The blood slowly began to spread along some strange lines in front of the altar. From Ling Tian's perspective, it could be clearly seen that the blood lines seemed to be the shape of a huge monster.

beasts……

It's the beast god...

Ling Tian's eyes froze slightly.

As a child of an aristocratic family, Ling Tian understands religious sacrifices better than ordinary people. Even the people of the Central Plains used blood for sacrifices in ancient times. At that time, most religions in the Central Plains were full of blood and violence.

It was only later that the ancestors of the Central Plains people established civilization and started the process of civilization. Sacrifice slowly changed from blood food to livestock, and the objects of sacrifice of the Central Plains people also changed from those bloody and cruel so-called gods to ancestors and heaven and earth.

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Then, slowly, the orthodox pantheon began to appear. The pantheon of the benevolent, kind, and even good camp that emphasized morality, etiquette, etc. began to be worshiped by the Central Plains people together with their ancestors.

In fact, the countless gods of the good camp themselves all come from humans. Therefore, strictly speaking, the sacrifices of the Central Plains people are infinitely inclined to the sacrifices of their ancestors.

However, even if the ancestors of the Central Plains people had successfully eliminated the bloody and cruel so-called gods from the objects of sacrifice, any family with records of ancient sacrificial materials would have to admit that those bloody and cruel so-called gods have terrifying powers.

strength.

That is the power that can destroy heaven and earth and destroy everything.

Unfortunately, countless places outside the Central Plains are still worshiping those bloody and cruel so-called gods. This is why those places outside the Central Plains are obviously worse than the Central Plains, but they can still put great pressure on the Central Plains.

"Hoo......"

Sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling came from a distance, and as the blood turned into patterns, the slave warriors and the aliens who were with the slave warriors began to howl.

Then, like a ferocious beast waking up, the evil and cold aura began to disperse. Even from a very far distance away, Ling Tian could feel the energy in his body stagnating slightly. At the same time, in the distance, it seemed that it was over.

The sacrifices begin again.

The Central Plains people were escorted out one by one, and then, with howling sounds, they were pushed directly into the pattern that had begun to exude a bloody luster.

From a distance, Ling Tian could vaguely hear the content of the howls of the aliens at this time.
Chapter completed!