Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 241. 242. What to Pray
In a remote corner, there is a group of skinny human beings who have no food or clothing. They are also a branch of human beings, but they are an unfortunate one.

There are all kinds of monsters in this world.

These monsters have invaded the living environment of human beings, and many human beings have even become slaves of monsters.

The most important thing is that there is no moon in this world. When the night comes, the terrifying darkness will cover everything in this world, and life without shelter will scream in despair in the darkness.

The east of this world is lucky. In the primitive world, they received the guidance of a holy witch, formed a monastic system, sheltered their people, developed civilization from tribes, and achieved kingdoms.

Fortunately for the West, the West of this world has developed the system of gods, and a series of gods have been born. Although these gods are a bit absurd, they still shelter the human race in the West in the dark.

In addition to the east and west, there are large tracts of land and human races. Their luck is extremely bad. There are various monsters and other intelligent races in these lands, such as elves, dwarves, and banshees. Or orcs, or even demons.

These intelligent races such as elves, dwarves, orcs, and demons all have their strong men who protect them to survive in the dark.

And the human beings in these places will be miserable. It may be that the human beings in the east and the west occupy too much human luck, so that the humans in these intermediate areas did not give birth to their patrons.

In other words, the born asylum is not strong enough, which makes all human beings outside the east and west live in dire straits.

The humans who huddled on Bisol Island are one of them, and they are even the lucky ones. They huddled on Bisol Island, relying on fishing and simple farming for a living, and when night comes, they will come from A saint dances a prayer dance under a bonfire, so that the power of the flames will dispel the invasion of darkness.

Originally, they thought that this miserable but stable life would last forever, but what they didn't expect was that their saint was so beautiful that she was favored by Naga, a warrior of the Naga clan of sea elves who lived in the sea. He threatened to slaughter the whole village, and asked the saint to be nice to him.

The Holy Maiden is merciful, and she can only compromise. Ordinary villages will not perish in the dark without the priest who leads the prayers. After all, the power of the bonfire can last for a few days, giving the village time to choose a new priest.

However, after the warrior naga hijacked the saint, he secretly attacked the bonfire of the village without telling the saint, which meant that he wanted to completely annihilate the small village.

At this moment, all the people in the whole village gathered around the house where the bonfire was about to go out, discussing how to get through the difficulties.

"Why don't we choose a god to pray to?"

An elder in the village stepped forward and made a suggestion.

"Choose a god? Those gods are only willing to protect groups related to themselves. How can they care about us even if we rush to pray and sacrifice when they are not interested in protecting us?"

Another villager sighed helplessly, if there were gods who were willing to accept their prayers and sacrifices, how could they have fallen to this point.

"But you have to choose one, otherwise the whole village may not survive tonight. Even if you choose a monster or demon, you must choose one."

This sentence made the whole village a little desperate.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and it turned out that a hunter who lived farthest from the head of the village finally arrived.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, he said: "A gift from the sky, it seems that a witch who made contributions in ancient times has recovered!"

"Witch? Gift?"

"If it's an ancient witch, will you be kinder?"

"A gift"

Hearing this word, the whole village couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Or just pray to the resurrected saint?Anyway, you have to pray to someone, so why not just pray to this witch.

This thought instantly rang in the minds of all the villagers.

"But we don't know the character of this witch at all, and although many witches in ancient times have made a lot of contributions, it doesn't affect that he is cruel in the first place. What if this witch is also cruel?"

"What if he wants us to perform a life sacrifice?"

As soon as this sentence came out, some villagers immediately panicked, life sacrifice is no joke!
"Originally, we had already planned to pray to the devil. Devils will inevitably need life sacrifices. We don't even care about devils. We still need to care about the possibility of life sacrifices?"

At this time, the old village head stood up strongly.

Just relying on the power of the remaining bonfire in this house, the villagers of their village will definitely die in the coming dark night.

One can survive now is one.

"What's more, the witch doesn't necessarily want us to perform life sacrifices. What if he is a good witch?"

The old village chief sighed.

"That's the only way to go."

Everyone in the village nodded and agreed after thinking about it for a while. After all, this is the best way.

"Then prepare the rituals and sacrifices, let us pray to this ancient witch, and the ancient witch who can give gifts to the world will not be an evil witch, and he has just awakened now, we are the first to pray to him If so, we still have a high probability of getting a response.”

The old village chief said.

Since ancient times, when bonfires and witches first appeared, prayer has been a necessity for survival in this world.

Prayer has even become one of the oldest and most revered laws in this world.

In ancient times, there was a great witch praying in the east, so a holy witch came, preached to the great witch in the east, and spread the truth. Now these houses in the village that can resist darkness seem to be rare, but they are also preached by the holy witch. If it weren't for that holy witch, maybe everyone would still be living in the cave.

And just as the old village head said, this witch will not respond to someone's prayers, but now that he has just awakened, the probability of getting a response will indeed be greatly increased.

As soon as the old village chief's words fell, the faces of men, women and children in the whole village suddenly showed a glimmer of hope and anticipation.

