Abyss Domination

Vol 5 Chapter 32: Evil spirit ritual

Under the shadow.

The figure of the road broke into it, and these slender and slender rogues quickly disappeared into the eyes of the people. More than half of the rogues brought by Sauron are half-elves. The church of the original ‘half-elf and the **** of the rogues’ will not be left with only some pastors. In fact, there is a special department within the church, which has a large number of middle and high-level rogues. It is a pity that there are very few rogues who can cross the legendary hurdles. They are more difficult to advance into the legendary field than the warriors, so even if the church serves the priesthood, the rogue who has the highest professional rank is only the 18th-level stalker.

This is mainly because the original 'God of the Half Elf and the Rogues' is too weak!

It is difficult for the gods with weak spirits to give much strength, and He has been devastated by the Lord of Shadows. He even allowed many rogues to work part-time or two priests, and he did not know whether he was cramped or not. Such a decision. With the limitations of this era, the eyes of many gods may not be so high.

"No enemies!"

"Discover unknown creatures! Everyone is careful!"

"what!"

"Get ready to fight! Get ready to fight!"

"It's a mutant plant! Be careful with those vines!"

Across the figure spread out and carefully detected the nearby terrain, but soon there was a scream, and Sauron disappeared in the same place.

Hey!

The cold knife passed through, and Sauron’s figure was like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, a strange mutant vine was cut into pieces.

"My Lord!"

The half-elf rogue who was wounded and wounded landed and struggled to kneel down on Sauron's knee.

Sauron glanced at him and waved his hand and said: "Put him down for treatment. Others are more careful. There are many mutant plants here."

Elite pirates also started to act.

There is basically no road in the dense jungle here, only one can clean up the thorns, and behind the team are some longbowmen. The half-elf is rich in excellent archers, but Sauron did not bring much, because the pirate's fighting methods originally included long-range weapons, flying axe, flying knives, sleeve arrows, handcuffs and so on. Their combat skills far exceed the systematic training of soldiers, the equipment is naturally more flexible and diverse.

There are huge footprints on the ground.

There are many places in the island, and Sauron’s footprints are three-legged, a bit like a dinosaur. But it could be other creatures.

The team did not stop and quickly passed through here.

..................

The other side.

About a dozen kilometers from Sauron, a group of indigenous people dressed in sleek clothes are painting.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a headed face of a gloomy indigenous warrior waved to indicate that others had stopped, and then he jumped on the trunk. Shen said: "There is a situation there!"

Finding enemies does not necessarily need to see them.

The indigenous people are very familiar with the geographical environment here. This old warrior looks at the birds flying in the jungle in the distance, as if he feels the danger of approaching, slowly saying: "Some of you go back!"

"There may be some beasts that have migrated over there, and others will follow me."

The scale of two thousand people is not small.

Although Sauron was very careful to pass the indigenous people, but could not help the birds and beasts in the past, the team marched and flew a lot of birds, and the beasts saw how far they fled, so things are quite familiar. For the indigenous people of the environment, it is enough to cause them to be vigilant. but. The leader of this group of warriors seems to think that some of the beasts are close because the island has been around for a long time without visitors from outside.

Under the shadow.

The figure is slowly moving forward.

Suddenly, they seemed to have discovered something and broke into a hidden corner. Some of the figure painted with oily dwarfs appeared, they held iron spears and approached here little by little.

The cold cold light appears in the dark!

In the twinkling of an eye, the figure of the seven or eight rogues rushed out of the shadows, and then the cold light of the cold weapons came, and the indigenous warriors fell to the ground in half.

"&*%%(¥#*......*&¥%......¥..."

The head of the old warrior made a weird tone in the mouth, but unfortunately no one at the scene could understand. The rogues did not stop the attack, and in a moment they formed a pinch of attack from the left and right, and then saw the body of the warrior leader slowly fall to the ground.

"Target resolution!"

"There are no enemies nearby!"

The breath of blood makes the surrounding area dead, and the beasts' sense of smell is strong. Many have escaped the woods.

“Looks like a small leader!”

Sauron glanced at the mane that was inserted in the indigenous people and slowly said: "Go ahead. Don't be too distracted."

All this time brought out are advanced professionals.

The professional is far more than the ordinary person's physical ability can support this long-distance attack, Sauron has no time to consume here, ready to go to the Huanglong today or so.

On the east side of the river is a village.

