The sharp divine thoughts of the black-robed high priest kept firing on the ground. After about a quarter of an hour, a trace of decline finally appeared, just like a pause encountered by a person with an extremely long breath, which inevitably happened.

Chen Hao's whole body was shocked, and he seized the opportunity to remove the light yellow dust fog from behind a low hill, revealing everyone's figures. There was a sudden commotion in front of him. Several believers crawling on the ground stood up and walked towards him, with an inexplicable look on their faces.[]

"You guys, the priests have been waiting for a long time, why are you here now?" The middle-aged man in the lead frowned and looked over, and suddenly asked in confusion, "Where is Rodman, why didn't you see it? The Wizard Tatan said not long ago that he would go to see him immediately as soon as he came."

"Rodman..." A fine bead of sweat penetrated from Chilra's face. He glanced at Chen Hao of Gujing Wubo, and felt a sudden heart. He said in a vain in the middle of his mouth, "He was dead and was taken away by the wind beast. Even the witchcraft given by the wizard was lost because of this!"

"What!" The man exclaimed when he heard this, widened his eyes, which attracted some people next to him to look at him side. He clenched his fists and punched out a series of fists, which freeze less than an inch in front of Chilra's face.

"Absurd! He holds a witchcraft in his hand and has the highest cultivation level between you and you. How could he be taken away by the Wind Beast? Instead, you all survived?"

When Chilra heard this, she trembled in front of her. Facing the aggressiveness of the believers in front of her, her eyes asking for help were like waves of falling stones, hitting forward bit by bit.

"Ahem, it's actually like this." Chen Hao shook his head and responded with neither humility nor arrogantly. "The wind beast we encountered was all over red and rushing like a ball of jumping flames. Although the black wood witchcraft exploded, it could not stop its attack. Rodman was bitten by his throat in carelessness, and before he could struggle, he was quickly dragged away. His whole body was in pain. Even the witchcraft in his hand was tightly held tightly and he didn't let go, just like an antelope entering the mouth of a lion."

His voice had a magical power, which made the middle-aged man's mind a little dazed, and gradually hesitated his face. After listening carefully, the man sighed and said, "So that's it. We also call the fiery red wind beast the fire of the god of death. As long as it is targeted, it is generally difficult to escape. Even the wizard will be in danger when he encounters it. Not to mention a young man holding a witch weapon."

The middle-aged man finished speaking slowly, stretched out his right hand and waved it, indicating that Chen Hao and others could leave from the altar to participate in the sacred ritual of sacrifice. Even the girls from the Evil God Tribe were not bound, they were not curious about why.

"Lulechi, this group of people is a bit strange. Don't you ask more?"

When Chen Hao and his group walked away, a believer next to him suddenly came forward and asked strangely.

The middle-aged man's eyes were bright and flashing with shiny lights. Where was the confusion and confusion that he had before? He rubbed his chin covered with stubble and said coldly: "I don't know why, the boy named Cooper gave me a strange feeling, like a lurking abyss monster. As long as I say a word, he will pounce on me and tear me to pieces!"

"What!" The believer was shocked and blamed: "Then you let them go, I feel that Rodman died a little tricky. Maybe it was possessed by evil spirits. He controlled the minds of several young men to come and cause trouble for the sacrifice ceremony. If you do this, wouldn't it be that the wizard and the high priest were trapped in dire straits?"

"It's okay!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and there was no sign of worry in his mouth. He said confidently, "The adults' eyes are like torches, how could they be blocked by small tricks? I don't stop him because I'm afraid that he will hurt others suddenly. You and I can't escape this disaster. Isn't it easy to let the wizards with extraordinary skills take action?"

"I hope so..." The believers were nervous, suddenly their whole bodies were shocked, and their faces showed a deep sense of awe.

They all bent down and said softly, "The High Priest is watching. You are right. Judging from the power in this breath, all evil spirits will turn into pieces in the thunder attack. The previous worries are indeed unfair."

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Chen Hao successfully arrived under the black altar. Looking at the neatly arranged stone bricks several feet long, he sighed in his heart and left some thoughts to be a warning. As long as the wizards wearing golden masks have any abnormal movement, they will take the lead in killing them and get a chance in adversity.

He clenched his fists, and the two teenagers beating their chests made a bang of heartbeat, which was easily noticed by these wizards.

Fortunately, only two wizards slowly turned their heads and looked at them, and there was no movement. They stood on both sides of the steps, like tall statues carved from carved, with the scepters in their hands exuding sharp majesty.

