Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and roared as if he was being judged: "But tens of thousands of years have passed, where is the Dragon Ancestor? It has never responded to us at all! We have dedicated these precious resources that we have fought for with our lives to I don’t know where I am and what my attitude is. Is this really useful?”

"Of course. It's useless."

The old man uttered words that shocked the entire tribe.

Long Wensheng was stunned.

He looked at his father and the high priest of the tribe in disbelief, and made a "ho ho" sound in his throat.

He never expected that the other party would actually say such a sentence.

"Surprised, huh?"

Long Yuanhai looked at his son and said calmly.

"Actually, I have realized this as early as three hundred years ago. No matter how many sacrifices we pay to sacrifice to the ancestor of the dragon, at most we can only masturbate."

"Whether the Dragon Ancestor really exists, whether it is still alive, where is it if alive, what does it think of us, or even whether the Dragon Ball can be activated tonight, it actually doesn't matter, and we don't need to know the truth."

"We just need to tell the tribe that we are not pious enough, and we need to work harder. Work hard to build the tribe better, work hard to reproduce future generations, and work hard to create more strong people."

"Then what have we been doing for these thousands of years?" Long Wensheng stood up suddenly, almost roaring, "We have wasted so many precious resources just to maintain a lie. A human trick?"

"Yes, exactly."

Long Yuanhai nodded matter-of-factly, his expression unwavering.

"When I was your age, when I first heard such words from the last clan leader, I was even more excited than you. I even started a fight with him on the spot, but I didn't win."

Facing such a calm father, Long Wensheng was speechless and sat back dejectedly.

It was not until a minute of silence that he spoke again with difficulty: "Father, I. I don't understand."

Long Yuanhai was still so calm. He explained calmly: "It is to give the tribe a reason to live, a hope to survive in this world."

"If you tell all the tribesmen that the sacrificial ceremony is a useless thing, they will go crazy, and the Shenlong tribe will collapse and disappear from this continent."

"We have relied on Dragon Ancestor and Dragon Pearl as spiritual pillars for too long. It has been so long that we cannot leave them at all, even if they are just a spiritual symbol that is actually useless."

"The tribe needs a visible and tangible hope, and more importantly, a spiritual pillar. The Dragon Ancestor and the Dragon Ball are this pillar."

"Wen Sheng, as a father, I am very happy that you can see all this clearly, but for the sake of the people, you need to pretend not to know anything like me, and take the lead in maintaining your fanaticism for the belief in Longzu."

"Until you tell the next patriarch or high priest about this matter, then take it to the tomb."

"The ceremony is about to begin. Get ready and don't let the clan members down."

The old man's rough palms gently patted Long Wensheng's broad and solid body, straightened his priest's robes, restored his former dignity, and walked out with a high head.

Not long after, Long Wensheng also walked out with a pious and hearty smile on his face.

Walking firmly towards the site of the sacrificial ceremony.

There, there are also clansmen who are looking forward to it.

Chapter 135 I’m really not your ancestor (6k)

Advent sacrificial rituals are being carried out steadily.

On a tall altar that was very similar to a Mayan pyramid, Long Yuanhai, as the high priest, offered sacrifices, holding a sacrificial table in his hand and reciting the sacrificial words devoutly.

According to the ancient legends of the Shenlong clan, this gray altar, which looks like a pile of ordinary stones, was left behind when the Dragon Ancestor came in the past.

No one knows what materials the altar is made of, and no one knows what the strange lines carved on the altar represent.

The people of the Shenlong clan only know that this altar has stood here for thousands of years.

Like the dragon ball, it is the foundation of the entire tribe.

It has been combined with the Dragon Balls many times to release terrifying attacks to repel invading enemies.

Even a full-strength blow unleashed by the strongest heaven-level warrior in the tribe could not damage it in half.

But that's the past.

Since the power of the Dragon Balls began to fade away, the ability of the altar was also declining rapidly.

Today's altar is almost the same as something made of ordinary materials, but it is a little harder.

The night is getting darker.

The light of the full moon hanging in mid-air became colder and brighter, with a hint of ethereal fairy aura.

The lights of the Shenlong Tribe were brightly lit, and countless tribesmen prostrated together. Under the guidance of the high priest, they chanted prayers and shouted the name of the Dragon Ancestor loudly, praying for the coming of the gods.

Long Yuanhai and Long Wensheng, father and son, played the role of guides conscientiously, with enthusiasm and piety evident on their faces.

