Fairy Tail: The Strongest Fire Dragon God

The most eye-catching part, however, is the most important part of the Lantern Festival.

In the parade, a group of people wearing white clothes and evil ghost masks carried a black and gold sedan chair, and they walked in the middle of the parade.

This is the Holy Prince!

In the ancient legend of Anyang City, the Holy Prince is a child of hell, and he has half of the power of the underworld since he was born.

The King of Hell felt that his authority was challenged, so he threw the Holy Prince into the mortal world, and later, he searched for the Holy Prince and wanted to bring him back.

The reason why the human world selected the "Holy Prince" to hold the Lantern Festival was, on the one hand, to offer the "Holy Prince" to the King of Hell, and on the other hand, to hope that the King of Hell would convey his wishes to his family for his meritorious service.

Of course, this is just a folk legend.

The "Holy Prince" was not really offered to the King of Hell, but just a suitable person was selected to sit on the sedan chair and walk around with the parade.

While squeezing in the crowd, Xu Zhou sighed: "There are so many people!"

Ji Wu was so irritated that he wanted to shake his legs.

With so many people, it was impossible to find that guy from the parade.

"This is the sedan chair of the Holy Prince! So many people are carrying it, it looks so cool!"

Xu Zhou showed an expression that he also wanted to be carried by someone.

Ji Wu sneered, "This is only in peacetime. In the past, the so-called Saint Prince would have said it was a sacrifice to the King of Hell."

"In ancient times, everyone was stupid. For such illusory rumors, they would really offer real sacrifices to satisfy their own interests."

Xu Zhou looked enlightened: "Then Anyang Island still promotes it as an event?"

"It was the past. Now it's just an ordinary event to comfort people. Just treat it as an ordinary float parade."

A local who had been listening to their conversation was not very happy, "Hey! What do you outsiders know!"

"This Lantern Festival is our local traditional culture. As for the sacrifice you mentioned, there is no such thing! This is a rumor! Slander!"

When he saw this man glaring at him, he looked like he would rush up and beat you up if you dared to say anything more!

Xu Zhou and Ji Wu didn't want to conflict with him here, so they kept silent.

Xu Zhou picked up his phone and wanted to take a picture of this wonderful parade. As soon as the camera was pointed at the sedan chair, he couldn't help but exclaimed!

Ji Wu slapped Xu Zhou on the back of his head, "Don't say bad words, kid."

Xu Zhou rubbed his head, "I said that with an interjection, no, I was shocked! Mr. Ji, I think I saw Brother Bai!"

"Where?"

"That!"

Ji Wu looked in the direction Xu Zhou pointed.

I saw a person wearing a black robe sitting in the sedan chair carried by eight people. He had a familiar face.

Although his face was made up, the tail of his eyes and the center of his eyebrows were outlined with several divine patterns in gold. He looked majestic without anger, and had a transcendent and inhuman divinity.

Ji Wu recognized him at a glance!

Who else could this be but the white leftist who skipped the mission!

"Little bastard!" Ji Wu almost bit his teeth!

Xu Zhou heard the sound of teeth clenching and thought absentmindedly: Should I introduce a reliable dentist to Supervisor Ji?

"Let's catch up! I want to see what tricks he will do this time!"

"Oh!"

The two squeezed into the crowd and followed the parade with difficulty.

Bai Zuo sat on the sedan chair lifted by the crowd and leaned back boredly, "It's so troublesome! Let's end it quickly!"

The parade lasted for more than two hours.

Soon, the team arrived at the destination, which was the last part of the Lantern Festival.

The parade gods had already gone.

In this part, the parade gods did not need to appear.

In front of them was a shrine made of stones. People wearing evil ghost masks lifted the sedan chair up and put it down.

The Holy Prince walked out of the sedan chair and stepped on the stage, and the parade ended.

In fact, this ceremony has eliminated many steps, such as the need for the Holy Prince to enter the coffin at the end, and the lantern bearers who parade with him to light all the lanterns under the altar, so that the prayers for the family can be sent to the underground.

Of course, for safety reasons, these steps have been eliminated.

The only thing worth watching is the process of the parade.

It should have been like this.

Everyone should disperse after seeing this, and the parade gods, the Holy Prince, and the people carrying the sedan chair will remove their makeup.

But today is different.

The Holy Prince standing on the altar, dragging his long black clothes, hummed softly in a strange tone.

People who have participated in the parade in the past were very surprised: "Huh? A new link was added this year?"

"Is it strange that there is such a link?"

"Is it an activity easter egg thought up by Anyang Island?"

"This tune is quite nice, it sounds particularly sacred and ethereal, and it has a chilly feeling that penetrates people's hearts in the gloom, which is very suitable for the atmosphere of the Lantern Festival!"

"The organizer is really thoughtful!"

"This is the way to actively promote culture! Otherwise, it's boring to always do the same thing."

"The Lantern Festival is the most important culture of our Anyang Island, and it can't be changed at will!"

Some locals are dissatisfied. It's okay if outsiders don't know, but don't the locals know it?

There is no such link in the ceremony. Who is so bold to change such an important event!

It's really disrespectful to their culture!

"I appeal to the heavens and the netherworld. Now I, the Holy Prince, have returned to my position and have taken on the authority of the underworld to perform my duties."

The Holy Prince played by Bai Zuo just stood there with dignity.

This frightened the audience below.

Bai Zuo raised his head slightly and looked at the people below with a contemptuous look as if he were looking at an ant. "I have returned to my position. You can offer me to the ghosts and gods, and then you can serve me as ghost soldiers and avoid the suffering of the eighteen hells."

What he meant by this sentence was that you wanted to offer me to the King of Hell. Now that I have returned to my position and have half the authority of the underworld, you can offer yourself to me and work like a cow or a horse for me, otherwise I will throw you into the eighteen levels of hell.

After saying this, he waved his hand.

A huge shadow spread from the ground and silently enveloped the crowd.

In the crowd, Ji Wu and Xu Zhou, who had been unable to squeeze in because there were too many people, suddenly looked up.

"Mr. Ji!"

Ji Wu nodded: "I felt it too."

A huge strange aura!

And why did he feel that this familiar feeling was caused by someone?

It's impossible. There is no strangeness here. How could Bai Zuo suddenly open up a strange domain in front of so many people?

The person standing in the front felt a cool breath coming, and then there seemed to be something fluffy on his calf climbing up his trouser leg.

"Ah!!!"

He suddenly raised his foot and stomped hard a few times.