The Dragon That Devours the World

Under the moonlight, fourteen "blood eagles" slave corpses were scattered around the altar. Those lifelike "blood eagles" that seemed to be spreading their wings and flying high were covered with a layer of silver. The corpses of slaves with protruding eyes and hideous faces became more and more scared and bloody.

　　 In front of the altar, the prophet was still murmured in prayer, trying to capture even the slightest rhythm.

　　 However... until the end, nothing happened.

　　 The sacrifice failed again. However, the face of the female prophet did not show any frustration. Instead, she showed some satisfaction.

　　……

　　 The nineteenth moon rises.

　　 More than a dozen powerful monsters with strange shapes and endless roaring, or birds, beasts or insects, were **** with limbs, six limbs, eight limbs, and various limbs and thrown beside the altar.

These monsters, without exception, are the big and fierce beasts nearby. They were originally considered to be well-watered with humans. However, at the request of the female prophet, several clan leaders brought a group of Norse men with them. All these fierce beasts were **** within a week to serve as sacrifices.

　　 And these monsters, who are still roaring, are still unaware of their situation.

　　 Under the sign of the female prophet, several strong North warriors nodded, and directly raised the battle axe in their hands, and cut off their heads one by one.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 The filthy blood flowed all over the place, the prophet murmured in prayer, and then, there was still no response...

　　 The sacrifice failed again.

　　……

　　 The twenty-third moon rises.

"what!"

　　 The battle axe in his hand made an alert, and the sturdy soldier bent down and watched vigilantly at a **** bear in front of him, guarding against a sudden attack by the opponent.

　　 Opposite him, the hungry black bear was salivating in his mouth, ready to pounce on it at any time, only because he was a little afraid of the weapons in the hands of the opposing fighters, it was only in a confrontation situation.

　　 Around one person and one bear, a group of Norse people formed a huge circle, full of excitement, looking forward to the next bloodshed.

　　 There is no doubt that this is a fighting beast.

　　 When the warrior and the bear fight together, the surrounding Norse people often burst into excitement and cheers. As for who is the last survivor, no one cares anymore.

　　 The female prophet was in front of the altar, watching this life-and-death fight in order to please those powerful beings, still trying to feel the call that exists in the dark.

　　……

　　 The twenty-seventh moon rises.

　　 The sacrifice has never been successful.

　　The anxious Norse finally decided that he would no longer be intimidated, and the next largest one would come...

The corpses of hundreds of slaves piled up like a mountain, and the decapitated heads were enshrined on the altar, forming a daunting tower of skulls. Those with desperate eyes and distorted faces before their deaths seemed to curse the world. same.

　　……

　　 The thirty-eighth moon rises.

　　……

　　 The forty-seventh moon rises.

　　……

　　 Inside the house, the fire was burning quietly.

　　 The female prophet sat calmly by the fire, while several clan leaders looked very anxious in front of her.

However, compared with the initial state, the condition of these clan leaders is obviously not good. Either they have broken their arms, blinded one eye, or lost one leg, are more or less disabled, and one of them is obviously disabled. The one who just replaced the old leader.

Also, in the past few months, in order to find sacrifices, these clan leaders can be said to lead their clan to go to various dangerous places nearby, just to find suitable sacrifices, even to sacrifice, even if the body People who are intact will sacrifice one eye and one arm at all, but to their disappointment, the sacrifice has never been successful.

　　 But they couldn't help but worry. After a few months without the sun, their respective clans began to have a large-scale crisis.

　　 Food, beasts, diseases, mosquitoes, and... cold.

　　 The snowfall has already begun, and when the snow will stop, no one can be sure anymore.

　　 Every day, people fall ill again, and people die every day, and in order to get rid of the crisis, the success of the sacrifice has become their last straw rope, and because of this, even if the loss is great, they can only grit their teeth.

　　 However, they didn't dare to openly question the authority of the female prophet, they could only show their anxiety in secret.

　　 Unlike the sense of anxiety of the clan leaders, the prophet is a calm and confident attitude.

"I saw……"

　　 Facing the leaders of the clans, the prophet said in a low voice.

　　 "What we need to sacrifice is not flesh and blood, nor war, let alone torture, but desire."

"The desire for survival, the desire for pain, the desire for despair, the desire for anger, the desire for craving, the desire for madness, the desire for war, the desire for lust, the desire for greed, the desire for rage, the desire for jealousy, the desire for arrogance...We have sacrificed many times, and every The last sacrifices were actually successful, and I have already felt that existence’s recognition of this, but these are just foreshadowing before a grand sacrifice. This time, we will sacrifice the last kind of desire. To complete the final sacrifice."

　　 Several clan leaders looked at each other, and then one of them told the woman first to know.

　　 "What is needed for the sacrifice."

　　 The old female prophet grinned, revealing a mutilated yellow and black tooth and grinned low.

　　 "A pure virgin with bright eyes and bright teeth."

　　……

　　 The one hundred and third moon rises.

　　 Although the sun has been absent one hundred and three times, the moon has never been neglected. It has always been diligent and diligent in the sky, giving this world shrouded in darkness the last luminosity.

　　 is still the altar, the difference is that a pillar has been erected in front of the altar full of blood. On the pillar, a woman with a charming face was tied with a rope. Her hands and feet were firmly tied to the pillar, unable to break free, and under the pillar was piled with dry wood.

She was wearing a white dress made of light and thin silk, with some kind of garland on her head. The thin dress was completely unable to provide her with any warmth and make her body in this cold night. Shaking constantly, his beautiful face was full of fear for the unknown future.

　　 All this was seen by the female prophet, but she didn’t care. At this moment, she only cared about one thing:

　　 Sacrifice.

In the past few times, although she has always seemed to be failing ~www.readwn.com~, in the process of trying to communicate with a certain existence, she gradually felt a certain incomparably powerful and enormous will. .

That kind of magnificent will in the dark is so powerful that it scares the female prophet. It is just a glimpse in a trance, and the failure to see the whole picture is enough to make the female prophet feel that she is trying to communicate. It is a kind of What a magnificent existence.

　　 is more magnificent than the mountains, more vast than the sea, immeasurable and immeasurable.

　　 is also in those murmurs, like dreams, illusions and real whispers, that makes the female prophet vaguely understand what kind of sacrifices that kind of existence really wants.

　　 "The humble mortal, here I offer you the last sacrifice..."

　　 The female prophet closed her eyes and murmured, her tone became extremely humble and earnest, as if she was worshipping a god.

　　 did not say anything extra, because after many sacrifices, the prophet had vaguely realized that this was the final sacrifice.

　　 Success and failure, in one fell swoop.

　　 "The devourer of all desires, the tyrant of the endless deep sea, the entangler of the world... the great serpent-Yemengarde, the humble mortal offers everything to you."

　　 The female prophet chanted the name of the serpent, her whispered voice followed the wind and disappeared into the night.

　　……

　　 Endless deep ocean.

　　 The unfathomable deep ocean, it's pitch black, and nothing can be seen.

　　 In the darkness of dead silence, the silence is creepy, as if there is something huge and unimaginable inhabiting here, but it is motionless, just sleeping quietly.

　　 Suddenly, a pair of snake pupils suddenly opened, and the depths of the pupils revealed the chills and chills that made people shudder.