Volume 8: Future · Gap 4 · Competitive Games Chapter 140: Supporting Tianshan Mountain (XII)
At this moment, halfway up the mountain.
Golden Armor took the lead and rushed directly into the resentment.
The golden armor on his body shone with golden light, followed closely by the man with a small mustache. The Six Ding and Six Jia beside him also exerted their full strength at this moment, abandoning their own defense and entering into the resentment in the sky. The divine light soothed the resentment, and the two worked together to open a way for the next person.
Then came the shining wind, flying into the resentment and transforming into a large number of novel toys, attracting the resentment to disperse.
Even if children are resentful, they are still children, and we still need to use the right medicine to comfort them.
If the other magic weapons have anti-air capabilities, they will attack the opened entrance. If not, they will rest where they are.
They have fought three consecutive battles along the way.
Many of them were young men before, but now their hair is half black and half white.
Although the power drawn when the magic weapon is used is not much, it can withstand their heavy use.
If they continue to use it, the only thing waiting for them is premature aging and sudden death.
But there was no regret on anyone's face.
This is their ideal and their belief.
The light is holding a lamp, waiting.
Just then, the golden armor fell and he looked towards the lights.
After Denghuo nodded, Huang Jinjia picked up Denghuo on his back and then gathered his strength to jump again.
With the light, he rushed directly into the massive amount of resentment.
It was fine if the resentment on the periphery was drawn away and dispersed, but after reaching a certain height, more resentment gathered around at this time.
Although the golden armor can provide super high defense, this defense is more focused on physical aspects.
There is magic resistance, but not much.
Being harassed by so many resentments, he was also greatly affected.
The originally rising power was being consumed rapidly.
In fact, to deal with this kind of resentment, it is the Liu Ding Liu Jia with a small mustache who should be asked.
Unfortunately, the range of activities of the Six Dings and Six Jias is limited.
This magic weapon is still too inconvenient.
A person can only use one magic weapon at a time. Even if he has two magic weapons in his hands, he can only use one.
The other one didn't work properly, which they had tried before.
But the good thing is that the temple keeper cannot use the magic weapon.
Even if they got the magic weapon, they would not be able to use its power.
Otherwise, some of their magic weapons had been confiscated before, and as the strength of the weapons increased and decreased, they probably wouldn't have survived until the lights broke out.
"I can only take you here!" As the upward momentum was exhausted, Huang Jinjia could only use his last bit of strength to push the lamp out, and then fell downwards.
"Fire, burn!" The flame on the lamp in his hand, along with the thought of the lamp, countless bright yellow flames danced.
These flames erupted, burning the resentment around them.
At the same time, some of them formed mythical beasts.
The flying divine beast waved its huge claws. Denghuo stretched out his other hand, which was firmly grasped by the huge claws, and continued to move towards the core of resentment.
However, this was not without cost, as a large amount of flames also burned the body of the lamp.
Although he tried his best to control it, his body was still mortal.
"It's not enough, it's not enough!" Denghuo endured the pain of burning arms, frowned and looked into the depths of resentment.
There is a touch of pure darkness there, which is the core of this huge resentment.
If it is not destroyed, then these resentments will never stop .
However, in just a short while, his arm had already carbonized, and the high temperature made him feel dizzy.
With a loud snap, his arm was directly broken by the fire beast due to carbonization, and his body fell downwards involuntarily.
"Did it fail?" The lights were burned out and the scene was a bit blurry.
In his other hand he held a lamp, about to burst into flames.
Although this cannot destroy the core of resentment, it can still severely damage it.
But at this moment, a breeze blew.
A light blue arrow flew over and exploded beside Denghuo, turning into a strong wind that lifted Denghuo's body closer to the core of resentment.
Below, Feng Hesheng slowly put down his bow and arrow, raised his head and looked at the resentment in the sky.
He knew very well that there was a share of this that belonged to his child.
There were many things he couldn't accept, but what he couldn't accept even more was that his child couldn't rest in peace even after death.
