Light Spirit Epic Chapter 863: Traveling in Tianyuan (16)
Chapter 863 Travel to Tianyuan (16)
Pounds! —– The last [arm burst] gave the canine boy’s great sword the greatest power boost.
It slashed down with the force of breaking the army, and instantly smashed Scorpion’s severely injured head into a pulp!
The transparent and colorless monster blood splashed everywhere, smearing the canine boy and the leopard boy. And the monster finally collapsed, twitching a few times on the rock floor, and died!
Countless items are scattered all over the place!
“Ha, ha, ha, ha.” Husky breathed heavily. He was a little fortunate that the olfactory system had not been added to the game, otherwise the sticky scorpion blood on his body would have smelled disgusting, and it would have suffocated him while he was panting.
There are countless strange noises in the cave, and it seems that more bugs are approaching.
“It sucks.” Although he was half exhausted, Husky got up and tried his best to pick up the props: “Get these things done, I have to go away!”
“Okay, okay, meow.” Hal also knelt on the ground to search for props, and moved with difficulty on the muddy ground, which was made by the blood of the beasts.
“Ha, Husky…” Little Leopard whispered, “Thank you, meow.”
“Uh, thank you Wang?”
“Hal had a great time today, meow. It’s scary, but very happy meow.” The Leopard boy smiled contentedly: “This is a really good game, I really want to play with you all the time, meow!”
“Hey, hehe…” The canine boy’s face also flushed red, he wagged his tail and muttered: “Me too…Thank you, Ha Erwang.”
The strange noises in the cave are getting closer. The two teenagers have used up their combat skills, and if they encounter those monsters again, they will not be able to fight back.
They quickly picked up all the props on the ground and ran away in a hurry.
At the same time, on the floating island in the East African plateau, in the village of the cannibals of Bergmi.
The real [hell-like landscape] is revealed in front of everyone.
Like a horror movie, there is lightning and thunder, and under the gloomy and hazy sky, there is a strange and terrifying village.
The village is surrounded by pillars with countless human skulls on them.
Roughly counted, there are at least 3,000 such spikes surrounding the edge of the floating island, and at least ten skeletons are inserted into each spike. That is to say, the fence of this cannibal village is made of At least 30,000 skulls surrounded it!
The spikes are of course not just decorations, they are lightning rods smelted from rough iron! These lightning rod skull pillars not only endlessly draw energy from the falling lightning in the sky to support the flight of the floating island, but also play the role of “illumination”: the light of lightning lights up the pyroxene hidden in those skulls, Let the skull shine from the inside out!
Of course, this golden light is also eerie and terrifying: they shoot from the holes in the skull’s two eyes, and it’s not scary!
And the houses of the Bergami people are also structures of wood mixed with bones. The arm bones and leg bones of various large beasts are the best materials for the pillars of the house.
Supported by four huge pillars, a frame of wood and bone is built, and some kind of huge animal tusk is used as decoration on the roof, which is estimated to be from a huge African elephant.
This is literally a village of bones, filled with the breath of death! Even the “stone slabs” paving the way in the middle of the village, upon closer inspection, turned out to be the shoulder blades of some kind of monster!
Bediver swallowed. Palamidis curled his tail uneasily, rolling the cat’s tail into a standard circle.
“Look at these terrifying skull pillars… how dare you say these savages aren’t evil?” Bedivere asked angrily, walking behind Professor Paul.
“Oh, don’t talk nonsense, these skulls are all from their clan.” Professor Paul did not show any surprise, he seemed to be used to it: “According to their tradition, not only to eat sick and dying Clansmen, they also have to keep a part of their people’s body – and this is usually a skull – and in doing so, the souls of their dead clansmen will live on with these Pygmies forever.
They adorned skull columns around their villages for the same reason: they believed that by doing so, their dead people would watch over them forever. “
“And that’s still disgusting, scary things are still scary,” Bedivere retorted in a icy tone.
“Whatever your lord says…” This time, it was Professor Paul’s turn to be too lazy to argue with the werewolf, so he just perfunctory.
While bickering, they walked towards the square of the village, which was surrounded by a circle of relatively sparse bone pillars, about 200 pillars, forming an irregular circle.
The light emitted by the skulls on the pillars illuminates the periphery of the square like a street at dusk, neither bright nor excessively dim.
In addition to the bonfire protected by a pile of stones in the center of the square, the entire square was enveloped by a burst of orange-red light, full of eerie aura.
