In the altar of the Dark Moon Temple, a grand sacrificial ceremony will be held soon.
Surrounded by many divine attendants, the high priest Wuhuo walked gracefully to the altar. On his shoulders, there was a beautiful black cat with a graceful figure.
When Wuhuo stopped, all the orcs around knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully.
"Master Wuhuo!"
Wuhuo raised his hand, and the orcs got up and stood up.
The scene was so quiet that a silver needle could be heard dropping on the ground, and everyone looked up at Wuzhu with an extremely fanatical gaze.
Wuhu looked around the crowd and said slowly: "Today is the day when we hold the ceremony of summoning the gods. In order to successfully summon the gods, I specially prepared ninety-nine slaves as sacrifices."
Everyone followed his line of sight and saw many yellow and emaciated orcs in ragged clothes kneeling in the big pit in the middle of the altar.
Among them, a dozen orcs were trapped in the cave by mudslides along with Slowly.
It is also ironic to say that they tried everything to survive, but they still failed to escape death.
Among the many crowds off the field, stood a man completely wrapped in a black robe.
A few orcs next to him wanted to get closer to the high priest too much, so they squeezed forward with all their strength, and accidentally bumped into Wuyou's back.
Those people didn't take this trivial matter to heart, and responded casually: "Sorry."
Sang Ye raised his head slightly and glanced at the other party.
The overwhelming cold almost froze the opponent into ice cubes.
The man turned pale with fright.
The companions around him saw that his demeanor changed so much, and guessed that the man wrapped in a black robe should be a very ruthless character who is not easy to mess with.
The few of them didn't dare to stay here any longer, and ran away in a panic.
This male beast in a black robe is none other than Sang Ye.
At the same time, another orc appeared on the altar.
This orc is old, with a gray beard and hair, but he still looks very energetic, not inferior to the young orc.
Others may not know him, but Sang Ye is very familiar with him.
That old orc is Tao Wei, the witch doctor of the Alien Demon Race.
Sang Ye quietly watched Tao Wei walk up to the altar step by step, and stopped beside Wuhuo.
Since Sang Ye accepted the Alien Demon Race, it was expressly forbidden to contact ordinary orcs in private, let alone have any contact with the temple.
But there are also some orcs who secretly go to collude with the temple.
For example, Tao Wei standing on the altar at this time.
Relying on his special status and transcendent status in the strange demon clan, he completely ignored Sang Ye's order.
Sang Ye came to Dark Moon City this time in order to warn Tao Wei himself.
As the leader of the alien demon race, the orders he issued must not be resisted!
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He was slowly caught by two snake beast guards, one left and one right, and was forced to go to the altar to meet Wuhu.
Along the way, Xu Huan behaved very well-behaved and obedient.
Seeing her cute little appearance, the guards unconsciously let down their vigilance.
But at this moment, the well-behaved and cute little female in their eyes suddenly appeared a brick in her hand, and slammed it down on the guard on the left!
A bloody hole was knocked out of the guard's head directly.
The guard, who was caught off guard, was attacked by her just like that.
Knowing that she was no match for the guards, after the sneak attack, she threw the brick she took out of the space aside, ran away, and rushed to the crowd under the altar recklessly.
Just now before she was about to launch a sneak attack, she had already observed it quietly. There were a lot of people in that place, which was very suitable for hiding and escaping.
Slowly, like a rabbit, he plunged into the crowd.
She was small in stature, but she was overwhelmed by the crowd in an instant and disappeared.
The guards refused to give up, and called their companions to search for their whereabouts one by one among the audience.
Slowly looking for an escape route, while carefully avoiding those chasing soldiers.
Inadvertently, she accidentally bumped into someone's arm.
Huan Huan hurriedly stopped, and said sorry to the other party in a low voice.
She didn't notice the other person's appearance until she finished speaking.
The other party was wearing a black robe, and the whole body was wrapped airtightly. Only the pale handsome face was exposed under the hood, and the black eyes were staring at her at this time, as if to suck her in.
Slowly and involuntarily opened his eyes wide, showing an expression of disbelief.
"Sang Ye? Why are you here?!"
Sang Ye's face didn't change the slightest expression, it was always cold: "Who are you?"
Hearing his question, he slowly remembered that he had the appearance of a little loli at this time, and Sang Ye had never seen her like this before, so it was normal not to know her.
She quickly explained: "I'm slow! My current appearance is only temporary, and I will return to my original appearance after a while."
Hearing the word slowly, a faint light appeared in Sang Ye's eyes.
But those rays of light just flashed by, and soon disappeared.
He said calmly: "You are not slow."
"I'm just taking it slow!" Huan Huan became anxious, "Don't you orcs have the sharpest nose? Can't you smell the familiar breath on my body?"
But Sang Ye said, "I don't have a sense of smell."
Slowly, he suddenly remembered that not only did Sang Ye have no sense of smell, but he also couldn't feel changes in heat and cold, and he couldn't even feel pain.
She immediately raised her right hand, revealing the contract ring on her ring finger: "Look at this, you should believe that I am slow, right?"
Sang Ye's contract ring paused for a moment, then moved away.
"Rings can also be faked."
Slowly, he became speechless.
She managed to escape from the guards, and when she met Sang Ye by accident, she felt as if she had won the lottery. .
At the same time, the sacrifice ceremony on the altar has begun.
Slowly, I saw Wuhuo and Tao Wei thinking about it, and holding two strangely shaped weapons in their hands.
Not long after, the slaves in the altar began to die one by one. They knelt on the ground and wailed in pain, but no one was willing to help them, and the audience even showed expressions of excitement and anticipation.
They are all looking forward to whether the sacrifice ceremony held by the high priest can successfully summon the gods.
Everyone held their breath, watching those slaves die in agony in despair.
Viscous blood spread from under them, gradually forming some deliberate totems along the carved patterns on the floor.
Slowly being temporarily attracted by this scene.
Xiao Ba said in her mind: "This is a sacrificial ceremony. They use a large number of slaves as sacrifices, and they want to summon the legendary gods, so as to gain the favor of the gods."