Chapter 121 The Incarnation of God

The two wolves spread out on the field to chat about tactics, but the good guys were bound by the rules and couldn't speak, so they could only watch them decide whether to live or die.

After Shen Ti finished speaking, he simply reported to Meghan that he had been tested from the first night, "My first test was Matsuura, and I was a gargoyle on the first night. I must have rushed to find my teammates to test, so you all draw. When I was playing the cards, I observed them, and Matsuura's expression was very solemn. It was not a grandson card like a prophet who could only ask his grandfather to tell his grandmother, or a wolf. When I touched it at night, I really found a teammate.

This kid is also very good at cheating medicine with his own knife. He is not an ordinary person who dares to kill himself in this kind of game that really kills people. So I got up yesterday and stomped on him after playing the two sides. I wanted to make him taller, but there was a tomb keeper, so he had to leave the next day. "

He smiled, "The next day I listened to the speech, so I went to check the No. 11. He didn't sound like a hunter, but rather like a wolf. I ran to the grave keeper to check it out. I was worried that Zhou Yijue was either a grave keeper or a sixth sense, so I went to check No. 11. He felt to me like the grave keeper of the Wolves, for fear of being killed. It's a hunter, but it's reasonable, the hunter sees the tomb keeper jumping too, and he's the only one left, so he has to hide."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ti looked at Megan, "The 11th will probably get up and dance a gargoyle for you in a while, and tell you not to kill him, I can make it clear to you, you are a clear wolf on the field, I Now I have jumped out, the hunter has been checked out by me, and the situation is very clear, so I said at the beginning to vote for you, and then I thought about it, I can actually vote for me, this game is a win, no need to talk nonsense Now, I can't explode myself, if I could, I would have exploded already."

Shen Ti turned his head and continued, "I am more worried about the second task of this dungeon, which may be related to the festival outside, saying that it is to liberate those city residents, but since we can win the first goal, It should be able to survive. Just vote for me, you don't explode, it doesn't make much sense to explode at this time."

In a casual tone, he said to Megan, "The prophet is dead, the witch is dead, the tomb keeper... If Zhou Yijue is not the tomb keeper, I think about it..."

Shen Ti frowned and thought for a while, "That can only be No. 1." Shen Ti said, looking at An Wujiu, "I didn't test No. 1, I heard No. 1 doesn't look like a priest, but He may be the hidden tomb keeper."

"Forget it," Shen Ti said to Megan, "I don't think so. Zhou Yijue got up and reported that Andrew was a good person, and brought the whole situation right. He is a citizen and I don't think I can do it. Human clothes must be afraid that the grave keeper will beat him to be a wolf, because only the wolf and the grave keeper clearly know whether the person who died during the day is a good person or a bad person, and Zhou Yijue should be the grave keeper."

"Don't say it, don't be taken away again, that No. 11 is a hunter, you can kill 11 at night after me, pass."

Shen Ti ended his speech.

Obviously, he showed his cards, and the weird feeling from the first round of speeches was explained.

It was Wu You's turn.

An Wu Jiu looked at Wu You and felt that he was still in shock at the moment, unable to say anything for a while.

After more than ten seconds, he opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "What else is there to say?" He didn't even look at Shen Ti, "The good man is at a great disadvantage now, killing the hunter is gone. I've passed it. ."

The right to speak came to Noah No. 9.

She naively turned her face to look at Shen Ti, and then at Yang Ce.

"If the tomb keeper isn't brother Zhou Yijue, isn't the good guy still losing?" She thought for a while, "Because the tomb keeper can't prove himself, if he really isn't, then the grave keeper and the hunter are present, and today we will sacrifice A wolf, dead at night, will have a god and a wolf after it wakes up, and it is a bright wolf, so you can sacrifice directly."

"But if the tomb keeper is him..." Noah sighed softly, "then maybe lose."

"I can't say too much." Noah looked at Yang Ce, "I'll go over first."

It was the turn of the new focus on the field, No. 11 Yang Ce.

