Our family is in decline

And the intensity of the battle is also rising. However, without the support of his own wilderness spirit, how can he defeat the warrior blessed by the wizard in this ceremony?

Soon there were only a pile of corpses left on the ground, and the flowing blood seeped into the ground. No wonder the tree was so lush.

As for the sacrifices, they were placed on the altar, and the old wizard put down his crutches and wore a wolf bone mask on his head, with complicated incantations drawn in blood.

He was mumbling words, but no one could understand him, and his body movements became weird. He even started to jump and make some strange movements of unknown meaning.

War Wolf looked at this scene but his thoughts were already far away~

What is the Bloodline Promotion Ceremony?

This is about a method used by the Yalang tribe to add the power of the Wolf God to themselves. Usually only the strongest people in the tribe can bear it.

In fact, it is a question of compatibility. Their coming-of-age ceremony is to kill the white wolf they grew up with and then devour the flesh and blood, in order to seize the power that resides in the white wolf's body through this ritual.

This allows them to also have the ability to partially dispatch the power of the wolf god. Whether they enter a rage or use extraordinary equipment with the power of the wolf god, this prerequisite is required.

This is the first time, and it can be held for the second or third time. Continuously devouring blood can improve the purity of the blood.

As long as you can endure it, you can gain more power. When you break through a certain critical point, you can even directly possess the wolf god and gain terrifying power.

But the question is whether people can bear it.

Generally, it only takes one or two times. Those who can pass it three times are already elites, and those who can pass it four times are even rarer. There are not ten in the entire tribe. As for those who have passed it five times, there is only one Warrior Wolf in so many years since its decline.

That time, he defeated the alpha wolf and devoured the wolf king next to the alpha wolf as a sacrifice.

There is also a problem, that is, you need to have a matching wolf to hold a ritual for him to devour. For low-level ones, ordinary white wolves can be used, but after three times, ordinary white wolves will not work. Only more powerful wolves can complete the ritual.

There is also a blood devouring ritual among wolves, and the wolf king beside him has been cultivated for a long time, but it is still not enough~

Thinking about this, Wolf Warrior couldn't help but look forward to finding the wolf with awakened bloodline and using it to complete the last step and become...

Suddenly, War Wolf seemed to notice something, and he came back to his senses and looked at the sacrifice on the stone altar.

However, a strange scene occurred. Under the influence of the ritual, the overflowing heart on the altar shriveled up under an unknown force. Some kind of power was coming.

The old wizard didn't stop yet. On the contrary, his movements became more intense, and the words in his mouth became inhuman, more like howling.

He didn't slowly stop until his heart was completely dry, but no one could see that his pupils turned into animal pupils under the wolf bone mask.

Looking up at the statue, there was a thick black mist, but as for the wolf warrior, the wolf head could be vaguely seen.

But not everyone could see this scene. Only the old wizards and the wolf warriors with extremely pure blood were able to get a glimpse of it.

The remaining tribal warriors just bowed, not even daring to raise their heads to look around.

The wolf king prostrates himself in front of the statue, without any arrogance at all.

Even the wolf warrior lowered his head to show his surrender, not daring to lose his temper against that being.

Because all of his power comes from the Wolf God!

They are all waiting, waiting for the communication between the old wizard and the Wolf God. This is a kind of communication that is not at the verbal level. This is why the wizards and shamans of each tribe are so important.

Only these people know how to communicate with their own wilderness spirit.

The ceremony was going well, but just when everyone thought it was about to be completed, the angry voice of the old wizard was heard for some unknown reason.

"No! Someone stole the power of the Wolf God!"

This sound attracted everyone's attention, and they all stood up to be wary of possible enemies around them.

War Wolf looked up, and thanks to his ultra-high blood purity, he could see the wolf's head transformed into a suspended black mist, looking furious.

But it was precisely because of such an exaggerated fit that just one glance was directly contaminated by the crazy spirituality.

"Ah!" Wolf Warrior hugged his head tightly with both hands. His originally strong hair grew like crazy, his facial features were twisted and painful, and there were abnormal bone noises from all over his body. His exaggerated figure was still growing taller, but the wailing in his mouth became more and more... Howling wolf.

At this moment, the old wizard on the other side let out a wolf howl. Hearing a moment of clarity appear in War Wolf's mind, he reacted and grabbed the wolf tooth necklace around his neck with one hand. The sharp wolf teeth on it pierced the flesh and were stained with blood. Exploded spirituality and suppressed the abnormality.

