Chapter 42 Sacrifice
“Gurgle…”
With a low, bubbling sound, the Nile crocodile slowly poked its head out of the river. Its huge, ferocious head towered above the water like a small mountain, emitting a frightening aura.
At this time, a Nile crocodile opened its mouth slightly, revealing a row of sharp teeth flashing with cold light.
Watching the group of Nile crocodiles getting closer and closer.
"Waaaaaaaaaa..." The child had never seen such a scene before and burst into tears instantly.
"Mummy, Mummy——"
"I don't want to eat that black bread anymore. Please take me... home!"
After hearing the child's cry for help, the group of believers turned around and looked at a middle-aged woman in a red robe with eyes that looked like they wanted to eat someone.
The woman reacted quickly.
"Blood sacrifice!!!"
"Blood sacrifice!!!"
She almost sang loudly, unmoved.
The other red-robed believers also turned around and shouted.
"Mom, I want to go home..." The child ran towards the middle-aged woman so desperately that he didn't even notice that his shoes flew off.
"Qiang Qiang!"
The guards stopped him with spears.
"Let that confused little sheep come over here."
clatter! clatter! clatter!
The sound of footsteps came.
The black Pharaoh walked slowly, and before each step, the guards would sprinkle flowers on the floor in advance.
He walked up to the child, leaned over and smiled, revealing his big white teeth.
"Lost little lamb, why are you crying?"
"Wa ...
"Mama..."
"Why don't you take me away? Those crocodiles are so scary..."
"I want to go home, I want to leave here..." the child sobbed.
"Little lamb, who is your mother? Point her out!" The black Pharaoh's big white teeth became more and more exposed.
The child raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the middle-aged woman in the crowd.
"Pharaoh! Noble Pharaoh!"
"I...I will make this child behave immediately."
The middle-aged woman crawled out from the crowd of believers and ran towards the black Pharaoh.
"Snapped!"
When she got closer, she gave the child a big slap.
"Mama..."
"why?"
"Why!"
The child's mother laughed. She shouted angrily, "It is... your honor to be chosen as a sacrifice to the great king of the gods!"
"Hahahahaha..."
"Shut up! Don't cry!!!"
The child was frightened by the shout. His body trembled violently, and he covered his mouth tightly with trembling hands like a frightened rabbit, for fear of making even the slightest sound.
His eyes were wide open, his face was full of fear, and his little body curled up into a ball as if he wanted to hide himself.
At this moment, the child's whole body exuded fear and helplessness, which made people feel pity for him.
"Let's continue with the ceremony."
The black Pharaoh said this calmly and walked towards the stands, where he had a better view of the ceremony.
Subsequently.
The middle-aged woman kicked the child towards the dark river, and then ran towards the Pharaoh.
Watching the woman walking further and further away.
The child's pupils shrank suddenly.
Immediately.
No longer moving.
"Gululu..."
The river water began to churn, forming whirlpools, as if showing people the powerful strength of the Nile crocodile.
The air was filled with a strong fishy smell, which was the unique smell of the Nile crocodile.
now.
The group of Nile crocodiles in the dark river were looking up at the child on the altar. Perhaps, they would rush over and tear him to pieces in the next moment.
at the same time.
On a beam on the temple ceiling, a man in a white robe watched all this coldly.
"The mission has been accomplished. I just need to do nothing and move nothing. Once the ritual is completed and the Pharaoh and his guards leave, I can take the opportunity to escape." The man said to himself.
However, at this time, a Nile crocodile, who knew the truth that "the early bird catches the worm", had already swam to the edge of the altar.
The short and sturdy limbs crawled in the darkness.
five meters.
Four meters.
three meters.
.........
The believers became more and more fanatical, and their shouts resounded through the sky.
The man on the beam was still talking to himself.
"Isn't it just being torn apart alive by Nile crocodiles? Isn't it just becoming a sacrifice to the so-called gods? Isn't it just..."
"Besides, this kind of ritual happens every day. It's normal," he tried to convince himself.
"I still have a mission to complete. This kind of trouble... this kind of trouble I..."
"I can't stand it!!!"
The man in white robe jumped down from the beam lightly like an elegant flying bird.
At the moment he fell, a dazzling light suddenly flashed under the white robe, and then a bandage shot out like lightning!
The bandage seemed to have life, dancing freely and flexibly, and soon it was wrapped around a beam of the temple.
Just as the child was about to be bitten by the Nile crocodile.
The man in white robe fell from the sky like "Spider Man"!
His body spun rapidly in the air, while the bandage in his hand danced like a snake, stirring up ripples in the surrounding air.
In the blink of an eye, he swung the child to another beam. The whole action was done in one go, like flowing clouds and running water.
The man looked down at the black Pharaoh in the stands and made an international friendly gesture.
The words were full of disdain.
"Fuck your sacrifice!"
Below the altar, everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the man in white robe.
“Bold!!!”
"Bug guts!!!"
"How dare you obstruct the sacrifice!" As the roar sounded, the believers were not surprised by the strange abilities displayed by the man.
Their eyes were firmly and fanatically focused on the sacrificial ceremony, as if no external interference could shake their piety and awe of the gods.
At the same time, the guards acted quickly, holding their sharp spears high and assuming an attacking stance in unison.
“You really think that this spear, which has been obsolete for hundreds of years, can hurt…” Before the man finished speaking, he heard a sound of breaking air in his ears.
"biu——"
Bullets rained down.
Man in white robe: (;′??Д??`) No one made the gun like this!!!
It was completely different from what the man thought, those were just guns that looked like spears.
"The Pharaoh is unbeatable!"
"The Pharaoh is unbeatable!"
"The Pharaoh is unbeatable!"
The group of believers shouted wildly as if they were gushing out for blood.
"What a bunch of hopeless idiots." The man cursed while manipulating the bandages to dodge the bullets.
Just at this time.
In the stands, the black Pharaoh was sitting there quietly, his eyes deep, staring closely at everything that was happening in front of him, but he didn't seem to take it to heart.
He just sat there quietly, as if the noise and chaos around him had nothing to do with him.