The continuous roars gradually became uniform, and thousands of Dark Stars burst out with the greatest enthusiasm, shouting hysterically.
Thirty million years have passed. In these years, the civilization of Dark Star has been destroyed and hunted by the whole universe. Civilizations that were eager to please others have turned against each other. They used the most cruel methods to destroy the original mountains and tried to destroy Dark Star.
Erase everything.
The huge empire that originally spanned the galaxy for 30 million years has finally reduced to such a small village. If there is still no hope, then perhaps the once glorious and most powerful super-ancient civilization will be annihilated in the tide of history.
So when this hope really appeared, they were excited, crazy, and filled with tears.
Because they know that in the future, they may no longer have to hide in these dark corners like bedbugs in the gutter and may collapse at any time.
Cao Ze's huge body gradually fell into the center of the altar, and this familiar aura and distorted feeling drove the few thousand remaining Dark Stars completely crazy.
The elephant-like roars became more and more uniform, filled with a tearing feeling, as if their throats were about to split in the roar, but they couldn't care less about it and still indulged themselves.
Cao Ze did not interrupt the cheers of these people who should probably become dependents. Although he felt a little noisy, he was not upset.
As time went by, the cheers showed no sign of stopping. Cao Ze became impatient. He stretched out a tentacle and patted the ground gently.
bump!
The huge banging sound instantly overwhelmed the cheers, and the dark stars' scarlet eyes were full of excitement and...fear.
They looked at the figure in the dream, and the voices in their mouths gradually became quieter.
The oldest of the six figures on the altar took two trembling steps forward. He slowly knelt down on one knee, saluted, and shouted in the language of Dark Star with an extremely enthusiastic tone: "Greatness
O God of God, lowly Allen Ga offers you a sacrifice.”
As soon as he finished speaking, behind him, five dark star people who were praying like him knelt down without hesitation, and strands of darkness surged out of them, swirled and intertwined and flew towards the center of the altar.
Cao Ze raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered this ceremony. The Dark Star is the gathering place of darkness in the world, and the aborigines born there will carry the purest darkness.
As a god in darkness, he is undoubtedly interested in these darknesses, so all the sacrifices made by Dark Star are to capture native animals as sacrifices.
Of course, as the most powerful residents, the Dark Stars undoubtedly have the most darkness. Only in extremely urgent situations, they will use their darkness as a sacrifice to the evil god.
Because this comes at a price, all the residents who have contributed their darkness will have their abilities greatly reduced in the next few months or even years, or even lose their ability to live, and they will be like vegetative people who rely on others to survive.
Cao Ze quietly watched the darkness approaching him, with no intention of stopping it.
Originally, Gatanjie's impression of these darkness residents was like lambs. When he wanted darkness, they had to contribute. He didn't care whether the darkness came from the creatures who cultivated other dark stars or themselves.
Even if it were Cao Ze now, he wouldn't be able to prevent this from happening, and these people wouldn't die anyway.
As the darkness touched his hard shell, some throbbing appeared in Cao Ze's numb scarlet eyes. Can this darkness actually repair his injuries?
Before he could sense the effects carefully, the transmission of darkness had stopped. Not far away, the five dark star people kneeling on their knees slowly fell down. It could be seen that they had given themselves the maximum darkness they could give.
As if feeling the emotions of his own god, the leader, Allen, shouted in a guilty tone: "Please forgive me, the great god, the flowers of Qijela have withered, and we...have lost Qijera."
As he spoke, he also knelt on his knees, pressing his forehead tightly against the altar, as if he was at the disposal of the gods.
Cao Ze was silent. He was searching for some information in his huge memory. He always felt that the name of the guy in front of him seemed familiar.
When some memories were touched, there were some fluctuations in Cao Ze's eyes. Zuo Jia is the messenger of darkness, and not everyone can use the surname "Jia" in the Dark Star.
Only strong men who specialize in worshiping Gatanjie can have the surname Jia.
And these priests also have another responsibility, that is...to take care of Qijela, or...to cultivate!
Thinking of this, Cao Ze finally said his first words after arriving: "I am very satisfied with the sacrifice, get up."
Allen was stunned, and even the residents who were kneeling around him were stunned. God actually answered them. How is this possible?
Isn’t it true that only kings can communicate with gods?
The excited rustling began to show signs of spreading again, and their eyes became more and more fanatical.
"I have a Qijela seed here. I need more Qijera." Cao Ze said, and a black seed the size of a fist flew out of the huge shell on his body and floated in front of Ya Lian.
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At this time, Allen finally came to his senses. He carefully looked at the seed that had been passed down in front of him, and stretched out his trembling hand to touch it but did not dare.
The priest profession has not seen Qijela for so long that he is not sure whether he can take good care of Qijera like his ancestors, who has given their clan countless glory.
"What? Is there a problem?"
God's question rang out, instantly making Allen tremble. He no longer hesitated, gently held Qijela's seed, and answered loudly and excitedly: "Humble Yalian will definitely not let you down!"
Cao Ze felt some special energy in the old priest's body and nodded with satisfaction. This energy can indeed give birth to Qijela. As a plant, as long as Qijera grows into a monster, Qijera's heart can cultivate more
Zigela.
This is also the reason why the King of Dark Star can directly throw thousands of Zijla's seeds when he conflicts with Tiga.
"Zojia will temporarily serve as your partners. Within three years, I will see the second Qijela seed." Cao Ze said calmly.
"I will obey the oracle." Ya Lian knelt down and shouted, the excitement on his face became more and more intense, but he just suppressed himself from shouting.
Cao Ze did not continue to speak, and his figure gradually disappeared in front of these people. He did not want to be surrounded as a mascot all the time.
The moment Cao Ze's body disappeared, the roar of the mountain and the tsunami sounded again, and another carnival of the dark stars began.
At the same time, at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean in Blue Star, pairs of scarlet eyes lit up, and the sea began to surge again.
Amid the horror of countless people on the beach, densely packed giant birds with strange shapes broke through the sea and rushed straight into the sky.
In just a moment, the Zuojias' bodies even covered the sky, and their huge numbers made all the creatures they saw feel despair.