There are open land nearby, as well as irrigation ditches that are dug through, from a civilized perspective. It is much higher than the indigenous people of the island of Modo. The former looks like a primitive society, but here it is a bit of a slave society. The towering wooden walls are erected around the village, with a thickness of nearly one or two meters, seemingly to guard against certain monsters with terrible power. There are arrow towers on all sides of the wooden wall. There are warriors on the top. A lot of slaves are working. If not many places are too rough and simple, I am afraid that a large town can be seen here.

Indigenous people like slavery.

The interior of any tribe is supported by many slaves.

Hey!

A strange drum sound came from inside the tribe, and then a kind of frantic shouts, accompanied by strange and harsh syllables.

In the central position of the tribe, a group of priests with weird masks stood on the altar, with a dark red stone in front of them. A group of strong soldiers escorted a group of prisoners as the tribes rushed to drink. Captives are also indigenous, but a little different from them, the captives have white paint on them, and these indigenous people are dark blue.

"@#¥%......"

The grotesque sound of a screaming sound sounded like a singer. When the shaman in front of the priest raised his hand, the black-pressed indigenous man crouched down and shouted a name in his mouth.

"Sa... ancient...s!"

This syllable, which is somewhat similar to the lingua franca, should be the name that represents something.

"drink!"

There was a cruel smile on the corner of the shaman's priest. He took a dagger made of bones and came to the front of the first captive. With a cold light, the captives were cut open to the throat, and the blood spewed wildly. Flowing down the rock on the altar. The following crowds suddenly became frantic. When the blood penetrated the surface of the altar, some kind of evil and strange energy emerged, leaving all the indigenous people around them with a frenzied, intoxicating, lustful expression.

Blood sacrifice.

The most sinful way of worship for Aboriginal people is to sacrifice certain existence with blood, killing and death. And to please them to provide them with power!

Look at the dark red blood on the altar and don't know how long this ritual was held.

This is the favorite of the evil spirits!

It is also the most violent and direct way to enhance power. It is rejected by most of the gods in the mainland. Even the gods of the evil camp have stopped this primitive sacrifice. Developing believers is far superior to this way of relying on **** sacrifices. It is estimated that only the abyss demon is still addicted to the killing pleasure of this blood sacrifice.

quickly.

The second prisoner was dragged out.

Such sacrifices are often difficult to satisfy the evil spirits. If you cannot provide powerful sacrifices, you need to rely on the quantity to please each other. Often a **** sacrifice lasts for a long time. When the night comes, it will be filled with torches, and then it will fall into a carnival after the ceremony. Indigenous people believe that mating can breed strong future generations at this time, and these descendants will receive the blessing of the gods. Have the power to make yourself violent.

Such mating may last until dawn, until the Horde accumulates enough to hold the next ritual.

..................

The sky is getting darker.

It seems that the number of sacrifices prepared this time is not very large. After killing more than a dozen prisoners, the shaman brought some of the beasts that were being held.

For these non-human sacrifices, there is a clear dissatisfaction with one.

Because of an evil and sinful spread, it seems as if many people are shaking in anger. It is no longer a weak soul, the soul can only passively wait for the tribe's sacrifice, but it can take the initiative to ask the entire tribe to serve it, and every other time to hold a **** sacrifice to enhance its power.

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the old shaman, and then a few words were ordered by Shen Sheng.

Soon there was a cry of crying and shouting. The strong Aboriginal warriors dragged some thin men and women, they have the same oil paint as other indigenous people, but all the ragged yellow skin and thin, accompanied by cold cold. The first slave was cut open in the throat, and as the blood sprinkled the entire altar, a powerful consciousness suddenly showed a little satisfaction. The indigenous people who crouched on the altar soon showed their expression of excitement and enthusiasm.

The old shaman's mouth greeted a smile.

He can feel that his strength is growing further~www.readwn.com~ Every time he holds a **** sacrifice, his strength will increase. This is the power that the gods have given him.

..................

in the dark.

A figure is flying close to here, and farther away, soldiers are ready to go.

Sauron looked at his eyes.

As the impending existence of God, he can see the rich blood-red aura above the indigenous tribes, as well as the fluctuations in power generated by certain rituals.

Evil god!

Chaos evil evil spirits.

It is not certain whether it is a demigod or a false god, but it is certainly the most confusing and evil thing.

.................. (To be continued.)

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