At the same time that Bedivere and his party stepped into the cannibal square, the leader of the Bergmi people, or the Great Elder, had already led a group of followers to greet them.
Except for a large and windy feather hat, and a scary necklace made of skulls on his chest, the elder, like the other savages, is almost naked. Of course, the leaf rolls used to protect the important parts were also terrifyingly large, and Bedivere glanced at it for a while, then hurriedly looked away. He instantly understood the reason why the Great Elder was able to become the Great Elder.
Elder Bergmi bowed and saluted Palamidis and Bedivere, while the followers behind the elder fell to their knees and worshipped.
“Chulu, Chuchulushu, Diabolahas, Sonokasta!” The elder said excitedly, but Bedivere couldn’t understand a word of the native languages he spoke.
“The Great Elder is saying, [Welcome, Sonohasta (God of God).]” Professor Paul, who was on the side, acted as a translator: “We have been waiting for three thousand years for this day.”
“Well, his simple sentence has so much meaning?” Bedivere asked in confusion.
“Don’t underestimate the Pygmies, their language is simple but profound, and a sentence can contain the meaning of a book.” Professor Paul rolled his eyes at the werewolf: “I have studied here for thirty years, and it is only a matter of time. I just figured out the fur.”
“Wow…” The leopard warrior gave a deep admiration, but there was a lot of joking in it: “Then, Professor Paul, can you translate it for us?
Tell Your Excellency the Great Elder, we are just travelers passing by, not really the [Sonohasta] in their legend. This is a big misunderstanding. “
“Are you sure you say that?” said the old scholar: “They’ll probably get angry and besiege you to death?”
“It’s okay, talk about it.” Palamidis was secretly preparing for battle.
“Churaluk, Dhaka, Kasami Sono Hasta!” Professor Paul said with dignity.
The expression on the elder’s face did not change significantly, and he didn’t seem to care at all. He said to the crowd again: “Dablaren, Brensono Hasta!”
Professor Paul continued to translate: “He said, [Whether you have the self-awareness to be Sonohasta or not, you will be. Fate brought you to this kind of place, so they will listen. Fate guides.]”
“Oh my God, you’ve extended his words almost three times in length…” Bedivere asked suspiciously, “Are you sure you’re not joking?”
Professor Paul gave the werewolf young man another look.
“Humph.” Palamidis grunted: “What a bunch of savages talking about themselves.”
“Sonohasta, Badacasnocha!” said the elder Bergmi with a wave. The group of wildlings behind him also waved their hands frantically, as if celebrating.
“Uh, what’s the matter?” The werewolf looked confused.
“The elder said, the banquet is about to begin. This is a special banquet for the two [Sonohasta]s!” Professor Paul replied in a completely unwavering tone.
“What?” Palamidis and Bedivere looked at each other, each with a bad premonition.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, the entire square was surrounded by hundreds of Bgmies. A large group of people danced wildly around the campfire and danced very hard.
Bedivere and Palamidis, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on a large altar of boulders in the square, worshipped by countless wild people.
Professor Paul, who is in charge of the translation, sits next to him, and next to him is the chief elder.
The chief elder of the Begme clan announced a few words loudly, all of which Bedivere could not understand. The effect is easy to guess: Celebrate, bring food and drink!
Bedivere’s face changed. In this cannibal village, is the food…human flesh? !
As expected, several savages came over with several large stone plates. Those on the stone plate are grilled meats?
Human flesh…? ! Bedivere swallowed a mouthful of saliva~IndoMTL.com~ If this goes on, things will get out of hand!
“Don’t worry, it’s not human flesh.” Before the food was brought over, Professor Paul explained, “Bigmie people only eat their own people, and they only allow their own people to eat their own people. They don’t will distribute human flesh to outsiders.
I have been here for decades, and I have never eaten a single bite of human flesh, not to mention the two newcomers of you [Heavenly Gods]? —Besides, wouldn’t it be disrespectful to offer the flesh of their dead clansmen to the gods to eat? “
“…Are you sure?” Bedivere still whispered suspiciously. Who knows how the values of these savages differ from those of civilized society? In this wild tribe, anything is possible!
The wild people have placed the stone plate in front of the crowd. On the big and rough stone plate was a large banana leaf, and on the banana leaf were strings of meat of unknown origin, strung together with sharp branches.
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