Old Aram glanced at Sheyan, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Do you think you are really an omniscient god? Kuria has the blood of the Sun tribe, and Mbenga is a descendant of the Ouroboros tribe. Otherwise, if he didn't share the blood of an ancestor with Gundarzan , how could it be possible to occupy that body for so long? And I... "
Speaking of which, Old Aram paused for a moment. The pause here was not because of a change of meaning, nor because of the need for a breath of words, but because of a unique pride, just like the relationship between a king and his best courtiers. , will also have clear distances:
"It is... a descendant of the great Dubai dynasty!"
"Descendants of the dynasty?" Fang Sheyan came back to his senses after a short thought: "Yes, the Dubai Empire was so huge back then, and it probably created a splendor not inferior to the Mayan culture. A powerful king is needed to rule the people, and religion, as a tool for brainwashing, has also become an important part of the empire. In medieval Europe, this separation of religious power and royal power was very common."
"So, in this way, the kingship of the Dubai Empire should have declined when the empire collapsed? The last thing left is the religious power! It's just that the religious power also split into the Sun Tribe and the Ouroboros Tribe, and they stood in front of me. This weak old man should be the blood of the long-decayed Dubaiya royal family, no wonder he can know so many secrets. If you put it this way, then everything can be explained."
Old Alam looked at Fang Sheyan, his eyes were shining like will-o'-the-wisps, he bent his body and said:
"Then, since you already know what you want to know, it's time for you to tell me everything. If you dare to tell half a lie, don't blame me for treating you with the most vicious method in the jungle!"
Fang Senyan didn't keep his secrets any more, so he told old Alam the truth after departure. Finally, Fang Senyan watched old Alam utter a series of very complicated syllables without knowing the meaning. Before he died, he told Sheyan to remember it and tell Old Alam. It should be an incision made by the two before, a password or something like that.
After listening to Sheyan's words, Old Aram's face changed several times, but his face was still tense, apparently half-believing, and he didn't stop until he heard Fang Senyan utter the series of syllables with unclear meanings. After a while, he slowly road:
"It turns out... that legend is true. The empire thrives on that power, and it will also be destroyed by that power. It turns out that I, a descendant of the Dubai royal family, is the culprit who caused this tragedy!"
When Old Alam said these words, his face had become very bleak, and even blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was greatly stimulated and his heart was extremely hurt.
Seeing his disheartened look, Sheyan said seriously:
"Then, I have avenged Mbenga and Kuria, and the elites in the entire Dubai tribe will be wiped out, and you will no longer be threatened. Therefore, I want the money you stole back then." A sacred object of the Ouroboros tribe! Because, I also need the power in the Sun Stairway!"
After hearing this, Old Aram suddenly had a strange look on his face, and said in a hoarse voice:
"You want... a holy object?"
Sheyan said seriously:
"Yes."
Old Aram suddenly laughed hoarsely:
"You are more cunning than the most greedy crocodile in the jungle. You can quickly infer the truth of many things as long as you catch a little bit of the beginning. When you talked to me just now, most of the things were said as if you were there. , but... there is only one thing you got wrong!"
Sheyan couldn't help but asked:
"which one?"
"I'm aging so fast, not because of bullshit psychological pressure, guilt or torture. Mbenga and Kuria are honored to dedicate their lives to me! The real reason is because of what you said That holy object!" A look of fear and resentment appeared in Old Aram's cloudy eyes:
"It's like a devil, whispering in my heart non-stop, greedily sneaking into my flesh and blood, exuding a suffocating stench, and absorbing my life crazily all the time! I Tried all methods, there is no way to get rid of it, and!!! and!!!"
Old Aram has completely lost control, and roared crazily:
"I never wanted to play the idea of the sacred artifact of the Ouroboros tribe. The warnings handed down from our royal family have always stated that we should stay away from this damn thing. It came to me on its own initiative. It felt that the royal family The existence of the breath of the world has tempted me!!!"
Sheyan was stunned by this news immediately, there is no doubt that there is a lot of frightening information reflected from the old Alam's information, which is even ahead of his most daring idea before!
