The altar stands on a raised mountain bag, which seems to have undergone a certain degree of transformation, with upward steps on all sides.

This mountain bun is very high, and it should not be able to submerge even after the magma sea comes.

This has made the altar on it still remain intact during the countless years of volcanic eruptions.

And on this stone altar, a statue of a man is carved.

The shape of this statue is very rough and ancient. Compared with the modern lifelike statue, it looks a bit abstract and rough, but it can still be seen that the man's face is blurry, but his shoulders are very wide. He holds two swords and stands there coldly.

It is nothing else, it is the legendary devil Huang.

It is said that I have the curse left by it.

In my endless dream, I once dreamed of returning to the ancient times and experiencing a wasteland life.

Huang was a general under the command of Tianshen Lu. Later, he rose up and started a great battle with Lu for this land.

That is an ancient history that has been lost ten thousand years ago.

The moment I saw the statue, the weird and ancient dreams I experienced in my sleep instantly flashed like a tide in my mind.

This made me stunned for a moment, but at this moment, driven by the curse, my desire for "source" quickly gained the upper hand, and I immediately continued to chase the source wildly.

At this moment, the indigenous people seemed to be prepared for this situation.

They formed a circle, around the altar, as if some ceremony was being held, and each of them took out a sharp knife and stabbed him.

Each of them stabbed their body parts, which was different. Some stabbed their fingers, some stabbed their feet, some stabbed their chests, and some stabbed their eyebrows.

Some are fatal, some are not fatal, but the expressions on the faces of those natives are the same and extremely sacred.

Under their actions, blood flowed from everyone's feet and dripped into the altar.

I don’t know what principle it used to use. All the blood flowing into the grooves on the ground began to flow, and it actually flowed upwards and came to the center of the altar.

Standing in the center of the altar, Sister Man also picked up a knife, cut her hands, and penetrated her hands into a pool now full of blood in the center of the altar.

In my opinion, their approach is simply unreasonable and savage, but strangely, such an ancient sacrificial method really has its effect at this moment.

Under their actions, the source that had originally left quickly seemed to be attracted by blood, and now it flew towards the altar.

Soon, the source stone fell into the palm of the Devil's Waste statue, and the thing calmed down and stopped moving.

But what is strange is that the blood in the blood pool under the statue began to flow to the source stone along the grooves on the statue.

All the blood disappeared as soon as it touched this thing.

It's like this thing is absorbing the blood.

This surprised me very much. This scene looks really weird. What is this source stone?

While thinking, I finally chased after me and landed under the altar. The alive natives surrounded me, looked at me coldly, and took up their weapons with caution.
Chapter completed!