Behind his back, Long Yuanhai had actually thought of how to appease his people after the failure.

When the sacrificial ceremony reached its climax, Long Yuanhai looked up to the sky and roared, and blue flames shot out from his hands towards the precious sacrifices, setting them on fire.

There was a hint of intolerance in his eyes that was difficult for others to notice, but he quickly returned to his original appearance and chanted loudly.

Suddenly, there was a huge fire on the altar of the altar.

The blue ocean flames soared into the sky, almost forming a towering pillar of fire that connected the sky and the earth.

All the members of the Shenlong tribe were stunned.

The bustling sacrifice scene that was originally bustling with people suddenly became silent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the incredible scene in front of them.

Even Long Yuanhai, who had been the high priest for many years, was a little dull.

He didn't know what was going on.

Even in the past, when the Dragon Balls still had power, there had never been such a spectacle.

Is it possible that the Dragon Ancestor was really moved by our sincerity and exerted his divine power?

But this

How is this possible?

The quiet moonlight solidified and turned into a liquid-like substance. The entire blue fire pillar instantly collapsed downwards, spreading like mercury over the entire altar and flowing into those strange lines.

In just a moment, the inscriptions and lines that no one could understand were lit up, and the entire altar seemed to come alive, emitting a strange and moving silver-white glow.

The flames surged upward like ocean waves and converged into the dragon ball located at the highest point of the altar.

The gray stone ball immediately shed away all the dust and emitted a dazzling light.

"Buzz!"

Above the altar, the space shook violently.

Long Yuanhai was so horrified that he no longer cared about any festivals or rituals. He just released his own power after retreating, trying to protect his clansmen from the violent space fluctuations.

"Clan elders and warriors step forward, the rest retreat! Back away!"

The second fastest responder was the clan leader Long Wensheng.

He flew up into the sky with just a click of his toes and stood side by side with his father.

A powerful aura came out of his body, dragon-like scales appeared on his body, and his arms transformed into thick and sharp shapes like dragon claws.

In such an apocalyptic environment where all the people are soldiers, even the old, young, women and children are not powerless, but they are not as strong as those full-time soldiers.

Following the clan leader's order, although the tribesmen of the Shenlong tribe were a little confused about the order, they still advanced and retreated in a controlled manner. They quickly adjusted their formation and stood ready around the altar.

The altar was still glowing with silver.

Some older people have begun to whisper, thinking that this is not a good sign at the moment.

When they were young, they had seen Dragon Ball show its power, but it was not like this.

At a certain moment, a silver mirror suddenly appeared on the towering altar.

The turbulent sea water rushed out from it, falling upside down like the sky capsized.

Also washed out with the sea water were Lu Wenwu and four others.

Or to be precise.

It's a cat, a bird, two dogs, and three people.

A group of people were washed up along the cold sea water, chattering.

Fortunately, the top of the altar was big enough, so they didn't have to do a cordless bungee jump directly along the sea water as soon as they came out.

The four animal companions were shaking the water crazily in the same movement.

"Ugh bah bah"

Lu Wenwu, who was shaken to his core by this unique space teleportation, stood up in a daze, spat out the bitter and salty sea water in his mouth, and couldn't help but punch himself in the head.

Taking advantage of the flame explosion damage from the Demon King's Wrath, he suddenly regained consciousness and finally recovered.

Damn it, you must not teleport underwater next time.

The process was like being thrown into a drum washing machine, spinning it for a few minutes, and then being flushed down the drain. It was so uncomfortable.

"Ahhhh! What kind of place is this!?"

After clearing the shouting voice packets of Patrick Star from his mind, Lu Wenwu looked around and found that he and others were on a high platform similar to a pyramid.

Moreover, he saw a group of little dragons who looked like they were possessed by martial spirits, casting extremely wary glances at him and the others.

In addition to being wary, there seems to be a little bit of hope in these gazes?

"Where did you bring me this ancient teleportation array?"

Lu Wenwu glanced at the tall man standing at the front.

Long Wensheng, the leader of the Shenlong Tribe, has an A+ level.

Is this the only level that the strongest person can reach?

Then there is no threat.

Seeing that his teammates were not awake yet, and those so-called Dragon Tribe members who were suspected of being Xiaolong people showed no sign of actively coming forward to communicate, Lu Wenwu simply ignored them.

He just carried Maomao to him, and he checked the previous mission rewards in his personal backpack.

It looked like a round and flawless red gem, nothing strange about it.