Chapter 69

As an ancient sacrificial ritual of the orcs, the blood sacrifice gradually evolved into a penalty in the history of the seven tribes, which is extremely cruel for whatever purpose.
The beast gives the orc strength to the roots of the blood. In order to pray for God's forgiveness, the orcs who commit the deep sin must return the gods to the heavens and the earth on the full moon night until the sunrise. If you can survive, it means that the beast is kind, then the orc will be redeemed and reborn, no one dares to question.
However, no one has ever won in this ridiculous sacrifice. There are very few survived, and because of the great wounds, even if they survived life and death, they will eventually last less than a month.
Moreover, every orc is a continuation of race and can't be easily broken. Therefore, since the end of the tribal war, blood sacrifices have been abandoned by default.
Just as it was almost silently immersed in the passage of time, it was insisted that the Avengers insisted that before the film came, the seven major tribes could not agree on whether it should give him a blood sacrifice.
After learning that the Son of God was pregnant, the tribe representatives that Sirius had drawn were unanimously silent. Only the silver lions returned to their ancestors and narrowed their eyes: "What do you mean? Agree to let a pregnant/pregnant female blood sacrifice?! We The Silver Lions have never been so shameless, and there will be no more!"
Several representatives did not refute, this act is indeed shameless, but even if they still hesitate their position, they have to make a decision at this moment. The sacred tiger has a god, it is a threat, waiting for the birth of the son of the gods, the seven tribes They are bound to be broken and they are not willing to take risks.
The state of the silver lions returning to the ancestors is actually too naive. In exchange for the other patriarchs standing here, I am afraid that they will be as acquiescence as they are, so the tribes of the tribes do not care about his irony, but instead focus on the wing tiger chief. Waiting for his last decision.
"I took the film." The young winged tiger returned to his ancestors and held his partner, firmly saying, "I will not agree with the blood sacrifice."
"How about getting out of the Wing Tigers? Isn't it a matter of thought that you can't come back later?" Raymond looked at Luo Shitu in his arms coldly. "Under the circumstances, as long as he is still there, the anger of the beast will not calm down. How can he escape the wrath of God and let the innocent people of my family replace it?"
"Raymond said yes, the early beasts made my family die more males." His words evoked resonance, and a tribal representative said, "If the beast forgives the Son of God, the Son will naturally survive. Do you insist that you are not guilty of blood sacrifices?"
"Province province, we do not know that blood sacrifice is to let people die!" Silver lion returned to the ancestors mocked. "Don't forget that your former ancestors also died at the blood festival, what excuses to look for!"
"This is for the peace of the seven tribes! Go back and ask your patriarch..."
The tribal representatives clashed for a moment, and Luo Shitu pushed a little more Dean and smiled at him.
"Filling..." Dean had a bad hunch and held his hand on his shoulder. Before he could stop it, the weak voice of the other side rang in the quarrel: "I am not guilty, let me blood sacrifice."
The room was quiet when it was quiet.
Glady cried: "You are crazy! Film, you have children, it is impossible, impossible -"
"I won't have anything." Luo Shutu took his hand comfortably and turned to look at Dean. "I swear, I don't have anything to do with my children."
Dean's eyes were heavy, ignoring Raymond's unspeakable face and indifferent: "I want to accompany him."
"The blood sacrifice does not have this..." A tribal representative questioned.
"Now," Dean said with a blank expression.
Next to another tribe, the orcs who want to oppose it, their purpose has been reached. This kind of detail is a charity for the poor companion, not too harsh.
Basically, Dion picked up Luo Shitu and followed Gle Bowen to his home. The tribal representatives also returned to their temporary residences, waiting for the full moon 20 days later.
Lor, who had never been in the corner, came out with Raymond, and walked far behind him, coveting the killing in his eyes.
"Don't," someone suddenly entangled him from behind, spoiled in his ear and said, "This stinky, I will be fine, when do you want it?"

After the news of the blood sacrifice of the gods spread, the wing tiger tribe showed strong hostility to the outsiders. The closer to the full moon night, the more white eyes and harsh treatment the tribal representatives received.
No way, can't use strong, but have to bear with grievances, always do not hurt, except for spiritual insults, they have no loss, but the upcoming blood sacrifice, will make the Wing Tigers lose the Son of God and The successor - whoever benefits, does not have to count.
The two sides, with the opposite emotion, waited for the day of the blood sacrifice.
The orcs were pregnant in May, and the children in Luo’s stomach were full of calculations for more than a month. They were not noticeable, but they looked slightly and slightly convex, and they felt strange by hand.
When she thought of the night when her child was going to suffer the torture, she couldn’t help but cry. He had been connected for several days and could not sleep. The whole person was still awkward than Luo Shitu, but he should have been stunned. Did not show the fatigue, stabilized the baby after the recovery of the color is very good - but in the eyes of others, I thought he was pretending to be strong and unwilling to worry.
Although the truth is, he is really very happy.
