In the shadow.

One by one, these slender wanderers quickly disappeared in front of people. More than half of the wanderers brought by Sauron were half-elves, and the church of the former half-elves and the wanderer god would naturally not be left with some pastors. In fact, there is a special department inside the church, which contains a large number of middle- and high-level wanderers. Unfortunately, there are few wanderers who can overcome the legendary hurdle, and they are more difficult to advance to the legendary realm than warriors. Therefore, even if the church serves the clergy of [wanderer], the wanderer with the highest professional level is only a stalker at level 18.

This is mainly because the original half-elves and the wanderer god were too weak!

It is difficult for the gods with weak divine power to give much power, and He has been severely damaged by the Lord of Shadows, and even many wanderers have worked as pastors for one or two levels. I don’t know if his brain cramps allowed the church to make such a decision. With the limitations of this era, many gods may not have a high gaze.

"No enemies!"

"Discover unknown creatures! Be careful!"

"ah!"

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!"

"It's a mutant plant! Be careful of those vines!"

Figures spread out and carefully detected the nearby terrain, but soon screams appeared, and Sauron disappeared in an instant.

Sharp!

A cold sword light passed by, and Sauron's figure seemed to be gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, a strange mutant vine was cut into pieces all over the ground.

"My Lord!"

The wounded half-elf wanderer landed on the ground and knelt on one knee toward Sauron with difficulty.

Sauron glanced at him, waved his hand and ordered, "Help him down to treat, others are more careful, there are many mutant plants here."

The elite pirates also began to act.

There is basically no road in the dense jungle here, so I can only clear one by myself through the thorns. Behind the team are some longbowmen. The semi-elves are rich in excellent archers, but Sauron did not bring many, because the pirates' fighting methods include long-range weapons, such as flying axes, flying knives, sleeve arrows, hand crossbows, etc. Their combat skills are far superior to those of the soldiers trained in a systematic manner, and their equipment is naturally relatively flexible and diverse.

Huge footprints appeared on the ground.

There are many parts of this island that have their own masters. The footprints that Sauron saw have three arthropods, which are a bit like some kind of dinosaur left behind, but they may also be other creatures.

The team did not stop and quickly passed through here.

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The other side.

About ten kilometers away from Sauron, a group of native people wearing simple clothes and painted oil were hunting.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, an old and gloomy native warrior in the lead waved his hand to signal the others to stop, and then he jumped onto the trunk of the tree and said in a deep voice: "There is something happening over there!"

Discovering enemies may not necessarily need to see them.

The natives were very familiar with the geographical environment here. The old soldier looked at the birds flying in the jungle in the distance, as if he felt the danger approaching, and slowly said, "You guys go back!"

"There may be some beasts migrating over there, and the others follow me to see."

The size of two thousand people is quite large.

Although Sauron was very careful to hide from the indigenous people, he could not hide the birds and beasts inside. The team moved forward and flew many birds. The beasts saw how far they flew. Such things were enough to arouse their vigilance for the indigenous people who were quite familiar with the environment. However, the leaders of this group of warriors seemed to think that some beasts were approaching because the island had not had visitors from outside for too long.

In the shadow.

Figures are moving slowly.

Suddenly, they seemed to have discovered something and fled into hidden corners. Some small and hunched figures with oil paint appeared. They held iron spears and approached here little by little.

A cold and cold light appeared in the darkness!

In an instant, seven or eight wanderer figures rushed out of the shadow, followed by the cold light of cold weapons, and the native warrior fell to the ground more than half in an instant.

“※*(￥#*…***￥…￥…”

The old warrior in charge made a strange tone, but unfortunately no one present could understand it. The wanderers did not stop attacking, and in an instant, they formed a clamping force from left and right attacks, and then they saw the corpse of the warrior leader slowly falling to the ground.

"Target solution!"

"There are no enemies nearby!"

The breath of blood made the surroundings silent. The beasts had a strong sense of smell and many of them escaped from the woods.

"Looks like a little boss!"

Sauron glanced at the feathers stuck in the natives and said slowly: "Continue. Don't disperse too much."

All the people brought out this time are advanced professionals.

The physical fitness of professionals far exceeds that of ordinary people can support this long-distance raid. Sauron has no time to spend it here and is preparing to go straight to Huanglong around the evening.

