Witchcraft

Chapter 9

That night, Luo Xin had a dream all night. In the dream, those totems kept shining this light, and her body felt extremely comfortable, and her whole body was relaxed to the extreme.

Ah!
Luo Xin stretched her waist and rubbed her eyes with both hands.

"Mom, what's for breakfast?" Luo Xin asked loudly in a daze.

The surrounding tauren stared blankly at the Broken Jade Claw, not knowing why she was going crazy.

Luo Xin suddenly woke up, her eyes quickly turned around, and her face quickly fell.

It was still these tauren, the swollen muscles looked terrified.

Why!This bloody place.

Luo Xin jumped up, her body was as light as a swallow, and she felt great.

Luo Xin looked around her body in surprise, and finally felt better.

It seems that the disgusting green liquid is still a bit good.

The old man didn't speak clearly, and he didn't know what effect it had, which made him worry all night.

"Smart Luo Xin, the priest has given orders. After you get up, please go to the altar. Today there will be an apprenticeship ceremony." Feng Yang bent slightly and performed a ritual, his mouth full of respect.

Wise?
From a small thing to a wise man, this is like flying a plane, the rise is too fast!

It seems that this magic stick profession is really popular!Ha ha ha ha!
"Well, thank you for your hard work!" Luo Xin waved her hands, posing like a 'wise man' should have.

Luo Xin turned around and walked out of the cave. Xiao Zhi happened to be walking in front of her. When she saw Luo Xin, she became very playful.

"Little thing" Xiao Zhi was about to say hello.

Snapped!
Xiao Zhiniang had already slapped him on the head, pulling Xiao Zhi out of the way.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is an apprentice priest. You should be called a wise man. Is your skin itchy?" Xiao Zhiniang reprimanded the bear child mercilessly.

Wow!
Is this apprentice priest so useful?

People who were eager to drive themselves out yesterday have completely changed their attitude today.

"Xiao Zhiniang, don't care about the child! Ahaha!" Luo Xin was complacent, and raised her hand to pat Xiao Zhi's head.

Due to forcibly touching the head, he is not tall enough, which makes him look a little awkward.

Luo Xin withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and smiled brightly.

Outside the cave is already in full swing, all the tauren are busy, today is a big scene.

Priests accepting apprentices is the grace of God, and it is the embodiment of the will of the Lord God.

The altar, which had not been dismantled yesterday, was raised a lot today, and it was two meters above the ground.

The trophies of the tribe were laid out one after another.

There are tiger, lion and other ferocious animal skins, as well as some strange animal skulls.

A huge totem was erected in the center of the altar, and the pattern of the bloodthirsty tauren was engraved on the totem.

The totem was nearly ten meters high, and a huge fire was ignited all around it. The light of the fire made the entire altar red, as if it was burning.

As long as the totem is sacrificed, the fire cannot be extinguished. This is a sacrificial ceremony.

If the fire is extinguished, the tribe will be disrespectful to the main god, and the matter will be serious.

As soon as Luo Xin approached the altar, the firelight made her feel hot all over, almost sweating.

These tauren are really real!

The fire was so hot that I almost thought it was a fire.

"Has the teacher not come yet?" Luo Xin asked Feng Yang beside her.

Teacher, refers to Hu Yunfei.

In this world, apprentices call their elders teachers, and Luo Xin does as the Romans do.

"My lord priest just got up, now I should prepare the holy clothes!" Feng Yang said honestly.

Priests wear clothes with unique marks. Hu Yunfei is a war priest, and the priest robes he wears bear the marks of war.

Ordinary orcs call these sacred things with some respect, and the holy clothes actually refer to the robes of the war priests.

Priests are also graded.

The lowest level is the Priest of Wind Whispers, and the higher one is the Priest of War. If one can learn hymns, then he is the Priest of Hymns.

The highest level is God Priest, which is an extremely terrifying existence and a power that can control the entire world.

God priests are already legendary existences, and there have been no god priests in the entire Bimon world for thousands of years.

Those forbidden techniques that destroy the world only exist in the stories of bards.

"Hey! Feng Yang, do you know the process of this apprentice acceptance ceremony? I mean, do I need to do anything?" Luo Xin was a little restless.

At first, I thought it was just a salute, a cup of tea or something, how could I guess, these people are so capable of tossing around, watching this battle makes people feel guilty.

"I don't know!" Feng Yang rubbed the back of his head, a little dumbfounded.

In fact, there are not many orcs with spiritual power. Even the orcs rarely participate in this kind of sacred sacrificial activities. Feng Yang has never participated in it. He is still a young orc and has never seen anything in the world.

"The thing in the middle is the totem, right? What's the use of this totem?" Luo Xin was quickly attracted by the huge wooden pillar in the middle.

The totem is a symbol of the tribe, and it will be carried out in major sacrificial activities.

"This is the totem of our tribe. We are warrior believers of the Lord God. This totem was brought from the temple. Your Broken Jade Claws don't have such a beautiful totem." Feng Yang looked proud, without realizing that he The words alluded to the weakness of Broken Jade Claw.

Of course Luo Xin didn't care about Broken Jade Claw, she never came to her senses, and she still regarded herself as a beautiful girl of the new era born under the red flag.

It was actually carved by a temple, no wonder it is lifelike, but this thing looks mysterious, but I don't know what its specific function is.

"The old man, no, why hasn't the teacher come yet?" Luo Xin kept looking in the direction of the small stone house.

"I saw the priest, come here!" Feng Yang was tall and big, his eyes were farther than Luo Xin's.

"Where?" Luo Xin stood on tiptoe, but couldn't even see anyone.

Feng Yang froze, bent over, and raised Luo Xin with both hands.

Sure enough, the crooked figure of the old fox appeared in the distance. He walked extremely slowly and was wearing a delicate robe.

Embroidered on the robe are two alternating battle axes, the mark of a war priest.

He held the magic staff in his left hand, and his robe fluttered in the wind, showing a trace of elegance.

This old man really knows how to pose.

"Okay, you can let me down now." Only then did Luo Xin realize that she was being lifted up like a child.

These tauren can solve things with strength, never use their brains.

"Oh!"

Feng Yang's eyes froze, and he casually put Xiao BuDian down.

哶!哶!
The sound of struggling and howling beasts spread throughout the valley, and it seemed that they were sacrifices prepared for the sacrifice.

All right!The sacrifices of these orcs cannot do without these bloody scenes.

Luo Xin exhaled lightly, trying to force herself to adapt.

The strong tauren carried thousands of kilograms of prey on their shoulders, and let the prey struggle, the tauren remained motionless.

This terrifying power has always been the capital of the Bloodhoof Tribe's survival, and it is fully reflected at this moment.

(End of this chapter)