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The black wind roared, blowing the haze from the sky.

The northern border is on the other side of the Netherworld Mountains.

The northernmost part of the Jiuji Continent was resisted by the Massa Empire and the Settlement Empire.

The Yasha clan is located a thousand kilometers away from the Netherworld Mountains. Countless low caves are like honeycombs, densely stationed under the ground. Even the huge altar above the ground is only as high as a person.

The black wind is still there, rolling up the sand all over the sky like crazy, rubbing against the exposed rock again and again.

This is the wind of the north, which never disappears between the four seasons. It protects and imprisons this place.

There were three people standing on the black dot-like altar. Looking at them, they saw half-bowed bodies and exploding limbs, standing in the dark wind with their bodies locked tightly.

"Two more died."

"There are many?"

"There are not many left. There are more than thirty people alive, and they may not be able to support the arrival of our ancestors."

"I'll tell the Gema blood witch that you two pour today's nourishment on it." The tall and strong Yaksha, the largest among the three, made a rumbling sound like a thunderbolt.

After saying that, he turned around and faced the black wind and walked to the easternmost part of the crypt.

The blood witch priests of Yaksha guard the four directions, and the Gema blood witch is at the head of the east, where it is closest to the sky and can receive the summons from the ancestors as soon as possible.

Ge Ma is like a human being, sitting on the futon, surrounded by blood and energy.

"Sir, we don't have many insects left. Do you want to grab some more?"

The tall and strong Yaksha lay on the ground and said respectfully.

"No, it's the beginning of spring, and the Massa Empire will be restless again. Just remember to plunder some prisoners. Remember, you will still be on the defensive this year. Don't go out to provoke them. As for the surviving ones, let them cultivate for some time.

They will be the sacrifices for the ancestors when they come. "

Gao Zhuangyaksha naturally understood what Ge Ma meant. The first thing the ancestors were familiar with was the blood of these thirty people. These people will become the last items to be sacrificed to the ancestors.

The tall and strong Yaksha did not get up, but lay on the ground and squirmed out.

From beginning to end, he never raised his head.

It wasn't until Gaozhuang Yaksha was completely out of the cave that Ge Ma opened his eyes.

The look of red blood was the same as Jeffrey's eyes that day.

Bloodthirsty, thirsty.

"It will take another year, soon, soon..."

The voice was very thin, as if Ge Ma didn't speak. Slowly, the place fell into endless silence again.

Yaksha Dungeon, deep beneath the surface.

"It's time to eat." Gao Zhuangyaksha carried a bucket of turbid water down to the dungeon, grinning ferociously, exuding a strong stench, and threw it on Tabor's face.

Tabor was passed through by four iron ropes, and an iron bucket was placed under each of the four positions.

Spilled blood dripped down.

The sound of blood dripping on the iron bucket was thick, drop by drop, falling thickly and drawing a thin streak of blood in the air.

Tabor didn't raise his head or even open his eyes. His messy hair had condensed together and stuck to his scalp.

The whole person is like a dry tree body, no part of it is intact, and the cracked skin is scary.

"eat····"

Gao Zhuangyaksha picked up the spoon in his hand and stuffed it into Tabor's mouth indiscriminately. His words were very blunt.

He couldn't let them starve to death, so he had to force them to eat every day, so that Gao Zhuangyaksha could rest assured.

The few remaining here are the future of our ancestors.

One after another, several more Yakshas walked in, stood in front of the human race, picked up spoons and stuffed them into the mouths of the others.

"Boom..."

The dungeon door was closed again without any light. Tabor closed his eyes and silently counted the number of times the blood dripped into the iron bucket.

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Gus sat on the boulder and opened his eyes. These people were very powerful, and the fluctuations of their witchcraft power could already affect the wandering elemental energy.

"Mag Academy······"

Weiss leaned next to Gus, putting all his strength on the boulder, staring at the looks of several people, and his tone was ominous.

