Take a game to the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 120 Bloody Ritual ([-])
The gate of the cage opened slowly, and the long-awaited villagers were finally allowed in. At this moment, their hearts were filled with excitement and enthusiasm, because they knew that the sacred welcome ceremony was finally about to begin.

What is a welcome ceremony? In fact, it is a massacre ceremony. For the villagers, they need fresh blood to join their big family, so as to improve the overall fighting ability of their village or to impress other villages. Will get the attention of the big guys.

Therefore, at the welcome ceremony in this village, not everyone can join casually, but they need some competition before they can decide who will stay and who will stay.

And this competition is - a life and death struggle.

The winner survives and joins the village, while the loser dies and turns into desolate bones.

This is the most sacred and simplest "welcome ceremony" in the Saintess Village!
"Look, look, it's about to start!"

"Yeah, yeah, look at the aptitudes of the preparatory saintesses this time, and I don't know how many survived in the end?"

"Hey, I think it would be good if only one or two survived, after all, it's not like normal times!"

I saw that when these villagers who filed in filed into this seemingly small cage, the preparatory saintesses who caught their eyes instantly made them noisy, and they began to talk about what was about to happen. , how much blood will join them today.

After all, in this ritual of life-and-death struggle, strong fighting ability alone will not bring you any benefits, because this bloody ritual is a melee, and only smart and powerful people can survive, so just being strong in appearance does not matter. Can't prove anything!
"Look at that big guy, she seems very powerful. It seems she must be joining us this time!"

"Huh? She seems to be very powerful. She is almost twice as tall as me. Maybe she will join this time, right?"

"However, it is said that a guy named Fiona also participated in this battle today. Will she die?"

However, everyone was discussing one after another, and soon they were attracted by the two women who entered the battlefield at the end. One tall and one short, they formed a huge contrast, which moved people's hearts, so they unconsciously let go of what they thought. They all looked at the burly woman and praised her again and again.

"Cough, cough, saintesses, please be quiet, the prophet has something to say, something to say!"

However, when the villagers all looked at the burly woman, suddenly a quiet but majestic voice came out from the crowd, and then everyone shut their mouths one after another, looking excitedly at the woman. Prophet there.

They clearly know who is the protagonist who can decide the game today, so they are all looking forward to the moment when the holy prophet will issue an order.

"Everyone, today is the fifth time that No.30 in the village has held this ceremony. I believe everyone is very excited, right?"

It seemed that it was very beneficial to the eyes of the people, so the expression of the prophet changed slightly, leaning on the crutches of the faucet, and said with a chuckle.

"Yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and at the same time, they looked excitedly at the contestants present. Obviously, it made them even more excited and excited.

"Haha, very good, I declare that the ceremony has officially begun!"

The Prophet is obviously not a very talkative person, so she just adjusted the atmosphere slightly, and then issued an order to start this bloody ceremony. At the same time, she ordered the saints who surrounded the room to retreat. Go out and wait at the entrance of the village to watch this "reality show".

Because the space in this cage is too small to accommodate so many life and death struggles, so they usually perform the ceremony at the entrance of the village, and this time is no exception, and naturally they will choose the blood-soaked place.

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Time passed bit by bit, and the sacred ceremony that the villagers were looking forward to finally began. The saintesses who had been prepared as candidates had already walked into the battlefield surrounded by them with neat steps. At this time, waiting for the prophet to give an order, those people can start the bloodiest fight to prove whether they are really qualified to join them.

"You can start!"

I saw that when everyone looked excitedly at the prophet who finally sat on the main seat and looked majestically at the prophet below, the prophet was finally ready to let these people fight, so she gently spoke to the guard next to her. He gestured for a moment, then drank softly.

After receiving the prophet's instructions, the personal guard did not hesitate at all. He quickly picked up the drum hammer next to him and sounded the big gong about three feet behind him.

"block!"

Under the powerful beating of the guards, the huge gong quickly let out a piercing golden sound, and then the expressions of everyone in the battlefield changed rapidly.

Because each of them knows that from this moment on, the battle has already begun!

Moreover, this battle is still about life and death, and if you are not careful, it will be a life and death battle that will never be restored.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Obviously, from the moment the gong rang, all the women began to be on guard, for fear that the people around them would suddenly violently hurt themselves and cause them to die, so all of a sudden, everyone fell into an inexplicable In the tacit understanding, they all looked at the enemies around them cautiously and did not dare to act rashly, but in such an atmosphere of cold confrontation, there was one person who started the slaughter mode on his own, and that was the burly "Alia!"

"Hahaha, you bastards, let me die!"

It seemed that one blow sent all the women around him flying away, so Alya's eyes became wild. She looked at the panicked women with excitement, and sneered repeatedly, and while sneering, she kept saying He waved his huge fist and hit the women on the other side who were already in shock, making bursts of harsh sounds, which was terrifying.

In an instant, the number of women who were hammered to death by Alia's iron fist had reached as many as a dozen, and this number was still rising. There were still women who were touched by Alia's iron fist and died later.

"Quick, let's go together and kill her, otherwise none of us will survive!"

Alia's sudden explosion obviously frightened these women instantly, so they didn't care about being on guard against the women around them, they could only roar in panic, and wanted to gather their companions to kill this terrifying big guy.

However, the world is always unpredictable, just when they were about to gather their strength to kill the strongest Aliya, suddenly an accident happened, because I don't know when, how many of the dozens of women appeared? The "alternative" extended his fangs to his companions, and began to kill them painfully.

So for a moment, the entire battlefield was in chaos due to the sneak attack of those few people, and then it became a huge melee, and everyone started fighting in the purest form!

After all, in this bloody welcome ceremony, the only truth is to survive, so under such circumstances, they can only activate the killing instinct lurking in their hearts, kill all threatening people, and let themselves truly live go down!

(End of this chapter)