"Festival!"
Feng Gong tribe.
On the altar that symbolized the round sky and the earth, Hua Xu was currently wearing a fire-red animal skin sacrificial garment, and the sacrificial staff in his hand fell heavily.
As Hua Xu finished speaking, Li led a group of tribesmen to carry a huge, tightly bound beast. They walked over from a distance with heavy steps and a solemn expression, and stepped onto the altar step by step.
Below the altar, the people of the Fenggun tribe also looked solemn. Their eyes were not focused on Li and the others who were carrying the sacrifices during the fire sacrifices in the past, but they were staring closely at the people standing solemnly on the altar. Huaxu.
This is a different kind of sacrifice than before.
It is also the first time in the history of the Fenggun tribe that a sacrifice is held outside of the Fire Festival Day.
At this moment, the people of the Fenggun tribe did not know why their shaman, as the leader, suddenly held this sacrifice. However, as a tribe member, the memory engraved deep in their blood and their belief in the divine fire made them No matter how confused they were, they did not slack off at all in the sacred sacrifice.
At this time, they were dressed just like they were during the fire ceremony. The brand-new animal skin clothes originally used for the next fire ceremony were put on by them, and the animal teeth that symbolized honor were also dotted on their bodies.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of heavy footsteps stepping on the steps of the altar step by step was especially obvious in this quiet environment where no one was holding their breath and making a sound. It was like the sound of heavy drums, beating in the hearts of everyone.
"boom!"
Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling, the giant beast fell to the center of the altar. The sudden pain made it wake up as a sacrifice, and it subconsciously wanted to struggle and roar, but the next moment, it seemed that because the altar was filled with With the power belonging to the gods, its eyes flashed with panic and confusion, and even the struggling movements it had just stopped immediately, and its body began to tremble violently.
Hua Xu stared at the sacrifices that had been placed on the altar and took a deep breath. Then she stepped forward and raised the sacrificial staff in her hand without saying a word. With a horrified expression on her face, It penetrated the opponent's head fiercely.
Along with a silent wail, blood gurgled out along the sacrificial staff. However, the next moment, a red light flashed and flames gush out from its body, covering its entire body in the blink of an eye.
Hua Xu's expression froze slightly when he saw this, and then he saw her footsteps move, following a strange trajectory, and began to dance in front of the burning flames.
Witch ritual dance.
This shamanic sacrificial dance created by Feng Xi based on the dance performed by the Feng Gun tribe during fire sacrifices to connect the gods and humans of heaven and earth was performed by Hua Xu at this moment.
"Festival!"
When Hua Xu performed the sacrificial dance, a group of people from the Fenggun tribe under the altar also twisted their bodies and began to dance to Hua Xu's rhythm.
dance!
It is a ritual for people to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth. Using sacrifices as a guide, a shaman with the appearance of fire leads the people who have believed in flames for generations to hold sacrifices. Even if it is not the day of the fire sacrifice, it is still awakened at this moment. The power of fire.
On the bluestone of the altar, the fire that was burning quietly suddenly suddenly became bright, as if in response to everyone's sacrifices. The fire rippled out, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire sacrifice square.
The red flames covered everyone, and the power of the fire began to integrate into everyone's bodies.
"God! Fire!"
The beating tribesmen felt the power pouring into their bodies, and suddenly paused. Then, their faces showed joy. The response of the divine fire made them cheer and beat harder.
At the same time, the dancing Hua Xu also felt the awakening of the fire. Her face first showed a hint of joy, and then her face began to become heavy again.
Although Xinhuo was completely awakened by their sacrifice at this moment, she knew that this was only the first step. The purpose of this sacrifice was not to let Xinhuo give strength.
"hope!"
Hua Xu raised his head and glanced at the sacred mountain shrouded in mist not far away. In the diffuse mist, the khaki divine light seemed to be due to the awakening of the fire. The light was brighter than before, as if it would be completely broken in the next moment. The fog shines out.
When Hua Xu saw this, a trace of hesitation flashed across her face, but the next moment, she immediately became determined again and saw her pulling out the sacrificial staff from the flames beside her.
The flame transformed from the sacrificial beast was attached to it. Holding the sacrificial staff belonging to the witch in his hand, Huashu suddenly felt that his mind seemed to be connected to a great being.
Not only that, Hua Xu could even feel that at this moment, he could control the fire and even the flame barrier that enveloped the entire tribe.
Everything in the tribe seemed to be under her panoramic view, and she could turn the entire tribe into a sea of fire with just one thought.
"This is the power of the gods!" Hua Xu's heart was shaken, and her mind was connected with Xinhuo. For the first time, she truly felt the powerful power of Xinhuo at the level of laws.
A single thought can move the world and turn it into a sea of fire. She seems to be omnipotent in the realm of law.
Royal God!
A thought suddenly came to Hua Xu's mind, which was that Feng Xi once told him about the path of witchcraft.
"Witch, can you really control the gods?" Hua Xu couldn't help but waver.
The idea that she had once regarded as more terrifying than blasphemy, and that she had never thought about even after becoming a witch, seemed to have truly become a reality at this moment.
She could clearly feel that as long as she stood on the altar, the shaman was the only existence in the tribe that communicated with the gods, and could even forcibly borrow the power of fire and even the entire legal domain.
What Huaxu didn't know was what the altar meant to witches, especially the witches who offered sacrifices. This was the most powerful trump card that Feng Xi left to Hua Xu and the Fenggun tribe. Guided by the spirituality of Xinhuo, the rules are engraved in the principles of Xinhuo.
Feng Xi did not tell his mother this. In his original plan, when the tribe encountered an invincible enemy, Hua Xu could hold a sacrifice and try to borrow the power of the fire. At that time, she Nature will understand all this.
Hua Xu quickly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart. No matter whether the witch's path could really control the gods, the most important thing now was to solve Xi's troubles.
As soon as she thought of this, she immediately followed her inner feelings and began to "communicate" with Xinhuo.
I saw the flames suspended on the altar trembled slightly, then floated and drifted into the distance.
This was the first time that Xinhuo left the altar where it was enshrined after Feng Xi left.
And the direction in which the fire was falling was the mountain that was shrouded in mist.
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