There were not many people coming, only four of them. Although the jade medals around their waists were not among the top fifty, they were already stained with green, and they were just a hair away from reaching the top.

The four of them looked at the two of them, just like Weiss before, they were also a little surprised.

"Hey, it's just right. Since you're here, it's fate. Hand over all the things on your waist, so I don't have to do anything."

One person came out of the queue and said with a smile.

Gus still didn't move, but Weiss was holding back the evil fire in his heart. He knew that Gus's strength was not comparable to his own.

But these people happened to be in the crosshairs. Mag College and Ochi College were feuding.

The apprentices on both sides have never been pleasing to the eye. In this case, Weiss must not show weakness. He put his hands behind his back, and a scroll with a secondary force field began to glow.

If you don't have enough strength, you can use magic weapons to make up for it.

Gus saw all this clearly.

"Are you from Aoqi Academy? Hehe, put the jade token in my hand personally, otherwise you will suffer physical and flesh pain, and you may even lose your life."

The man saw the symbol on Weiss's chest, a book glowing with blue light.

Only the wind blowing from the top of the mountain was silent.

The four of them did not move, waiting for Weiss to come forward. Weiss also did not move, but the scroll behind them became brighter and brighter.

"Hmph, do it."

The man snorted coldly, held the witchcraft staff across his chest, and recited the witchcraft spell quickly.

They have also felt that someone has come up from below, and they want to solve all this quickly.

Weiss also moved, roared, and threw it out with all his strength. At the moment when the four people's witchcraft was released, blue light bloomed. Looking from below, it was a blue sun rising from the top of the mountain.

A vast expanse, wrapped in blue light.

At this moment, the hunting ground became quiet. All the apprentices who were walking looked up. Not knowing what was happening on the top of the mountain, they moved their feet faster again.

Four people flew away.

They flew out and landed on the mountain road. They rolled down until they reached the corner and stopped. The half-high bushes could not stop them from rolling.

The power of the scroll swept away the top of the mountain, making it smooth and free from dust.

"Hey, you are bullying me for being weak."

Weiss clapped his hands and smiled. Just as he was about to speak to Gus, a voice came from the mountain pass.

"The expulsion of the Blue Whale was used on four wastes, but it's a pity."

"You're in charge, I have money to burn." Weiss looked at the mountain pass, his voice was flirtatious, but his expression became more solemn.

A green beam of light shone on him, and someone among the first fifty arrived.

Weiss's eyes flickered, and he took out a scroll from his arms and put it behind him in case of emergency, "Hey, you are the target of public criticism up there, why don't you change places, or I won't help you in a while."

Gus smiled sarcastically, changed his posture, rubbed his aching legs, and did not answer.

"Woo..."

The sound of breaking through the air passed through his ears, Weiss' eyes narrowed, and he turned around quickly to dodge a row of ice arrows.

In front of the boulder, three white marks were printed on it, along with a few bits of broken ice.

"Hey, isn't this Gus?"

The voice was familiar.

Busen walked up slowly, his witch staff touching the ground, and looked at Gus playfully. Followed by five people, they were two teams hunting Gus, who happened to meet up on the mountain road.

The beam of light on Busen's body was very dazzling, rising into the sky like a master on the top of the mountain.

Weiss stepped aside again, looked at Gus with gloating, and whispered: "I can't help, you can do it yourself."

"I didn't expect you to be hiding here, but it made it easier for me to find you." Busen waved his witchcraft staff and rushed forward without leaving any room for error: "Kill him."

The six people moved together, and the witchcraft covered the top of the mountain.

All flocked to the target on the boulder.

Burning fireballs, weapons formed by mountain wind, sharp ice arrows...

"Wow..."

A wall of ice stood in front of him, Gus stood still, just looked at Weiss and said softly: "Do you want to get his jade token?"

The witchcraft hit the wall of ice without shaking a single bit.

Weiss was in a daze and nodded blankly.