The so-called "bleeding ceremony", which means "sprinkling the liver and gallbladder, throwing the head and sprinkling blood", is the highest standard and the most sacred gladiatorial ceremony held by Behemoth to sacrifice the God of War.》.》In this ceremony,
Both parties in the gladiatorial fight can actually be regarded as sacrifices to the God of War, with the winner dedicating his martial arts to the gods, and the loser dedicating his body and life.
Now Metamoya proposes to hold a "bloodshed", which is to put aside the legions and many strong men, and just himself and Ronny, the father and son, go to battle and face the Crow brothers, the ancestors of the wolf clan strongmen. And there is a great shaman to promote it.
Called by the sacrificial ceremony, as long as Brother Crowe has a shred of wisdom, he will never refuse to "bleed". Because that is the supreme honor for the Behemoth warriors!
"Father!"
Although she understood the Duke's intention to personally fight against the Crowe brothers, Ekaterina still couldn't help but wanted to step forward to persuade her, but was directly stopped by Ronnie who was standing aside.
"Our father and son can win a decisive battle with the Crowe brothers. No matter what the result is, we are paying tribute to the God of War and the heroes of our ancestors." At this time, Ronnie's face was also full of glory and his fighting spirit was very strong: "Sister, you don't need to say more.
Already."
"this…"
Behemoth men are like this. They are carefree and have no taboos in many things, but sometimes they are extremely strong-willed and move forward bravely, even if they are unable to hold back.
In this regard, even the noble female war priest of the temple has no say in this issue.
"Your Majesty the Duke, I understand your determination. But this is a battle for hegemony after all. Once you and Count Ronnie are injured, it will have a major adverse impact on the subsequent battle for the throne. Is it..."
Because Margaret secretly tapped her fingers a few times, Moriarty had to stand up and give some advice.
Although he greatly respects Beamon's ideology of extremely respecting the martyrs, he does not think that now is a good time to "bleed".
"That's okay." Without waiting for Mitamoya to respond, suddenly Jieyang, who had been silent on the side, said: "'Bloodshed' is the supreme sacrifice to the God of War. This Heroic Mountain is where the God of War shelters heroes.
, I can summon the war song 'Glory Days' and give the 'Blooded One' a special connection. Once the 'Blooded' is completed, the defeated hero's spirit will make an additional sacrifice and turn to heal the victor."
"Glory Days!?"
Moriarty had never heard of this war song. Ekaterina couldn't help but look puzzled. It seemed to be a mysterious war song unique to the great shamans of the extreme level.
"If the glorious years have such a miraculous effect, then on the prince's side, will..." The female war priest thought very quickly. She immediately thought of some possibility.
"Hmph! 'Glory Days' is a sacred battle song specially prepared for the 'Blooding Ceremony'. Not to mention whether Barbari Shah dares to use such a crazy trick, even if he wants to do it, Peter Berg will definitely stop it. Otherwise, he will
You will die from the divine punishment of the God of War!" Jieyang said categorically, without any doubt.
"That's it." Moriarty nodded clearly.
The biggest prerequisite for the "bleeding ceremony" is the heart of the gladiator. It may sound mysterious, but it is the key to everything. If Barbarossa did "bleeding" with a utilitarian intention, even if there is only a trace, there will be no difference in this heroic mountain.
It is impossible to hide it, and the God of War will definitely be summoned to punish him severely.
"Okay, let's get started, our ancestors can't wait."
In front of the valley in the distance, the "Kiss of the Wilderness" became restless again, with shrill wolf howls one after another, and a murderous aura rolling out like wolf smoke. They were waiting for Brother Crowe to give the order and launch a terrifying offensive like a tidal wave.
So, everyone retreated far away, leaving only Medamoah and Roni and his son standing together.
Then, a breath like blood and mist slowly floated from in front of Jieyang, breaking through the gray fog of Yinglie Mountain, rising into the sky a hundred meters high like a smoke column, and finally turned into a tangible and intangible red flag, slowly
fluttering.
When they saw the blood flag raised high, the already explosive group of black wolf riders in front of the valley calmed down. Not only did no wolves howl anymore, but both the wargs and the knights bowed their heads respectfully to the flag.
Only the Crowe brothers seemed to sense some kind of invitation and challenge that they could not refuse. At the same time, they mounted their mounts, broke away from the "Kiss of the Wilderness", and began to walk hand in hand in the direction of the Wolfsburg Army.
At this moment, the great shaman used his scepter, and in a loud voice that was completely inconsistent with his thin body, he still sang the bloody war song - Glorious Years:
The old drum beats are like thunder, breaking the silence of the earth; before dawn, everything is dormant, but it wakes up at this moment.
In the darkness, a torch lit up and went out, like a lost illusion; but the old Beamon was just speechless and continued to stride forward.
The end of the corridor is deeper black, and everything is endless; there are only closed doors, which seem to separate the world and the netherworld.
He stopped, closed his eyes, and listened carefully; everything outside the door was misty, as if there were landslides, tsunamis, and flames and thunder.
Holding his sword tightly, Old Beamon suddenly smiled all over his face; it was as if he had seen an old friend and smelled the local accent.
Raising his hand and pushing open the door, Behemoth marched forward singing loudly; the next moment, he was standing in the Colosseum, making the world silent.
………
In the air, someone's breath is trembling, sometimes far and sometimes near; under the feet, the soil is moist, soaked with blood.
He swung his sword again, vowing to kill all the enemies in front of him; but his mutilated body was already weak and his blood was about to freeze.
At the last moment, Lao Bimeng stared at the sky; although the night was still dark, the east had already become bright.
Silent, the world was silent, as if mute; finally, with a farewell roar, the old head flew up like a shooting star.
With incomparable brilliance and years of glory, the star shines in the divine court; it will prove to the great God of War that those glorious years have descended on the earth.
………
The vast song is like thunder and drum, with the power that makes the soul boil, resounding throughout the valley, the whole world.
At the same time, the bloody flags fluttering in the air suddenly fell down, as if four silk ribbons were tied to the bodies of the Crowe brothers and the Metamoah father and son respectively.
In this way, the song of "Glorious Years" ends and the "Blood-draining Ceremony" begins!
"Wolf Totem!"
As if returning to the sacred arena of the temple a thousand years ago, the Crow brothers suddenly roared in unison, and their Romulo beast relatives also howled along, issuing the first cry from the deepest soul after returning to the Heroic Mountain.
Amidst the excited roars, a huge wolf head totem rose up behind the Crow brothers. At the same time, a pair of illusory wolf claws protruded from under the totem and rested on the shoulders of the two brothers, making them look like real wolves.
Become one.
The next moment, the Crowe brothers suddenly accelerated, like a pair of black lightning, charging straight towards the Metamoah father and son standing side by side. (To be continued.)
