Chapter 992: Rules Must Be Established for the Natives of the Eagle Country

The episode in the square ended quickly.

Except for the deputy chief magistrate of Lucerne, who was hung up from the street lamp, all the other prisoners were taken away by category. High-level warriors and high-level spellcasters were escorted into two large pyramids respectively, while ordinary prisoners bypassed the pyramids and entered the dungeon...

As one of the participants in this war, the magicians were naturally invited to participate in the ceremony of worshiping the gods. What? Want to kill someone? What? Want a living sacrifice?

Oops, it’s rare to see a large-scale indigenous ceremony. Even if it’s to increase your knowledge, you should at least watch it!

So, the next morning, when the first ray of morning light illuminated the earth, Gretel was carried out by the senior brother, and he looked down at the neat queue in the square.

White Eagle warriors, Black Eagle warriors, nobles, and adult men stood in square formations. Dozens of White Eagle warriors, two serving each, carried the prisoners across the square and towards the pyramid.

Under the pyramid, the Golden Eagle warriors faced each other in pairs, standing neatly on the steps. Each pair picked up a prisoner, dragged them up the highest step, turned their backs to the sky, and pressed them on the stone trough.

Tratoani held an obsidian dagger and stabbed him. The golden-robed archbishop who was dragged onto the altar first was already in a daze, as if he had lost consciousness. At this time, he still let out a scream that pierced the eardrums.

Even though Gretel was several hundred meters away from him, he shuddered subconsciously. He murmured:

"There's no anesthesia, no disinfection... at least kill the person first! Even if you don't kill them, just cut them alive..."

On both sides, a hand stretched out to hold Gretel's palm. The right hand is dry, strong, warm and delicate. Gretel looked in the direction, and Cerela stared at him and nodded slightly.

The cold silver light in the silver dragon girl's eyes had not faded away. It was obvious that the scene below made her very uncomfortable, but she still smiled comfortingly at him. Gretel reluctantly smiled back and turned to the left:

Lin En held his hand, which was cold and wet. Gretel raised his eyes and saw that the black-robed necromancer's face was extremely pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Gretel took a deep breath and shook his hand hard:

"never mind."

"I know……"

There was a hint of weakness in Linn's voice. When he was imprisoned in the dungeon before, although he was often threatened with "if you don't obey, I will use you as a sacrifice", he had no intuitive concept of the living sacrifice itself.

It was only then that, sitting on the high platform overlooking the sacrificial ceremony, the smell of blood and malice came to my face:

It turns out that it might have been me who was tied up and sacrificed like this...

Tratoani's movements were very skillful and fast, and it was obvious that such sacrificial work was one of his main responsibilities. With one knife, he cut open the chest of the sacrifice, dug out the heart, and held it in both hands. He stood up, raised the enemy's heart high, and showed it to the people below——

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Eagle God!"

"Eagle God!"

Warm cheers rose to the sky. After showing it for a while, Tratoani turned around, took two steps forward, leaned over and put the heart into a special stone trough.

Above the stone trough, there is a stone statue of an eagle carved from obsidian and inlaid with a large number of sunstone, obsidian, fire opal and ruby. Its wings are spread out, as if it is lowering its head and pecking.

A golden light flashed. The obsidian statue came to life. It picked up the heart of the sacrifice, flicked it upward, and swallowed it into its belly. Soon, the golden light came down, rolled up the body of the golden-robed archbishop, and disappeared without a trace.

Creepy pecking, tearing, and swallowing sounds echoed over the square.

"How barbaric."

"That's disgusting."

"They actually cannibalize people... The way the indigenous gods here absorb energy is too backward..."

In the spiritual connection, the magicians kept talking.

Except for Archmage Heins who remained silent - Gretel quickly glanced to the side and saw the black-robed mage staring directly at the place where the body disappeared, with disappointment on his face - everyone else looked at him with a smile. His own way of expressing disgust.

However, the cheers of the indigenous people continued for a long time. After the golden-robed Archbishop, one sacrifice after another was dragged up the pyramid and sacrificed to the Eagle God. On the obsidian statue, the flowing golden light became more and more intense, and the golden light that rolled up the corpse became even more intense, almost like substance——

"Is it improving?"

"No, this little thing shouldn't be enough for it to advance... It may just be to accumulate strength, and maybe it will be distributed to some of its subordinates——"

Before he finished speaking, a golden light fell on the golden eagle warrior who offered the sacrifice. The Golden Eagle Warrior's whole body was shaken, his bones were rattling, and his muscles all swelled. He turned around to face downwards, raised his golden ax, and roared wildly:

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

The cheers in the square were even louder. In the spiritual connection between the magicians, the exchange of information became more urgent. More than one magician took out his portable instruments and pointed them at the Golden Eagle Warrior from a distance:

"Energy readings increased..."

"It's not level crossing, but it's definitely enhanced. Half level? Or 1/3 level?"

"It's a pity that we can't measure up close, and we can't compare before and after..."

After the golden-robed archbishop, one after another high-level spellcasters and warriors were dragged up the pyramid. The same thing is happening at the Moon Pyramid on the other side of the square:

Chihuacoto, who was performing the sacrifice, held a golden spine and struck hard, causing the brains of the sacrifice to burst out. On the top of the pyramid, a statue of a snake god carved from obsidian and inlaid with opal, turquoise, amber, tourmaline and other gems bends down and sucks human brains.

Then the black mist spread, swallowing the sacrifices and disappearing. After a pause, another sacrifice was dragged up...

The black mist continued to expand, solidify, expand again, and solidify again. Every now and then, a bit of black light would fly out and fall on the female snake, or on a certain priestess. The increase in power of the priests who received the gift was almost immediate.

"This scene is really painful to watch."

"Yes, it's so barbaric... They can forget about it themselves. They invited us to come and see it. I don't know what they are trying to do... Is it a demonstration?"

"It's not enough to demonstrate. With those two gods, I think they know they can't defeat us. But! It's okay for them to sacrifice the natives, but it's really disgusting to sacrifice the people of the Glorious Holy See..."

"Me too! Although I wish those guys died, but seeing them having their brains and hearts ripped out like this, and being dragged directly to be eaten by the indigenous gods... I also want to vomit..."

The magicians kept talking in the spiritual connection. Grete said nothing, just held Linn's hand tightly and listened with open ears. After a while, Archmage Baierbo coughed and interrupted everyone's discussion:

"The key is not that it's disgusting or not, but that we must set rules for these natives. People from the Old World are not allowed to be used as human sacrifices!"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"Sacrifice has become a habit. What if the adventurers we get are captured by them casually in the future? - I heard them say before that outsiders are still the best candidates for living sacrifices!"

"This rule must be established!"

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