Before it got dark, the gladiatorial stands were filled with spectators waiting for the bloody feast, and all the Vidocqs were dressed up to attend.
In normal times, Vidocq, like his people, would only cover his key parts with two pieces of cloth no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter.
But today is different.
As the guardian race of Vidocq, they have the honor of offering sacrifices to their ancestors.
They wore various magic beast fang necklaces on the joints of their knees and elbows, and a bone dagger was tied to the outside of their thighs. This was when they completed their coming-of-age ceremony, using the clansman or beast they hunted for the first time.
Made of ribs, symbolizing courage.
They also wore crests composed of various bird feathers on their heads. The two longest ones were the feathers of the Lokidaran giant eagle, which made them appear to have suddenly increased by half a meter in height.
Chris was in the gladiator's passage, watching the grand scene of the killing field through the special guardrail.
I saw that all the Vidocqs in the venue were off the stage, surrounding the ten-meter-high naked "Vidocq" stone sculpture in the middle, with an iron cage behind each person.
They dragged it with the arms growing out of its ribs, and there was a ferocious beast in the cage.
They were appetizers for the festival and Vidocq's sacrifice to his ancestors.
When the fire pillars on the stone sculptures are ignited, the Vidocks will dig out their hearts alive with bone daggers and eat them alive in front of the stone sculptures to show the Vic people's inheritance of killing and respect for their bloodthirsty ancestors.
Bloody rituals, barbaric races.
Then Georgia, who presided over this year's blood sacrifice ceremony, picked up a handful of blood from the feet of the ancestral stone sculptures and walked to his protagonist today.
In the ultimate challenge of this year's festival, the three warriors who protect the dignity of the Vic people, Willy, Harry and Kupe, have bowed their heads and knelt on the sand.
They stretched their necks as far as they could to show their piety for inheriting the bloodline of their ancestors.
The blood in Georgia's hand dripped on the heads of the three of them in turn, leaving their bare foreheads in front of the shiny black braids.
"O Vic people who are born for killing, O Vic warriors who feed on blood, tonight you are the long knives of the ancestors, the hands of the ancestors! Go and tear the bodies of the enemies apart, and tear their hearts into the ancestors.
Eat them in front of you! Harvest the souls of your enemies and sacrifice their pain to the glory of your ancestors!"
"Vic! Vic!"
The three of Willy kept repeating it like a dream talk, their voices getting louder and louder.
It also inspired all the tribesmen in the audience, and the entire arena resounded with uniform and fanatical shouts.
"Vic! Vic..."
It was in such a fanatical atmosphere that the three Chriss entered the arena.
To the Vic, they were sacrifices, just like the ferocious beasts that the Vic had just killed.
Andre looked around, held a sword flower in his arms, and said in a joking voice, "It seems that these fools are in a good mood. I guess the dancers in the tavern will make a lot of money tonight!"
He also carried a long sword on his back, and like the dagger tied to Chris' thigh and the spare dagger in Vincent's waist, they were all smeared with the medicine given by Joe.
Last night, Joe specifically explained that the old witch's medicine was only effective on Willie.
As for why, she explained this:
Willie is the most valued and most powerful one among Georgia's subordinates. This makes Joe and his role positioning just like Denise and Georgia - Joe, who is equally ambitious, regards Willie as the path to glory in the future.
A stumbling block on the road.
But Joe is obviously different from Denise.
Denise abides by the rules of the race, and no matter how much she hates Georgia, she never thinks about getting rid of her through subterfuge or pretending to be someone else. Joe, on the other hand, thinks about it all the time and does everything possible to remove the stumbling block in advance.
Two years ago, she learned about Willy's various living habits through various channels.
Details include how many times a day you need to defecate.
When she knew that Willy especially liked to eat half-cooked rock lamb, she arranged for her men to contact the servant who prepared the food for Willy.
Her men taught Willy's servants how to roast rock lamb to make it more delicious, after adding a condiment.
This condiment does not have any toxins or side effects.
However, if this kind of condiment meets a carefully prepared potion, such as the one she asked the old witch to secretly prepare, it will cause people to fall into a trance in just a minute.
One minute can decide everything in any life-and-death battle.
After Joe finished speaking last night, the three of them, Chris, consciously moved away from this extremely delicate and vicious woman.
Lapusi, who was listening quietly on the side, regretted why he joined in the fun.
He quickly offered to contribute half of the proceeds from his slave farm to Joe free of charge, in order to prevent this woman from using the same thoughts on him in the future.
.............
The Victors left one after another, leaving the focus of the venue to the killing that was about to begin.
And Georgia, who hosted the blood sacrifice ceremony, was the last one to leave.
He pressed down with both hands, causing the entire arena to become silent.
This feeling of being in control of the overall situation was wonderful, so wonderful that Denise couldn't help but pause as she stepped onto the stand, and her ambition to become a high priest became even more intense.
