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Death's heart!

A white woman is holding the legendary clay pot! It was a sacred object that their tribe had always worshiped. No one dared to touch it. Everyone who came into contact with the clay pot died. 【First release】

What they couldn't believe was that someone was holding a clay pot, but nothing happened.

Seeing the phenomenon in front of them that violated common sense, the priests and leaders of the indigenous tribes were so frightened that they knelt down one by one and laid their heads in the grass, not daring to move.

They talked a lot and no longer dared to stop Jonathan and Angelina from leaving.

When Angelina passed by them, she asked Jonathan: "What on earth are they talking about? Are they treating us as gods?"

"Oh? That's not the case! Their tribe also believed in the moon demon at first, and the things in this clay pot were just used as holy objects to worship. But this thing is too evil, and the requirements for blood sacrifices are becoming more and more frequent, and the tribe The population continued to decrease, so that the pyramid was occupied by several tribes. These people slowly regarded it as a god of death, and they only had fear and fear, but no worship belief."

"Then it makes no difference to it, right?"

"Well, there is no difference. When they saw us holding the clay pot without dying, they thought we were the messengers of the God of Death, coming to recover this thing."

When Jonathan and Angelina were about to walk out of the jungle, a jerky English accent suddenly shouted: "Please wait!"

They turned around and saw that it was an old native with gray hair. Judging from the bone necklace hanging on his body, he seemed to be of high status.

"Do you speak English? What's the matter with stopping us?"

The old native looked at the two people in front of him with his sharp eyes, and said slowly: "I once left the tribe. I went to learn English from a teacher outside. I came to you because I have something to figure out."

As he spoke, he pointed his hand at the clay pot and said, "Since you can take out the clay pot from that cave, you will naturally know what is inside. I just want to know, you took out this thing What is the purpose?”

Jonathan and Angelina looked at each other, and then Jonathan smiled: "Our purpose is the same as yours, we also want to continue to seal the things inside."

"Seal?" The old native showed a look of astonishment. He thought about it and soon understood: "So our ancestors built such a tall pyramid just to seal it? Why..."

"Why did you later turn to it as a blood sacrifice?" Jonathan continued: "Although this thing is sealed, it can still affect people outside on a full moon night. I guess that is the reason why The ancestors of your tribe were misguided, and as a result, after thousands of years, no one knows the original purpose."

The old native became more energetic after hearing this. He was very interested in these secret things: "It sounds like you know a lot about our ancestors. Can you explain it to me clearly?"

Jonathan smiled bitterly: "I just happened by chance. I know only a little about these things. I'm afraid what I know is not completely correct. You can just listen to it and don't take it to heart."

The old native nodded. Expressed understanding of Jonathan's concerns.

"It is said that the god of your ancestors lives on the moon, and you call it the Moon God! And this pottery pot contains the Moon God's men. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it the Moon God's envoys and angels."

Jonathan's statement was immediately recognized by the old native. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, our tribe once had such a legend."

"Please don't interrupt me!" Jonathan said unhappily, and he continued to explain: "One day, the messenger betrayed your moon god, not only severely damaging your god, but also taking the opportunity to gain authority over the earth. Seeing that I want to become the sole master of this world.”

The old native's facial expression moved, but he did not interrupt again this time. But listen carefully.

"At that time, the Moon God had another envoy. Under his order, the two envoys had a fierce conflict. This war lasted for a long, long time. Some people said it lasted for thousands of years. Some people said it lasted for thousands of years. Ten thousand years. In short, they both lost, and in the end, the envoy who betrayed the Moon God only had a heart left."

Jonathan said, shaking the clay pot, and the contents rolled in the pot and made a banging sound. He smiled and said: "What is installed here is a heart. I guess your tribe must have related legends."

The old native nodded and said, "It is said that it contains the heart of the God of Death. As long as someone sees or touches the clay pot, something bad will happen and they will usually die soon."

"God of death? Haha, this statement is quite accurate." Jonathan shrugged, and continued: "But there is no way to destroy the divine envoys. Even if they lose their bodies, they will one day be reborn on this land. In order to It was sealed, and the envoy asked for help from others and used a special method to seal it in this clay pot. You should be able to guess what happened next..."

