Great Summoner Pokémon

Chapter 223 Sacrifice to the Dragon God!
Spiegel is being held in Elizabeth's arms, walking around the crowd to visit.

She has changed into an ordinary floral girl's clothes, her hair is wrapped in a headscarf, and she is dressed like a village girl.

There is no clothing store in this small town, and she is wrapped in a blanket all over her body, so it is really indecent to appear in front of people.

So Spiegel asked Lvya to use her mind to move the clothes to dry in the farm yard when there was no one there.

Of course, he left enough gold coins, so it wasn't considered stealing.

Luya followed behind Elizabeth. She also put on the clothes of a human woman, but there were no shoes suitable for her feet.

However, there was a long skirt in the way, and no one noticed that her legs made the appearance of taking steps, but they were actually still floating, and did not step on the ground.

Walking among the crowd, Spiegel found that there were basically humans here, and there were very few races like orcs and dwarves, let alone elves.

Could it be that this is a paradise, and it has not been captured by elves yet?
Anyway, it's not suitable for flying at night, so Spiegel decided to find a pub here tonight and stay there for one night before leaving.

At this time, they had already washed up in the tavern, took a hot bath, and then had a full meal. Then, at the recommendation of the waiter, they came to visit the annual sacrificial ceremony here.

Spiegel has never seen this kind of ceremony after traveling. Many humans danced with weird movements in front of the bonfire. Some formed a circle, and some just swayed among the crowd.

Spiegel felt that the scene was too bizarre, and looked a little uncomfortable, and was going to let Elizabeth carry him back to the tavern to sleep.

"The hurricane is approaching, let us pray with our hearts, offer sacrifices, and appease the dragon god's wrath!"

Suddenly, an old voice came from the small platform built in front of the bonfire.

Everyone stopped their movements and stood still, turning their heads to look at the platform.

Spiegel also looked over. On the platform stood a white-haired old man in a long robe, holding a wooden staff in his hand. There was a magic crystal on the top of the wooden staff, which was shining slightly.

Spiegel knew that this should be some kind of staff, and the voice of the old man could become so loud that the spell on it was working.

"Bring up the sacrifice."

When the old man gave an order, two strong men came up carrying wooden sticks, but the person tied to the wooden sticks turned out to be a man.

"Uncle, do you have the custom of using men as sacrifices?"

Elizabeth suddenly asked the middle-aged man next to her.

The middle-aged man was originally impatient when he saw Elizabeth's village girl's dress, but he was stunned when he saw the face.

"Ahem, that's not necessarily true. Generally, animals' heads are used as sacrifices, but that man escaped from the Dark Sea, and he is the best sacrifice to the Dragon God. As long as he is sacrificed, here It was absolutely smooth sailing.”

A middle-aged man looks like a pig brother, as long as he is a man, his desire for improvement is regardless of age.

Returned from the dark sea?Isn't that the place I was planning to go to?

"Little girl, I see you are unfamiliar, you are a foreigner."

The middle-aged man started to strike up a conversation, and Elizabeth was obviously more attractive to him than the priest.

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken. The girls in this small town, uh, I know everyone. My name is Fu Neng. Since you're an outsider, I'll introduce you to the origin of this sacrifice."

Facing a beautiful woman, even a super beautiful woman like Elizabeth, the middle-aged man Fu Neng's chatterbox opened up, and he started talking endlessly.

The dragon god he mentioned refers to the nuclear dragon. They think that the annual hurricane is the anger of the dragon god, and sacrificing the people who escaped from the dark sea is the best way to pass it down, because those people disturbed the dragon god.

Ritual preparations began, and the man was carried to the middle of the platform and unhooked from the stick.

The white-haired old man muttered some incomprehensible spells in his mouth, reached out and took out all kinds of strange colors from the bottles and jars held by the waiter, and touched the man's face, painting him as A big painted face.

Although the man was untied from the rope, his arms were still held by the two strong men next to him, and he couldn't move. A cloth was stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't speak.

After painting, the white-haired old man cleaned his hands in the water basin held by another servant boy, and touched the man's chest with his staff, and the man was immediately enveloped in purple light.

The strong man immediately let go of his hand and stepped back. The man seemed to be fixed, motionless, and then floated in the air, causing the audience to gasp in amazement.

It is rare for ordinary civilians to see such a miraculous scene. The man soared into the air and flew towards the blazing bonfire behind.

This is to throw people into the fire and burn them alive, and Spiegel can't stand it anymore.

"Luya, save me."

Following Spiegel's instructions, the green and red eyes lighted up slightly, and the man suddenly froze in mid-air.

In front of his eyes was the raging flames, and the billowing heat felt like his brows were burning.

But he was passive and unable to move, unable to shout out, feeling extremely hopeless in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he even escaped from the Dark Sea, and ended up being planted in this small village. The sky has no eyes.

The man didn't know that he was being controlled by Luya, and thought that the white-haired old man was going to tease him before he died, tears of bitterness poured out of his heart.

The white-haired old man was also stunned, shouldn't be, he obviously let the man throw it into the bonfire and burn it, why did he stop before that?

I wondered if there was something wrong with the magic?But he has used it for decades, and this has never happened.

Although the white-haired old man was puzzled, he knew that he couldn't make a mistake at this critical moment, otherwise his unsightly face would be secondary, and if he offended the dragon god, it would be over with a more violent hurricane.

So he raised his staff again, purple light flashed on the staff, and continued to release magic at the man.

But the man remained motionless, the white-haired old man was sweating on his forehead, and he heard discussions behind him.

"What's the matter? Why did the man stop in front of the fire?"

"It doesn't conform to the rules. I didn't do this before. Will the Dragon God be angry?"

"Is there something wrong with it? Do you want to go over and help?"

There was commotion among the townspeople, and the white-haired old man was even more anxious. His fame in the first life cannot be swept away just like that.

"Spirit of Fire, listen to my request..."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but change his strategy. Since the mage's hand couldn't move the man into the bonfire, he took out the magic at the bottom of the box and directly burned the man in mid-air with the deflagration technique. The result is the same, as long as the sacrifice is successful. up.

Countless fire elements gathered towards the front of the white-haired old man's staff, and soon a large fireball with a diameter of nearly one meter appeared.

(End of this chapter)