The hair stopped growing, and the tall body returned to its original shape, leaving only the fear on the Wolf Warrior's face.

The Wolf God's power was so strong that he almost lost control just by looking at it, and his awe for the Wolf God couldn't help but increase.

But just because he's fine here doesn't mean the old wizard is fine.

"Bring more sacrifices..."

The hoarse voice sounded, and the weakness that could not be concealed was revealed, but as a wizard, he had to find a way to appease the restless wolf god.

The ritual that had been stopped started again, but this time it was not so fancy. Instead, the prisoners were pushed directly in front of the statue.

Through the beast's eyes through the mask, the old wizard saw the black mist shrouding the captives, and in the eyes of others, the captives were all mad and biting themselves and those around them.

The blood-colored mist emitted and merged into the black mist, and the violent fluctuations gradually subsided.

Seeing this scene, the old wizard finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued the previously interrupted communication.

Where is the wolf who awakened his bloodline...

Everyone originally thought that the matter was almost over here, but unexpectedly the wizard twitched without warning, then fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Everyone on the field, even War Wolf, did not react, but he could feel the wolf god's power disappearing, so he rushed forward to help the old wizard up.

With just a slight movement, the wolf bone mask shattered, revealing an old face with blood and tears streaming from its eyes.

"Great Witch, are you okay?"

Even the wolf warriors couldn't help but become panicked. The tribe could be without a leader, but it couldn't be without a wizard.

At this moment, a white wolf ran out of the stone house not far away. It looked very old, its fur had lost its luster, and its movements were no longer vigorous.

No one stopped them, and saw the white wolf coming to the old wizard's side, sticking out his tongue and licking it. However, the old wolf quickly became weak and could not even stand up. He could only lie down next to the wizard and make low sounds in his mouth. Whimpering.

Slowly, he couldn't even lift his head, leaving only weak breathing, and then he died completely. The whole process only took a few breaths.

The old wizard who was not breathing came to life, and his chest began to move until he regained consciousness, but his eyes could no longer be opened.

He naturally accepted this old wizard. Witchcraft was extremely dangerous and he was lucky to survive. Nothing was surprising.

It's a pity that the substitute who has been with me for many years...

The old wizard raised his hand and stroked the stiff old wolf beside him.

Just hearing the chaotic sounds around me, I couldn't help but feel irritated and yelled.

"I'm not dead yet!"

But this sentence seemed to have touched something, and blood spurted out.

"puff!"

He turned around and was about to lie down again, but fortunately Zhan Lang gave him a hand and turned around to say hello.

"Hurry and get the medicine seized by the Lushou Tribe."

The soldier on the side quickly took back an emerald green potion and drank it for the wizard before he gradually recovered.

"You all stand down."

The wizard recovered and retreated immediately, leaving only Wolf Warrior alone.

"I found the murderer who killed your father, and I also found the lost equipment. It was that power that wiped out the bloodline of the wolf god, and now he is stealing the power of the wolf god."

The wolf fang necklace on the warrior wolf and the pendant on the head wolf's hand are a set. When worn at the same time, they can bring more powerful power.

These were made before the tribe declined. The current tribe no longer has the ability to make equipment of this level. Not to mention that this is a token of the tribe leader and must not fall into the hands of others.

Although the wizard was blind, he stood up as if he could see, raised his hand and pointed to the southeast.

"Go, whether it's for the wolf, for yourself, or for the wolf god, we must find him, find the wolf, and recover the stolen power of the tribe."

War Wolf's eyes were full of anger, he clenched his fists and roared.

"For the tribe!"

…………

"Ouch~"

"Don't move! If you dare to get water on me, you bitch, I will throw you into the river."

Lance held down the white wolf that was trying to escape, rubbed his hands vigorously on it, and used water to wash away the blood and the smell.

This white wolf has never touched water since he was born. Naturally, he was struggling and thrashing wildly, howling and screaming like a killing wolf, but he was unwilling to live or die.

But how can the arm twist past the thigh? After a while, he stood still and his attention went to licking the water.

Lance looked at its silly look and had no idea how ferocious it had just been.