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, gave a wink to everyone beside him, and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, we must meet the priest soon."

He calmed down his mind, moved slightly under his feet, and gently stepped onto a black stone staircase. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he only felt a gust of sinister wind rising from the soles of his feet and blowing all over his limbs. Countless noisy and gentle whispers resounded in his ears, as if countless resentful spirits were squeezing towards his body.

Chen Hao frowned, and the golden fire hidden in the acupoint shook slightly, burning the air flow that was spinning in his body cleanly. He walked forward slowly with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened just now.

What surprised him was that after Chilra and Connor walked onto the altar, there was no strange thing, but the girl suddenly twitched all over and collapsed to the ground, her eyes were turbid and confused, and she didn't know what kind of attack she had been hit again.

This altar seems to have been psychic, knowing how to tell whether the person coming is a believer of the gods on his own side.

Chen Hao walked slowly, and tried his best to easily support the thin and boneless girl. He took firm steps and dragged it step by step above the altar. In just a moment, he had already walked halfway.

"Wait!" A golden masked wizard suddenly spoke, and the scepter in his hand flashed with a faint light, faintly blocking their way.

Had he been discovered? Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat, and his true energy was slowly mobilized, and he measured the shocking attack he was about to be used. He replied indifferently, "Does the wizard have any instructions? The time is here, and the high priest is still waiting for the sacrifice to begin the ceremony."

"It's okay." The wizard shook his head and said, "If the priest hadn't agreed, how could I have stopped you recklessly in this situation?"

"Has the priest given an order?" Chen Hao's face turned ugly. Things were starting to tilt unexpectedly. He stared at the wizard, and a trace of undetectable murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Don't be too nervous." The wizard obviously had his expression wrong and smiled faintly: "He just asked if you felt anything strange on the way here."

"What's strange?" Chen Hao spoke in confusion and answered tentatively, "Report to the Wizard, except for Rodman being accidentally taken away by a fiery red wind beast, everything else is as usual."

"What, Rodman died? He also encountered the fire of death?" The wizard seemed very surprised when he heard this, and his whole body was trembling. He didn't know whether it was excitement or anger, but saw him approaching and lowering his voice, "Since that's the case, you should hurry up to the top of the altar. If the wizard who was given Rodman's witchcraft knew, I'm afraid you can't get rid of it. Only by staying next to the high priest, this person would not dare to act rashly."

Chen Hao exhaled a breath of turbid air and nodded understandingly. His figure passed by the wizard, but his heart was filled with turmoil for a long time.

The wizard was obviously very afraid of the person behind Rodman. I think the other party had a lot of tricks. If he hadn't encountered it accidentally, he would probably bring him a lot of trouble.

He accelerated his pace, and his figure grew higher and higher. At the end, he could see the faint clouds floating by from time to time. When he turned to look down, the believers were as dense as an ant colony, chanting unknown divine texts. Invisible forces burst out from their heavenly spirits and gathered together to form a sharp whirlwind, like a dragon flying into the sky, whistling into the black altar.

With a "buzzing" sound, something slowly woke up from the bottom of the altar, and a vast majesty overflowed from it, making people feel the urge to kneel down and surrender as soon as they touched each other. Many believers were inexplicably excited, and even more rapid chanting sounds sounded. Some people bit their lips in despair, and blood slowly flowed out, but they were unaware of it.

Chen Hao snorted coldly in his heart, and jumped and gently landed on the top of the wide altar. Looking at his deep black eyes from afar, both sides seemed a little surprised, silent to each other, and neither of them spoke first.

At this time, the few people behind him also came up. Nachirra and Connor immediately knelt down and shouted respectfully: "Welcome to the High Priest, the witches from the Evil God Tribe have been brought here, and you can start the ritual of sacrifice to the gods."

"I understand, you two will step back first." The man in black robe waved his hand and spoke slowly, with a strong irresistible majesty in his tone.

"Yes!" The two of them had a cold sweat on their foreheads and stood up and looked at Chen Hao nervously, and found that the latter did not care about them. Instead, they stood quietly like a clay sculpture, and had to bite their teeth and slowly descend down the black altar.

Shortly after they left, the black-robed priest lowered his face and shouted softly: "Very good, this is the first time I have encountered someone who has descended from a different space. I must seize this opportunity and escape from this damn world!"
Chapter completed!