As an ancient sacrificial ceremony of the orcs, blood sacrifice gradually evolved into a punishment in the history of the melee of the seven major tribes. No matter what the purpose was, it was extremely cruel.
The beast god endows the orcs with power based on their blood. In order to pray for the forgiveness of the gods, the orcs who have committed serious sins must return the gods to heaven and earth on the night of the full moon until sunrise. If he can survive, it means that the beast god is kind, and this beastman will be redeemed and reborn, and no one dares to question it.
However, no one has ever really won in this ridiculous sacrifice, and very few survived, and because of the severe damage to their vitality, even if they survived the juncture of life and death, they could not last for less than one month in the end.
Furthermore, every orc is a continuation of the race and cannot be easily broken. Therefore, since the end of the tribal war, blood sacrifice has been abandoned by default.
Just when it was about to sink silently into the passage of time, the Avengers insisted on bringing it up. Before Ferin came, the seven major tribes were arguing over whether he should be sacrificed in blood.
After learning that the Son of God was pregnant, the representatives of the tribes that Sirius had won over were unanimously silent, only the returnees of the Silver Lion Clan stared: "What do you mean? Agree to make a blood sacrifice of a pregnant female animal?! We Silver Lions The clan has never been so shameless, and it won't happen now!"
Several representatives did not refute, this behavior is indeed shameless, but even if they still hesitated just now, they had to make a decision at this moment. It is a threat for the Maverick to have a son of God. It is bound to be broken, and they don't want to take the risk.
The attitude expressed by the silver lion returnee is actually too naive. If the other patriarch stood here, he would probably acquiesce like them, so the orcs of the tribe ignored his irony and turned their attention to the patriarch of the winged tiger , waiting for his final choice.
"I'll take Ferlin away." The young Kuga returnee embraced his partner and said firmly, "I will not agree to blood sacrifice."
"So what if you break away from the Winged Tiger Clan? Whether you will come back later is not your only thought?" Lei Meng looked coldly at Luo Shutu in his arms, "Besides, as long as he is still around, the anger of the Beast God will not subside. How could he escape the wrath of God and be replaced by an innocent member of my family?"
"Raymond is right. The early beast tide killed more male beasts in our clan." His words resonated, and a tribe representative said, "If the beast god forgives the Son of God, the Son of God will naturally survive. Are you insisting on refusing to sacrifice blood, are you admitting that he is guilty?"
"Forget it, none of us know that blood sacrifice is to send people to death!" The silver lion returnee mocked. "Don't forget that some of your returnees also died in blood sacrifices, what excuses are you looking for!"
"This is for the peace of the seven major tribes! Go back and ask your patriarch..."
The tribal representatives argued for a moment, Luo Shutu slightly pushed Dean away, and smiled at him.
"Fillin..." Dean had a vague premonition, and stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder. Before he could stop it, the other party's weak voice sounded amidst the quarrel: "I'm not guilty, let me sacrifice blood."
The room was instantly quiet.
Gray cried, "You're crazy! Ferlin, you have children, it's impossible, impossible—"
"I'll be fine." Luo Shutu took his hand reassuringly, and turned to look at Dean, "I swear, the child and I will be fine."
Dean's eyes were gloomy, and he ignored Raymond's unconcealed excitement, and said indifferently, "I want to accompany him."
"Blood sacrifice doesn't have this..." a tribe representative questioned.
"Now there is," Dean said deadpan.
The orcs from another tribe next to them pulled down and wanted to oppose them. Their goal has been achieved. This kind of detail should be alms to the poor partner in front of them, so there is no need to be too harsh.
The matter was basically settled, Dean picked up Luo Shutu, and followed Gleibowen to the house, and the tribe representatives also returned to their temporary residences one after another, waiting for the next full moon in 20 days.
Luo Er, who had been silent in the corner, came out with Lei Meng and walked far behind him, his eyes lowered to hide the killing intent in his eyes.
"No need," someone suddenly wrapped him around from behind, and whispered in his ear coquettishly, "This kind of stinky smell, I'll just come, when do you want it?"
After the news of the Son of God's blood sacrifice spread, the Yihu tribe showed strong hostility to outsiders. The closer the full moon night was, the more white eyes and harsh treatment the tribe representatives received.
There is no way, I can't use strong ones, so I have to bear it aggrievedly. After all, these harmless ones, except for a little spiritual insult, they have nothing to lose. Instead, the upcoming blood sacrifice will make the Winged Tigers lose their sons and gods. The successor—whoever benefits the most doesn't need to be counted at all.
With diametrically opposed feelings, the two parties waited until the day of the blood sacrifice.
The orc was pregnant for five months, and the child in Luo Shutu's belly was only a month old, and it didn't show any signs of pregnancy, but it was slightly protruding when you looked closely, and you could feel it with your hands.
Thinking of the torture his child would suffer when night came, Grai couldn't help crying. He hadn't been able to sleep for several days. He didn't show fatigue, and his complexion recovered well after the tire was stabilized—but in the eyes of others, they thought he was pretending to be strong and didn't want to worry people.
Although the truth is, he was in a very happy mood.
The child in his belly got ten favorability points from his father, and the blood sacrifice has 100 points of "Shiquan Dabu Pill" exchanged by the system. Going on living, these piles of good things are all good things, he can't worry about it even if he wants to.
"Is Dad asleep?"
