The Unspeakable Evil God

Although the world was dark, his instinctive biological clock was still very accurate. After putting his sister to sleep, Jason sat cross-legged in front of his father's tomb, praying for the blessing of the great beast god every day.

"Mom, you are back, I have prepared the food!"

At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open, wind and sand poured into the room, and a familiar figure stood in front of the door. Jason suddenly opened his eyes, stood up happily, swam to the stone table, and prepared Uncover the pot.

"Jason, the tribe's altar...is ready!"

His mother suddenly stepped forward and touched his head, and said something incomprehensible with a low expression. Jason just seemed to feel powerful, nodded quickly, and asked casually.

"That's good, Mother, can this altar really resist the darkness?"

"Of course, the words of the beast gods are not wrong. The darkness will definitely pass! It's time... Jason, come with me!"

"oh!"

Being gently pulled out of the room by his mother, Jason glanced at the dinner, nodded slightly doubtfully, and followed his mother closely. Along the way, he also found that the surrounding earthen huts opened their doors from time to time, and a tribesman followed them spontaneously. The atmosphere behind him was heavy, making him feel strange.

Arriving at the center of the tribe, Jason was surprised to find that hundreds of members of the tribe were basically gathered here. Despite the scattered yellow sand, when they saw the leader arriving, they all respectfully moved out of the way.

Following his mother through the snakes, climbing up the stairs, and standing on the highest floor of the square, Jason looked up and saw a three-headed snake god stone statue more than ten meters high standing here. This was the former Snake God Square. He did not Strangely enough, when I was young, everyone would often come here to pray to the snake god.

However, with the death of the Snake God, this place gradually became deserted. Today, a circle of dry wood piles has been piled under the statue of the Snake God. The relative positions of the three snake heads hold up a huge concave stone basin. Everything baffled him.

"My child, do you know what the Soul Fire Altar is?"

Cecilia sighed leisurely and said, the snake people below were quiet.

"Mother, I don't know!"

Jason shook his head in confusion, why is everyone so weird today?

"Soul fire, as the name suggests, this is a fire that must be ignited using the soul as fuel. It will dispel darkness and bring light, dispel death and bring hope. Tribes without soul fire will face destruction, while noble, pure, A strong soul is the best fuel!”

Cecilia described all this quietly, her sad expression gradually calmed down, but Jason, who was listening with interest at first, felt his blood gradually become colder.

"For the survival of the tribe, Jason, my proud child, are you ready to sacrifice everything for the tribe?"

Finally, Cecilia slowly turned around, held Jason's shoulders with both hands, and stared directly into his eyes.

"Mother...I..."

Upon hearing this, Jason's eyes suddenly became panicked. He did not dare to look directly into his mother's eyes and began to speak incoherently.

"Remember, Jason, you are the child of the tribe leader. You carry the glory of our three-headed tribe and your father's last will. Tell me loudly what the family motto you have been carrying since you were a child!"

"Take the lead...the tribe comes first!"

Jason's upper and lower lips trembled a few times, and his lower lip was bitten hard by his teeth. A trace of blood seeped out, and he shouted loudly with a fitful and uneasy tone.

"My good boy, your father, your mother and all the clan leaders will be proud of you... Ignite the fire!"

Cecilia stretched out her rough palm to touch Jason's cheek, waved her arm reluctantly, and ordered in a cold voice. In just a moment, blazing fire ignited around the stone statue of the snake god. The fire was dazzling, and it seemed to dispel the coldness of the darkness. .

Under the firelight, Jason's whole body looked red. He stared blankly at the terrifying fire that was devouring people. He glanced at the tribesmen around him. Everyone couldn't help but lower their heads under the wind and sand.

"This is all for the sake of the tribe, and also for my mother and...sister. This is the most...correct decision!"

Biting the corner of his mouth with inexplicable sadness and grievance, Jason murmured to himself with a frightened smile, and approached the fire step by step. Then he paused, slowly turned his head, and looked at the people behind him. Mother, she could no longer hold back her tears and said with a trembling voice.

"Mother...I don't want to die, and Jason doesn't want to die yet!"

Seeing this scene, Cecilia clenched her fists with white fingers, her expression tensed, and she turned sideways, not looking at him.

Jason stood stunned for a while, then turned his head to look at the statue of the Lord Snake God. The face reflected in the sea of ​​fire seemed to be equally indifferent and indifferent.

"If even the Beast God thinks it is correct..."

His eyes closed, his feet slipped, and with a bang, Jason resigned and fell into the sea of ​​fire. He saw a figure ignited in the fire, letting out a shrill and painful roar, and finally turned into a ball of flames and ashes.

Hearing this voice, Cecilia turned around suddenly, tears streaming down her face, and then she clutched her heart in pain, uh-uh-uh, and fell straight down.

"Lord Patriarch!"

"Chief, are you okay?"

The snake man below hurriedly climbed up and hugged the patriarch. The patriarch must not let anything happen again. The declining three-headed tribe cannot live without a strong leader!

"Look, look, it's light!"

Someone suddenly roared with excitement, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net They had never missed the scorching sunshine that was so awe-inspiring and scorching the earth.

I saw firefly-like light spots floating out of the raging fire, densely wrapping the snake god statue, leading the flames to soar upward, and finally gathered in the stone basin at the top.

A ball of orange flames rose up and burned unswervingly. The dancing and whistling wind and sand could not shake it at all. The light dispelled the darkness in an instant, and the entire tribe was illuminated by the flames.

"It's so warm! Ah, it's light, brother, come and see, there is sunshine outside, and the Sun God is back!"

Carly, who was sleeping soundly in the room, suddenly opened her eyes, looked out the window, shouted happily, and ran down to the ground with bare feet, but when she opened the door, the house was quiet and there was no one. figure.

………………

"Oh, interesting!"

Outside the dark mist, Heath quietly looked at the rising flames of Wanjia, narrowed his eyes strangely, and murmured to himself.

"But when the purity of the world is burned away, what will be left in this world? That is...the most extreme darkness!"

However, this time process may take a longer time. Remember, it seems that more than half of the support time agreed by Mo Buddha has passed, and the other party has already urged me in the council.

If he doesn't go, there must be something wrong with that old bald donkey. He won't go even if he is killed. The only way is to work hard to improve his strength.

But thinking of the other party's confidence, Heath smacked his lips, or... let's have some ideas and let the avatar go to the meeting point. He can remotely control the support. The most important thing is that even if the avatar dies, the loss will not be too big. big.

Anyway, the other party didn't say not to send avatars, but he followed the rules very much.