A mixture of soldiers and professional butchers, more than 2,000 people received the order notice at the end and began to replace them with special oil-soaked cloth. This complex fabric has a good waterproof effect.

Bring another thing like a mask, two thousand butchers dressed up.

A butcher who originally lived in a town dozens of miles away came out of the wooden shed where he lived with a pointed butcher knife.

He swore that he had never seen so many butchers gather together in his life, and everyone was holding a butcher knife in his hand.

Some of the oil cloths were mottled, most of them were real butchers with their own clothes, while others were brand new. It was probably because the soldiers wore new oil cloth clothes.

In the surrounding animal sheds, a sense of uneasiness gradually spread in the animal cages, and the cries of animals and the roars of beasts kept ringing.

"Roar~~"

A sharp-toothed beast roared in the wooden cage, and although the hunger of the past period made it weak, it became increasingly cruel.

“Hold it down!”

Three or four steel forks, which were like Earth's police riot forks, reached into the gap in the wooden cage at the same time, and held the beast tightly.

"Roar~~~"

A butcher held a long-handled sharp knife and fixed it with an extended stick, and stabbed it hard at the position of the beast's major artery on the front and left leg with expressionless face.

"Roar~~~"

"Press it down quickly!"

"Ah!!!" "Strong!!!"

While the soldiers exerted force, blood was gushing from the legs of the beast. Under the wooden cage, the wooden basin that had been placed had been splattered with blood. The two soldiers pushed the bucket with their hands aimed at the direction of the blood.

At the same time, the other butchers and soldiers all began to find some more ferocious or stronger animals and beasts.

After a while, the wild beasts and livestock were all dying, and buckets of animal blood were transported to the top of the mountain one after another.

Although it is a god sacrifice, no church priest or sacrifice is present.

Brante stood on the mountain road with a frown and watched with his father as a bucket of steaming blood was sent to the top of the mountain, his ears were filled with the wailing of wild beasts.

"It's hard to believe this is to worship the gods."

Horno's expression was unchanged.

"A long time ago, there was indeed a habit of offering blood sacrifices to gods, but this time, it may not be..."

On the top of the mountain, soldiers carried wooden barrels and poured blood into the cracks in the large ground carved altar.

"Gulu...gulu..."

A sound of bubbles popping up frequently with the inflow of various blood.

The so-called "cleaning the altar" means that this wave of washing the altar with blood first, which will cause the altar to begin to appear "active" to a certain extent.

The altar that lasted until the evening consumed nearly 10,000 animals in total, and the butchers used various methods to release their blood to dry.

The whole mountain was filled with a strong smell of blood.

And Wogoff was also becoming more and more excited.

By the second day, more soldiers had already completed preparations. Near this mountain, about 30,000 imperial troops and 60,000 laborers have been gathered one after another.

As soon as the sun rose in the morning, the imperial emperor Vogfde had reached the top of the mountain, as did all the ministers and nobles.

The entire top of the mountain naturally cannot be as large as the foot of the mountain, but the mountain itself is a flat-top mountain. The top of the mountain is not steep, and the space is still very broad in comparison.

The altar in the center is covered in blood, which is the effect of yesterday's "washing the floor".

But surprisingly, although the smell of smell and blood are everywhere at the foot of the mountain, there is no strange smell at all. Even if the altar is painted with pigments, it should have a pungent smell after just one night.

"Vision...This is a vision..."

Vogoff was so excited that he could sit on the leather chair that he muttered to himself.

The emcee minister walked to the carpet in front of the emperor, knelt on one knee and asked for instructions.

"Your Majesty, the time is right, can you start?"

Vogoff had to clench his fists and loosen his body, then stood up from the chair and responded with all his strength.

"Go to start and offer the prayers of the Qinggli Empire to the gods!"

The minister bowed his head and took the order, stood up and walked step by step to a metal utensil like a drum on the wooden platform in front, and took a long pole with a metal head and wooden body from the soldier.

Luck swings the long pole amplitude with all the strength of the body, and then suddenly hits the gong.

"The ritual of sacrifice begins!!!"

"Bang~~~~~"

The golden gong sounded.

"Woo~~~~~~~~" "Woo~~~~~~" "Woo~~~~~"...

