The huge statue of Sabella moved its feet, put down its hands, and leaned towards the crowd with its bloated face.
"Damn thing!"
Qim cursed, took out a powerful crossbow from his arms, and fired it one after another.
The crossbow crashed straight into the statue's face, but the latter was unscathed.
Qim threw away the crossbow, pointed at a thin believer, and shouted: "Push it out, stop it! The cold wind touches your soul!"
The believer's face was full of fear, his legs and legs were trembling and he was about to step back. Suddenly, several hands were pressed on his shoulders.
The other believers of the old gods pushed him towards the statue with his head on the ground almost at the same time.
The idol spread its lips.
The believer was sweating coldly and in great fear, he involuntarily walked into the lips of the statue.
"Amina Practitioner!"
Seeing that the statue was being delayed, Qim tensed his veins and said:
"What is the sacrifice to be offered on the other altar?!"
Amina was sweating profusely, and she didn't know much about the myth of Sabella and the plague god Sturrad.
Staring at the altar, she was horrified and hesitant.
At this time, Qim held the wooden staff with both hands, his lips moved, his spiritual eyes opened wide, and strings of white gold characters popped out of his mouth. Then he poured out a bottle of emerald blue liquid and dropped it on the ground. Braving the slightest chill. Update without error@
Qim chanted for a full minute, and the cold liquid gradually turned into a ball of ice and frost. Seeing this strange scene, the believers of the old gods hurriedly knelt down to pray.
The statue of Sabella finished feasting on a living person, its lips were full of fresh blood, and its stone eyes turned to look at Qim, the priest of the cold wind god.
Qim took action without hesitation, and once again spoke words composed of platinum script.
"The cold winds of the stars follow the great deeds of Graman in the kingdom of the heavenly bodies!"
The wooden stick in his hand was already covered with a layer of frost, and the liquid under his feet was filled with vigorous cold air. It was spinning rapidly, lifting up the snow and frost around the mountain road. The frost-like blade was like a hurricane spiral, rushing towards the statue of Sabella. .
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The ice blades collided with the giant stone statue, making a loud noise, blasting out frost that filled the surrounding area, spreading on the stone statue's face, trying to freeze it.
Qim tried his best to delay the steps of the statue of Sabella.
The eyes of Amina Practitioner sometimes fell on the plague god Sturrad, and sometimes fell on the altar. She and a group of believers tried to find clues from them.
Luomea's palms were sweating, and she suddenly had some intuition, but she couldn't be sure.
However, at the moment, Sabella's statue was not only unblocked by Priest Qim's frost, its lips were hooked even more fiercely, as if mocking.
Luomea clenched her fists and turned to face Amina. After holding back her breath, she vomited loudly: "Amina! In the name of God, I curse you!"
Amina was stunned. She didn't know why at first, and then she felt an unspeakable guilt that spread from her feet.
"You disobedient god, I curse you!"
Lomea cursed again.
She took a step forward and pulled out a small knife from her arms. The other believers looked at Lomea in astonishment. They leaned forward and were about to stop them, but it was too late. The latter rushed forward and struck a blow. He grabbed Amina's old arm. ….
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There was a crash, the blade sliced across, and blood flowed from Amina's arm.
Amina screamed in pain, and before she could react, blood flowed into the altar.
Kaka.
Under the sound, the statue of Plague God Sturrad moved slowly.
Its body moved much stiffer than Sabella, as if the sacrifices in the altar could not satisfy it, but it finally moved.
The statue of Sturard raised its heavy left arm and pressed down on the statue of Sabella like a mountain.
Like the sound of thunder exploding on a sunny day, the left arm of the Statue of Sturrad slammed into the head of the Statue of Sabella, pressing it to the ground, creating a huge deep pit.
Lomea let go of Amina's trembling hand, and the pepper girl turned back and faced Amina with an apologetic smile.
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Chapter 316 I curse you
Amina nodded slightly. After the initial panic, she had come to her senses.
When she was cursed by Lomea, the guilty Amina mistakenly believed that the young emissary was not the real emissary, but a disguise disguised by angels and gods who descended to earth.
The reason why Amina had this idea was, firstly, because trying to get involved in the Ancient Scroll of Destiny was an unforgivable felony, and secondly, because there were indeed many such stories in the records of the scriptures.
In addition, many of Lomea's concepts in scriptures were unheard of and even very subtle for this scripture practitioner.
"Solve it?"
Qim gasped for air and spat on the ground.
"These two damned idols must be the master of the true believers, a dirty god!"
As he spoke, Qim punched the wooden staff in his hand twice, and the believers of the old gods behind him hurriedly knelt on their knees, prayed in unison to Graman, the god of cold wind, and condemned the Lord who insulted the true believers.
The door on the rock wall behind everyone showed no sign of being opened.
"Maybe not yet..." Amina said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand holding the statue of Sabella trembled sharply. The face of the statue of Sturrad lost its life bit by bit, and the giant hand inevitably became loose.
Amina hurriedly put her bleeding wrist above the altar, and blood flowed out one after another until her face became weak, and the statue of Sturrad was still gradually losing its vitality. _o_m
The practitioner's thoughts suddenly changed. She thought of something and hurriedly said: "The blood sacrificed to the statue of Shabella... did come from a person who stole and betrayed, but... the blood sacrificed to the statue of Sturrad Coming from me, I'm... not really cursed."
As soon as the words fell, the faces of everyone present turned pale, and fear, panic, sadness...all kinds of emotions spread instantly.
Lomea clenched her fists and looked at the struggling statue of Sabella. The latter's face was rising from the ground little by little, and the corners of her mouth were bent at a very high point. The terrifying appearance made people tremble all over.
Unstoppable fear can destroy a person's sanity more than a blade.
“O King of my kings, protect us!”
Seeing despair, a believer suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed his head and prayed.
The other believers of the Sohel sect also knelt down one after another, clasped their hands, and prayed for the care of our king.
The statue of Sabella was raised higher and higher, and the statue of Sturrad became weaker and weaker. Amina, who had been losing blood, was dizzy. She knelt down on one knee and murmured the same words.
The statue gradually broke free, and Lomea felt her legs and feet trembling. She couldn't help but clasped her hands together. In fear, she lowered her head and prayed:
"God, protect us!"
These insignificant words were drowned in the cries of "King of my kings".
Only Lomea knew which god he was talking about. .
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