The child in the belly exchanged his father's ten-point good feelings. The blood sacrifice has a system-returned 100-point "Ten Quan Dabu Pill". Not only can he die, but he can also take the identity of the Son of God and let the film be normal after he leaves. When you live, this pile is a good thing, and he can’t get up.
"Auntie is sleeping?"
When I saw the blog post, Luo Shitu asked. He just gave Bowen a cup of sweet dream grass boiled water, prepared for the highly nervous Gloria, afraid that he could not hold back before himself.
Bowen nodded and his expression was heavy.
"Aba doesn't have to worry. When Aunt wakes up, I will be back." Luo Shitu smiled and comforted him.
"I will stay with the film, Abba," Dean said quietly. "No matter what happens, I will not let the film have something."
He seems to have seen through the reality he has faced. As soon as his partner said that he accepted the blood sacrifice, he was ready to make a desperate attempt. Luo Shitu guessed that he was not thinking about dying with his life, or intending to change his life.
Raymond rushed at the door, and Luo Shutu looked back at Bowen and smiled appeasefully. He and Dean walked out with ten fingers.
The blood sacrifice needs to be done in a lot of complicated preparations. For the anti-wing tigers, the key work of the ceremony is the black ring fox returning to the ancestors. The Wing Tigers assisted and supervised the final step of the altar.
I don’t want to say what kind of sacrifices I want to make. I can only see the altars that cost a lot of energy. I can only use shocks to describe them. If I don’t know, I feel glorious when I go to lie down.
The ancient and complex animal prints are engraved on the black stone platform. Every place does not allow any deviation. It is still rough and refined, but it can cause the echo of the orcs' deep blood, engraving the original indelible symbol, not the tradition. In the sense of the recognized beauty, and the power of the orc's devout faith, the hooligans in the lines connecting the past and the future, sparkling with a charming luster.
A glimpse of dark clouds covered a few silver glory, the same full moon, the atmosphere is quite different from adulthood.
Dean held the hand of Luo Shitu tight, and the throat was vaguely embarrassed.
"It's okay." Luo Shitu gently broke his hand and smiled lightly, as he promised, obediently lying on the altar.
After the full moon was parked in the clouds, the faint moonlight projected onto the altar, and the black/black stones gradually became viable with darkness, and countless entangled animal prints crossed the red color from one end.
Looking far away, the round moon seems to be hanging on the altar, which is terrifying and illuminates the entire land of sacrifice. But if you get closer, you will find that the horrible thing is not the moon, but the strange altar. The orc lying on the fingertips has no wounds, but it sheds blood and oozes into the altar. The red color grows a little faster, and even if it is only a small amount of blood loss, it is terrifying to accumulate.
Once the sacrifice begins, it cannot be suspended. The tribal representatives who saw the changes in the altars left one after another. The empty sacrifices only left the orcs on the altar, and the altars turned into beasts.
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The frosty white moon is covered with land. Dean’s posture is like a guardian beast, stubbornly guarding his cherished things. This scene is awe-inspiring.
{Song's annual balance of 590, hey, you increase or decrease this, want to earn a 1000 points to get it? }
{You don't give me a task reminder, points are hard to rise?__=. }
And the road he chose was to complete the ten worlds brilliantly, no need to go to the points.
{Speaking makes sense, I think about it in the next world. After all, 1000 points can be a good thing, you must not miss it (☆_☆)! }
{...} What do you think he thinks is not good!
After using the "Ten Quan Dabu Pills", Luo Shitu was horrible on the surface, and the inside was unscathed. He lay there and looked at Dion and said softly: "No pain, I said nothing, I believe. I……"
"Hey..." Dean whispered, his claws swayed on the ground, trying to caress/ comfort him, but he was afraid of deepening the suffering. He could only look at his lover firmly, fearing that he would lose each other at a moment, full of eyes. Humble prayers - to survive, this is all his desire.
He didn't want to spend time so fast, and hurry, but the silent night was so long that it collapsed. The moon tiger under the moonlight occasionally makes a crying cry, like the cruel torture that has never been tolerated. The eyes that have never left the lover are bloodshot, and the beautiful fur is dyed with the color of gray, and it is embarrassing and embarrassing— - Luo Shitu has no doubt that if he dies at this time, the other party will slam on the altar.
I don't know how long it took, the top of the forest, the white sky reveals a ray of light.
The clouds slowly smudged the pale gold, then traced, deepened, and discolored. At the end of the moment, something jumped out suddenly, and a bunch of golden fearlessly broke through the layers and went straight to the altar. If you burst into tears, you will be dazzling.
- It is sunrise.
Luo Shitu raised his hand to Dean: "Take us home..."
The human-shaped wing tiger took his hand and shuddered and kissed his fingertips, which no longer bleed, and a tear fell in his eyes.
This is a new moment.
No one in the Wing Tigers can forget that the returning ancestors hugged his beloved son, and strode toward them in the face of the sun, with dazzling light behind them.
This is also the moment of annihilation.
Lor stood beside the swallowing hill, and smiled at the cobra who had no resistance. He buried all this in a faithful forest, never telling that person, I have done something for you, I don't want you to know. 2k novel reading network