"Friends who often offer sacrifices know that,"
An Su answered seriously, his tone and words were quite professional.
"If you don't have the bones of an infant, you can use fresh pig bones instead. The Mother Goddess of Life can't tell the difference. Pig bones are also cheaper, at two copper coins per pound in the market."
What does it mean to offer sacrifices frequently
"Are you trying to fool the Great Mother Goddess with pig bones?"
Maika was furious, "You are cheating! This is blasphemy and a shame!"
Even the Tantric believers would not do such a vile thing as filling in the numbers and fooling the goddess. Who would use pig bones that cost two yuan per pound for sacrifice
"Even lying is embarrassing,"
An Su replied with a look of disappointment.
"How dare someone like you join the secret sect?"
Maca just felt like there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his neck.
"I have another suggestion,"
An Su continued, "There is something wrong with the placement of the Spirit Tower. The [Human Face Piece of Meat] over there should be in the southeast direction, which will also affect the efficiency of the sacrifice."
He pointed at the strange mass of flesh that was growing madly in the distance. The veins on the hideous flesh were beating and swelling, and the folds of flesh formed small human faces one after another.
The lump of flesh with a human face was already a very strange and bizarre thing, but Maca felt that the child in front of him was even stranger than the lump of flesh.
The child was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, but he seemed to be fine, calmly pointing at the strange and bizarre evil object.
What makes people feel more weird is the look in the boy's eyes, which are serious and focused, without any extra emotions.
He was clearly a sacrifice that was about to be sacrificed, but he was still discussing with himself how to make the sacrifice more effective.
Are all kids these days at this level
Isn't this kid a quasi-saint blessed by the Holy Light? How come he is more secretive than me
"Of course, it's not your fault. It's a common mistake made by novices."
Anzu was even comforting Maika.
After hearing what Ansu said, a believer decided to give it a try and moved the piece of human face to the southeast.
He immediately felt the indescribable atmosphere around him deepen, and the chilly wind made him shudder. He said to Maca with a look of joy,
"Boss, it seems to be really useful."
Macka felt that the career he had worked for all his life had been insulted to the highest level.
He calls himself an artist of sacrifice. In the past ten years or so, he has worked diligently and studied hard, trying to grasp the basics of sacrifice, tackle the difficulties of sacrifice, and strive to carry forward the sacrificial cause of the Mother of Life Church.
Maca often kidnaps and sells other people's children and takes them to the border for sacrifice, but this is the first time his professionalism is questioned by this little brat.
On weekdays, what he liked most was to watch the painful and struggling expressions of the children before they died. He was overwhelmed with joy every time he watched them.
But today he happened to meet a freak like Ansu, who neither cried nor made a fuss, and what he said was more professional than him, a secret believer!
".What good does this do you?"
"I just mean well." An Su said, "After all, this is my altar."
The more professionally the altar is set up, the more money Ansu can make from it, so of course he has to point out the mistakes.
It's all my money!
"You know what, you know what"
Maca lifted Ansu's collar and brought him in front of him. The golden mask was tightly pressed against Ansu's face, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with madness.
"You know, I kidnap several kids like you every week. Do you know what my favorite thing to do is to visit their parents afterwards and enjoy the sad expressions on their faces in the name of condolences? That's really refreshing!"
"I promise that after I sacrifice you, I will also listen carefully to your father's wails."
He pinched Ansu's neck and said hoarsely, his pupils bulging unnaturally, the corners of his mouth twitching unconsciously, and his tongue sticking out, "I promise I will orgasm."
"So you like to kidnap children."
An Su stared at him expressionlessly, his dark blue eyes reflecting the latter's face.
"Then you are a scum with low taste, cheaper than two copper coins a pound of pig bones."
However, Ansu never considered himself a good person.
An Su said, "It can be considered a worthy death."
Maika threw Ansu to the ground, turned around and shouted to those around him, "It's time, get ready to start the ceremony."
Boom.
Thunder flashed outside the window, exploding a white light, and the whole room was illuminated as white as snow.
Maca turned around and saw Ansu's satisfied smile, clearly highlighted by the lightning.
"Mother Goddess of Desire and the Moon, the Great Mistress of Fertility, the Eternal Motherhood above the Spirit World."
“This is the hymn of the most sincere people, this is a feast for the spirit and soul, this is a delicacy of blood and flesh.”
"Your devout believer, Ansu Morningstar, presents a gift and dedicates the seventeen dark heretics on the altar to you—"
"I invite you to have dinner with me!"
This blessing is both familiar and unfamiliar.
There are many similarities with the blessings they sing now.
But it has higher priority.
The ceremony was completed in an instant.
Maca opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.
His throat seemed to be blocked, and pieces of flesh were growing wildly in his throat. He was shocked to find that all the trachea in his body were growing pieces of flesh, breaking out of his body like bamboo shoots after rain.
Blood and flesh engulfed his entire body, and the sharp pain stimulated his already broken nerves.
The same abnormality also occurred to the first-level believers around them. Their flesh and blood began to grow wildly, and then exploded in clumps. Blood and flesh instantly spread all over the altar, and there was blood everywhere.
It was as if it was crawling with wriggling bloody caterpillars.
Until this moment, an incomparable fear descended upon his mind.
Maca realized that he was being sacrificed and devoured by the Mother Goddess of Life, just like the countless children he had sacrificed before, falling into the eternal abyss of flesh and blood.
Maika was feeling the pain they had felt.
"no no."
Maika's face was so distorted that his expression could not be seen clearly. He could only stretch out his hand with all his strength, his eyes fixed on Ansu, with a look of pleading and compassion in his pupils.
But Ansu ignored him.
He stood up, wiped the blood splattered on his cheek with a handkerchief, took a few steps forward, and accidentally stepped on the pool of blood and flesh that Maika had turned into, causing Ansu to frown.
[A first-level believer has been sacrificed]
[A first-level believer has been sacrificed]
[A second-level believer has been sacrificed]
[Due to the effect of the title 'First Born' (original name: novice life blood sacrificer), the effect of sacrifice is increased by 10%. Because the Mother Goddess does not like altars, this effect cancels each other out.]
[Low-level blessings available]
(End of this chapter)