It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1178 Is the sacrifice this time the king himself? (Please vote for me at the end of the month)
Chapter 1178 Is the sacrifice this time the king himself? (Please vote for me at the end of the month)
Ten days before the Dark Days.
The Lord of Glory's army, including 3,000 regular troops, 2,000 hired adventurers, and 5,000 slave soldiers composed of local indigenous people, crossed the border pass in a mighty manner.
A high-level warrior, a high-level priest, and hundreds of indigenous warriors stationed at the border of the Kingdom of the Sun were almost defeated in front of the overwhelming force of the Heavenly Knights of the Glorious Holy See.
Seven days before Dark Day.
The airship leapt out of the rain forest, drew a long arc, arrived at the royal capital, and stopped in the square in front of the royal palace.
The high priest held his head high, held the sun disk, and stepped off the airship. Although the light on the sun disk was still dim and weak, it was no longer the bronze color when he set off. In addition to the brilliant golden color, it also had a hint of
Golden orange flame.
The gates of the palace and temple were open. Priests and nobles, dressed in fine clothes, lined up to greet them in the square. The moment the light on the disk shone, everyone from the king to the priests let out a sigh of relief.
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Five days before the Dark Day.
The vanguard of the Lord of Glory's army has already crossed a five-hundred-mile distance, heading straight for the royal capital. Of course, how many of the indigenous slave soldiers deserted the team, and how many of the indigenous slave soldiers were buried in other places, this is one thing that will never be known
I know the problem.
Governor Martinez and Archbishop Bartolome, these two legendary masters, have long since left the team and are missing.
Four days before the Dark Day.
The procession of the Great Temple, the royal family, and the nobles set off from the Royal Capital and rushed towards the Holy Lake outside the Royal Capital. Grete and Archmage Baierbo were also among the procession, preparing to visit the Great Festival of the Dark Sun.
The Holy Lake is still more than a hundred miles away from the royal capital. It doesn't sound far, but it took two days to circle back and forth among the mountains, go up and down the mountain, and walk along the plank road close to the cliff. Even if the group of people are strong,
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Gretel followed the team, with the nobles' sedans in front and the priests' sedans behind. It was crowded like the Huangshan Mountain Road on National Day. However, the senior brother was in charge of him and did not allow him to fly directly, so he could only complain in a low voice:
"Why should we follow the team...Why can't we go directly to the Holy Lake...Can't you just let me fly for a while..."
"Don't go!" Archmage Baierbo glared at him with a dark face:
"The mountain is so steep! The mountain wind is so strong! With your flying skills as a three-legged cat, if you are not careful, you will be swept up and hit the mountain!"
Grete:T_T
"I'm telling you not to practice flying! I'm telling you not to practice teleporting! Once you've mastered it, even if you can't fly at this time, you can still teleport to the opposite mountain to see the scenery, and then teleport back!"
Gretel: ...My teleportation technique can only be practiced at a fixed point in the hospital...
"Besides, haven't you been talking about the sense of ritual and ceremony? After walking for two days, it will be enough to have a sense of ceremony. Then it will be more comfortable to go to the lake to watch the sacrifices!"
Gretel:→_→
Brother, your concept is very advanced!
This is what you call an immersive experience!
Did you go to the Department of Control and Control some time ago for further studies?
In any case, the senior brother strictly prohibited it, so Grete could only follow the team honestly. Fortunately, the Phantom Horse could automatically follow and find the path without him having to worry about it, and he could even lie down on the horse and sleep.
Comparing the people walking around, carrying sedan chairs, and riding on the backs of alpacas with fear, well, the happiness index is still very high~~~
After walking for two full days, it was already late at night when the group arrived at the Holy Lake. Gretel slept on the back of the phantom horse without knowing anything about him. It wasn't until the next morning when he stood on the edge of the lake that his eyes opened.
Shining brightly, he softly said "wow":
"What a beauty……"
The clear lake surface reflects the blue sky. The sky on the plateau is originally extremely blue, and it is reflected in the lake water, dyeing the entire lake into a huge sapphire, with a wisp of white clouds in the middle, without any variegation.
At the end of the lake, towering snow-capped mountains stretch endlessly. The sun has just risen, and the sunlight shines on the snow-capped peaks, reflecting the white peaks into a golden color, and reflecting thousands of golden lights in the lake.
Standing by the lake, taking a breath of the cold air, it felt like being in a fairyland on earth. Gretel couldn't help but squat down by the lake, stretched out his hand to grab a handful of water, patted his cheeks, and shivered twice in a row from the cold.
"The snow water from the holy mountain flows here and turns into a holy lake. Whenever the Sun God feels tired, she will sink into the holy lake to bathe and recuperate. When she has had enough rest, we will summon her again...
"
The middle-aged priest who was responsible for guiding and accompanying Grete and others walked slowly to his side and explained to him:
"Dear guest, please come with me on board. The place where we worship is not by the lake, but on the holy island in the middle of the lake, where there is the Temple of the Sun and the temples of many gods."
While they were talking, the royal family, high priests and nobles had already begun to line up to board the ship, preparing to go to the island.
Grete looked around curiously and saw that they were not on ordinary wooden boats, but round and fat boats with both ends tilted up, like straw boats. Some were big and some were small, and the small ones could only be said to be like
There is a bathtub, and the big one can have several rooms on it:
"Hey, what is this?"
Grete asked curiously. While asking, he quietly prepared a defensive spell: Is this straw boat reliable?
Could it be that halfway through the voyage, it took in enough water and sank?
Let me think about the defensive spells that need to be prepared in the water... Underwater breathing is needed, and buoyancy is also needed. Cold and heat resistance are always hanging on the body, but it is best to prepare another spell to protect the clothes.
Get wet...
"This is a cattail boat woven with cattails from the holy lake." The middle-aged priest smiled and answered patiently:
"Only this kind of cattail boat, which carries the power of the earth, the holy mountain and the sun, is allowed to sail in the holy lake. Don't worry, this kind of boat has been sailing in the holy lake for thousands of years, and there will be no problem."
Even if Grete felt that there was a problem, he could not use the flying spell at the moment, or take out the magic item [Ship in a Bottle] he carried. He followed the priest's guidance and set foot on a medium-sized, but particularly cute grass boat.
Boat--
The straw boat was painted in the shape of a teal duck. The sides of the boat were painted with regular patches of reddish brown, like the feathers of a teal duck. The bows on both sides were specially tied with cattail grass to look like duck heads, with a pair of flat protrusions.
Flat duck beak.
The cattail boat paddled gently, pushed away the waves, and traveled between the islands covered with reeds and cattails, arriving at the edge of the Holy Island. A long stone road was paved from the pier to the center of the Holy Island, with a towering sky depicting the sun.
The temple gate in the shape of a temple stands tall and majestic.
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Early the next morning, a golden light rose from the top of the snow-capped mountains. Gretel stood by the lake waiting for the sacrificial ceremony, and was shocked to see the king being pushed out by them, stripped naked, covered with gold powder, and put on a small boat...
Gretel:……
wait wait wait!
Could this sacrifice be the king himself?!
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I'm sorry that I made a mistake today and set the wrong time... Then... I'll post today's two chapters together, and they won't be available tonight...
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