Seeing the blog post coming, Luo Shutu asked. He just gave Bowen a cup of water boiled with sweet dream grass, which was prepared for the highly nervous Grai, fearing that he couldn't hold on and poured it before himself.
Bowen nodded with a heavy expression.
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll be back when Dad wakes up." Luo Shutu comforted him with a smile.
"I'll be with Ferlin, Dad," Dean said calmly. "No matter what happens, I won't let anything happen to Ferlin."
He seemed to have seen through the reality he was about to face, and was ready to put all his eggs in one basket as early as when his partner said he would accept the blood sacrifice. Luo Shutu guessed that he either had the idea of living and dying together, or planned to exchange his life for another.
Raymond at the door urged, and Luo Shutu looked back at Bowen again, smiled reassuringly, and walked out with Dean interlocking fingers.
The Blood Sacrifice required a lot of complicated preparations to protect the Winged Tiger Clan. The key work of the ceremony was arranged by the returnees of the Black Ring Fox, and the Winged Tiger Clan assisted each other and supervised each other to complete the last step of the altar.
Not to mention what kind of sacrifices will be performed, just looking at the altar that took a lot of effort, can only be described as shocking. If you don't know it, you will feel honored even if you lie down on it.
The ancient and complicated animal pattern is engraved on the black stone platform, and no deviation is allowed in any place. It is still rough and not refined enough, but it can arouse the echo deep in the blood of the orc. It is engraved with the original indelible symbol, which is not traditional. The recognized beauty in the sense, but embodies the power of orcs' pious belief, flowing in the lines connecting the past and the future, shining with charming luster.
A ray of dark clouds covered a little bit of silver light, and it was also a perfect moon disk, but the atmosphere was completely different from when it was an adult.
Dean tightened his grip on Luo Shutu's hand, and a beast-like roar came from his throat.
"It's okay." Luo Shutu gently broke away from his hand, smiled slightly, and obediently lay down on the altar just as he promised.
The full moon rested safely behind the clouds, and the faint moonlight projected onto the altar. The dark stone gradually gained vitality and flowed with darkness, and the countless entangled animal patterns gradually turned bright red from one end.
From a distance, the full moon seemed to be hanging on the altar, it was frighteningly large, illuminating the entire sacrificial place. But if you get closer, you will find that the scary thing is not the moon, but the weird altar. There is no wound on the fingertips of the lying orc, but blood is bleeding drop by drop, seeping into the altar. The redness increased a little, and the speed was extremely fast. Even if it was only a small amount of blood loss, the accumulation would be terrifying.
Once the sacrifice begins, it is impossible to stop. The tribal representatives who saw the change of the altar left one after another, leaving only the orcs on the altar and the Maverick lying under the altar in the form of a beast.
"Aww—" The winged tiger, who was unable to share the pain of his lover, looked up to the sky and screamed, a pair of golden tiger eyes stared sadly at Luo Shutu, and stretched its soft tail up to the altar, resting it on his lap carefully, not daring to touch it easily .
The frosty moonlight covered the ground, and Dean's posture was like a guardian beast, stubbornly guarding his precious things. This scene was actually awe-inspiring and holy.
{Sao Nian balance is 590, tsk tsk, you are increasing and decreasing, want to earn 1000 points, when do you want to get it? }
{If you don’t give me task reminders, it’s hard to increase points, okay=_=. }
And the path he chose was to complete ten worlds brilliantly, there was no need to go for points.
{It makes sense, I will think about it in the next world, after all, 1000 points can be exchanged for a good thing, you must not miss it (☆_☆)! }
{... }No matter how he thinks about it, he doesn't think it's a good thing!
After taking the "Shiquan Dabu Pill", Luo Shutu looked miserable on the surface, but inside he was unharmed. He lay there, looked at Dean, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt, I told you it's fine, trust me." I… "
"Woohoo..." Dean growled, scratching the ground impatiently with his paws, wanting to comfort him, but afraid of deepening the suffering, so he could only look at his lover firmly, fearing that he would lose him any moment, his eyes filled with humble pleading —to survive, that was all he longed for.
He never wanted the time to pass faster, and faster, but the silent night was so long that it broke down. The Maverick under the moonlight occasionally let out a weeping roar, as if it was unbearable to bear such cruel torture, the eyes of the lover who had never left were bloodshot, the beautiful fur was stained with a gray color, and it was embarrassing and haggard— Luo Shutu had no doubt that if he died at this time, the other party would smash his head on the altar and die in love.
After an unknown amount of time, above the forest, a ray of light appeared in the white sky.
The clouds slowly smudged the light gold, then traced, deepened, and changed color. At the last moment, something suddenly jumped out, and a beam of gold fearlessly broke through layers of barriers, reaching directly under the altar , as if bursting out suddenly, dazzling and dazzling.
— It's sunrise.
Luo Shutu slightly raised his hand to Dean: "Take us home..."
The Maverick in human form held his hand, tremblingly kissed his fingertips that were no longer bleeding, and a tear fell from his eyes.
This is the moment of new life.
No one in the Winged Tiger Clan can forget that the ancestor returner hugged his beloved Shenzi and strode towards them against the rising sun, with the dazzling light behind him.
This is also the moment of annihilation.
Luo Er stood beside the swallowing mountain python, and smiled calmly at the sky wolf who had no more resistance. He buried it all in the Faithful Forest and never told that man, I did something for you that I don't want you to know.