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Chapter 460 Harvest Hunting(2/2)

Drogo frowned slightly.

"Besides, Uncle Drogo, you said that only the Blood Warriors can participate in today's harvest hunting, so why is that inferior species also in the team?" Batuer suppressed the anger in his heart and raised his hand to point Enzo in front.

"Hmph! Are you talking about Enzo?"

Before Drogo could speak, a voice suddenly sounded, and the sentry Kalu, who had a lame leg, sneered and said, ": Last time the wolf pack attacked the tribe, Enzo was brave enough to fight and killed two Bral gray wolves alone. Even if he was not a blood warrior, he was qualified to participate in the harvest hunt!"

"As for you... do you need me to say?"

Batul's face turned red instantly, and he looked at Karu with resentful eyes, but he could not refute the other party. After all, in the battle to destroy the wolf a month ago, he did go from dizziness to the end.

This behavior is regarded as a shame by every male and ghost tribe in the tribe. Even if the male with the most potential of the tribe is cowardly, it will have no meaning.

"Okay, that's the decision."

Drogo spoke in a deep voice, cutting off Batu's idea and leaving one tenth of the males in the tribe.

Then, in the Tatar tribe, both men and women, everyone gathered and came to the divine stone tablet at the center of the tribe. Drogo personally cut a lamb's throat as a sacrifice to the blood-killing god.

"The great blood-killing god is here, please accept the humble offerings of the Tatar tribe, bless the tribe's harvest hunting this year, and capture enough prey!"

Drogo looked serious and cut his palm with a dagger, and painted a pattern on the open space in front of the God-given stone tablet, throwing the struggling lamb inside.

In front of the God-given stone tablet, everyone in the Tatar tribe lowered their heads, the male clenched his fists and hit his chest with his right hand, while the female knelt on the ground humbly.

"A ritual of sacrifice?" Enzo's eyes flashed.

According to the tradition of the War Ghost Tribe, before and after each harvest hunt, sacrifices are required to be made to the blood-killing god. Tatar is just a small tribe, so the sacrifice before the harvest hunt is relatively simple, just killing a lamb as a sacrifice.

If it is the Gaosuo tribe, the sacrifice before the harvest hunting is not just a lamb. At least a few women should be selected from the tribe as tribute to the blood-killing god.

When the harvest and hunting ends, the Tatar tribe will conduct more solemn sacrifices, praying for the protection of the blood-killing god, so that the tribe can successfully pass the Black Fog Season.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Enzo's eyes flashed.

As the sacrifice began, the cut-throated lamb stopped struggling in the altar, and a special energy suddenly spread out from the God-given stone tablet and was thrown into the body of every male warrior tribe like silk thread.
Chapter completed!
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