Ujda sank into a strange dream, and in a trance she thought she had returned to the territory of the Paigala Toast, and it was a full moon night after she had recovered from a serious illness, and for the first time the High Priest had received the report, he stood in front of her, carefully studying her eyes, and Tusi and his wife stood respectfully beside the High Priest, waiting for his verdict on whether Ujda could serve as a priest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Around her, the priests of the Tusi family were beating drums and rattling bells and singing odes to the god Guru, and the sacred sacrificial fire crackled and burned, reflecting her face green.

The sound of the carol was familiar to her since childhood, and she could continue to sing the whole carol when she heard the first word, but the carol she heard was indistinct, and she could not remember which verse of the whole carol was in any way, on the contrary, the rattle and the drumming were unusually loud, and the beat was played in accordance with her heartbeat, and she nervously waited for the others to move, and the people of the Pagangala Toast family gathered around her to watch the ceremony.

The High Priest held a freshly slaughtered white rooster above her head and bathed her in the blood gushing from the chicken's neck, announcing to the crowd that she had become the chosen priest of the Gruul God, and the cold blood ran down her neck.

Wait, how is the blood of a rooster that has just been slaughtered cold?

Ujda stretched out her hand in confusion, her eyes felt a blinding light, and she saw that the sun hung over her head during the day, not as dazzling as before, but a sickly yellow, and the drums and bells of the priests around her were deafening, and everyone was singing about the great power of the Gruul and the High Priest, who had just cast their great powers to defeat the "guardians of the people beyond the mountain" and "crush them to green clay" Now that they are no longer haunted by illusions, the last obstacle has been removed, and the wealth and children of the people outside the mountain will soon be obtained by them.

She looked at the High Priest in astonishment, but all she saw was the strange false man, who smiled regretfully at her, and then fell asleep again.

"Looks like she didn't do what you said. "The False Yi stood behind the High Priest who was receiving the congratulations of the Tusi nobles and said to him, he took out the bamboo stick given by the High Priest from Ujida's body, and the seven-inch bamboo stick made of deep mountain bamboo roots was attached to the silver head carved with a spider at both ends, and tied it with a leather rope, the same as when the High Priest handed it to her, the difference was that the bamboo stick was wrapped around a banana leaf, on which was engraved with a symbol to ward off evil spirits, and the whole banana leaf was immediately turned into ashes in the hands of the False Yi people, and then, he inserted the bamboo stick into the back of Ujida's neck, and the spider embossed on the silver head stretched out eight feet under his command, and pierced the girl's neck, strangely, not a drop of blood was shed。

Throughout the process, the Yiren walked around from time to time, some of them were still from the Gang Gala family, but none of them noticed that their little priest was sleeping in a sleeping position she had never seen before, as if they were just seeing an ordinary mountain wasteland, and the false Yiren was doing everything calmly, knowing that if someone noticed something wrong, the high priest would cover for him.

Ujida began her dream again, the cold blood sticking to her body, giving her special protection, and now she was no longer in the courtyard of Paigangara's Toast, she was surrounded by green sacrificial fire, and was sinking into another world.

She knew that it was another world, not the "world beyond the mountain" that the High Priest and others had mentioned to her, where the sky, the earth, and the air were different from her original world, if you used an analogy, it was like her original world being flattened, flipped, stretched, chewed, the sky was filthy and low, there were no stars and no moon, and the ground was undulating and tumbling like rolling clouds, and there seemed to be many stars twinkling between the clouds, and green flames surrounded her and fell downward, falling into an irregular pit like a whirlpool.

Now she knew that it was neither a pit nor a whirlpool, it was the mouth of the king of this quagmire world, and its appearance was a bit like the demon dragon in the priests' pictures, ah, it had neither wings nor claws, and it was called a dragon because the priests of the Gruul gods called all the indescribable monsters dragons,

Its body was longer than the nine peaks together, its body flashed with many pairs of eyes, each surrounded by curved claws, it was not the Gruul god - it was the king of the mire world.

There was only a little green fire left around her, the aroma of human flesh wafted far away in the mire world, and the ode of sacrifice sounded again, and the melodious voice resonated in this empty world, she was the living sacrifice of this sacrificial ritual.

The demon king raised his head in joy, and the intestines of the white flower flowers rushed out of its body, vying to catch this living sacrifice, and the reason why it was called intestines instead of tentacles was because each intestine could devour and digest its prey.

Ujda was unable to resist and was pierced through a bowel.

Her power flowed out of her body, and she felt like she was becoming one with the churning mire.

Her eyes were closed.

In another world, the False Yi Ren re-lifted the priestess's body, he pulled out the bamboo stick inserted into the back of her neck, reversed it, and then reinserted it into the back of her neck, and the whole ritual was reversed, this step was not completed by the ancient priests of the entire Jade Belt Country combined, but the False Yi Man didn't feel that he needed any assistants at all, oh, he already had many assistants- After the mirage illusion under Hualin was lifted, the first group of Yi people had already rushed into the villages on the plains, and the fresh souls of the dead were constantly replenished into the ritual circle. Although Xiao Ruyun had already launched the "River Mutiny" and sent the signal that the war was imminent, there were still a large number of villagers who felt that the war was just a distant legend and stayed at home with a fluke mentality and became victims.

The priestess's body shuddered a little, and a spider leg stuck in the back of her neck popped out, and it had been stained black like sludge, without the brilliance of half of the silver.

When all eight spider legs are popped out, the ritual of advent is complete, and at that time, the entire Shuanghe County will be reduced to a sea of blood, and this is only the first step in revenge.

Thinking of this, the fake man once again showed a strange and stiff smile, that smile, if anyone saw it, must have thought that something was wrong with his face.

The dragon of the mire world let out a long howl of triumph, and the door of another world opened to it, and it could smell the fragrance of that world, and it was about to start an unprecedented slaughter in that world, but before it could set off, a small black stinger pierced its body.