He was somewhat unhappy when Shen Ti identified his identity, but he was still calm, and he was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I'm not a hunter." He said solemnly, "I'm just a civilian. In fact, if you pushed me, or the werewolf killed me tonight, I can't shoot. It doesn't matter whether this No. 7 is a gargoyle or not, since If he wants to die so much, let him die in the daytime, in front of everyone."

Yang Ce turned to Meghan and said, "Do you think I speak like a hunter? If I am really a hunter, I will definitely let myself out this round and take you away. I think there are still grave guards, and I think Zhou Yijue is not a guard. Grave man. Passed."

It was the turn of the middle priest to speak.

An Wu Jiu paused, frowning gradually, "Actually our only hope right now is that the tomb keeper is still there, no one else knows, but I can see that my trump card is an ordinary civilian card, I think if a true prophet hears that I have an identity, he would not dare to give me the divine scepter."

"If the tomb keeper is still there, and there is still a hunter, it's actually enough. Shen Ti jumping out at this time is nothing more than a gamble that the tomb keeper is not there."

An Wu Jiu frowned, "Shen Ti has always been a person who doesn't care much about his life, so what he did this time is actually in line with his character."

"It's just that I'm very sad," An Wujiu lowered his eyes, "I was actually taking a fluke, thinking that I could be in the same camp with him, but I didn't expect such a situation." He said, looking at Shen Ti , There are complex emotions in those black and white eyes.

“But love is love.” An Wu Jiu’s eyes were cold and the corners of his mouth twitched relentlessly, “He wants to die, but I want to win.”

This sentence raised the hearts of all those present.

The relationship between the two is not a secret at all.

But in the altar, where is the truth.

An Wu Jiu paused, "If the hunter really dies tonight, I hope to shoot the last wolf tomorrow. If the grave keeper is still present, then we can still win this round."

“Actually, Shen Ti,” An Wu Jiu looked at him, “I am a gambler just like you, but you like gambling mentality and I like to gamble on human nature. But for the sake of us having slept and you entertaining me Come on, I have a piece of advice for you."

Shen Ti showed a charming smile and raised his eyebrows to show his acceptance.

"People often don't lose to their opponents, but to their own arrogance, and to the heart that is about to win everything."

"I passed." An Wujiu smiled, "I will vote for No. 7."

Megan watched him return the vote, thought for a while, looked down at the projection of the surviving player, and clicked Shen Ti.

"Voting is over."

The Holy Voice announces the results.

"Player No. 11 voted for himself, and all the other players voted for player No. 7. Player No. 7 Shen Ti is out. Please leave your last words."

Shen Ti laughed directly, squatted down with laughter, and then simply sat down against the wall, "Prepare for myself first, don't faint on the ground for a while, no one will collect the body for me by then."

When he said this, he stared directly at An Wu Jiu, and sighed, "I lied to you, I lied to you, but it's not the first time, don't be angry. And you can't die, at most NPC, maybe we can be divided into the same game, and the altar does not stipulate that players and NPCs cannot get together."

He was teasing enough, and pointed at Yang Ce at Meghan, "I'm going to die of laughing at this No. 11, and he still throws himself at him. You say that you're not a hunter, so why are you so afraid of being killed? You are a citizen, and I said that you are a hunter who asked her to kill you, so you should accept it. Oh, uncle, don’t be so bitter and hateful, willing to admit defeat is the basic ethics of playing games.”

"I won't say more," he leaned against the wall and explained to Meghan, "You've worked hard too, you can't hide it, you'll be free by killing the hunter tonight."

In the end, Shen Ti looked at An Wujiu and tilted his head at him.

"Goodbye, Ann."

"The last words have been published."

The moment the holy sound appeared, Shen Ti closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, leaning against the wall and fell into a coma.

"Please prepare other players, and sacrifice players on the top of the mountain at dusk."

A projection appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and there were some pictures on it. There were also seven people in the painting, forming a circle. On the ground in the center of the seven people were some symbols, words, and lines. These lines formed a similar pattern of seven lights. star shape.