The reason why the old village can become the village head is naturally not because he is the strongest in the village, nor because he is the oldest in the village, but because he is proficient in prayer and sacrifice. The one who presides over the prayers in the village is actually his student, but now that the saint has been taken away, the reason why the old village chief can't preside over the prayer is actually the same as the reason why he resigned from his original prayer job, that is, he is too When people are old, their spirituality will be lost, and the effect of prayer will become worse and worse.

Of course, the prayer here refers to the prayer to the world. If there is a designated existence who can pray, then he is fully skilled in presiding over the prayer ceremony.

Now that the old village head has made a decision, the rest of the villagers will naturally not object unless there is a better way.

So all the people in the village agreed to this method.

In fact, it is a very normal thing for the whole village to pray. After all, they pray every day, but usually they pray in their own houses because they are presided over by someone.

But now because of the loss of the saint and the bonfire being disabled, they can only gather in the bonfire hall.

Because it was the first time to pray to a witch, and in order to impress the witch to accept them, the prayer this time had to be more grand.

So under the command of the old village chief, some people went home to get things, while others went to prepare other sacrifices.

Then they gathered again in the bonfire hall.

They prepared a bull, a lot of flowers, and fruits, and because Bisol Village was close to the sea, they also had ten fat and big fish.

There was originally a huge altar in the bonfire hall, and it is more than enough to put all these sacrifices on it at this moment.

Ten fat fishes were all bowfished and bent into a half-moon shape with a rope.

And the bull began to stir restlessly.But just a bull can't afford to turn over any big waves.

Several male villagers stepped forward and pressed the bull to the ground and tied it up with ropes.

After everything is ready, let everyone retreat from the altar.

Then the old village head took a deep breath, and then walked up to the altar, he gently stroked the bull with his old hands, as if to appease the bull, when the bull was no longer restless, He took out a long ritual sword from his robe.

The old village chief raised his ritual sword and drew a mysterious symbol in the air.

Then he aimed at a weak spot in the bull's neck, and stabbed it hard.

"Bah!"

The bull's skin was supposed to be very tough, but at this moment, this layer of tough cowhide was like a piece of fragile gauze in front of this seemingly unsharp ritual sword, and it would tear if poked.

The long ritual sword was pierced from the bull's neck, then penetrated deeply into the bull's body, and pierced straight into the bull's heart.

The violently beating heart was punctured at this moment, and a large amount of blood burst out from the heart in an instant.

After the bull was stabbed, uncharacteristically, he didn't let out any mournful cry, but suddenly raised his head and let out a long and frantic cry.

Accompanied by this long cry, the old village chief immediately recited solemnly:
"Witch who has been revived from ancient times, humble mortals are here longing for your attention, and we are here to pray to you."

Just when the old village head led all the villagers to pray.

Chen Mo is still enjoying the baptism of merit in the forest, but the merit is too much, so much that his body can't bear it at all. Every bit of merit is poured into his body and transformed into a trace of The warm current strengthens his body and refines his Nascent Soul. These merits and virtues even overflow into his spiritual treasures, giving these spiritual treasures a boost and advancing towards the merits and virtues of the spiritual treasures.

But it's still too much, Chen Mo's body and Nascent Soul feel extremely comfortable under the washing of merit, and even want to fall into a deep sleep. This sleep may take hundreds of years.

At this moment, Chen Mo suddenly felt someone calling him, and he felt an indescribable attraction, transmitted from a distance, this call made him wake up suddenly, as if he suddenly woke up from a half-dream.

This seems to be prayer. Could it be that prayer can speed up the absorption of these merits and keep you awake?

Chen Mo, who was thinking like this, immediately knew what he should do now.

So he followed the prayer sound to explore his consciousness, and then he saw a village, and in this village there was a huge house, and the prayer sound came from that house.

So Chen Mo's spiritual consciousness continued to penetrate into the house, and he saw that all the men and women were praying in the house, and among these men and women was an old man, and in front of this old man was a bonfire.

The bonfire seemed to have been attacked by someone, and it was no longer vigorous, but flickered like a candle in the wind.

The moment he saw the bonfire, Chen Mo understood that if he was willing to accept the belief and prayers of these people, then he would project his consciousness onto the bonfire, and then he would be considered to have accepted these people. If you don't want to, then just leave.

At this moment, all the villagers held their breath and stared intently at the bonfire on the altar. The only sound in the room seemed to be the old village chief's chanting prayer.

Listening to the prayer words, and feeling that prayer seems to be really helpful for him to absorb merits, so Chen Mo no longer hesitated, and put his consciousness into the bonfire.

As a result, the bonfire that was about to be extinguished suddenly became vigorous and burning, and even the flames emitted a golden light.

Seeing this change, the old village head's chanting became louder and louder, and he understood that this was the ancient witch responding to him.

Seeing this, the villagers were all overjoyed, with smiles on their faces, but these people did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the prayer and offending Chen Mo.

Although it is not known whether this ancient witch will ask for life sacrifices, at least some people in their village can survive.

Just after Chen Mo's consciousness completely submerged in the bonfire, the shape of the bonfire began to change violently, and then formed a face of flames, which was very similar to Chen Mo's face, but it was made of flames after all. It can't really show the appearance of Chen Mo vividly.

After this face was fully formed, Chen Mo knew that he could speak.

So Chen Mo said, "Why pray?"

When this sentence came out of the bonfire, it became a question like thunder.

(End of this chapter)