However, they generally met the expectations of the white-haired young man.

After that, the white-haired young man took two Tianhu tribe members who had not regained their strength and went to other regions, intending to use the earth nodes of other regions to infuse them with spiritual power.

As for those Tianhu clan members who had regained their strength, the white-haired young man casually explained a few words and left them in Ben's dense forest.

At this stop, the white-haired young man came to a primeval forest covered with vines.

Here, even the most experienced hunter cannot survive a night.

Even the monsters that dominate the ordinary mountains and forests are just ordinary beast-like existences in this primitive forest.

Here, there lived an evil god. Before the encirclement and suppression battle against the white-haired young man started more than ten years ago, this evil god once kept the nearby humans as slaves.

Every once in a while, these humans would carry twelve boys and girls into this primeval forest with the highest sacrificial ceremony.

No one knows what these boys and girls experienced after the sacrifice. How many human corpses were piled up under the vines in this primeval forest. After the battle more than ten years ago, the evil that originally dominated this place...

God, suddenly disappeared.

When humans follow the custom of sending boys and girls to the virgin forest, the evil wind that should have appeared and swept away the twelve boys and girls did not appear this time.

The humans in charge of the sacrifices, after guarding them for a day and a night, took the twelve boys and girls back as sacrifices in fear.

The reason why they were not left in the primitive forest was because these humans knew very well that there were many beasts and monsters in this primitive forest.

If the evil god did not come, but was swallowed up by those guys, their sacrifices would eventually be settled on their heads.

Having been enslaved by evil gods for hundreds of years, the humans living in this area have actually been miserable for a long time.

However, the rulers among them can always find ways to keep themselves out of trouble.

He sent troops to capture the city, gathered prisoners of war, and raised them as livestock, just to let them multiply and provide a steady stream of sacrifices to the evil god.

As for the evil god who lives in the primeval forest, as long as there are sacrifices, he will not ask where the sacrifices come from. Over the years, humans in high positions have gradually forgotten that those sacrifices are also of their kind.

fact.

They regard those children with ignorant gleams in their eyes as pigs and sheep to numb their hearts.

After that sacrifice was not collected, humans in high positions began to panic.

At first, they thought that they had done something wrong and that they had made the evil god dissatisfied. If they refused to accept the sacrifice, they were planning to bring disaster.

However, as the days passed in an atmosphere of fear, the blame from the evil god never came.

These humans began to think that the evil god might have moved away from this area, or that the evil god had died for some reason unknown to them.

Human beings no longer provided sacrifices to them, and those prisoners of war who were raised as livestock seemed to have lost their use value. Just when the ruler ordered that all the prisoners of war be killed, a courtier spoke up and said:

"The evil god may come back. If these prisoners of war are trapped and killed, it will be troublesome if there are no sacrifices."

The ruler felt that what he said was reasonable, so he ordered to keep these prisoners of war for another year.

If after a year, the evil god still has not returned, he will trap and kill them all.

There was no need to provide sacrifices, and the supervision of these prisoners of war gradually became much more relaxed.

The soldiers just surrounded them in the city, preventing them from trying to escape, and began to ignore their lives in the city.

As time went by, a force quietly emerged in the city where prisoners of war were held.

After half a year of planning, they finally attacked the defenders late one night and completely seized control of the city.

When the ruler heard the news, he was furious and immediately sent heavy troops to encircle and suppress the people.

Facing a well-equipped army, those thin and frail descendants of prisoners of war who were usually kept as livestock had no chance of winning.

The city was easily captured. Soldiers on war horses rushed into the city, waving their sabers and slaughtering people wantonly. In this bloody killing, the soldiers noticed that everywhere in the city, the man who had proposed to the ruler to stay was visible everywhere.

Below are portraits of the ministers of these prisoners of war.

The prisoners of war vilified the minister's image and smeared filth on the portrait to express their hatred for the minister.

At this moment, many soldiers suddenly realized that perhaps death was not terrible for these prisoners of war who were kept as livestock.

Survival is the real torture. The massacre only lasted for half a day, and there were no more living soldiers in the city. The next task of the soldiers was to bury the corpses piled up like a hill to prevent the corpses from rotting and causing a plague.

Seven or eight soldiers, covering their mouths and noses with pieces of cloth, pushed two wooden carts, carrying corpses from a street to the carts, stacking them on top of each other, intending to push them out of the city and bury them.

Just when they had just lifted up the two corpses, a soldier suddenly let out a scream.

His shouts immediately attracted the attention of other soldiers.

They hurriedly threw the corpse aside, pulled out the sword from their waists, and quickly came to the shouting soldier. The shouting soldier also drew out his sword and pointed at a gap where the bodies were stacked.

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the sword, only to see two red lights flickering in the dark gap.

It was as if there was a bloodthirsty ferocious beast hiding in the gap, watching them with eager eyes. "What is it!" A daring soldier who had killed countless enemies on the battlefield quickly stepped forward and pointed at them with a knife.

Stab it through the gap.

Everyone at the back saw only the two red lights that were extinguished when he drew his sword, and the next moment, the stacked bodies suddenly flew into the air, and a figure flashed past the soldier who drew his sword like lightning.

The next moment, blood poured out, and the soldier's head was severed, falling to his feet amid the gushing blood.

And that figure rushed into the soldiers at the rear.

In just a few blinks, several soldiers wearing armor and holding swords were dead and dismembered.
Chapter completed!