For this blood sacrifice, the warriors of the tribe were busy with three "star times".

Many figures that are not commonly seen are also pushed out by the warriors. These people are either disabled or suffer from some kind of serious illness that is difficult to cure.

Except for the guards patrolling the mountainside and still staying at their posts at this time, almost all the tribesmen gathered on a protruding rock higher than the peak of the ancestors.

This huge rock looks quite like the white giant rock in "The Lord of the Rings" that divides the Gondor capital Minas Tyris into two. It suddenly extends from the north of the mountain in the ancestor's peak, but its top is very flat. Even if thousands of people gather at the same time, it does not seem crowded, forming a natural gathering square.

Because it is closer to the Sun Stone on the top of the mountain, the entire giant rock square is reflected like daytime. This is the "Ascending Rock" in the myth of the Alpine Tribe. It is the most sacred place among the entire Alpine Tribe, except for the holy place where the Sun Stone is located.

It is said that the last god who left the mortal world - the Sun God, flew to the heavens from the giant rock near the Sun Stone, under the gaze of everyone, and drove a dazzling white light to the sky.

At this moment, under the command of the king, the crowd was divided into several clearly divided levels in the square.

The closest one to the Sun's Stone is the sacrifices of this blood sacrifice, with about forty people. They are all tribe members who have permanently lost their ability to fight due to age, illness, or disability in recent years. Most of them have numb faces and seem to have been mentally prepared, and no one resists or escapes.

Since ancient times, these useless people who have permanently lost their combat ability will not end well, either being exiled or being treated as living sacrifices.

Now all the tribesmen know that the Ye Gui has surrounded the ancestors' peak, and the result of being exiled must be the food of the Ye Gui.

Instead of doing this, it is better to treat your life as a gift to the gods.

Xuefeng dragged her disabled left foot and stood at the front of the group. This was her only privilege as a shaman's daughter:

She was lucky enough to die closer to the gods.

Behind the blood sacrifice are tribal warriors with the same number of sacrifices. These forty warriors were selected from the strongest combat power of the gods in the alpine tribe. Soon, these people will dance to praise the gods, and at the last step of the dance, they will take down the beating heart of the blood sacrifice, which is still beating, and offer it to the gods.

Between the living sacrifice and the God Guards responsible for the blood sacrifice are all kinds of ordinary sacrifices made of thatch.

Among them, as the prototype of these sacrifices, there are the "Shenzhou" that is said to be able to carry hundreds of people to fly, and the "Shenochou" that can swallow people into their stomachs and travel thousands of miles a day, etc.

The images of these divine objects all come from murals left thousands of years ago on the peak of our ancestors.

It is said that the first ancestors of the Gaoshan Tribe had seen and used these divine objects with their own eyes.

In order to remember the departing gods, the ancestors carved the images of these divine objects on murals in the early days of the Dark Age to commemorate them.

Carved with these murals, there are some strange characters and symbols. It is said that these are "divine texts" that contain the basic rules of the universe and can explain the laws of everything, such as why water turns into ice and why it rains in the sky.

Legend has it that at the end of the God Covenant era, it was the mortals who tried to learn the divine text that eventually angered the gods, which led to the gods leaving the human world. Therefore, even shamans in the current tribes cannot understand the meaning of the divine text.

Behind the god guards in charge of the blood sacrifice were other tribes, with a total of seven or eight hundred people, and the king and the shaman were surrounded by these people. During the blood sacrifice, these ordinary tribes were responsible for chanting the names of the gods in unison in order to attract the attention of the gods in the heavens.

After everyone was in place, the shaman observed the night sky, confirmed the relative position between the few dim stars, and said to the king beside him:

"King, now all the stars have returned to their positions. When half of the star is over, the eternal night will enter the darkest moment."

Yong night and Yong day are not constant, and they will become darker or brighter periodically.

The darkest moment is the darkest moment in eternal night, corresponding to the noon moment when the sun is directly above the peak of the ancestors in eternal day.

The alpine tribe calls the time between two darkest moments or noon moments a day, and divides the day into 24 stars. The shaman determines the specific time by observing the relative positions of stars and planets, which is almost the same as the practices of the ancient Mayan civilization on Earth.

"Then let's start."

As Wang Da's hand waved, the warriors in the front row danced enthusiastically, and the onlookers also began to chant the name of the gods.

As the darkest moment approaches, the dances of the god guards become more and more intense, and the chanting of the tribesmen becomes louder and louder, and the glory of the Sun Stone appears more dazzling in the deeper darkness.

