The atmosphere became more and more lively, with groups of McCannians singing and dancing.
Then the wild boar was moved down, and then two big butchers picked up their butcher knives.
Then someone brought up the barbecue grill, piled up charcoal, and lit a fire.
Wait, it's obviously a sacrifice to the gods, but why does it look like they're going to kill them on the spot and eat the meat themselves?
Damn it, a bunch of ungodly guys!
The wild boar cursed in his heart. He originally wanted to slowly test the abilities of the statue and the priests, but now he is about to be eaten.
If not, the pig's heart will be dug out and grilled.
However, the McCanns are very wasteful. They only eat the fattest and most delicious parts of the pork and throw away the other internal organs...
Do you want to endure it no longer?
The wild boar thought to himself that he would be willing to behead his body and dare to pull the statue off the horse.
The person above said that those with merit can advance to the new world and occupy a good position.
It was a world of fragments, and it was said to have the magical effect of being "invulnerable to all calamities".
To put it bluntly, it is actually a deep mouse hole. No one else can find its place, so no disaster can come.
Thinking of the future, the wild boar decided to endure it!
After all, these two statues are indeed magical, and the priests are also capable, not those liars on the street.
But after the first cut, the wild boar couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Puppetes also have a sense of pain, because pain is an essential part of combat intuition.
If you don't feel pain, get seriously injured in a fight, and don't know how to retreat, the puppet will break down very quickly...
And he can't go offline to avoid the pain, so how can he observe the situation when he is offline?
As a result, the wild boar was stabbed alive for hundreds of times, and had to watch its meat being grilled on the spot.
"I have to have this taste!" A Macken man opened his tongue, ate barbecued wild boar, and drank half a bottle of spirits in one gulp.
"Ah, ah!" The wild boar can only make a miserable sound similar to a pig's cry.
It’s really a live barbecue.
It is said that the meat is freshest when grilled alive.
Superstitious!
Modern science has long proven that animals in pain are prone to produce various biological toxins when slaughtered.
The wild boar wanted to tell them, but many people in Macon didn't go to school well. They only went to school to find partners and hold parties.
They probably don’t believe it even if I say it.
In the end, the wild boar almost fainted from the pain. When it was left with only a pig head and half of its internal organs, a priest in a blue robe stepped forward.
He stretched out his hand, and a white light emitted from his hand.
The wild boar's eyes widened and its bloody head turned to the hand.
It's really magical.
A mere ordinary person can actually master the mysterious power and use it to concoct himself, damn it!
Damn.
The wild boar was very angry, just like his own toys when his father gave them to his mistress when he was a child!
He wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but thinking about his vanguard reconnaissance mission, he decided to endure it.
It’s just a puppet anyway.
"Go in peace, you will be reborn in the human stomach." The blue-robed priest, the white light on his hand covered the wild boar.
He smiled, like the kindest angel, and then pulled out the heart of the wild boar!
During the whole process, the wild boar was shrouded in white light and showed no resistance at all!
"Fuck me!"
The wild boar cursed loudly!
"Stupid mortals, do you still want to deceive God's eyes?"
"Your poor performance can only hide these ignorant believers, but it cannot hide it from the eyes of God!"
The blue-robed priest said sarcastically to the wild boar's heart.
"My 800 million is gone..." the wild boar muttered to himself.
But he was also a little bit lucky. Fortunately, the real body didn't come over, otherwise, wouldn't he be dead?
Then he watched helplessly as his core puppet material, which cost 800 million, was placed at the feet of the giant tiger statue.
Not long after, the tiger suddenly lowered its head, and the heart directly crossed a distance of tens of meters and disappeared into the giant tiger's mouth.
Everyone at the party immediately became excited.
"God!"
“God is watching us!”
"Great God!"
These people are just like those fanatics in the Middle Ages, without the wisdom and rationality of modern people at all.