In the experiment just now, Lance tried to use the wolf spirit to mobilize the power in the equipment, but there were some problems, that is, the wolf spirit directly swallowed the power in the equipment, causing the [Head Wolf Pendant], an equipment with sufficient spirituality, to be directly scrapped. .

Of course, the consequence is that the wolf spirit becomes more powerful. The ghostly figure quickly expands to the size of an ordinary wolf, and at the same time, the demeanor becomes agile, as if it is a living creature.

At the same time, it has an interesting ability, which is possession.

It was this possession that directly caused the white wolf to go berserk and gain more power, but it was not as crazy and irrational as before, although the consequence was a long period of weakness.

But this sequelae is like nothing for Lance who can jam the [Blessing] refresh mechanism.

However, this ability still caught Lance's attention, because he had read the scroll and knew that this thing existed in the Yalang tribe.

The only difference is that the wolf god can possess humans, while the wolf spirit can only possess white wolves.

Originally, Lance thought it was because people didn't have "bloodline", but when he thought about it carefully, it was wrong.

The spirit of the wilderness that takes the shape of a wolf probably also has the characteristics of a wolf. Wouldn't it be true if it possessed a human body...

At this time, Lance felt that the Yalang Tribe had made a mistake. Could it be that this was applied to the wolf at the beginning, and then was used for other purposes?

He couldn't help but think too much. These things were none of his business. The sky was high here and the emperor was far away. If his Yalang tribe wanted to find him, they would have no chance of meeting him unless they flew over.

Thinking of this, his attention was focused on the white wolf.

"It's not enough to call you a bitch every day. You have to have a name, and it shouldn't be too bad, so as not to lose my identity~"

Lance stared at it and thought about it, but the white wolf was a little frightened by his stare and refused to lick the water, and his eyes began to dodge.

"The organization has decided, I will call you Wangcai." Lance nodded affirmatively and said a word that was different from the common language, even a little obscure.

He thought about a lot in his mind, such as Zhui Feng, Xiao Yue, etc., but that was it, it was better to think of a familiar one with a special meaning, at least to miss it a little bit.

"Prosperous wealth." Lance tried to shout. Seeing that the dog's attention was not here, he slapped it on the head with one hand, which shocked it and almost made it urinate.

"Did you hear that? You are called Wangcai."

There was actually a humble look on Bai Lang's face, as if "you will get whatever you say."

"Prosperous wealth?"

"Ugh~" White Wolf whimpered, and came over to lick him, but Lance pushed him away with slight disgust.

"You are a wolf, not a dog, you know? You have to be domineering, and you have to be like a tiger and a tiger..."

White Wolf is as smart as a human being, but after a few simple calls, he understands that "Wangcai" is calling him and reacts to this word.

"Let's go Wangcai. Go wait for me outside. You can't leave the house."

When Wangcai heard this, he still couldn't believe it and turned to look at Lance. When he saw him waving his hands in a driving way, he immediately became active and walked away quickly like a runaway husky. Then he shook his body and covered his hair. Shake off the hanging water drops, and then run out with brisk steps.

Lance looked at it like this and knew that it was only a one-month-old wolf cub. It had not yet developed its personality and was full of curiosity about everything around it. It was not as calm as an adult wolf.

But the hunting skills seemed to be innate. I don't know if it was taught to them by the she-wolf over the past month or if it was the effect of the bloodline awakening.

But when Lance lowered his head, he found that his wet clothes were a little helpless, so he took them off directly, revealing a strong figure like a work of art.

When I came to Hamlet, I was only a little over 1.7 meters tall. I had never done any heavy work since I was a child, and I was fair and fair.

But within two months of arriving here, he has already reached a height of 1.8 meters. Every muscle on it seems to be from the hands of a master sculptor. It is a perfect combination of strength and beauty, as if it only exists in fantasy.

But he didn't pay much attention at all, and a tired look finally appeared on his face in this deserted corner.

So tired~

Sitting in the vat, the warm water enveloped him, making him feel lazy, and the stress accumulated along the way also dissipated.

Compared to other ordinary people, Lance has a habit that can be called a luxury, which is to take a shower every day, unless there are special reasons.

However, there were very few opportunities for him to take a bath during this period. He was either opening trade routes with soldiers or sailing on ships.

But now he is very satisfied to have this~

By the way, we need to build a bathhouse!

It’s time to change the hygiene habits of those guys. It’s better to have another place to relax than to eat, drink, whore, and gamble...