Chim Swaraj, the priest appointed by Graman, the god of cold wind, turned around to select the believers, and suddenly realized that one person was missing.
"I didn't hear anything else... He might have escaped, High Priest, you know, his will has never been strong."
An old god believer said this. He was dressed in rags and had long and thin hands and feet. He used to be a thief.
"Graman curses him! May the cold wind destroy his life!"
Qim cursed loudly, his eagle-like eyes scanning the believers present,
"If you leave me, you will freeze to death in this northern land. You must know that it was Graman who brought the unrivaled cold, and her throne once stood in this extremely cold place in the world."
More than a dozen believers lowered their heads and chanted in a low voice:
"Gela, the biting wind, the mighty cold wind! We are praying to you."
"Gela, the biting wind, the mighty cold wind! We are praying to you."
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Chim was like a stern-eyed hunter, looking over a personal prayer, tending the earth's offerings to his god. He raised the wood in his hand and struck the knees of several people who chanted inappropriately.
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Those people howled.
Lomea, Amin, and several Sohel disciples who followed this group of Old God believers could not help but secretly sneer at this.
There is no reason. Many of the behaviors of Old God believers are simply too wild.
Because no matter whether they are followers of the giant king or the true religion, they will never curse the believers like this, and punish the believers with wooden sticks because they fail to pray.
"The wildness is still there."
The voice of the Sohelite believer who walks at the end, his voice is the heart of almost every Sohelite,
"If you are not strong on the road of faith, you will be on the right path."
Qim made the believers of the old gods in front of him docile and docile, and glanced at the believers of the Sohel sect with a slightly arrogant look.
In the Northern Territory, due to the common enemies of the True Believers, the gap between the Giant King Sect and the major old god beliefs is far smaller than the religious gap.
Therefore, Qim divined the danger of this trip and decided to seek strong support for himself.
With the help of believers in the sect, Qim and the Sohel sect joined forces and walked on this mountain road of human bones.
"Amina Practitioner."
Chim walked among the followers of the Old God,
"The closer you get to the mountain, the more dangerous the road becomes. Everyone has seen the giant human bones."
"We are each pious."
Amina paused, then slowly said:
"On this mountain road, we are destined to seek blessings from the gods for each other."
"Yes, it is this way. The God of Cold Wind will protect you, I hereby guarantee it."
Qim moved his hands. Although he was a little nervous, his face was more of a look of self-confidence. He said slowly:
"There is no doubt that the King of Kings is the only one among the gods who can stand beside Graman."
Amina glanced at Qimu Yi and sneered in her heart at this man's arrogance.
Qim thought that he had released enough goodness. After all, in the word-of-mouth communication among the believers of the old gods, certain facts would always be modified in a flattering way.
For example, in the eyes of believers of the old gods like Qim, it is the gods commanding the King of Kings to send judgment and open the way for the gods to return. ….
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Qim opened his arms. This barbarian-born priest had a strong body and laughed loudly:
"In any case, the Lord of the True Believers perished long ago at the end of the mythical age. No other god can care about our enemies. Rather, the Lord's death is natural. Who let her care about those abominable people?" She is a beast, she brought it upon herself."
Lomea listened, and she frowned, trying not to utter a word.
She quickly calmed down, thought for a while, and found words to defend herself.
"The king of my king is the inheritance of the Lord. Are you predicting that she will also suffer for herself?"
Lomea asked coldly.
Qim was startled, and his expression darkened.
The believers of the old gods turned their heads at this time and stared at Lomea with evil eyes.
These people have been tamed into absolute obedience by Qim, the priest of the cold wind god.
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In the evening prayers, in addition to the name of Graman, they will also recite the name of Chim, because the latter is the priest appointed by Graman.
Lomea turned around and said no more.
Qim looked at the letters. He found himself in the awed eyes of the believers. He raised his arms and walked to the front. The wooden stick hit the ground and made a bouncing sound.
The human bone mountain road at the foot is sometimes flat and sometimes winding, but most of the time it is gentle. This kind of mountain is strange, because many high roads are flat near the foot of the mountain and steep near the top.