"Now, please stay here and pray for the high priest according to the prompts. Please ensure the safety of the high priest. His life and death will affect whether each of you survives. The ceremony is currently going on smoothly. After the missionary ceremony, the sarcophagus will be It will appear, and you can leave here to complete today's evening sacrifice. After the ceremony, everything will be settled."

After the holy voice explained all this, it disappeared and never appeared again.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. After all, there was a bright werewolf among the remaining people, and no one could live with him peacefully, not even that wolf.

"I know you're uncomfortable right now." Meghan finally said, "But now this is also the mission of the altar, and I'm afraid it has to do with the second goal I mentioned at the beginning. You can't kill me now, so why not? Get the job done together."

What she said didn't make sense, and Nan Shan also said, "Yes, let's see how to pray first."

He opened his mouth, and Wu You also compromised. He looked at the projection, "It seems that redstone powder is needed to draw a line, and then write with blood."

"Is this the redstone powder?" Noah saw the cloth bag on the bottom of a shelf in the corner, showing some red, she walked over and opened it, and it really contained dark red powder.

Wu You brought the package of redstone powder from the past and planned to try it.

"And turkey hearts and dried corn leaves."

"It seems that there are these, and the things that are needed are ready-made."

Everyone was preparing to pray for blessings, only An Wujiu stood there calmly, his eyes were always on the frozen glass window.

Nan Shan noticed him, "Do you think something is not right?"

An Wu Jiu was still looking out, even though all he could see were the low houses in the city.

"Did you hear anything?"

Nan Shan listened carefully, but his hearing was really not as sensitive as An Wu Jiu's, so he just shook his head, "What sound?"

"The sound of the chains rubbing." An Wu Jiu said softly.

After he finished speaking, he turned his face, looked at the projection behind Nan Shan, and finally retracted his gaze.

"I want to get out of here." He said to Nanshan.

Although these words were not loud, Wu You heard them, he walked over and grabbed An Wujiu's arm, "You can't go, the Holy Voice said just now, we must stay here and wait for the sacrifice to begin."

An Wu Jiu told him in a low voice, "He didn't say that he would definitely die if he left."

"What, what do you mean?" Wu You didn't understand.

Megan heard it too. Her hand was cut by the sharp edge of the corn leaf when she was holding the corn leaf. She was about to draw those symbols on the ground. When she heard his words, she turned around and said, "You can't go, one of seven people. There can be no less, otherwise prayers will fail.”

"I didn't say that I have to live." An Wujiu pointed at Shen Ti, "You can put him in one of the positions to replace me."

"It's getting dark soon, I don't have time to explain to you." After speaking, he turned his head and planned to leave, and told Nan Shan and Wu You, "You don't have to come with me."

An Wujiu opened the door of the room on the second floor, ignoring the obstruction of other players behind him, went down the spiral staircase and left the tower alone.

Pushing the door open, the sound of blizzard mixed with the carnival came onward, but the sound of the chains rubbing seemed insignificant.

An Wujiu quickened his pace and came to the "red house with red roof" described by the preacher. There were many fallen tree trunks at the door of the house, all covered with snow.

The door of the red house was tightly closed, An Wu Jiu stretched out his hand and pushed it open at once.

In the house, as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but spread out bark paper, each of which has been written with content, which is shocking.

These papers, the contents of the papers, just like the heavy snow that covered the entire water city, spread to this day, and no one was spared.

An Wu Jiu picked up one of them, the blank part on the top gradually showed a figure, the content inside was exactly the same as the process of offering sacrifices at dusk!

The priests dug up the heart of the sacrificed person, and the eagle took it away and devoured it.

He kneaded the bark paper in his hand and looked at the whole house, and found that the legendary elder was not there.

In the end, An Wu Jiu returned to where he started, and his eyes fell on the burning oil lamp on the stone table.

And Wu You in the tower was not at ease, he wanted to find An Wu Jiu, but was stopped by Nan Shan.

"Since Wu Jiu said that we don't need it, then let's stay here first, and now we can count as seven people with Shen Ti, and you will become the target of public criticism as soon as you leave."