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The sound of trumpets and drums shook the sky, from the top of the mountain, on the side of the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain, the sound of gongs and drums sounded throughout the mountain.

The beasts and animals tied to wooden poles were all carried to the top of the mountain by soldiers and laborers.

"Qi Ling!!!"

The ceremonials shouted in five corners, and the butchers raised their hands and fell to accurately aim at the animals' veins.

All animals are surrounded by the "spirit ring" around the altar, closely surrounding the altar. The number of 300 heads is basically filled with the altar circle.

"Roar..." "Woo..." "Ao..."

All kinds of animals and beasts were wailing, watching their blood flow into the altar, and a breath of fear that ordinary people could not see spread, but was quickly absorbed by the altar.

"Next wave! Next wave!"

Before the first round of animals was about to be bleeding, the next round of 300 beasts were immediately lifted up and inserted into the gap between the two bloodletting groups in front and back to start bleeding, while the previous beasts were quickly lifted away.

All the remaining tens of thousands of animals will be bleeding, at least 100 times back and forth like this.

This is a long process and a terrifying process.

Seeing the veterans of the army, the generals, the ruthless nobles, the noble royal family, and even the butchers who were used to the death of animals, they gradually began to shudder.

The only time that the audience is always excited is the old man on the noble emperor chair.

Even though there were thousands of dead animals, what was even more strange was that so much blood did not overflow from the altar.

The supervisors involved in the construction and even some stonemasons knew that the altar surface was just a carved trough. Although it looked very deep, it was actually only a size of the two empires. (It was less than 1 meter)

This gap is actually limited, and other stones are still available for people to stand up.

Not to mention this gap, even a large pond of one meter deep the size of an altar, with so many animals bleeding, it should be a little responsive or even full.

Of course, perhaps blood leaking into the rocks and all of them penetrated into the mountain, but as long as they were not stupid, everyone now knew that it was definitely the cause of the altar itself.

No smell of blood came out! Not at all!

And the entire mountain top began to become more and more depressed, and this depression originated from the spiritual.

Even the sacrifice initiated by the bishop of the Church of Light never feels like this, which is beyond the scope of understanding of mortals.

The last animal was dried in blood, but the "Qi Ling" was not over yet.

In the shock of countless people, figures covered with black cloth were escorted to the top of the mountain.

"These are death row prisoners or severe prisoners selected from prisons in various cities! Let their dirty souls make some contributions to make up for their sins!!!"

The emcees shouted, and then issued the "Chi Ling" order to the soldiers around them.

The bodies of these prisoners were trembling slightly. They were hit by the soldiers with spears and fell to their knees at the altar, and then pressed directly on the altar blood ring.

Under the black head hood, the mouth was sealed, making the fear unable to be vented, and he could only scream "whip-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-wo

The moment they were pressed on the blood ring, their skin could clearly feel the viscosity and even the warmth of the previous blood stains.

"Puff..." "Puff..." "Puff..."

Three hundred strong prisoners were cut off their necks, and then their head hood was ruthlessly removed so that they could see their current state, each other, and this huge altar.

The struggle is ineffective and is held tightly by the soldiers who are also afraid of themselves. They are afraid that if something goes wrong, they will become a substitute.

"So cruel! So cruel!!!"

Qin Xiaoxia's longing body stood on the wooden gong and drum platform outside the altar and stared at the "living sacrifice" below, and then swept his eyes to the excited old emperor not far away.

After all the "spiritual enlightenment" rituals were completed, Wogf had to take deep breaths to adjust his emotions, step by step down from the imperial chair, and walk towards the altar.

The national sacrifice naturally requires His Majesty or the prince to open it instead of the emperor.

The whole day of blood-letting and enlightenment made it become dusk, and the light on the top of the mountain inevitably dim.

The red altar without any bloody smell has begun to emit a faint bloody light.

Everyone watched this scene with breath. At most, the altar itself shining can only be heard in the "God-level" stories preached by the church, but no one has seen them once.

But the... in front of you looks like there is no sense of sacredness...

Vogoff had to stand at the edge of the altar, his heartbeat reached a very dangerous level.
To be continued...