Now they have already walked halfway through the mountain, but the road under their feet is wide and flat.
After the group of people walked for nearly half an hour, they suddenly saw a huge rock wall across the front of the mountain road. Its top curved upwards, like slightly curled linen, casting a huge shadow.
This huge rock wall that did not conform to common sense suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the group gasped. Two tall statues of gods stood on the dark gray rock wall.
One statue is a naked goat-horned woman, while the other statue looks like a man with a hollow lower body and a solid upper body.
"God, what is that?!"
"The cold wind is coming! The cold wind is coming!"
The believers of the old gods exclaimed that the scene in front of them could only be the creation of the ancient ancestors. It was so magnificent that after looking at it for a long time, they would feel dizzy.
"It's the god Bel and the plague god Sturrad!"
Qim punched the wood in his hand and suddenly pointed at an old god believer:
"The cold wind destroys your enemies, but makes you invincible. Mari, come and have a look."
Fear flashed across Marid's face, but he quickly stepped forward and headed towards the rock wall.
No one who is a believer in the cold wind god dares to disobey the priest Qim appointed by Graman.
When he stood still in front of the rock wall, Qim asked him loudly:
"What do you see?"
"Sacrifice, a sacrifice appointed by the gods. This... here seems... to be some kind of machine forged by the dwarves. It should have been forged by the ancestors and the dwarves together."
Marid replied, loudly reporting back.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qim opened his hands, with one hand pointing forward and the fingers making a gesture, while the other hand was empty. He bit his mouth and opened his spiritual vision. His eyes came out from his index finger, and his eyes turned rapidly. ….
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"There seems to be no danger ahead. Fortunately, we have God's blessing."
After divination, Qim said so.
Amina looked at the two statues with a solemn expression.
The practitioners of the Sohel sect who have lived for more than three hundred years understand the stories of the gods far better than the believers of the old gods whose faith has declined today.
Regarding Sabella and Stura, Amina vaguely remembered that the former stole half of the Plague God's throne after betraying them.
"Sabella betrayed Stura. There is a deep hatred between the two gods, but on this rock wall, there are two statues of gods side by side... Who would worship two gods like this?"
Amina reminded her that she did not hide anything and told what she knew about the entanglement between Sabella and Sturad.
"It's really something to be wary of."
Qim said, and sent more believers to check.
After the believers returned and found out that there was no danger, Qim finally made up his mind to go forward in person.
So everyone walked to the rock wall.
The rock wall is dry and smooth, without any reliefs or writings. In the center, there are two thick and wide stone doors.
At the feet of the two statues, an altar is placed on each side.
Lomea stepped forward to take a closer look, and she saw a string of words in the center of the altar of the statue of Sabella.
"Staging the thief, staging the betrayal..."
That string of characters is not really Awen or Yawen, but a dead language of the Northern Territory.
Lomea, who had been studying in the Sohel sect for ten years, happened to recognize this language.
"The other side?"
He said that Amina walked by. Her knowledge was far greater than that of Lomea, who was young and smart, and she quickly recognized him.
"Awe of the curse..."
Amina didn't understand what it meant.
"What does all this mean?"
Qim frowned and asked.
Amina pointed to the altar under the statue of Sabella and said:
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Sabella, the God of Desire, betrayed and stole half of the Plague God Sturrad.... We may use this as a thread to offer sacrifices to this statue. "
However, Amina looked at the sacrifice under the statue of Sturrad, frowned, tried hard to remember, but still found nothing, and continued:
"As for reverence and curses... Forgive me, there are so many myths about the gods... I really can't think of any relevant records."
While talking, Amina looked back at the several spiritual envoys sent by Huer, but they also had no answer.
"Sacrifice, sacrifice..."
Qim lifted it up, opened his spiritual vision, and divined again.
His eyes turned back, and it took him a while to recover from the divination.
Qim pointed to the sacrifice of God Bell and said:
"Blood...some kind of blood is going to be poured on this altar."
"Could it be the blood of a thief or a traitor?"