To the east of the river is a village.

There are cultivated land nearby and irrigation ditches dug. From a civilizational perspective, it is much taller than the natives of Modo Island. The former looks like a primitive society, but it has a bit of a contour of a slave society. There are towering wooden walls around the village, with a thickness of nearly one or two meters, as if to guard against some monsters with terrible power. There are arrow towers on all sides of the wooden walls, and warriors are on them. A large number of slaves are working. If it weren't for the fact that many places were too rough and simple, I'm afraid a large town could be seen here.

Indigenous people like slavery.

The interior of any tribe is supported by many slaves.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

A strange drumbeat came from the inside of the tribe, followed by a somewhat wild shout, accompanied by a strange and harsh syllable.

In the center of the tribe, a group of priests with strange masks stood on the altar, with a dark red stone in front of them. Along with the chaotic shouts of the tribe members, a group of strong soldiers escorted a group of prisoners to appear. The prisoners were also natives, but what was a little different from them was that the prisoners had white oil paint on their bodies, while these natives had dark green on their bodies.

“#￥…”

A strange sound sounded, sounding like a singing chanting. When the shaman in front of him raised his hands, the dark natives knelt down and shouted a name.

"Sagus!"

This syllable, which is somewhat similar to a common term, should represent the name of something.

"drink!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the shaman's mouth. He took a dagger made of bones to the first prisoner. With a cold light, the prisoner was cut open his throat, and blood gushed out wildly and flowed along the rocks on the altar. The crowd below suddenly became wild. When blood penetrated the surface of the altar, some kind of evil and strange energy also emerged, causing all the natives around to show a crazy, intoxicated, and desire expression on their faces.

Blood Sacrifice.

The most evil way of sacrificing the natives is to sacrifice certain beings with blood, killing and death, and to please them to provide them with strength!

Looking at the dark red blood stains on the altar, I don’t know how long this ceremony has been held.

This is the favorite of the evil god!

It is also a most violent and direct way to increase power. Most gods in the continent reject it, and even many gods in the evil camp have stopped this primitive way of sacrifice. Developing believers is much better than relying on bloody sacrifices. It is estimated that only the abyss demons are still addicted to the thrill of killing in this blood sacrifice.

soon.

The second prisoner was dragged out.

Such sacrifices are often difficult to satisfy the evil gods easily. If they cannot provide powerful sacrifices, they need to rely on the quantity to please the other party. Often a bloody sacrifice lasts a long time. When the night comes, torches will be lit around, and then they will fall into a carnival after the ceremony. Indigenous people believe that mating can reproduce strong descendants at this time, and these descendants will be blessed by the gods and have the power to make themselves violent.

Such mating may last until dawn until the tribe accumulates enough for the sacrifice to hold the next ceremony.

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The sky gradually dimmed.

It seemed that the number of sacrifices prepared this time was not very large. After killing more than a dozen prisoners, the shaman also brought out some imprisoned beasts.

Someone was obviously dissatisfied with these non-human offerings.

Because an evil and gloomy aura spreads, it makes many people tremble as if it is angry. It is no longer a weak spirit, and the spirit can only passively wait for the tribe's sacrifice, but it can take the initiative to ask the entire tribe to serve it, and hold a bloody sacrifice every once in a while to increase its power.

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the old shaman, and then he ordered a few words in a deep voice.

Soon there were crying and shouts, and the strong indigenous warriors dragged some thin men and women, with the same oil paint as other indigenous people, but they were all tattered and ragged in ragged faces and thin skin. With the cold cold light, the first slave was cut open his throat. As blood spilled throughout the altar, a powerful consciousness suddenly showed a hint of satisfaction. The indigenous people kneeling on the altar soon showed an excited and fanatical expression on their faces.

The old shaman smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He could feel that his power was growing further. Whenever a bloody sacrifice was held, his strength would increase partly, which was the power given to him by the gods.

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In the darkness.

One by one, a series of figures were approaching here quickly, and there were soldiers ready to go further away.

Sauron stared at the front of him.

As an existence that is about to be enthroned, he can see the rich blood-red aura of light above the indigenous tribe and the power fluctuations generated by some ritual.

Evil god!

The evil god who is chaotic.

It is not yet certain whether it is a demigod or a false god, but it is certainly the most chaotic and evil thing.
Chapter completed!