Chapter 1127: Dance, soul instrument

At this time, other teams also appeared. A total of twelve teams. Step on the same rhythm, the same song and dance, the same action.
The avatar was shocked by the collective actions of about a hundred people before. But now, thousands of people have maintained a completely consistent movement, and there is no way to understand it. You know, this is 18,642 steps. Represents 18,642 movements.
In addition to the exact same actions, each team has special magical items in the sky.
Originally, the clones thought they were all the same. The fact is that each team has different things.
For example, the ribbon above their team. The fuzzy pattern can already be seen above. The whole is like a snake.
In the team next door, above them was a bronze bell with a weird smiling face carved on it.
There are other teams. To sum up, there are only two categories.
Six ribbons depicting the unknown. And six musical instruments. Bells, flutes, pianos, drums, cymbals, cymbals.
I don't understand the meaning of these things at all.
Just when the clone was wondering, the last step of the mountain festival dance was finally over. At the same time, singing and dancing also stopped. Not bad, just like a rigidly written program.
At this time, everyone involved in the sacrifice had solemn eyes, holding their hands high, as if they were preparing to take something.
And the existence they greeted came out of the temple with new musical instruments.
That is a song that the clone is no stranger to. There are also in Esoparma. It is the only accompaniment song when the miracles are sung.
The two people who walked out of the temple, a man and a woman, were young.
The teenager wore a white robe with dark gold decorations on the edge of the robe. There was a lonely look on his face, exuding a melancholy atmosphere.
The young the other side had a bead directly inlaid on her brow, engraved with a dragon mark. What I wear is a red wedding gown. It's like a bride to be married.
Not surprisingly, these two are the two left in the first epic and the second epic. The boy who reached an agreement with the mountain to save his girl.
And looking for the dragon bridegroom who resurrected himself, some innocent princesses.
Afterwards, they slowly turned sideways and stepped aside. A silent middle-aged uncle walked out of the gate in a gorgeous costume of God Lord.
In one hand, he held a magnificent sword like an ornament. The other hand is holding the stick with three figures on the top.
The knife, lightly stroked the wrist. The blood was spilled on the stick, and the stick immediately began to tremble.
He slowly turned the stick, and the figure on it seemed to come alive. He opened his eyes, opened his mouth and started to move.
"Play music, dance, go to the mountains."
Accompanied by the voice of the Lord. The sacrifice team began to dance again. This time, it was still a uniform movement. But in the feeling of the clone, it is not as rigorous and solemn as before.
It seemed that they seemed very happy. It was in sharp contrast with the solemn feeling before.
In confusion, the avatar noticed the changes in the magic cohesion above the various teams in the sky.
Ribbons and musical instruments are combined in pairs. After the combination, the musical instrument has undergone significant changes.
Do not wait for the clone to check by yourself. The popping sound from the side interrupted his thoughts.
It's the three cattle. One of them fell down because of lack of energy. There is a significant gap between the entire cow and the way it was seen under the mountain.
It's like beef jerky. No, it's beef jerky. Although the cow was still gasping, there was no problem with the heartbeat. But the flesh and blood on its body has dried up
I can still live like this, but it's not normal.
Strangely, the other two cows have not changed at all. Nothing looks normal.
Soon, the team leader rushed over.
"Make a note of which one, and go to them tomorrow to give an explanation. Find a way to make up for these lost sacrifices."
Yu Tu also understood, it seems that sacrifices must be made in accordance with the strict list requirements. That cow did not conform to the rules, so it became what it is now. I don't know what impact it will have on the sacrifice.
In thinking, the six musical instruments in the sky have gathered together. Six illusory figures appeared and picked up musical instruments. When the music sounded, everyone fell into a strange state. Even the clone is no exception.
Souls rose one by one, crossed the clouds, and came to a temple exactly like the ground.
Yu Tu's clone is also among them. The feeling now is very subtle. I can feel the strangeness of my body. But his soul seemed to exist alone.
Afterwards, he saw the divine lord taking the teenager and the girl step by step up the clouds. There is a significant difference with them. And beside them, are the six musical instruments and figures.
"The offerings are up and everyone is gathered. The mountain offerings begin."
Six instruments began to play music, this time, it was even more shocking music. The clouds agitated, and all the souls knelt to the ground under strong pressure.
The special soul of the clone was directly exposed.
Although he reacted quickly, he fell down. But it was still seen by the gods.
There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the God Lord, but he did not do anything else. The ceremony has already begun. The completion of the ceremony is his most important thing right now.
With the singing of the soul instrument, the teenagers and girls began to sing.
The divine lord raised the scepter high, and moved slowly in an area with strange steps. It seems to be some kind of dance.
And with the action of the master. The sacrificial power that came with the soul gradually merged into the two artifacts in the hands of the master.
In less than fifteen minutes, all the power of the sacrifice was used up. Even the clone has been drawn part of its power. But he felt that those powers were not his powers or other things. It was the power of the liquid medicine he soaked.
It seems that the sacrifice that was judged was not him, but the liquid medicine.
The master stood still, his back to the crowd, and the two utensils in his hand were placed in front of him.
"Please, the gods accept and enshrine here."
The gate of the golden temple slowly opened. The ugly tentacles completely incompatible with the sacred temple slowly stretched out. Even looking at it, the clone felt physical nausea.
This feeling is no stranger to him. There are many evil gods in the lower world, and when they invade Esopama, they will have this kind of spiritual sensory suppression.
In other words, the owner of the tentacles is an existence like a foreign god.
If this is the so-called mountain god. Then the story told in the epic can be determined to be false. Maybe, it's really what the clone guessed. The true dream power has been stolen.