Chapter 215: The beginning of the big change (Part 1)
As time went by, Fang Xin lived in the city as the head of the temple guard, and it took half a year in a blink of an eye.
Some secret techniques of the Spider God were taught seriously by the high priest, but these letters from the other party were of course very easy to learn.
In the past six months, the Holy Spider has a size bigger, with four pairs of eyes emitting red light, a dark and golden patterned body. Half a foot of body hair is shaking in the air, and eight strong claws support the body steadily.
Every day, Fang Xin took it to patrol the temple.
In the past six months, Fang Xin's total gold blood has reached 1,800 drops.
When Fang Xin exceeds 30 drops of blood, he enters the second level, and when more than 300 drops of blood, he enters the third level, more than 3,000 drops of blood, he enters the fourth level, more than 300,000 drops of blood, he enters the fifth level, more than 300,000 drops of blood, he enters the sixth level, and there is no level to be said.
After reaching the third level, Fang Xin's absorption and transformation speed became faster and faster. Now, in addition to absorbing ten drops of golden blood from the pyramids normally every day, he can also absorb ten drops of sun energy by relying on the sun and the moon during patrol.
In the past six months, Fang Xin felt that the divine thoughts were scanning the city several times, but with the protection of the identity of the Spider God Envoy, these scans were all futile.
As her strength recovered day by day, Fang Xin also locked in Xiao Hongqin's position. He also knew that she had the last chance to summon the incarnation of the gods and did not use it. Obviously, she was relatively safe.
Out of instinct, Fang Xin felt an increasingly tense atmosphere.
Is this the only patience of the gods?
Fang Xin even thought about it casually.
In the cold weather, Fang Xin had to lead a team of temple warriors to hunt outside.
There are some fierce beasts outside. If they can be beaten, they will not only be glorious, but also have a great sacrifice.
Of course, there was one man holding the spider's flag. The temple warriors behind him were all very strong warriors. According to Fang Xin's estimate, there were probably sixth-level warriors in the magic world and the second-level in the main world.
The person holding the flag was the original captain. He was a strong guy. Even in this winter, he walked in a leather jacket with two feathers hanging on his head.
Behind, there were more than a dozen warriors.
When he turned around a dense forest, the warrior in front suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's a bison!"
When Fang Xin looked, he saw a group of bison. The bison was huge, 2 meters long, 2 meters high, and weighed as high as one to one and a half tons. The two corners were thick and sharp and arc-shaped.
After counting, there were about 15 of these bisons, who were fierce in nature and were not afraid of the enemy.
Bisons are sacred animals. It is said that the gods like bison sacrifices very much, but it is also stipulated that bisons are not allowed to be hunted in groups, and only warriors are allowed to challenge individually.
Over time, these bisons also knew the rules.
Fang Xin jumped off the horse and took off some protection from his body.
As soon as he saw this, the warrior behind knew that the man holding the flag stood aside and took a sacrifice box from a horse behind.
The warrior quickly pushed up a simple altar. Fang Xin took off his shirt, naked upper body, and only had a short sword in his hand.
At this moment, a warrior picked up the horn and blew it violently.
This is a tone that slowly swings around, with a simple sound quality and a desolate flavor of the wilderness.
Hearing this horn, the bison stirred up. After a moment, a huge bison stepped out, his eyes began to turn red, and he stared at Fang Xin tightly.
Fang Xin came out holding the sword and was calm.
After the horn was blown, suddenly, the man and the cow rushed forward.
Generally, when killing a cattle, you must first stab the cattle and make it tired, and then kill it.
Fang Xin was not prepared for this. He directly used the last assassination method. Seeing the bull rushing over, Fang Xin held the sword and was leveled.
People and cows move, and of course these soldiers know that this is the most difficult assassination action to grasp.
The cow rushes towards the person, and the person also rushes towards the cow. In a moment of movement, it can distinguish the fatal position of the cow and start a move. This is quite complicated and dangerous. If you are not careful, the person will be penetrated by the cow's horns, but if it is used well, you can also kill the cow in one fell swoop.
In an instant, the short sword pierced, accurately penetrated the cow's heart, and blood splashed
The cow rushed out several steps, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Suddenly, the warriors cheered. They no longer paid attention to the cattle opposite, but lifted the cattle, placed it in front of a simple altar, and then prayed.
When the heart is dug out and sacrificed, and then the cow's blood is flowing, then the sacrifice is over.
Finally, it’s roast beef.