"Seal? There is still someone who can seal the divine envoy?"

The old natives were surprised that the divine envoy was "sealed". This clay pot has been in their tribe for hundreds of thousands of years and is still intact. In other words, the effect of the seal still exists.

A thousand-year seal!

"Which great man did this?" the old native continued to ask.

Jonathan didn't want to say more about this issue. He shook his head, spread his hands, and said nothing.

Seeing that the other party refused to answer, the old native did not get angry, but asked another question: "From your tone, it seems that you also want to seal it. Can you tell me what you plan to do?"

The person who answered the question this time was Angelina. She chuckled and said: "We will naturally find a way to seal it after we take it out. You don't have to worry about this problem. We are also afraid that after it breaks free of the seal, it will cause a bloody storm in the world. By then everyone’s lives will be in danger.”

The old native pondered for a long time, not knowing whether to believe the words of the two people in front of him, but judging from his judgment, even if the other party had something to hide, they would not lie to get through. From the moment they met, he continued to use his spiritual power to test the two people in front of him, but unfortunately he never found a flaw.

This made the old native understand clearly that the Jonathans and his wife were very powerful, and might even be much more powerful than him.

For a moment, everyone fell into silence, each thinking about the problem. Under this heavy pressure, even the forest became silent, not as vibrant as before.

War or peace!

This idea has been swirling in the old native's mind, and he must make an accurate judgment based on the facts before him.

Jonathan bowed slightly to the old native and said: "The power of this seal is getting weaker and weaker. We must go back as soon as possible. As for those who injured your tribe, we will have someone send something as compensation."

Jonathan is willing to lower his profile because of the tribe's contribution to guarding the seal for thousands of years. As for delivering things, he knows that what these tribes lack most in the forest is living supplies, and he only needs to send people to deliver some food, meat, Iron tools or something like that can make these tribes happy.

Sure enough, the old native sighed: "Okay, I won't care about this clay pot! You can do whatever you like, it has no meaning anymore where we put it."

Hearing what the old native said, Jonathan and Angelina secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although on the surface, this old native looks skinny and frail, he actually contains extremely powerful spiritual energy.

Judging from the momentum of the old native when he appeared, the other party had come with a certain death mentality. If he wanted to die, I am afraid that both of them would be injured more or less.

It didn't matter if they were injured. The problem was that Jonathan was still holding the clay pot. This thing couldn't be destroyed by ordinary methods, but a battle between people like them would not be an ordinary battle. Once the seal of the clay pot is accidentally loosened during the fight between the three of them, it will be like an accidental explosion of an atomic bomb. The three people present will definitely not be able to escape, and then everyone in the area will die. .

Some people even speculate that as long as the existence in the clay pot returns to normal levels, no one on the entire earth will be able to stop it from ruling the earth.

After seeing off the old native, Jonathan said with a cold sweat: "This old guy's mental strength is not weak. Fortunately, he already knew that the contents of this pottery pot were not the so-called holy objects. Otherwise..."

Angelina also nodded, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net said: "He is probably the strongest priest in these tribes. I just tried to target him several times, but every time I had the idea, I found that I lost my aim. Click. He just stood there casually and had this effect. He should have almost reached the state of unity between man and nature."

Jonathan laughed after hearing this: "We haven't even started yet, but it's very discouraging. It can be said that his spiritual skills are higher than ours. If we really fight, we may not be in trouble, and he will definitely die."

"I'm afraid that the other party wants to die. Also, the clay pot in our hands is much more powerful than explosives. If we don't care so much at that time, if we accidentally release the contents inside, we are not the only ones who will die. It’s over!”

Jonathan nodded, and when he was about to say something, someone already said, "Ms. Angelina is right. This thing is as destructive as a nuclear bomb. I think you should let the government handle it!"

As soon as they finished speaking, someone immediately surrounded them. The Jonathans were ambushed, and there was more than one person, it was an army!

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