First of all, it must be noted that the Malosso tribe still maintains most of its original mode of survival to this day. More than 20 years ago, it was the early 1990s. It can be said that no outsiders have been seen here all year round. The complex jungle environment and dangerous and highly toxic creatures forced outsiders to retreat. Moreover, there are no valuable resources worth taking risks here, and it is normal that no one comes.

At that time, the Malosso Tribe maintained a ceremony for worshiping the gods, which was the primitive religion's belief in death and all things in nature. Every ten years, the Malosso Tribe held such a ceremony for worshiping the gods.

This is not as beautiful as modern urban people can imagine.

In this way, every ten years of sacrifice, the wizards in the clan usually order ten pure girls of eighteen years old to prepare, and put them on the altar on the full moon night through a blood ritual, peel off the girl's abdomen, take out all the internal organs and put them in a special container, waiting for the gods to enjoy.

Such a ritual for god sacrifice has been held for hundreds of years and has never had any problems. Although those internal organs usually ended by wild beasts within a few days after the end of the ritual, the ritual for god sacrifice that day was different.

After the ten girls were dissected and taken out of their internal organs and put them in a container, thousands of people from the Malosso Tribe gathered together to sing and pray. Logically speaking, the prayer was at most midnight, and the ceremony was basically over and everyone would disperse.

But just as the ceremony of sacrifice was about to end, something strange happened.

Kamim (the native) heard a strange sound.

During the ritual of sacrifice, everyone except the tribe's wizard Tmahe, could not raise their heads. However, for some reason, Kamim seemed to have been infected that day, risked being executed, and suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound.

Without any signs in advance, he looked up at the altar.

When he looked at it, he didn't think about the consequences of death, but instead widened his eyes in horror.

On the altar in the distance, the ten girls who had already been cut off from the caesarean section, the one who was lying on the stone platform in the middle sat up straight.

Without anyone's assistance or help, when Kamim looked up, she happened to see a girl who was clearly dead, with a big blood-covered hole in her abdomen, sitting upright from the stone platform with her eyes closed. The strange scene scared Kamim to the extreme fear.

When Lu Yuan and others heard this indigenous man say this, their first thought was whether the indigenous man was stupid?

The dead are resurrected?

After several hours of empties, can you still be resurrected?

There is no such thing in this world that goes against the laws of nature. It is obvious that it is just a trick played by the wizard from their tribe.

Although he felt it was a bit ridiculous, Lu Yuan did not interrupt the pirate's translation, and his eyes signaled him to continue translating.

According to this indigenous Kamim, after a sudden abnormal noise occurred during the ritual of sacrifice, the girl who should have died for a long time sat up straight without any signs.

Out of fear of the wizard of Temah, at that time, except for Kamim, no one dared to look up at him, except Kamim, but Kamim saw this strange phenomenon with his own eyes.

He could see at that time that not only was he shocked by it, but even the wizard Temae, who always showed a calm face, changed his expression and took a few steps back, completely losing his usual calmness. It seemed that the girl's abnormal movement was not instructed by the wizard Temae.

To say that this scene is really heart-wrenching, Kamim wanted to shout, but somehow, the sound could not burst out again when it reached the throat, just as if his throat was blocked, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Since even the wizard Tmahe was in amazement, Kamim was even more scared. Before this fear could go deeper, it directly evolved into fear.

After the girl whose belly was hollowed up sat up from the stone platform, suddenly a layer of dense black dots appeared beside her, like mosquitoes flying around her, buzzing surprisingly fast, and I don’t know where it came from, as if it appeared out of thin air, and then it squeezed and piled up together layer by layer.

Layer after layer, from scratch, from scratch, was behind the girl in a few blink of an eye, forming a very strange black shadow.

"Black Shadow?"

Lu Yuan frowned, "To be more accurate, what black shadow?"

The pirates were a little embarrassed, as if they didn't know how to translate accurately. Finally, they thought about it and explained: "This is a kind of god that their tribe fears. I can't describe it accurately... It is called 'Erk Death', like a god covered with countless eyes and tentacles of death."

The pirate has a low level of education. It is a bit embarrassing to ask him to describe the appearance of an unknown object in detail. The general description makes it difficult for others to imagine.

However, somehow, when Lu Yuan heard the pirate's description, he felt aroused and an association came into contact with him.

This place should be at least more than 100 meters away from the basement where Brando is closed, but his right hand can still feel a little attraction... From the time he got off the helicopter, the abnormal U disk was ready to move, which made him extremely shocked. When he arrived next to Brandu, the tightly held U disk almost immediately as soon as he let go. The target was undoubtedly the arrow inserted into Brandu's chest.

It's very strange, indeed very strange.

Why does a USB flash drive have such a strong sense of a broken arrow that is not so beautiful?

One is modern electronic products, and the other is arrows from indigenous tribes thousands of miles apart. No matter how you look at it, both are completely incompatible.

Before this, the only ones that had such an abnormal phenomenon were next to the South Pacific submarine base...

Thoughts flashed in my mind, Lu Yuan suddenly turned to look at Chen Ran and said, "Help me find a piece of white paper, drawing board, and pencil."

Everyone felt that it was inexplicable and didn't know what Lu Yuan was planning. Fortunately, Chen Ran obeyed the orders very much and immediately turned around and found these three items.

Putting the white paper on the drawing board, Lu Yuan held the pen in his left hand, closed his eyes slightly, opened it suddenly, and quickly swept the white paper with his left hand.

He could clearly remember almost any pictures he saw with just one retracement of memory, and his strong control over his body and high-speed thinking made him plan all the images before he even started. He did not draw according to the rules like ordinary people, but instead scanned them line by line like a printer, his hands were like afterimages, without stopping or hesitation, and the pupils behind him were completely unbelievable.

In less than a minute, a realistic black and white painting was freshly released.

"Is this the 'Erk Death' you said?"

Holding the black and white painting, Lu Yuan looked directly at the pirate.

It is like a crustacean organism with huge numbers on its body, as if it were organs like dorsal fins or membrane wings, and black limbs divided into dozens of black limbs like insects. But the position of the head was originally located, but there were dense vortex elliptical tumors. These tumor-like ellipsoids were covered with a large number of short dark tentacles, and you could clearly see that there were a large number of flesh cores in the tumor in the hole, and the overall look like there were hundreds of eyeballs.

Such a strange creature, even if it is just drawn on the picture, brings a very strong impact to people.

The pirate looked horrified, took a few steps back, took a breath of cold air and trembled, "This...it seems...it's a bit like I've seen their totem."

The totem effect produced by indigenous tribes is obviously impossible to compare with this realistic style, but the general characteristics are recognized by the pirates.

"Oh, then do he know him?"

As he said that, Lu Yuan suddenly turned his hand and let the native man kneeling on the ground see the painting he was holding.

“Ahhh…”

Unexpectedly, when I saw this painting, the natives lay on the ground in fear and kowtowed hard. The meaning of fear was very obvious.

"interesting……"

Seeing the expression of the natives, Lu Yuan already understood in his heart that the unknown creatures in the painting were the evil gods worshipped by these indigenous people.
Chapter completed!