of the whole situation is wonderful, so wonderful that Denise's body can't help but pause when she walks into the stands, and her heart is even more eager to become a high priest.

Georgia struck the same posture as the ancestral stone carving, one fist soaring into the sky, shouting loudly.

"Glory! Glory! ”

The three of Willy slowly got up from the ground, their eyes already red, and the blood flowing from their heads was like messengers of death.

"Glory! Glory! ”

Their mouths were also shouting, and they walked towards the sacrifice that belonged to them.

Chris was still carrying the long knife on his back, and he was the first to step out of the column and stop five meters in front of Willy.

"You're Willy, aren't you?"

Chris slowly drew his long knife and dragged it to the ground, it had become his habit, "If you promise me one condition, I can tell you a secret, about Joe." ”

Willy cracked his mouth and laughed, "Weak human, do you still want me to spare your life?" Haha..."

His teeth were also red with blood.

"No, I know I'm going to die today."

"Uh..."

Willy's laughter was choked for a moment, and he looked at the young man with interest.

He is very confident in his own strength, and he also knows the strength of his opponent, and killing him is like pinching an ant to death.

When they are not hungry, the cat catches the mouse, and often deliberately releases it and catches it again, so that it bites to death when it is tired of playing.

Willy did not attack immediately.

Because he suddenly wanted to know what tricks the little mouse in front of him was playing.

Rats can't kill cats anyway.

Seeing this, Chris was overjoyed, and took advantage of the situation to stick the long knife in the sand, making a solemn expression, "I am from the north, a noble family that has been inherited for two hundred years, and I am an honorary knight the moment I was born!" So, if it is destined to die, I want to die as a warrior, not as a slave! For the glory of the knights! ”

After saying that, Chris inserted his long knife into the sand and solemnly gave a knightly salute to Willy, "Good day, strong opponent!" May our battle be born of glory, no matter who wins in the end. ”

In normal times, Willy would also smile and say good day, and then promise to let the other party die with honor.

But now all Victor's eyes are on him, so he doesn't dare to make an outrageous move.

Therefore, he was silent for a while and then directly scoffed, "Bullshit knight, boring and stupid human!" Only the great Vics deserve glory, you are only sacrifices! Waiting to be slaughtered! ”

Ha, hooked!

Chris, who was rejected, was not only not depressed, but snickered for a while.

Because the battle between Andre and Vincent has begun!

Now Willy is still in the mood to speak quickly instead of jumping right on him, which proves that he has been moved.

So Chris didn't speak anymore, but just took a shallow knife to the chest with a dagger, leaving a faint blood mark, and said "I will honor the knight with my blood", and then raised the long knife.

The frost-white blade was extra cold in the firelight, pointing straight at Willy.

The meaning is obvious.

Since you don't want to reach a consensus, it's a matter of getting started.

But Willey didn't move.

His eyes flickered.

The little mouse on the other side talked about his future rival Joe, which made him scratch like a hundred little mice in his heart.

After a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke, "Human, if you tell Joe's secret, the mighty Willy can make you die a happy death." ”

He agreed.

Chris, who was overjoyed, remained silent and just threw the dagger at his feet.

"Damn it!"

Willy couldn't help but scold, "If you dare to lie to me, the mighty Willy will crush every bone in your body!" He picked up the dagger and stabbed it in the chest, leaving a faint trail of blood.

Chris smiled.

I smiled happily.

Because rats can't kill cats, but curiosity can.

"You know what? Willy, Joe has a potion against you, and he applies it to that dagger. ”

Chris's voice was soft, but to Willy's ears, it was as heavy as thunder.

But he was in no mood to continue the war of words.

He felt his head suddenly become heavy, everything in front of him suddenly blurred, and his opponent was already swinging a sword.

Chris won't waste his only chance.

After all, the effect of the medicine is only one minute.

The first knife was blocked back.

The second knife was blocked again.

Third, fourth, fifth, sixth....

The seventh knife slashed through Willy's arm, splashing a few drops of blood.

The eighth knife slashed through Willy's waist, allowing blood to spread throughout his thigh.

The ninth knife opened Willy's stomach and caused the intestines and internal organs to flow all over the ground...

The tenth knife cut off the black and shiny braids and the huge and ugly head.

As soon as the most powerful Willy died, the battle was out of suspense.

Although Kupe and Harry worked hard, they couldn't turn the tide of the battle.

Chris broke at least three ribs from a deathly punch to his right chest; André was also stabbed in the back, the masterpiece of Harry's quick knife; Vincent was unharmed, but tired like an old dog panting in the shade of a tree in the middle of summer.

When the dust settled, a huge figure leaped from the stands into the field, accompanied by a huge roar, "Georgia, you have defiled the glory of the ancestors!" I, Denise, will dig out your heart and ask for the forgiveness of the ancestors! ”

But Georgia didn't end up.

Rather, he is angrily justifying this.

Because when Willy died, all the Victors in the stands had angry faces on their faces.

In the realm of the strong, it is not difficult for them to see that Willy was killed.