An Old God believer asked after hearing this. It was the man who had done thieving work in the past.
Chim glanced at him, and the latter shuddered.
"The cold wind will sweep away the knife that hurt you. Come here and try it."
The believer who was doing the thieving work stepped forward, but he did not dare or did not want to disobey Qim's order.
"You are stealing, and stealing is a kind of betrayal."
Qim poured out his words, his face serious, and then recited a prayer for the believer:
"Graman, the divine is revealed through your head...
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The roaring mountain tops, the sea and everything in the sky are filled with frost. "
Qim took out the shaman's bone from his arms and grabbed the believer's hand, who immediately trembled with fear.
"Don't move! Trash! Are you a coward like the dirty true believers? If so, quickly convert to the declining false god!"
Qim insulted Xin, comparing him to the true believers who had a bloody feud, and even called the leader of the true religion a false god.
The believers picked up their hatred for the true religion in this insult, bit it, and clenched their fists.
The rough bone knife cut through the believer's skin, causing severe pain, and warm blood flowed into the altar.
The words underneath began to glow, as if the blood was satisfying some kind of need.
All the words lit up, Qim smiled with satisfaction, and indifferently pushed away the believer who was doing the thieving work.
The followers of the God of Cold Wind are accustomed to watching all this.
Qim walked towards the believers of the Sohel sect and was about to ask questions behind him.
Boom!
Just then, there was a loud bang behind him.
The huge statue of Sabella was twisted inch by inch.
The blood floated out of thin air in the altar, rising continuously and moving towards Sabella's face.
Everyone's hearts suddenly went numb, and everyone felt something was wrong, but they didn't know where this feeling came from.
When the blood stopped in front of Sabella's face.
Lomea felt her fingertips suddenly tremble.
Fear arises spontaneously.
The blood suddenly hit Sabella's face, and the god who looked like a woman with goat's horns seemed to come alive. He stiffly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a treacherous and terrifying smile.
Everyone present could not help but feel chills running down their spines.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
Lomea shouted hastily.
Everyone present reacted immediately, and the believers of the old gods rushed to their feet, using their hands and feet to try to break out of the shadow of the stone wall.
A drop of blood floated from Sabella's face.
The blood beads condensed into a slender thread, falling gently downwards.
When the hurried followers of the Old Gods were about to escape from the shadows...
The thin blood line suddenly straightened.
The bodies of the believers of the old gods were cut off at the waist almost at the same time.
Their faces were quickly squeezed by severe pain, and they didn't even have time to feel fear.
The disconnected upper body and lower body were slipping and squirming outward as if each had its own will.
After a few seconds passed, the two halves of the bodies stopped moving and lay frozen on the ground.
The coldness brought by fear swept through everyone's body.
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Opening her lips, she bent her smooth knees and leaned her body down.
"...What is it going to do..."
The frightened believers of the old gods murmured.
The fingertip god opened its mouth and stuck out its huge tongue like a stalactite.
The tongue rolled each body, and then the statue raised its head, and the body passed through the esophagus, ringing clearly within the rock wall.
The statue of Sabella faced everyone, her smile even brighter.
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The Holy Capital group emerged from the cave just now. Venakana stood on the mountain path, and the bones under his feet made a rattling sound.
"The followers of Graman, the god of cold wind... boarded ahead of us, and there are also people from the pagan Hel sect among them."
Venakana slowly raised her head and said:
"I don't know where they went."
"The Lord protect us."
Jian paused, and then said:
"Leave them alone; they hate me and hate the Lord."
"We have to follow quickly. Someone is opening the way ahead."
Saying that, Venakana stepped forward.
As they walked up the mountain, Venakana began to think.
The scene just now reproduced the peace between Sabella and the plague god Sturad... So what happens next... It should be Sabella's turn to betray Sturad and give birth to a son. The eldest son died, and the daughter died. Then sleep forever.
The little girl held Xiao Xiao in her arms and looked straight ahead.
The puppy in my arms pricked up its ears and raised its nose. It seemed to have smelled something, and it barked uneasily and resentfully. .
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