In the Anya civilization, the food was mainly corn, accounting for more than 80 of the food. Strangely, the civilization here was not well developed for animal husbandry, and accidental hunting could not make up for the need for animal protein. In the past, people who sacrificed their bodies would barbecue the corpses and eat them.
Therefore, every sacrifice is a rare time to eat meat - even though it is human flesh.
This is also one of the reasons why the majority of people support the Blood Sacrifice.
Even nobles and warriors cannot eat meat often. This time, hunting a bison is naturally a big meal.
At this time, it was almost dusk, and the warrior burned some weeds, leaving a hundred square meters of land with a fire in the middle. The bison was dismantled and roasted on the fire. There was not much time, and the aroma of beef had spread.
Fang Xin naturally didn't have to work. He sat on a mat and looked up at the surroundings while waiting. From the perspective of mature civilization, the surrounding environment was actually quite prosperous, if there were some new crop seeds and advanced agricultural technology.
However, you must reach the fifth level in order to barely carry some species to cross the plane. Of course, Fang Xin believes that other than himself, it is impossible for others to achieve it. When crossing the dimension, any seeds will be killed.
Perhaps, only the sixth-level true god (earth immortal) can achieve it!
However, when Fang Xin thought of the world's rejection and tolerance, he gave up this idea.
Moreover, even if there is no wheat and rice, it is enough to develop some agricultural products here, such as potatoes, corn, sweet potatoes, and tomatoes.
Especially tomatoes, Fang Xin also saw them in wild forests, but locals regarded them as poisonous fruits and called them "wolf peaches" and were only used for viewing.
It is actually a very nutritious species.
As for this world, after a process of ten thousand years of closed years, it is hard to say whether it is a new variety of crops with "value" and animals that can be bred.
"Sir!" Fang Xin nodded and took it, smiling bitterly in his heart. He was almost accustomed to analyzing the world, even though he didn't really want to take care of the world.
The sunset fell from the west, and the red light, for some reason, always had a strange feeling. Fang Xin frowned, and felt the strong smell of blood appearing from the farther place.
"Ive, you and I will ride a horse and go to the front to take a look." Fang Xin shouted, Ive was the original captain.
Ive was biting a piece of beef when he heard the order and had to stand up.
The two riders went far away, Fang Xin was in front, and the feeling guided him, passing through a jungle, and a shocking scene appeared in front of him.
The small trees in the jungle broke one after another, and the hay was stained with blood. On a large area, hundreds of corpses of warriors were piled up - arrows, swords, and spears - all in a row. The sunset shone, and the strong smell of blood filled the air, almost filling with a thin red mist.
Several beasts have arrived on the field, these are delicious food.
Ive turned over and dismounted, he ignored most of the people and arrived at a flag that had fallen to the ground. The warrior holding the flag in his hand opened his mouth and looked into the sky. He was covered with large pieces of black blood.
As soon as I saw this warrior, Ive was shocked, turned over the flag, and saw the symbol of the moon.
After walking a few more steps, he opened several people in priestly robes.
Ive returned with a pale face, pointed to the flag and said, "This is the priest and samurai of the Moon God. I don't know the priest, but I know that samurai, Habi! A powerful samurai."
As he said that, he murmured again: "Who dares to attack the priest of the Moon God?"
The gods of this world have no strict restrictions or laws.
For the natives, gods do not distinguish between national boundaries at all. As long as they are useful, they must worship them. There is even the idea of ​​"all things have spirits", that is, they believe that everything has a soul.
Although this idea has been hit, it has not yet disappeared.
However, even if each city-state has its own gods, some are unique to the region. However, the sun god, the moon god, the war god, the death god, and the goddess of agriculture are all widely spread gods. They are generally worshipped by the entire city-state world and rarely have direct targeted attacks.
Fang Xin felt awe in his heart. He vaguely felt that Xiao Hongqin and the others, especially his arrival, had caused a series of changes in this world that was about to fall.
After a brief silence, Fang Xin ordered Ive to go back. As for the dead, there was no need to bury them, as the earth would naturally accommodate their bodies and souls.
But this matter must be reported to the high priest.
After returning, neither of them spoke, but they saw the warriors who didn't know and smiled and offered the roasted beef. Fang Xin put down his mind and ate it arrogantly.
At night, the warriors set up camp here, resting, and waiting for tomorrow to arrive.
Fang Xin slept beside the fire, absorbing the moonlight in a way that people around him could not detect, while thinking about it. He had already had some guesses about this matter.
Chapter completed!