The journey is not far, one hundred and thirty or forty miles.
Less than ten o'clock.
Ye Fan felt the cold wind whistling in, and the temperature dropped a few points. It was obvious that the sea of death was ahead.
Although Ye Fan once spent a lot of time traveling in the wild continent, because the continent is too vast, it is impossible to go to every place.
I have heard of the "Sea of Death", but today is my first time visiting it.
"arrive!"
The chief said something and got out of the car.
Ye Fan saw that the endless ocean was pitch black, like an endless black hole, the hole in the earth.
A palpitating feeling came over me.
If it were an ordinary person here, I'm afraid he would break out in cold sweat immediately.
The Sea of Death has an inexplicable depressing aura, as if facing an ancient demon god.
Even the members of the wild Bull tribe, on the Sea of Death, all had solemn faces and honest faces.
"Prepare!"
the chief yelled.
Everyone began to unload the tributes from the truck and place them all.
At this time, the chief said: "My friend, do you know why the water in the Sea of Death is black?"
"Why?"
"Because there is too much blood in it."
Ye Fan was inexplicably surprised.
He saw the chief suddenly turning his head, Niu Dali and other soldiers swung their butcher knives in unison, and the beast's head was cut off.
Streams of blood spurted out, all flowing into the Sea of Death.
Even though I knew it was a wild beast, it was still so bloody that it still made me feel uncomfortable.
Throughout the ages, countless tribes have sacrificed here, killed countless beasts, and so much blood has flowed into the sea, dyeing the water black.
A small amount of blood is stained red.
If there is enough blood, it will naturally turn red and turn black.
The cold wind howled.
The rich smell of blood filled the air, covering the entire area, and even at the end, blood mist appeared.
"The great God of Death!"
Suddenly, the chief stood on the high platform, opened his arms, his white hair danced wildly, and began to pray towards the sea of death.
"Your devout people, the creatures of the Manniu tribe have come to worship you."
"Great God of Death, please protect your people so that they can survive in war, be contented in peace, and become strong in contentment..."
The prayers are eloquent and contain tens of thousands of words.
Ye Fan even dozed off after hearing this.
He only thinks about himself, and it is the last word to be strong. He has no interest in these feudal superstitions at all.
Walk along the coast.
Ye Fan felt the sea of death and wondered if there were any sea beasts in this deep sea.
"Boom."
This idea just popped up.
The Sea of Death suddenly rioted, and not far from the coast, a huge whirlpool of sea water was born.
then.
A huge wave measuring hundreds of meters rose up and rushed towards the people of the Manniu tribe.
"not good!"
Niu Dali's expression changed drastically, and he roared: "Retreat quickly, quickly!"
The old chief was in tears.
"Great God of Death, what makes you angry? We, the Barbarian Bull Tribe, come to offer sacrifices every year. We are your loyal believers. Why do you have to suffer so much for us..."
"Grandpa, leave quickly."
Niu Dali shouted.
The old chief was so heartbroken that he seemed unable to hear any words.
"puff!"
Finally, huge waves crashed down.
Although everyone retreated in time, dozens of soldiers were still killed by the huge waves, and some others were injured.
The tower was shattered.
The old chief knelt among the ruins.
He was not injured.
He is a master of half-step horizontal training. Apart from Niu Dali, he is the strongest. He is always strong and powerful, and even huge waves cannot harm him.
Immediately afterwards, the second huge wave came.
"No!"
The old chief was in pain.
Ye Fan's eyes were sharp and he saw the culprit. His eyes sparkled, and there was actually a sea beast.