Chapter 562: The imminent danger and the beginning! (The salted fish rolls around)
The methods of blood sacrifice are also diverse.
The simplest and crudest thing is of course an indiscriminate massacre, using blood and death to please the gods. Those who usually do this are naturally evil gods, and Lu En didn't mind doing this before.
But after cooperating with Moran, he has more choices.
Blood sacrifices can be evil sacrifices filled with flesh and blood, filled with madness and death, but they can also be majestic, solemn and majestic grand sacrifices, including but not limited to prisoner sacrifices, gladiatorial battles in front of gods and other rituals.
Some extreme customs will even allow two prestigious warriors to fight during the sacrifice, and use death as an honor. This is also a blood sacrifice.
Although Lu En does not have such background now, it does not prevent him from formalizing the blood sacrifice ceremony.
The time of the blood sacrifice was set at night, which was in line with Lu En's requirement that the sooner the better. It also took into account Morun's impatience. More importantly, he did not prepare food or shelter for these purchased creatures.
, if you wait another day, deaths may begin to occur.
One after another, grease-rich torches were inserted at the edge of the open space. If you look at it from a high altitude, you will find that the area where the ceremony is located is an extremely standard circle.
The iron cage was opened, and the creatures inside were released, including most half-human-tall rat rats, some green-skinned monkey-like creatures, and even a small number of elves!
These were purchased by Morun according to the standards of slaves, so you get what you pay for. There are very few strong ones. Even the elves seem to be missing arms and legs. Most of them are young or old, but there are no humans.
In fact, regardless of racial factors, Lu En admitted that humans are better candidates for blood sacrifices. However, elves and humans have a blood feud. Especially due to the lessons of history, humans have been removed from the scope of slaves. When elves meet humans, there is only one result.
Either you die or I die.
On the contrary, on the human side, there are many elven slaves, mainly young and beautiful female elves. The reason is naturally needless to say.
Surrounded by wild beasts for protection, Luen walked out of the jungle with green light spots on his antlers. Morlun had already come forward with his guards.
"Your Majesty Druid, everything is ready!"
Something as hot as fire seemed to flash in the eyes of the young elf caster, and his breathing became much heavier. The elf warriors around him looked at Lu En with vigilance, especially Canris.
If possible, he hoped that he could cut off the head of this weird elf with one sword and let Morun wake up. However, seeing the colossal beast glaring at Lu En and the alarm rising from the bottom of his heart, he had to give up.
This plan.
He knew that if he dared to take action, not only the enemy in front of him, but also the object of his allegiance would attack him without hesitation, which made him hate Lu En even more.
Countless wealth and resources were exchanged for these slaves, and the purpose of the exchange was to kill everyone and conduct a so-called blood sacrifice. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?
Kanrith didn't believe a single punctuation mark of what Luen said, but he couldn't stop Morun from believing in the liar in front of him.
"Your Excellency Morun, history will remember your achievements, and the end of the eternal war will begin from this night!"
Lu En glanced at it, and all he saw were doubts and doubts. Even Morun, who seemed to be convinced, was actually worried inside, even more doubtful than others.
This is a gamble, and Morun has been dazzled by the results of success. He is unwilling or even forcing himself not to think about the consequences of failure, thus hypnotizing himself. It seems that he is more sure than Lu En that the blood sacrifice ceremony will definitely succeed. success.
It is very simple to make a person lose his mind, as long as the benefits are large enough and the price can be tolerated.
Morun should be lucky that he met Lu En. If it were anyone else, his spirituality and even flesh and blood might have been predestined by some evil god.
In countless worlds, the creatures that perform blood sacrifice rituals are as countless as the crucian carp crossing the river, and the final successful cases are even rarer than the number of gods.
"It's best that this is the case, otherwise the price of deceiving the Tirichil family will never be something you can bear!"
The elf warrior Kanrith suddenly spoke coldly, then turned around and knelt down on one knee facing Morun: "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, for the honor of the Tirichil family, I secretly informed your mother, Your Excellency Caroline, that she He should be on his way here now!"
"Canris, how dare you?!"
The caster was instantly furious, but saw Lu En shaking his head: "Okay, Mr. Morun, it's just more witnesses, let's start as soon as possible!"
Lu En's spirituality is so keen and powerful that Moron's superficial anger cannot be hidden from him at all, but he is not willing to get too entangled. No matter what kind of plan Moron has, everything is just a cloud in the face of absolute power.
However, the moment Kanrith revealed the news, Lu En suddenly felt a sense of approaching danger coming from deep within his spiritual soul, which surprised him secretly.
"It seems that there is some kind of power that secretly blocks my perception?"
Before this, Lu En's spirituality did not give any warning, but now, the warning signs have risen in his heart like a tide, as if after a layer of curtain was lifted, he discovered that the danger was already close at hand!
However, Lu En did not panic because of this, because the panic at this time was of no use. Everything was ready for the blood sacrifice ceremony. He only needed Dongfeng. Even if he left decisively now, if the other party could block his perception for the first time, he would naturally be able to block it. The second time, his situation will only become more dangerous.
"The original sect really has two brushes, let's see who is faster now!"
Lu En narrowed his eyes slightly and ignored Morun's explanation. Instead, he walked forward directly and stood in the center of the ritual area, on an altar specially prepared for him.
In the depths of his spirituality, that ray of demigod consciousness is the most important directional sign of blood sacrifice, more than any so-called sacrifice or object of the gods.
Even if it fails, it is just a loss of consciousness. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, but now, Lu En is the one who is barefoot. Of course, success is much better than failure at any time.
"start!"
As Luen stood in the central area, two elf warriors, numerous rats and other creatures appeared in the ten gaps in the periphery. They lined up in confusion to form long snakes, and countless ferocious beasts emerged from the jungle. He walked out and lay prone on one side, watching eagerly.
Some kind of dry plant was put into the bonfire, emitting a large plume of smoke that enveloped the entire place. All the creatures who inhaled it instantly felt that their consciousness was a little blurred. However, the elves had wet wipes wrapped around their faces, while most of the beasts were
He shook his head and woke up.
"The blood sacrifice ceremony begins!"
Beside the campfire, Morlun clenched his staff tightly, his heart pounding, and he gritted his teeth and declared decisively.
Lu En has no way out, and neither does he. He was originally exiled, and if he fails this time, he will definitely become the laughing stock of other elves, and his father, who regards honor as his life, will directly expel him from the family and take back
Last name!
What awaits him in the end will be a tragic ending. The powerful spellcaster family Tiresil will not allow a member who tarnishes the family's reputation to exist!
It was only at this time that Morun felt strong regret in his heart, but it was of no use. He had followed Lu En on a path of failure or failure.
With the arrival of his mother, it may be the honor of success, but it may also be dark bad news!
Clang!
Following Morun's order, the elf warriors drew out their swords one after another and mercilessly wiped the slaves' throats. The bright red blood surged out and instantly started to flow along the lines on the ground.
The moon rises, and the light shines down, but it seems to also be rich in blood.