It is conceivable that if disasters are allowed to rule for a few generations, it will soon degenerate into the Middle Ages.
In the distance, a budgerigar was watching this scene with fear.
"Well, you really screwed this old pig up. You can't blame me for that. If I leave you alone, millions of people will be happy."
The parrot then began to communicate to the back.
In fact, there is no need for him to communicate. The wild boar is offline, but he is not dead yet.
The parrot is taking credit.
"Report to the captain, that statue is very powerful, and the useless wild boar has no power to resist."
The voice of a wild boar came from the channel: "Nonsense, I did it on purpose. I sacrificed myself to feed the tigers just to test the strength of the giant tiger statue."
"Well, you don't want to have a dead pig's head and only have hard teeth. I'm watching from a distance. You are completely stunned by that white light." The parrot said contemptuously.
"Asshole, you've seen it all and you still haven't come out to save me."
"It's impossible to save you. The reconnaissance regulations clearly state that intelligence comes first. We would rather sacrifice personnel to get back intelligence."
"Don't argue on the communication channel. How strong is that giant tiger statue?" Gray Wolf's voice intervened.
"It's very powerful. I can't resist. You must know that I am also a fourth-level figure on the seven-color list of our Sovereign Association, and I have the same strength as Captain Gray Wolf."
The channel is silent.
Many people involved in the operation understand that they are not as powerful as wild boars.
Scouts are elites, and have been so since ancient times. Only the best soldiers can serve as them, because intelligence is the lifeline, and of course it must be entrusted to the strongest soldiers.
"No way," someone finally questioned, "Wasn't that disaster anomaly eliminated? How come a new one came and was stronger? Did you let it go?"
"I took 800 million to play with, do you think I am a bank opened by McCanns?" the wild boar said angrily.
"Then what should I do? If I can't defeat a priest, how can I pull out the tiger's teeth?"
"Let's transfer it and consider using other materials instead." Someone became flexible.
Another person said, "Parrot, would you like to contact the big cat? After all, this statue is closely related to it."
"I have contacted you, but there has been no reply in the past few months. Maybe I went into seclusion." The budgerigar said depressedly.
"Assholes, a bunch of losers! The fight hasn't even started yet, but they are all trying to retreat. How can we realize our great dream of being the only one in the world?" Gray Wolf was furious.
"Nowadays, there are rumors everywhere that we are a bullshit club. We can only brag and don't see any great things. When we encounter difficulties, we will only spend money to hire foreign aid. They laugh at us and just change our name to Duzun Football Club!"
Everyone heard Captain Gray Wolf getting angry, but they were not too afraid.
Because they know that the other party cannot kill them and enforce military law because they are restricted by the regulations of the Inspection Department.
It's really ironic. They keep saying they want to go back to the past and restore the dignity of superiors and inferiors. However, their relaxation at this time comes from the constraints of modern regulations...
"No, you can't just go back without finding anything. Now I order you to attack by force!" Gray Wolf ordered.
"No, captain. As the ancients said, a victorious soldier wins first and then goes to war, and a defeated soldier fights first and then seeks victory. Your order is obviously a sign of a defeated army." The budgerigar advised bitterly.
The gray wolf became even more angry, and even before the fight started, it was all unlucky: "I'll defeat you! You'll be the first to attack in a while!"
"Wait a minute, captain, I thought about it." The parrot had a strong desire to survive and immediately thought of an idea. "I think this statue gained its power through idol worship. We just need to capture its large number of believers and dig out its roots."
I believe it will be much weaker."
"That makes sense."
"Parrots are still smart."
Everyone agreed and did not dare to hit the statue, but they were very confident in crushing ordinary people.
What's more, these are the McCanns. Even the McCann Eagle Castle won't care about them. I believe that catching a large number of them won't have any impact.
Gray Wolf finally became happy, "Very good. To do big things, you have to be ruthless and ruthless. Give them all the packages that are used to deal with ordinary people. I will see the results within ten days!"