Georgia assumed the same posture as the stone sculptures of her ancestors, raised her fist into the sky, and shouted loudly.
"Glory! Glory!"
The three of them slowly got up from the ground. Their eyes had turned red, and with the blood flowing horizontally on their heads, they looked like messengers of death.
"Glory! Glory!"
They were also shouting as they walked step by step towards their sacrifices.
Chris, still carrying the long knife on his back, walked out of the column first and stopped five meters in front of Willy.
"Are you Willie?"
Chris slowly pulled out the long knife and dragged it on the ground. This has become his habit. "If you agree to a condition, I can tell you a secret about Joe."
Willy opened his mouth and laughed, "Weak human being, do you still want me to save your life? Haha..."
His teeth were also stained red with blood.
"No, I know I'm going to die today."
"Well..."
Willy's laughter was instantly suppressed, and he looked at the young man with interest.
He is very confident in his own strength and also knows the strength of his opponent. Killing him is like squeezing an ant to death.
When the cat is not hungry, it will catch a mouse, often deliberately letting it go and then catching it again, and then it will kill it when it gets tired of playing with it over and over again.
Willy did not attack immediately.
Because he suddenly wanted to know what tricks the little mouse in front of him was playing.
A mouse can't kill a cat anyway.
Seeing this, Chris was overjoyed. He inserted the long knife into the sand and made a solemn expression, "I come from the north, a noble family with a heritage of two hundred years. I have had honor from the moment I was born.
A knight! So, if I am destined to die, I hope to die as a warrior, not a slave! For the glory of the knight!"
After speaking, Chris inserted the long knife into the sand and solemnly performed a knight's salute to Willy, "Good day, powerful opponent! May our battle be glorious, no matter who wins in the end."
Normally, Willie would have nodded and said good day with a smile, and then promised to let the other person die with honor.
But now all Victor's eyes are on him, making him afraid to do anything extraordinary.
Therefore, he was silent for a while and then sneered directly, "Bullshit knights, boring and stupid humans! Only the great Vic tribe deserves to enjoy the glory, you are just sacrifices! Waiting to be slaughtered!"
Ha, I took the bait!
Chris, who was rejected, was not only not depressed, but actually felt happy for a while.
Because the battle between Andre and Vincent has begun!
Now that Willy is still in the mood to talk quickly instead of directly attacking him, this proves that he is already moved.
So Chris stopped talking and just stabbed his chest lightly with a dagger, leaving a faint trace of blood. He said "I use my blood to abide by the honor of the knight", and then raised the long knife.
The frost-white blade looked extra cold in the firelight, pointing straight at Willy.
The meaning is obvious.
Since you don't want to reach a consensus, let's take action.
But Willie didn't move.
His eyes kept flashing.
The little mouse opposite talked about his future rival Joe, which made his heart feel like a hundred little mice scratching.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "Human, if you tell Joe's secret, the powerful Willy can make you die a quick death."
He agreed.
Chris, who was overjoyed, remained silent and just threw the dagger at his feet.
"damn it!"
Willy couldn't help but cursed, "If you dare to lie to me, the powerful Willy will crush every bone in your body!" He picked up the dagger and stabbed his chest, leaving a faint trace of blood.
.
Chris laughed.
I smiled happily.
Because mice can't kill cats, but curiosity can.
"Do you know? Willy, Joe has prepared a potion for you. Just apply it on that dagger."
Chris's voice was very soft, but in Willie's ears, it was as heavy as thunder.
But he was in no mood to continue the verbal spat.
He felt that his head suddenly became very heavy, everything in front of him suddenly became blurry, and his opponent had already attacked with a knife.
Chris won't waste his only chance.
After all, the medicine only works for one minute.
The first blow was blocked.
The second knife was blocked again.
Third, fourth, fifth, sixth...
The seventh knife cut across Willy's arm, splattering a few drops of blood.
The eighth knife split open Willy's waist, causing blood to spread throughout his thigh.
The ninth knife opened Weili's belly, letting the intestines and internal organs flow all over the floor...
The tenth knife cut off the shiny black hair and the huge and ugly head.
Once the most powerful Willy dies, there will be no suspense in this battle.
Although Kupe and Harry tried their best, they could not turn the tide of the battle.
Chris had at least three broken ribs, which were caused by Coupe's fatal punch on the right side of his chest; Andre was also stabbed in the back, the work of Harry's sharp knife; Vincent was uninjured.
He was as tired as an old dog panting under the shade of a tree in midsummer.
When all the dust settled, a huge figure jumped from the stands into the field, accompanied by a huge roar, "Georgia, you have tarnished the glory of the ancestors! I, Denise, will dig out your heart to plead with the ancestors.
Forgiveness!”
But Georgia didn't end up there.
Instead, he was angrily justifying this.
Because when Willy died, all the Victors in the stands had angry looks on their faces.
Being in the realm of strong men, it is not difficult for them to see why Willy was killed.