Warlock of the Magus World

Chapter 944: ceremony

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"Prepare ships and manpower for me, I will set off immediately!"

Now that the location has been determined, the next rescue is a matter of course.

Both Robin Hood and Ronald obeyed their orders respectfully, and it didn't take long for them to prepare what Leylin needed.

One day later, Isabelle in the rainforest also faced the biggest crisis in her life.

"This... what the hell is this?" The powerful Longwei spread out, and the fiery red flame burned the black monsters in front of him.

Thick dark red mist lingered around the bodies of these black monsters, and they looked strange, as if they were randomly kneaded from mud.

swish... swish...

After the flames passed, strands of dark red gas gathered again, turning into a monster.

"Damn it! Don't these monsters die?" Karen also used a dagger to cut open another monster with three humanoid heads, namely old, middle-aged and young, but the other's wounds healed immediately. She even swallowed her dagger directly. Feeling the great danger, Karen could only give up her weapon and leave.

"Only a high-intensity magic attack, or a burst of vindictiveness from a high-level professional can really hurt them!"

Isabelle had already turned into a half-dragon at this time, and the powerful dragon's breath passed by, and the mist monsters avoided one after another, finally clearing a path.

"I didn't expect that in this jungle, there are such strange things!"

Isabelle looked at the moon in the sky, but at this time the moon should be bright and clear, but it was stained with a layer of purple, which looked extremely strange.

Everything was relatively smooth at first, but after retreating into the rainforest, the siege and raid by the natives became a little weaker, and Isabelle even began to consider the route of retreat.

But I didn't expect that at night, there would be great changes here.

"It's almost as if the whole forest has turned into a ghost town!"

Isabelle's eyes were full of vigilance, the danger here was far beyond her expectations.

"Hee hee... come play with me!"

Under the purple moonlight, the entire forest seemed to have undergone some kind of change. The dark red mist spread all over, and a huge banyan tree suddenly twisted, and the many vines seemed to become countless soft arms, facing Isa Bell grabbed it directly, and even a baby's face appeared on the body of the banyan tree.

"Is [Longwei] ineffective? What the hell is this!"

The crimson [Red Dragon Long Sword] erupted with fiery fighting energy, and the cone-shaped flames brought by the [Dragon's Breath] continued to spray, causing many giant hands that formed a surrounding net to burn and fall down. Bell cleared a way out.

"Hee hee...it doesn't hurt at all!"

The huge banyan tree pulled itself out of the ground, and the many roots seemed to have turned into countless tentacles. The dark red mist was lingering, and the vines that had been cut off and burned before regrown.

"If it goes on like this, I can't hold it anymore..."

Looking at the heavy casualties on the other side, Isabelle couldn't help showing a wry smile on her face.

Outside the rain forest, many natives gathered together solemnly, with a huge altar in the middle.

The twisted and strange dark red symbols appeared crookedly around the altar, and at this time, they were even smeared with a layer of blood plasma, and drops of blood rolled down along the cracks in the rocks, looking very terrifying.

At this time, a large number of natives were wearing gorgeous and fancy feather and animal skin clothes, and they kept prostrating to the altar while chanting words.

On the altar, there is still a native girl with a holy face, but at this time the other party's eyes have lost all look, and there is a huge bloody mouth on the wrist.

Apparently, a very wicked sacrifice was going on here, and the object was not yet any known gods and demons.

"I didn't expect the enemy to enter this forest directly. It really helped us a lot. Also, will it affect the acquisition of offerings this time?"

Ajijikro, the special envoy from the native empire, looked at the native chief next to him who looked like a monkey and crowned himself, and asked suddenly.

"Please rest assured, my lord special envoy! Our ancestors have performed countless sacrifices for generations, and the process will never make mistakes..."

At this time, the native chieftain who was usually domineering in his own tribe did not dare to show any negligence in front of the imperial envoy, and even sweat appeared on his forehead from time to time.

"For the success of this sacrifice, I specially invited the high priest of the tribe here, and with this group of powerful pagans as sacrifices, the effect of the sacrifice must be better than the previous few times, maybe even the number of sacrifices can be enough. Increased several times!"

