In the evening of the next day, nearly 200 people had already gathered in the vestibule of the temple that was open to Auriana.
A quarter of the gathered people are elves. The population of elves in Aurianadu has grown to nearly fifty people, which is not particularly rare. This ceremony attracted almost all the elves, even those quasi-sword dancers who had been trained by Lancelot had a rare day off.
Except for the elves, most of the others were female slaves who had just been rescued by Dane. Originally, they were arranged by Tommy to carry out the construction work of Ghost Knife Port, but they were all summoned by a paper order.
Standing on the sacrificial altar, the most important target of Eslor was these female slaves. She still hopes to develop some believers in Comilla, even believers of other races. After all, for Hilo, the main god, he not only bears the name of the father of elves, but also the name of the so-called natural teacher and guardian of life and elements, which also needs to be worshiped by believers in related fields.
The setting sun was dim in the sky, facing the afterglow, Eslore started the ceremony. She stood in the center of the five or six meter high bluestone sacrificial altar, raised her hand slightly, and the holy power surged, and a circle of golden waves suddenly expanded around her body.
This is the power of divine art. With this hand revealed, the female slaves who were still whispering under the sacrificial altar became quiet one by one. They stared wide-eyed at Eslore on the sacrificial altar, most of them were shocked. In the beginning, when they were asked to observe some sacrificial ceremony, they were actually unwilling. The women who have just been freed are gearing up to use their hands to work hard for a better life in the future. Who has time to come and watch some religious ceremony? What's more, I still have to come to observe a religious ceremony of an elf god.
But under the radiance of Esther's divine magic, at least half of their dissatisfaction was dispelled. The priestess standing under the setting sun, shrouded in this circle of glory, is really noble and holy, making it impossible for people to be reborn and profane.
Dane, who was also standing under the stage, sighed. He is also a spellcaster, so of course he can recognize it. The golden light spreading out like a wave is obviously a large-scale divine spell to soothe the soul. With the magical ability of a high-level priest, it is obviously very difficult to set the target of the spell to two hundred people at the same time, even with low-level spells. But she doesn't need to achieve a particularly good effect, it is enough for these ignorant female slaves to have a little respect in their hearts.
This is the religion of Orodik, and they like to use this kind of magic method very much when dealing with civilians who are unable to resist spiritual magic. Esther is still a bit of a bottom line, at least she uses a harmless spell such as soothing the mind. Some radical religions may go even further.
However, Dane did not intend to get up and point this out. Pointing out is tantamount to turning one's face, and there is no need to worry about this matter. However, with this matter, he also had to think about how to manage religion in his own territory in the future. He has an inexplicable vigilance towards religion, which is a huge force capable of subverting the kingship. Even if the religion in Comilla is still weak, who knows in the future
The sacrificial ceremony was still going on, and Asrael stood on the stage, chanting prayers in Elvish language loudly. In the blink of an eye, strands of golden light spread out from her body like waves, making her whole body seem to be enveloped in a golden ocean.
This is not some kind of spiritual magic, it is purely a deformed lighting technique, using special skills to cast spells to achieve a more shocking lighting effect. Compared with this seemingly bluffing lighting method, which is actually not very technical, what is more worthy of attention is actually the prayer recited by Esther.
There is no doubt that she is using the Elvish language, and it is the ancient high-level Elvish language. The people in the audience, let alone humans, even among the forty or fifty elves, there are not many people who can understand this language. . But the miraculous thing is that in the recitation of Eslor, the teachings of the gods are understood by everyone without any obstacles.
This is by no means a magical power, but the influence of the belief of the real gods on mortals. Hilo is undoubtedly a true god, and he is also the boss of the elf pantheon, and in the temple of Orenedu, there is a statue of a god who has truly been blessed by him, chanted by the priests he recognized Mantras, of course, have extraordinary power.
The ancient elven language recited from Eslor's mouth became more and more loud, and the tone became more and more erratic, full of a wonderful artistic meaning. Gradually, the people listening below began to become insane drunk. The most obvious manifestations are undoubtedly those elves who have a certain belief in Hilo, but even those female slaves who may be shallow believers of other gods have to be intoxicated by it.
Dane sighed, thinking to himself: "I'm afraid Hilo's belief will spread in the territory. I really don't know if it's good or bad."
He thought so in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, but it is impossible to do anything to stop it.
The sacrificial ceremony was still going on. After fooling the audience enough, Esther was finally satisfied to start the real thing—the sacrificial ceremony of the sacrifice.
Several elves stepped forward and lifted off the blue cloth covering the triangular, hill-sized pile in front of the sacrificial altar, revealing the true face of the sacrificial offerings below: More than 400 heads of faceless men, as well as a similar number of heads of black hyenas, and more than a dozen disgusting meat eggs.
Seeing such a scene, all the audience off the field couldn't help being shocked, and even some timid people screamed out.
The 400 monster's heads were quite scary when placed together. No one was vomited out of nausea on the spot, which is already considered very good.
The prayer mantra chanted by Esther became louder and louder after these sacrifices revealed their true faces!
With the flow of her rhymes, brilliant golden-green lights suddenly rose from the pillars on the four sides of the sacrificial altar. These golden and green rays of light representing Helo's divine power, under the blowing of a gust of wind, seemed to have gained life, and danced in the air. The clouds wrapped around the four hundred heads of the faceless men, and slowly fell. The head was completely covered by the light.
A miraculous scene appeared, those heads were shrouded in golden-green light, directly dissolving in front of everyone!
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Someone told me to make the main character believe in the Great Old One... hehehe. Then so and so, I'm talking about you! (manual funny face)