At this moment.

Cheng Han encountered a very strange thing - the omniscient eye could not analyze which alien god this truncated finger belonged to.

This made him excited all of a sudden: "It seems that this amputated finger hides a huge secret. This is really an unexpected surprise!"

A severed finger is more than 500 meters long, and the complete divine corpse will never be less than ten kilometers, or even fifteen kilometers is not impossible. It has definitely reached the level of the main god.

Back in Tai'an Xiaoling Realm, he snatched a drop of the blood of a supernatural god from the supernatural god organization, but he was unable to analyze the name of the supernatural god.

Later, after obtaining the Divine Yuan fragment, I learned that the latter was the Lord of Ten Thousand Netherworlds who was overthrown by the three powers and brutally dismembered.

Cheng Han grinned: "The Lord of Ten Thousand Netherworlds is the main god of the ancient times. His strength once surpassed the three main gods. The owner of the severed finger is probably not weaker than the Lord of Ten Thousand Netherworlds.

"Maybe this guy is the main god from before the ancient times. He was active earlier than the Lord of Ten Thousand Netherworlds."

He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that the ancient times of this world have covered up too many secrets."

He loves big secrets best.

There is no other reason.

The bigger the secret, the bigger the benefit.

at this time.

In the frame at the very center of the halo.

Just as expected.

An outrageous large-scale sacrifice was quickly staged.

"In the name of my Lord!"

Accompanied by a voice that seemed to resound throughout the world.

A large piece of black mist fell from the sky and fell into the crowd.

A few moments.

The black fog dissipated.

A huge figure over six hundred meters tall, wearing black armor and surrounded by dark red mist, stood majestically on the square.

Cheng Han's eyes narrowed and he murmured softly: "The God of Dark Blood?"

The so-called "God of Dark Blood" is exactly the name of the huge figure.

This is the information analyzed by the all-knowing eye.

According to the Sart people, the three powerful gods are considered the "main gods", and their strength is roughly equivalent to the god king of the Wanhao tribe.

The gods below the three great powers belong to the "subordinate gods". Only a few have reached the level of god kings, and most of the rest are equivalent to god generals in strength.

This god of dark blood is exactly the latter.

The analysis results also show that this strange god was born before the end of the Middle Ages, and his breath completely disappeared more than 10,000 years ago.

It means - burped.

As for the cause of death.

Although the Omniscient Eye has not analyzed it, it is not difficult to guess that this guy will most likely die in the encirclement and suppression by the Wanhao Clan's god general and god king.

The three powerful gods have long been suppressed by Shenrong, and the remaining subordinate gods have naturally become the targets of elimination.

At this time.

The God of Dark Blood descended on the crowd, and his pair of giant boots naturally trampled hundreds of "sacrifice" into meat pies.

A large amount of blood gushes out from under the boots like a tide, and the scene looks extremely bloody.

The God of Dark Blood lowered his head and glanced at the blood. His face showed an obvious look of salivation, and the dark red mist on his body also fluctuated.

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However, she seemed to have some scruples and did not do anything to the blood, and immediately withdrew her gaze.

Cheng Han snorted softly: "No wonder Wan Hao's divine generals and divine kings call the Satyr gods 'stupid and barbaric'."

The so-called "savagery" naturally means ignorance and barbarism.

According to his understanding, most of the gods of the Satyr tribe are fond of blood sacrifices, while the Wanhao tribe strictly prohibits blood sacrifices. Even the divine generals and divine kings do not dare to cross this red line.

in the lens.

The God of Dark Blood suddenly recited the extremely difficult-to-pronounce Satyr language: "Kamasa...Londone...Elkda..."

Every time a word is shouted, a ripple appears on the halo screen.

This is the power of divine words.

This guy's power is not very strong, and he has been dead for tens of thousands of years, so it has little impact on the deduction. If the three superpowers opened their mouths, a casual word would cause the deduction to be interrupted.

More than ten seconds later.

An astonishing sight appeared.

Tens of thousands of bloody threads were seen, like wriggling flesh worms, emerging from the body of the Dark Blood God and swimming in all directions.

Each blood line penetrated the chest of a "sacrifice", then swam to the giant altar, and finally stuck tightly to the severed finger.

But the "sacrificial object" seemed to have no feelings at all, and still looked dazed.

at this time.

The God of Dark Blood suddenly raised his arms high, and the dark red blood mist all over his body instantly burned, and he shouted again: "In the name of my Lord!"

All the blood lines connecting the sacrificial objects lit up.

The bodies of more than 100,000 civilians began to age at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Their hair turns white quickly, wrinkles appear on their skin, and their muscles gradually wither. This is obviously a sign that their vitality is being drained.

Blood light surged in the blood line, surging towards the severed finger like liquid.

How many breaths have passed.

All the sacrifices suddenly woke up, with extremely painful expressions on their faces, and began to cry crazily.

"Ah~"

"It hurts so much~"

If there is only one person, maybe it doesn’t matter.

But a hundred thousand people were wailing together, and the scene was really frightening.

The God of Dark Blood watched this scene with a pair of huge eyes showing contempt.

Cheng Han sighed and lowered his eyelids.

Even though this happened tens of thousands of years ago, he still felt quite angry in his heart.

Little does he know that the essence of this huge blood sacrifice ceremony is to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people to awaken this amputated finger.

as expected.

One minute later.

The roaring screams that filled the sky completely disappeared.

Because of the more than 100,000 sacrifices, all of them died.

Look around.

This square was filled with shriveled corpses.

In each eye socket, no eyeballs can be seen at all, only a hollow hole.

Cheng Han glanced at the severed finger and said, "I'm really awake."

The severed finger on the giant altar has undergone obvious changes.

It was originally pale and bloodless, but now it has absorbed the lives and souls of more than 100,000 people, and its surface has turned a dull pink.

in the screen.

The God of Dark Blood gritted his teeth and waved his arm vigorously: "Go!"

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"Buzz! Buzz!"

The altar shook several times.

Even the ground in the square began to tremble.

Many shriveled corpses were torn apart, and skulls rolled all over the floor.

The next second.

A huge amount of red mist suddenly surged from the altar, completely covering the severed finger.

Cheng Han murmured softly: "Is it about to start?"
To be continued...