Chapter 987: Rules must be established for the natives of the Eagle Country
The episode in the square ended quickly.
Except for the deputy chief judge of Lucerne, who was hung up from the street lamp, all the other prisoners were taken away by category. High-level warriors and high-level spellcasters were taken into two large pyramids respectively, and ordinary prisoners were taken around the pyramids and into the dungeons...
As one of the participants in this war, the magicians were naturally invited to participate in the ceremony of sacrificing the gods. What? To kill people? What? To be sacrificed alive?
Oops, it’s rare to see a large-scale indigenous ceremony. Even if it’s to increase your knowledge, you should at least watch it!
So, the next morning, when the first ray of morning light illuminated the earth, Gretel was carried out by the senior brother, and he looked down at the neat queue in the square.
White Eagle warriors, Black Eagle warriors, nobles, and adult men stood in square formations. Dozens of White Eagle warriors, two serving each, carried the prisoners across the square and towards the pyramid.
Under the pyramid, the Golden Eagle warriors faced each other in pairs, standing neatly on the steps. Each pair picked up a prisoner, dragged them up the highest step, turned their backs to the sky, and pressed them on the stone trough.
Tratoani held an obsidian dagger and stabbed him. The golden-robed archbishop who was first dragged to the altar was already in a daze, as if he had lost consciousness. At this time, he still let out a scream that pierced the eardrums.
Even though Gretel was several hundred meters away from him, he shuddered subconsciously. He murmured:
"There's no anesthesia, no disinfection... at least kill the person first! Even if you don't kill them, just cut them alive..."
On both sides, a hand stretched out to hold Gretel's palm. The right hand was dry, strong, warm and delicate. Gretel looked in the direction, and Cerira stared at him and nodded lightly.
The cold silver light in the eyes of the silver dragon girl has not faded away, and it is obvious that the scene below also makes her very uncomfortable, but she still smiled comfortingly at him. Gretel reluctantly smiled back and turned to the left:
Linn held his hand, which was cold and wet. Gretel raised his eyes and saw that the black-robed necromancer's face was extremely pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Gretel took a deep breath and shook his hand back hard.
:
"never mind."
"I know……"
There was some weakness in Linn's voice. When he was locked up in the dungeon, although he was often threatened with "If you don't obey, I will use you as a sacrifice," he had no intuitive concept of the living sacrifice itself.
It was only then that, sitting on a high platform overlooking the sacrificial ceremony, the smell of blood and malice came to my face:
It turns out that it might have been me who was tied up and sacrificed like this...
Tratoani's movements were very skillful and quick. It was obvious that such sacrificial work was one of his main responsibilities. With one knife, he cut open the chest of the sacrifice, dug out the heart, and held it in both hands. He stood up and held his head high
Lift the enemy's heart and show it to the people below
"Sacrifice!"
"Sacrifice!"
"Sacrifice!"
"Eagle God!"
"Eagle God!"
Warm cheers rose to the sky. After showing off for a while, Tratoani turned around, took two steps forward, leaned over and put his heart into a special stone trough.
Above the stone trough, there is an obsidian sculpture inlaid with a large number of sunstones, golden obsidian, fire opal, and rubies. It is a stone statue of an eagle, with its wings spread out and its head lowered as if pecking.
A flash of golden light flashed. The obsidian statue came to life. It picked up the heart of the sacrifice, threw it upward, and swallowed it into its belly. Soon, the golden light came down and rolled up the body of the golden-robed archbishop.
Disappeared without a trace.
Creepy pecking, tearing, and swallowing sounds echoed over the square.
"How barbaric."
"How disgusting."
"They actually cannibalize people... The way the indigenous gods here absorb energy is too backward..."
In the spiritual connection, the magicians kept talking.
Except Archmage Heins, who remained silent, Gretel quickly glanced to the side, only to see the black-robed mage staring straight at the place where the body disappeared, with disappointment on his face. Everyone else expressed it in their own way.
Disgusted.
However, the cheers of the indigenous people continued for a long time. After the golden-robed archbishop, one after another sacrifices were dragged up the pyramid and sacrificed to the Eagle God. On the obsidian statue, the flowing golden light became thicker and thicker, and the corpse was rolled up
The golden light is more intense and almost like substance
"Is it improving?"
"No, this little thing shouldn't be enough for it to advance... It may just be to accumulate strength, and it's possible that some of it will be distributed to subordinates."
Before he finished speaking, a ray of golden light fell on the golden eagle warrior who offered the sacrifice. The golden eagle warrior's whole body was shaken, his bones rattled, and his muscles all swelled. He turned to face downwards, raised his golden ax, and frantically
Shout out:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The cheers in the square were even louder. In the spiritual connection between the magicians, the exchange of information was even more urgent. More than one magician took out his portable instruments and pointed them at the Golden Eagle Warrior from a distance:
"Energy readings increased..."
"It's not a level jump, but it's definitely enhanced. Half a level? Or 1/3 level?"
"It's a pity that we can't measure up close, and we can't compare before and after..."
After the golden-robed archbishop, one after another high-level spellcasters and warriors were dragged up the pyramid. The same thing was happening at the Moon Pyramid on the other side of the square:
Chihuacotto, who was performing the sacrifice, held a golden spine and struck hard, causing the brains of the sacrifice to burst out. The top of the pyramid was carved from obsidian and studded with opal, turquoise, amber, tourmaline and other gemstones, and the statue of the snake god bent down.
, sucking human brains.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist spread, swallowing the sacrifices and disappearing. After a pause, another sacrifice was dragged up...
The black mist continues to expand, solidify, expand, and solidify again. From time to time, a little black light flies out and falls on the female snake, or on a certain female priest. The priests who have received the gift increase in power,
The results are almost immediate.
"This scene is really painful to watch."
"Yes, it's so barbaric... They can just do it themselves. They invited us to come and see it. I don't know what they are trying to do... Is it a demonstration?"
"It's not enough to demonstrate. With those two gods, I think they know they can't defeat us. But! It's okay for them to sacrifice the natives, but it's really disgusting to sacrifice the people of the Glorious Holy See..."
"Me too! Although I wish those guys died, but seeing them having their brains and hearts ripped out like this, and being dragged directly to be eaten by the indigenous gods... I also want to vomit..."
The magicians kept talking in the spiritual connection. Gretel said nothing, but held Lin's hand tightly and listened with ears. After a while, Archmage Baierbo coughed and interrupted everyone.
discussion:
"The key is not that it's disgusting or not, but that we must establish rules for these natives. People from the Old World are not allowed to use them as human sacrifices!"
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
"Sacrifice has become a habit. What if the adventurers we get are randomly captured by them in the future? I heard them say before that outsiders are still the best candidates for human sacrifice!"
"This rule must be established!"
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