The native chief's eyes were full of obsequious smiles at this time: "At that time, I can decide to give you some extra offerings!"

"Thank you so much!"

As if thinking of the miraculous effect that offering could produce, Ajijikro also showed a smile on his face.

But at the same time, a trace of contempt flashed in his heart: "These damned pigs, the guys who work with mud all day long, if it weren't for the offerings, they would only appear here, and they would need to use some of their clan's talents to fully extract them." Come out, the empire has already occupied this place!"

"It's started!" Of course, the native chief couldn't know the slander in the heart of the imperial envoy, so he let out a low voice.

"Huh?" Ajijikro also fixed his gaze on the altar.

At this time, as the pirates in the forest continued to perish, a hazy layer of dark red mist gathered on the top of the forest, and even began to break through the boundary, spreading towards the altar. The native chief saw this scene Showing joy, the chants of those priests also became louder.

The dark red mist stretched continuously, as if a hazy giant opened its bloody mouth.

A lot of mist condensed and turned into a huge eight-clawed spider.

"Okay! Get out of here quickly!" After seeing the fog spider taking shape, the old native high priest was the first to run away. His figure was extremely agile, and so were the other priests.

"Ah..." "Save..."

Some other slow-running native guards fell into the range of the fog, and fell to the ground and died before they had time to send out a complete sentence for help. Their bodies dried up in an instant, as if they had lost all vitality.

The color of the mist spider that devoured life became more vivid, and it came to the side of the altar, and its terrifying, vicious and ugly mouthparts began to contact the girl.

crunch! crunch!

Under the control of the mist spider, the corpse of the native girl made all kinds of strange twisted movements, like a puppet manipulated by silk threads.

"Okay! The great Baluru Guru has devoured enough lives, and there will be no more danger!" The high priest who saw this scene stopped instead, staring at the altar intently.

The light of the purple-red moon was dazzling to the limit at this time, it was like a small sun, and the mist spider seemed to have accomplished its purpose, getting in through the seven orifices of the native girl.

grunt! grunt! The girl's flat and smooth lower abdomen was swollen strangely at this time, and there were even many tumors rolling, as if a group of little mice lived under the skin.

"Success!" The native high priest cheered, and led a group of other priests to the altar.

After turning over the girl, you can see that the other party not only has a belly as big as a pregnant woman who is pregnant in October, but there is also a dark red spider tattoo on the original white back, which is vivid and extremely vivid.

"Gift of Baluru Guru!"

At this time, the high priest took an obsidian short knife from the apprentice with a solemn face, muttered something, first cut his forehead and thumb, smeared several symbols on his face with blood, and then put the black The blade was placed on the girl's protruding abdomen, a cold look flashed in her eyes, and blood spattered!

"Is this the sacrificial ceremony of your ministry? Sure enough, it is as the rumors say, very unusual!"

Looking at this bloody scene, Ajijikro was still able to chat and laugh happily with the native chief next to him.

"Hehe... This is the best method that my ancestors got after thousands of times of exploration!" The native chief also had a smug look on his face at this time.

"Come! My lord, please accept my gift!"

At this time, under the gesture of the native chief, a priest came up with a golden disc, inside were several blood-red crystals the size of eggs, and the surface was still stained with blood and pus.

"The spar of Baluru Guru!" Ajijikro stared at the contents on the plate, his face fascinated.

This kind of spar is a specialty of the native tribe on this island. As long as the strong natives can survive after swallowing it alive, they will gain extraordinary power, and its value is not limited to this!

Those upper-level leaders of the native empire also discovered that if this spar is burned, a special gas will be produced, which makes people feel unparalleled joy. Therefore, it is also the most favorite luxury of the upper-level people, and the value is very high. .

"It's enough to get these during this mission!"

There was eagerness in Ajijikro's eyes, and with a slight signal, a soldier next to him was about to go up to take the golden plate.

But at this moment, an abrupt voice broke in.

"It's really a good thing, how about showing it to me?"

There seemed to be an invisible force pulling in the void, and the blood-red spar in the gold plate rose into the air and fell into the hands of a young nobleman.

"Huh? Who? Get it for me!"

Important items were robbed, causing Ajijikro to roar hysterically, and immediately many native warriors rushed forward.