The lights were a little dim, and countless resentments pressed towards him.
The cries and howls of thousands of children rang in his ears, causing him great mental pressure.
His spirit, already confused by the high temperature, suffered further damage.
"Then, burn all the resentment!"
"Burn all this filth and find peace!"
Without any hesitation, Denghuo once again used his mind to ignite the flames of the reconstruction of the earth's feng shui and fire.
He knew the seriousness of the matter, but he did it resolutely.
Because although this is an illusion, everything here is real.
The events in it are true, and the feelings of those people are real, including the helplessness of the mountain god, the pain of Feng Hesheng, and the bravery of countless members of the expedition team.
These are all true.
so……
An extremely dazzling flame ignited, resentment in the air squirmed madly, and the children's cries were distorted for a moment.
Those who were close to it only felt that their brains were trembling along with the sharp cry.
But the scream soon faded away.
A hint of red shone through the gloomy resentment.
No matter how dark and deep the resentment is, it will quickly dissipate . This touch of red completely ignites everything.
In an instant, only a fiery red color was left in the sky.
The overwhelming resentment also disappeared.
…
Time passed minute by minute, and finally the people of the noble family and the sacrificial escort team arrived at the top of the mountain.
It seems like this place is in the sky. Apart from this mountain, there is nothing around.
The sea of clouds is still deep below.
At this moment, the sky also darkened.
The remaining temple priests said nothing and arranged the one hundred children in order in front of the stone statue.
Behind the stone statue is a huge bottomless cave.
The local temple priests had already begun the preliminary preparations for the ceremony very skillfully. They first worshiped the statue of the deity.
But perhaps because there were enemies approaching, they did not perform too many sacrifices.
He simply asked the mountain god whether he was satisfied with the offerings.
The mountain god did not respond to the temple keeper's words.
The temple priests were not surprised by this, as the mountain god had stopped responding to them a long time ago.
However, if there is no response, then it is not a big problem, which means there is nothing wrong with these sacrifices.
"Okay, prepare the tea for offering to the gods!" said the presiding temple priest, and the two temple priests next to him immediately brought up a sealed jar.
When I opened it, there was some kind of steaming transparent liquid inside.
The tea for worshipping gods is also called cleansing tea. Its purpose is to cleanse the bodies of these sacrifices and bring them into a state of life stimulation so that their pure vitality can be stimulated.
The first child was soon brought forward.
At this moment, the quilts wrapped around them had long been thrown away, and their young bodies were shivering in the cold and oxygen-deficient environment on the top of the mountain.
He looked at the old temple priest who was presiding over the ceremony with a look of fear.
However, he was blocked by the iron fence built by the other party and could not move at all.
"You are very lucky to be able to sacrifice yourself for all living beings." The old temple keeper nodded with great satisfaction, then pinched the other person's mouth, completely ignoring the other person's struggle, and poured a bowl of tea for offering to the gods into the other person's mouth.
"Wait, wait a minute!" At this moment, a hesitant but increasingly determined voice sounded.
The temple priests present all looked at the person who made the sound at the same time.
The pressure in his cold and gloomy eyes seemed to kill someone.
No, then their eyes were stunned, not because of the person who made the sound.
Lu Ran, a young temple keeper, was nothing special.
In the past, there were young temple priests who were dissatisfied with this kind of sacrifice and wanted to speak out to stop it.
But these young temple priests also ended their young lives.
What really startled these temple keepers was the golden token that Lu Ran was holding tightly in his hand.
"As God's chosen one, I ask you to stop the sacrifices!" Lu Ran ignored the murderous gazes of the temple keepers and the angry actions of other people from the aristocratic families around him.
She finally stood up.
It seemed like he was speaking for these sacrifices, and also like he was speaking for himself.
"I think sacrifices like this shouldn't continue."
"Being sacrificed should never be called a sacrifice!"
"So... please stop this kind of sacrifice!" Lu Ran summoned up his courage and said loudly.
