In ancient times, there were human sacrifices, animal sacrifices, and food sacrifices, but no matter what, sacrifices were always indispensable.

The black nail that was fused into Ye Yu's body contained the word "sacrifice", which meant that he needed to feed the nail with his own body as a sacrifice.

“Do we really want to live and die with the Deep Blue Star and give up our freedom for it? You have to know that it is impossible to predict the unexpected situations in the absurd land. No one knows whether we will encounter an irresistible monster in an instant!” The sacrificial spirit rarely restrained his smile.

Ye Yu shook his head nonchalantly: "Isn't this something that has been decided long ago?"

"Things have come to this point, we can't just stop here."

"Thank you on behalf of everyone!"

"It's my own choice. I don't need them to thank me."

After the two confirmed this, they came to the black coffin.

It lies quietly in the core meeting room that is decorated like a mourning hall. From the outside, it looks like an old coffin that is a little faded.

The worshiper walked to the altar and first lit two white candles, which flickered and burned slowly.

It adds a subtle touch of warmth to the cold room.

Ye Yu leaped up and sat cross-legged in front of the black coffin, closing his eyes and not moving.

The spirit of worship picked up a stack of yellow paper from the table, held it in front of the candle, and lit it with fire.

The soft and thin paper instantly caught fire in his hand. In just a moment, it was completely burned out and turned into ashes.

Sitting cross-legged, Ye Yu took a deep breath.
The flying ashes floated as if being pulled, circled half a circle in the air, and flew from behind Ye Yu to in front of him, like black butterflies.

They all crawled into Ye Yu's slightly open mouth.

It was actually swallowed.

The spirit of worship picked up a handful of red incense, lit it with a candle, bowed three times to the coffin, then walked to Ye Yu and held it with both hands.

Ye Yu put his hands together.

The spirit of sacrifice put the incense into Ye Yu's hand as if inserting it into an incense burner.

He took the incense, and the slowly rising smoke did not go into the sky, but went straight into his nostrils.

Ye Yu opened his mouth, stuffed the incense head with flickering flames into his mouth, and began to chew it with big mouthfuls.

A slight 'sizzling' sound came from his mouth as the burning incense stick was extinguished by saliva.

The sound was very small, but it was clearly audible in the silent auditorium.

Crunch, crunch.
The chewing sound kept coming from Ye Yu's mouth. The sound was very loud, not like chewing incense, but more like the sound of chewing bones.

It even makes people wonder if he chewed his teeth into pieces and swallowed them.

When the last incense root is put into the mouth, the chewing sound stops.

The spirit of sacrifice picked up the two candles that were lit at the beginning and handed them to Ye Yu with the same gesture.

boom--!

A very faint voice came from the coffin.

Both of them were sure of this, but ignored it.

The surrounding environment gradually became blurred, as if it was filled with a layer of psychedelic fog, and even the patterns on the wall were gradually changing into terrifying and weird images.

But they could feel that they were indeed in the room.

This dual feeling is very contradictory.

Faced with this situation, neither of them cared. The spirit of sacrifice simply handed the candle in his hand to Ye Yu.

Ye Yu closed his eyes, but took it with incredible precision and continued chewing with an expressionless face.

The sound of chewing bones continued. It was the first time that the spirit knew that the candle was so brittle. He even wanted to taste it.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he reacted and quickly suppressed it. Are you kidding!

How could he possibly want to taste the candle? That was not his idea at all.

The surroundings became increasingly blurry. The spirit could see the gray mist and the desolate plains around it, as well as the walls of the room itself.

He felt that this second overlapping environment was inexplicably familiar, but he could not remember it.

It wasn't until he glanced at the corner of the wall on the other side and saw a pair of dark legs nailed there that he immediately reacted.

What he saw was the scene inside the coffin.

At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly let out a groan of pain, and then his body melted like wax.

It turned into a pool of red waxy substance, mixed with crushed incense and bits of ashes.

The main components are blood, flesh, bones and residue.

Under the gaze of the sacrificial spirit, this pool of liquid transformed from the night rain was pulled by an invisible force and flowed towards the lid of the black coffin.

The spirit of sacrifice then discovered that a crack had appeared in the black coffin at some point.

The pool of liquid just penetrated into the black coffin and disappeared.

Snapped!
The black coffin suddenly closed, and the scenes inside the coffin around it also disappeared as the black coffin closed.

"Lao Yu, have a pleasant journey!" The sacrificial spirit bowed deeply in salute.

dong dong!

As the spirits began to worship, there was a knocking sound inside the coffin, like someone knocking on a door.

A somewhat helpless voice came out from it: "Hey, don't be so sad, I'm not dead yet, I just lost my freedom."

With a "pop" sound, the coffin lid was pushed open, and Ye Yu crawled out intact.

"Lao Yu, you made sacrifices, and the atmosphere is always there. Remember when we were facing the ambush of the Ming Realm in the Absurd Land, I disappeared for a day, and you built a new grave for me!"

"How about I build one for you now?" Ji Ling said with a smile.

But when Ye Yu heard this, he frowned instantly, and the strength in his body accumulated. He said in a deep voice: "When did I ever build a new grave for you? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't we kill the enemy with one strike that time?"

"And you haven't disappeared yet!"

The sacrificial spirit smiled even more warmly upon hearing this.

"It seems like it's really you, Lao Yu. I'm just afraid that your consciousness might be taken over by some strange will inside the coffin, so I'm testing you on purpose."

"Although your strength and soul aura have not changed fundamentally, it is always better to be cautious."

Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He almost thought he was still in the illusion of the black coffin.

No one knew what he had just been through, an experience worse than hell.

He doesn't want to go through this again!

"You'd better tell me in advance next time. I almost did it!" Ye Yu was speechless.

"Haha, if I tell you in advance, then it won't work." The spirit of sacrifice laughed.

He was happy about his friend's return and nothing unexpected happened.

"Aren't you afraid that the weirdness has also seized my will and occupied my memory? I just said something that matches the content of my memory, and you believe it?" Ye Yu said.

"No no no!"

"What you answered is only part of the story. What's more important is that I'm observing your expression through this question."

"Weirdness is emotionless!" (End of this chapter)

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