As far as the progress of human culture is concerned, in such a primitive civilization as the Dubaiya people, the things they worship are usually things that can be felt in real objects, such as the sun, moon, stars, sea, mountains, genitals and so on.
Only progressing civilizations that can spread culture stably will further virtualize the gods they worship, and then materialize them by shaping and beautifying them, such as the Taoist Zhenwu Emperor, the Jade Emperor, etc., and the Buddhist Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Satan, the great devil of Christianity...
Fang Sheyan only infers from the worship of the sun by the people of the Sun tribe that the people of the Ouroboros tribe should worship the bones, fangs, and fossils of some kind of snake, but now it is not difficult to infer from the words of Old Aram.
"The sacred object of the Ouroboros tribe is likely to be a real, living Ouroboros! Moreover, this terrifying monster snake is lurking beside Old Alam, greedy all the time. Sucking his vitality! This makes such a strong man already stooped like an old man."
Thinking of this, Fang Sheyan's eyes even showed a trace of terror, and he couldn't help but look at Old Alam's stick that was always in his hand.
That very old one was a snake staff with an unremarkable little snake coiled around it! ! !
As if sensing Fang Sheyan's gaze, the gray and inconspicuous little snake that was only the thickness of a finger raised its head, aimed at the forked red letter, and lazily twisted back . It looks very harmless.
At this moment, Sheyan realized that when the snake curled up, its tail was just under the lower jaw, and at first glance it looked as if it was holding its own tail.
"Is this the sacred object of the Ouroboros tribe?" Sheyan asked slowly.
"That's right." Old Aram said with a sad look on his face that he couldn't cry: "I was bitten by it, and I was infected by the venom ever since, and became its puppet irresistibly. There's no way out of its grip, and luckily, unless I try to get out of it or it's hungry, there's plenty of freedom."
After Fang Sheyan thought for a while, he said seriously:
"That is to say, you don't mind if I take this holy object."
"That's what I dream of!" Old Allam said excitedly.
Sheyan raised his finger:
"I have one last question, and you have to tell me the truth."
Old Alam nodded and said:
"If only I knew."
Sheyan thought for a while and said:
"What is the specific ceremony about absorbing the power in the sun ladder?"
Old Alam recalled:
"According to the records left by my ancestors, whenever the moon becomes round, a huge ceremony will be held, because it is said that absorbing the power from the sun ladder is not allowed by the sun god. Only when the moon is the largest and brightest Only then can the sun-god's eyes be blinded..."
Following the old Aram's narration, Sheyan gradually understood the top secret of the Dubaiya clan.
"Usually, to absorb the power of the sun ladder is to grind its withered leaves into powder, and then inhale it deeply into the body. At the beginning, less than one out of ten people survived this process, and Even if they survived, they would become crazy, greedy, bloodthirsty, ignorant of pain and fatigue, and the clansmen who were killed by this kind of madman would become its kind. Only a very small number of people could bear the power of the sun god. He survived with his supernatural power, gained great power, and successfully led us to fight in all directions, becoming an invincible and powerful warrior."
"Later, a warrior among the Dubaiya people accepted the power of the Sun Ladder, but failed the test. At one time, they thought he was dead and buried him in a big tree. In the end, he miraculously came back to life He also gained great strength. He clearly remembered that in the desperate process of waiting for burial, he was bitten by a small snake that looked very inconspicuous. Then, the venom of that snake was miraculous. Saved him from his deadly nightmare…”
"This warrior is the founder of the Ouroboros tribe! Yemengard! He is also a very powerful guy with a scheming city, so he didn't tell anyone about it. Instead, he consciously treated those who accepted the Sun Ladder The warriors whose strength is out of control are treated, and they are asked to swear loyalty to the Ouroboros God."
"Gradually, the secret force led by Yemengard swelled up, forming a force that could compete with the Sun Sect at that time. The royal power has long felt that the Sun Sect's dominance is not good for his rule, so Start supporting the Ouroboros sect."