Feeling that the time was almost over, Wang turned his head to signal the Shaman.

The shaman hesitated for a moment when he looked at his daughter Xuefeng's back, and in a blink of an eye he met Wang's threatening eyes again, and could only nod in difficulty.

"Salute to the god of heaven!"

Hearing the king's orders, the god guards stopped dancing, took out a "dagger" made of some special metal material, and slowly pushed towards the sacrifices ahead.

In addition to having the common attribute of sharpness, almost every god guard has different "daggers" in his hands. Some "daggers" even don't look like weapons at all, but are more like some kind of alloy fragments with sharp edges and corners, and there is almost no sign of polishing in each hand.

This kind of "dagger" is also called the divine stone dagger by the locals.

Seeing the god guards taking out the divine stone daggers and approaching slowly, the tribe members in the front row who were living sacrifices also became panic. Even Xue Feng, who had been forcibly calming, couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

But at this time, the God Guards had surrounded them. These old, weak, sick and disabled living sacrifices were powerless to return to their regrets.

"God, have you abandoned your most devout believers?" At the last moment, Xue Feng still did not forget to ask God for help.

If anyone else in this tribe really believes in the existence of the gods, it must be this lame girl.

Inheriting the name of the shaman and protecting the faith of the gods is the only existence value of this disabled girl in the alpine tribe, and it is also the only spiritual pillar for her to survive.

She figured it out, if the gods did not respond to her prayers in the end, it would prove that the king was right: she, who had nothing but knowledge and faith, was indeed a worthless person.

She has no resentment.

For a poor person with illusory beliefs, death is the best destination.

Just as Xue Feng was about to close his eyes to meet death, a white halo suddenly burst out from the "place where the sun god ascends" between the offering and the Sun Stone.

This white halo is not as stable as the light emitted by the Sun Stone, but presents an unstable form like a wave. While the halo is fluctuating, the space around it seems to be distorted by some force, giving people the illusion that this space is "folding".

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, because such a situation had never happened in the previous sacrifices. The warriors holding daggers in the front row couldn't help but look back at the king, as if they wanted to get an explanation from the king.

But Wang also looked shocked.

White light!

Xue Feng, who was standing in the front row, rubbed his eyes fiercely, and it was really a white light!

As the person who is most familiar with ancient legends in the entire tribe, Xue Feng immediately linked the white halo that undulates like waves in front of her with the ancient legend of the Sun God.

Although she had never seen the scene of the Sun God ascending with her own eyes, she had already concluded in her heart that this was the legendary light of God!

Without any hesitation, she believed that the gods really responded to her prayer!

The god is not an illusory existence. The scene in front of her proved that her past persistence in knowledge and belief was meaningful!

There will never be anyone who can deny the value of her survival!

Xue Feng was very weak in physical strength and stood with his disabled left foot for too long. He had only barely supported his body under the stimulation of death threat.

The moment she saw the "miracle" with her own eyes, she could no longer hold on to her knees.

Resisting the urge to cry, Xuefeng fell to the ground, chanting the verses about the gods in his memory over and over again.

I just don't know whether she is praising the gods, hypnotizing herself, or both

Seeing Xue Feng kneeling on the ground, the living sacrifices around him slowly reacted, and a burst of commotion appeared in the crowd. This is the gods who are about to come to the mortal world to save them!

As the white halo became brighter and brighter, all the sacrifices fell to the ground like Xue Feng. Even the god guards who should have stepped forward immediately and completed the last step of the sacrificial dance were affected by this atmosphere and put down their daggers, and no one dared to continue to move forward.

The tribe members watching in the back row also stopped chanting the name of the gods. The shaman only taught everyone how to pray for the coming of God. But when the gods seemed to be coming, no one knew what they should do, and even the shaman himself did not know.

At this moment, the white halo reached its peak and a figure slowly emerged.

What a godly posture!

Xue Feng, who was closest to the nearest, saw that the figure was extremely tall, even much taller than the tallest king in the tribe.

But she didn't dare to look at it anymore, but instead buried her head lower.

Watching the divine text is a blasphemy against the gods. How could she be qualified to look directly at the body of the gods?

Seeing the appearance of tall figures, even the king could not continue to remain calm.

Although he never believed in the existence of the gods before, at this moment, based on his backward knowledge system, Wang really couldn't imagine that there would be other explanations that could explain everything that is happening at this moment.
Chapter completed!