Chapter Seventy-Six: The Year Beast
As soon as the beast tide ended, Marina City started the carnival mode.
It happened to be the middle of winter, and it had just achieved a crucial victory in the invasion of the beast tide.
Moreover, because of Ink Trace Xuan's technique, in this beast tide battle, there were miraculously zero casualties.
Of course, there were a few people who suffered minor injuries, which were purely self-inflicted.
Originally, he used the technique of controlling the sky to fly in the air, and he used the spiritual karmic fire to suddenly attack the beast tide.
But those muscular men of the Yao family, after a few sudden spurts, actually rushed into the group of beasts and began to fight with the beasts in close quarters.
After being inspired by them, more people joined the Yao family's camp.
Looking at the bandaged children of the Yao family on the street, Mo Zhenxuan always felt out of place with this world.
You have to ask for trouble, does this Yao family have their own shaking M nature?
Mo Zhenxuan couldn't help but shake his head, and his mind returned to the grand sacrifice in front of him.
This sacrifice was not fixed, but after solving the hidden danger of the beast tide, the people of the four major tribes made a temporary move.
According to the process of this sacrifice, Ink Mark Xuan had to lead the team to complete the sacrifice.
On the one hand, thank God for his blessing, and on the other hand, it is not another manifestation of Marina City's respect and gratitude to Mojixuan.
After a group of men in straw skirts with messy faces painted around a huge bonfire.
Ink Mark Xuan took the lead in sacrificing heaven and earth.
After a short process, the carnival began.
That night, all the people of Marina City took to the streets.
Countless girls carried large wooden sticks on their shoulders, and there was excitement hidden in their shy expressions.
Looking at the girls in this team with big sticks in their hands, Mo Zhenxuan couldn't help but take a step back.
Ji Xiufeng smiled and introduced the customs to Mojixuan.
The words were full of hints, and this old man still looked at Ji Xiaoling from time to time.
Mo Zhenxuan also glanced at it, today's Ji Xiaoling is still so moving.
A faint flush appeared on a pair of cheeks, and I don't know if it was caused by primitive rouge or shyness.
stared at it for a while, and then reluctantly withdrew his eyes.
Just kidding, is Ink Scar that kind of person?
"These people are just ignorant, since they have hinted at this, why don't they prepare the stick?"
After pinching out the filth in his heart, Ink Marks' gaze fell back on the crowd.
On the huge square, a huge bonfire was burning, and Erha carried the two sisters Jiang Wan and Jiang Yu to enjoy themselves in the crowd.
The atmosphere is even more lively.
However, in this lively field, there are a few "oops" cries from time to time.
After the scream, a woman could be seen, throwing the big stick in her hand, and happily dragging the man who had been knocked out by her to leave.
And as the oozing continued, in less than an hour, half of the men and women in the field were missing.
This primitive and direct method moved Mojixuan a lot.
This is the essence of culture, why was it abandoned?
I was thinking about it, and I was drinking the newly brewed fruit wine cup after cup.
Although the taste is a little less meaningful, the atmosphere is surprisingly good because of the wine.
After three rounds of wine, even if it was fruit wine, everyone on the stage couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
At this time, only a third of the people in the square remained.
Erha was crazy enough, and took the Jiang sisters to lie down next to Mojixuan and nap.
The two little girls, especially Jiang Wan, rarely relaxed.
At this time, they all fell asleep on Erha's soft abdomen.
Call......
The bonfire in the square was raised a few feet without coming, and everyone did not notice it, and the dance continued and the carnival continued.
Call......
The flames rose again, and the raging flames outlined a strange figure more than a foot tall in midair.
Year......
A sudden roar resounded throughout the audience, and Mojixuan on the high platform was the first to wake up.
The spiritual sense reached out in an instant, and quickly locked on to the source of the sound.
I saw that in the raging fire, the strange flame became more and more condensed.
In the picture of the spiritual consciousness, I saw the threads of spiritual energy, crisscrossing like the meridians of monks.
In the blink of an eye, the strange flame fell to the ground.
A three-pawed front hoof covered with red scales landed on the ground.
The qi of the five elements stirred up, and the drowsy head instantly sobered up.
"Get out of there!"
Before the voice fell, a strange beast two feet tall completely revealed its body.
The beast had long tentacles on its head, sharp teeth, and a fierce face.
It has four hooves, each with three claws. With the exception of the red hooves, the whole body is covered in blue-black scales.
At first glance, it looks like a wild wolf!
Such a shape appears in the middle of winter, coupled with the cry of "every year".
Ink Trace's memory was instantly activated, and in the memory, this strange beast was called "Nian"!
Mo Zhenxuan didn't dare to be careless, there were too many people in front of him, and he inevitably had some mouse-throwing traps, so he could only go quickly to the sky.
And the people who gathered around the Nian Beast, seeing this big guy who suddenly appeared, didn't think to run away one by one.
Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and drove the spell towards the year beast.
The beast let out a low roar, its huge mouth open, and ignored the spell that flew over.
I only heard a click, and the person who rushed over was swallowed by the year beast.
The people in the rear were enraged by the Nian Beast, so more people rushed over.
The beast rushed into the crowd, its two front paws opening left and right, and every time its huge mouth closed, one person died.
In just a few moments, there was a river of blood in the square.
Ink Marks Xuan hurried and hurried a step slower.
The strong smell of blood stimulated every nerve in his heart, and the year beasts that were hunting wildly in the crowd ignited his rage.
Bang!
A spell comes first.
That year, the beast was instantly struck, and its huge body flew upside down.
Taking advantage of this interval, the frenzied crowd finally calmed down and retreated to both sides amid the screams of the Ink Marks.
The Great Chieftain of the Four Great Clans flew down and stood guard in front of Ink Marks.
"You are no match for it, go and help the people evacuate!"
The four of them looked at each other, and after a brief hesitation, they immediately took action.
Erha was also awakened, and at this time, his fat body stood in front of Mo Zhenxuan.
On the other side, the Nian Beast was waiting for its bronze bell-like eyes to look at Ink Marks Xuan and Erhalai.
A large head swayed from side to side, and then sticky saliva dripped from its mouth.
The head stopped shaking, and the four hooves began to secretly accumulate energy.
Since this monster is a year beast, the method of dealing with the year beast should be feasible!
Mo Zhenxuan flipped his hand and took the five-element cannon into his hand, and the sudden burst was a five-gun burst.
As the five elements of bullets were activated, a loud sound was also heard.
That year, there were no more hard bullets, and his two-foot-tall body miraculously avoided the attack of every bullet.
The bullet shattered, driven by the five-element formation.
And when he looked at the Year Beast again, he found that it had already left the enveloping range of the formation.
"The rumors are very harmful, who is spreading rumors that the Nian beast is afraid of loud noises!"