Chapter 451: Chaos

Chapter 451 Chapter of Chaos (Beginning) Escape to Blood Night (1)
The prayer lasted only ten minutes, and the high priest nodded to the crowd and walked slowly to the altar. Another priest, who followed, handed a box to Dianna, which seemed to be a sacrifice.
"Beddy, you'd better close your eyes. The scene of slaughtering the sacrifices may be bloody." Albert sneered at the side.
"I have already slaughtered many people, and I am afraid of blood." Bedi smiled disdainfully.
There is no kindness in this dark age. Whenever fighting, the knights take the premise of killing their opponents. Killing people is a common practice. If you are soft on the enemy, you will die very badly. On the first day of Arthur's entry into the Knights, the Werewolf Boys had already achieved the awareness of hand-dyed blood.
Humans, orcs, Warcraft, monsters, he has killed countless hands. Are you afraid of now? That's ridiculous.
Bediville thinks this way, he thinks his psychological quality is already very good. But in the next second, he almost spit in the hood of the priest in the previous row.
Dianna placed the sacrifice on the altar and cut the throat of the animal with a knife. The blood splattered and dyed the red robes of the high priest more red.
In fact, it is not the scene that makes Bedieville disgusting, but Diana's skillful approach. She slapped her life with a knife, and she didn't hesitate. She was like a skilled butcher, mechanically handling the [meat] placed in front of her.
Here, life is not treated as a life, she is only dissecting this piece of meat.
too terrifying.
She is afraid that she has slaughtered countless sacrifices like this. The annual [Thank You Festival] is a trial field for her slaughtering animals! This does not hesitate to take life, even the most sophisticated knights may not be able to do it, but Diana is well-versed!
Albert finally knows why Dean's enthusiasm beyond his age came from. The Snow Leopard Girl is a natural butcher. She has long seen her life and death very weak.
On the eaves not far away, staring at a figure wearing a black cloak, quietly watching it all. He and the thatched roof are almost integrated, and with the cover of the night, no one can detect the lurking him. But when he saw Diana ruthlessly slaughtering the sacrifices, he couldn't help but touch it. This touched off the few thatch on the roof, almost letting his lurking reveal.
He forced himself to calm down, suppressed the impulses in his heart, pressed his body lower, and continued to observe the sacrifice.
After slaughtering the first sacrifice, Deanna picked up the second offering from the box. Brady squinted and tried to see the appearance of the sacrifice in the distance: it seemed to be a small scorpion of a wolf Warcraft, born with a leg missing, it is estimated that it will live soon, and it is difficult to escape the fate of sacrifice.
The little wolf is probably smelling the smell on the altar and understanding his destiny. It is not willing to be killed in this way, struggling with death. But its struggle was completely futile, and the remaining three good legs were tied firmly by the hemp rope and could not escape.
Bedyville frowned, watching Deanna stun the little wolf with a knife back, instantly breaking the throat and bleeding, completing the slaughter of the second sacrifice. She placed the dead wolf cub in the upper left corner of the altar and placed next to the first offering.
The figure on the eaves was a bit unsettled.
Deanna reached for the third piece in the box and was the last sacrifice to be slaughtered.
Bedieville only saw Deiana picking up a small black thing. It seemed to be only the size of a fist. From that far, I couldn’t see what it was.
This sacrifice is so small that it seems to be difficult to start. Dianna lifted her knife and poked directly to the belly of the sacrifice. She does not intend to shed blood on the sacrifices, but directly breaks the belly and digs the internal organs!
It was at this time that the torches on both sides of the altar were suddenly extinguished.
blow! A gust of wind rose, and it seemed that anyone rushed to the altar with the darkness.
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The priests immediately lit the torch. The flames are coming back, and they are reflected on the altar. At this time, the altar has already had one more figure!
Dianna frowned. Her sacrificial knife has been deeply plunged into the arm of a black panther.
Caos blocked the knife with his arm and the other hand had hugged the sacrifice.
"Kaos brother? Let go! You said that you have to hand over the baby to me. Do you want to go back now?" Diana glared at Caos.
"Sorry, I still can't give up my child. He is my son!" Caos said stubbornly.
"He is not. He is a wild species born of a slave, just a piece of meat ready to be dedicated to the gods!"
"Less nonsense!" Kauss opened Diana angrily. "I don't care if he is a slave! He is my son!!"
Diana stepped back and sneered and said, "Kaus, your son turned out to be a porcupine? You pig father."
"What? This--" Kauss found out that there was something wrong, and turned to look at [the son] in his arms.
That is not a little black panther at all. It was a black-haired porcupine scorpion, and it was really only the size of a fist.
"Your son is here, Master Kaus." The rabbit was holding a small thing behind the altar.
"What? You count me?"
Dianna Chongkaos shook her head: "No. I have discussed with Xiaohei. If you are so worried, even if your son can hand over the sacrifices, let the child become a sacrifice."
On the other hand, if you are afraid of a little humanity, you are willing to come back to save your child, then -"
Xiao Hei came over and handed the child to Caos: "Jiahal will take care of you."
Kauss hesitated a bit, but he eventually put down the porcupine in his hand and reached for the black panther baby.
After Kaus took over the child, Xiaohe smiled with peace of mind and fell to the ground with powerlessness. He never got up again.
"Hey, how come -"
"She has a hard time producing bleeding," Deanna whispered. "In order to have a baby, she has exhausted all her vitality. Without my staff to help her maintain her life, she should have died this morning. Now Even the effectiveness of the staff’s life was over, and she was completely dead."
Caos looked at the dark, cold body with amazement. The black rabbit was just a help for Kao's birthday.
"Good demeaning actually left me with such a troublesome little thing, but I went to heaven to have fun."
"Let her go. She just steals a brother's wallet and is caught as a slave. After so much suffering, her sin is redeemed, let her rest in peace."
Caos reported a silence. He subconsciously looked at the child in his hand. The little guy was soft, hot, and it was in the palm of his hand. It looked as light as a feather, but it was unexpectedly heavy.
That is the weight of life.