Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Witch Warrior
"Sacrifice!"
The Fenggon Tribe.
On the altar symbolizing the round sky, Hua Xu was wearing a red animal skin sacrifice robe at this time, and the sacrificial staff in his hand fell heavily.
As Hua Xu's words fell, Li led a group of clansmen to carry a huge, tightly bound beast, with heavy steps, and walked over from a distance with a solemn face, stepping on the altar step by step.
Under the altar, the clansmen of the Fenggon tribe also had solemn faces, and their eyes did not focus on Li and others carrying the sacrifices as in the previous fire sacrifices, but stared closely at Hua Xu standing solemnly on the altar.
This is a sacrifice unlike anything that has ever been done before.
It was also the first time in the history of the Fenggon tribe that a sacrifice was held outside of the Fire Festival.
At this moment, the people of these Fenggong tribes don't know why their witches, as the leaders, suddenly held this sacrifice, but as the clansmen of the tribe, the memories engraved in the depths of their bloodlines and their belief in the divine fire made them not slack off at all about the sacred sacrifice, even if they were puzzled in their hearts.
At this time, they were dressed the same as at the time of the fire festival, and the brand-new animal skin clothes that were originally used for the next fire festival were worn by them, and the animal teeth that symbolized honor were also embellished on their bodies.
"Boom! Knock knock! ”
The sound of heavy footsteps stepping on the steps of the altar was especially evident in this quiet environment where no one was holding their breath and making a sound, like a heavy drum beating in the hearts of the people.
"Boom!"
With the sound of a heavy object falling, the giant beast fell to the center of the altar, and the sudden pain made it wake up as a sacrifice, and subconsciously wanted to struggle and roar, but the next moment, it seemed that because the altar was filled with the power belonging to the gods, its eyes flashed a trace of panic, and even the movements that had just struggled suddenly stopped, and its body began to tremble violently.
Hua Xu stared at the sacrifice that had been placed on the altar, took a deep breath, and then she stepped forward, raised the sacrificial staff in her hand without saying a word, and pierced the other party's head fiercely with a frightened expression.
With a silent wail, blood gushed down the sacrificial staff, but the next moment, a crimson light flashed, and flames poured out of its body, covering its entire body in the blink of an eye.
Hua Xu's expression condensed slightly when she saw this, and then she saw her footsteps move, stepping on a strange trajectory, and began to dance in front of the burning flames.
Witch Ritual Dance.
This is based on the dance danced by the Fenggon tribe during the fire festival, and the witch sacrifice dance created by Fengxi belongs to the gods and people of heaven and earth, and at this moment, it was performed by Hua Xu.
"Sacrifice!"
When Hua Xu danced the sacrificial dance, under the altar, a group of people from the Fenggon tribe also twisted their bodies and began to dance with Hua Xu's rhythm.
Dance!
It is a ritual that belongs to the gods of heaven and earth, and with the sacrifice as the guide, a witch with the appearance of the fire, leading the sacrifice held by the clansmen who have believed in the flame for generations, even if it is not on the day of the fire sacrifice, it also awakens the power of the fire at this moment.
I saw that on the bluestone of the altar, the fire that was originally burning quietly suddenly burned generously, as if in response to everyone's sacrifice, the flame rippled, and in an instant, the entire sacrificial square was enveloped.
The crimson flame, which enveloped everyone, belonged to the power of the fire, and began to merge into everyone's body.
"God! Fire! ”
The clansmen who were beating felt the power pouring into their bodies, and suddenly paused, and then, their faces showed joy, and the response of the divine fire made them let out bursts of cheers and beat harder.
At the same time, the dancing Hua Xu also sensed the awakening of the fire, and her face first showed a hint of joy, and then her face began to become heavy again.
Although the flame was completely awakened at the moment because of their sacrifice, she knew that this was only the first step, and the purpose of this sacrifice was not to give the fire strength.
"Hey!"
Hua Xu glanced up at the sacred mountain not far away, shrouded in mist, in the diffuse mist, the earthy yellow divine light seemed to be because of the awakening of the fire, the light was even brighter than before, as if the next moment, it was going to completely break through the fog and shine out.
Seeing this, a trace of hesitation flashed on Hua Xu's face, but the next moment, she immediately became firm again, and saw her pull out the sacrificial staff from the flames beside her.
The flames of the sacrificial beast were attached to it, and holding the sacrificial staff belonging to the witch in his hand, Hua Xu suddenly felt that his mind seemed to be connected to a great being.
Not only that, Hua Xu could even feel that at this moment, he could control the flames, and even the flame barrier that enveloped the entire tribe.
Everything in the tribe seems to be in her sight, and she can turn the entire tribe into a sea of fire with just one thought.
"This is the power of the gods!" Hua Xu's heart shook, her mind was connected to the fire, and for the first time, she really felt that the fire was a powerful force at the level of law.
A single thought can move the heavens and the earth, turn into a sea of fire, and in the realm of law, she seems to be omnipotent.
Gojin!
Hua Xu's mind suddenly turned a thought, that was the way Feng Xi had told him about Wu.
"Wu, can you really control the gods?" Hua Xu's heart couldn't help but shake.
The thought that she once regarded as more terrible than blasphemy, and even after becoming a witch, she never thought about it at all, seemed to have really become a reality at this moment.
She could clearly feel that as long as she stood on the altar, Wu was the only existence in the tribe that communicated with the gods, and she could even forcibly borrow the power of the fire, and even the entire legal domain.
What Hua Xu didn't know was the significance of the altar to the witch, especially the sacrificial witch, which was the most powerful hole card left by Fengxi to Hua Xu and to the Fenggon tribe. The rules that are inscribed in the jurisprudence of the torch are guided by the spirituality of the fire.
These, Feng Xi did not tell his Eminem, in his original plan, when the tribe encounters an invincible enemy, Hua Xu can hold a sacrifice and try to borrow the power of the fire, at that time, she will naturally understand all this.
Hua Xu hurriedly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, no matter whether Wu Dao can really control the gods or not, the most important thing now is to solve Xi's troubles.
As soon as she thought of this, she immediately followed her innermost feelings and began to "communicate" with the fire.
I saw that the flame suspended on the altar trembled slightly, and then floated up and drifted into the distance.
This is the first time that the flame has left the altar where it was enshrined after Fengxi left.
And in the direction where the flame fell, it was the mountain shrouded in mist.
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