This is a harvest season, with fragrant fruits and fruits everywhere, and some withered leaves will wither. After harvesting, there are straw, haystacks, and large areas of land piled in the fields.
When the wind blows, the fragrance of the hay fills the air.
However, at this time, the fragrance of this hay was attacked by the smell of blood. The clear and refreshing autumn sky was also blocked by the intermittent thick smoke.
Gradually, the thick smoke began to fade.
The sky is blue and the clouds are gorgeous.
The thick smoke rushed straight into the sky, so bewitchingly smelled—the fragrance of human flesh, the burning corpses, the war horses… It was truly the primitive ancient sacrifice, allowing the green smoke to transmit the smell of meat to the distant sky—
—Sacrifice to the great god.
But will the great god feel sad and angry when he sees such terrifying blood?
The bodies of the high priest, Adam, Rafah, etc. have been cleaned up and placed neatly on the stone slabs - it is a kind of grooved stone slab. It is a unique "coffin" after the death of the believers.
Rows of corpses, almost all the important figures in the temple, are here - no one left.
In order to fight, they sacrificed all their sacrifices without any regrets.
Everyone held their breath and focused.
Even an enemy is a respectable enemy.
He walked silently to the high priest again.
The scarred face of the high priest was completely calm, bloody and slim, but his face was peaceful. The bone necklace on his neck seemed to be able to rustle in the morning breeze of autumn, jumping up at any time to intimidate the heroes.
In fact, what are they wrong? They are just maintaining the dignity they think they should maintain - every drop of their blood is shed for the great god.
Even he had to admit that they deserve respect.
The burning priest Adam, the roaring master Rafa, the high priest who was fighting to the death - if he was not their enemy, he would even admire them.