Wu You was helpless and could only stay where he was, but he was not at ease, and looked out the window from time to time until he suddenly saw the fire.

"what is that……"

The townspeople who collected bark and handed it over to the elders came to the red house, but what they saw was a huge fire.

"on fire!"

He saw the back of An Wujiu leaving, so he ran away quickly and ran to the ceremony where the guards and other city residents gathered.

"There's a priest, he's crazy! He burned all the texts!"

The guards at the ceremony also saw the light of the fire and immediately chased down An Wu Jiu.

And An Wu Jiu put on the cape at this time, and already mixed into all the city people who participated in the festival.

He raised his head and looked at the high steps leading to the temple. Everything that happened here was as he thought, blood flowed into a river, and the world was tragic.

An Wujiu has long suspected this place and the beliefs of this city. Even if it was because of traitors among the priests that they needed to be executed, the method of sacrifice was too cruel.

In the words of Yasia's husband, "the chief will bring back the food", the woman in the snow with shackles for help, the legend of the self-sacrifice of the god of rebirth, the fanatical townspeople, the warlike nation, all the clues point to the same. a fact.

The belief in the city of water is to sacrifice human beings. Every grand ceremony is when they sacrifice on a large scale, and the food in their mouths is not the turkey and wild boar they brought back, so it is not enough. The real "food" is These are sacrifices of the same kind.

Shengyin's so-called blessing rituals are all misguided, trying to trap them all in place. The reason why they were not allowed to participate in the content of the following rituals was because they did not want them to see the rituals of these human sacrifices.

Shengyin specifically pointed out that the missionary ceremony will begin after the festival is successfully concluded, and it is also the content of this festival that has been pointed out before, and the arrogance of players is as always.

What made An Wujiu most convinced was his last sentence - after the ceremony, everything will be settled.

It seems that the festival is over, all the living sacrifices die, and the way to achieve the second goal of this game will be blocked.

And the second goal mentioned, liberates all the citizens of the water city, and returns freedom and peace. The fundamental reason is to destroy this deeply ingrained religious belief.

He looked at the happy and fanatical expressions on those people's faces, their reverence and adoration for their faith.

Destruction is probably impossible, and the fire can only burn the recorded words.

Better to replace it.

Those who died, they were displayed on the snow-covered stone steps like exhibits. And the leader who carried out all this, was receiving the love of everyone at the moment, opened his blood-stained arms, stepped down from the steps step by step, and came among the city residents.

The townspeople automatically made way for him, so that the leader could penetrate into them and convey the will of God.

"The Battle of the Flower Crown has been won! The sun god bless us! Stop the snow!"

An Wu Jiu lowered his head slightly, he saw that many city residents were holding stone knives in their hands, calling out the leader's name.

"All sacrifices, their souls will be with the sun and rain gods, and the flesh will be dedicated to us, this is the supreme glory!"

At this moment, An Wu Jiu twisted the hand of the person beside him and took away his stone knife.

The leader announced loudly and enthusiastically, holding the stone axe that killed countless people in his hand, "The sun will rise tomorrow, and the earth will return..."

The crowd also shouted, but the next scene left them all stunned.

Blood splashed out and landed on their faces, blurring their eyes.

In the shadow of blood, the leader covered his throat and fell heavily to the ground, while An Wujiu who cut his throat took off his cape and hat, revealing his beautiful pale face.

The townspeople were shocked, some were stunned, and some screamed.

An Wu Jiu's face was cold and madly calm, "Just a human leader."

He took off his cloak, rolled up the cuffs of his robe, and exposed his smooth and snow-white arms. He picked up the stone axe on the ground, turned around, and said to the townspeople gathered around, "Okay."

The next second, he held the stone axe in his right hand and slashed his left arm fiercely, without even frowning.

Everyone was stunned, took a step back, and some even fell to the ground.

And An Wujiu just hooked the corners of his mouth to show them his wounds.He raised his arm, letting the snow and day shine on the silver bones beneath the flesh.

"See? My body and bones are indestructible."

Drop by drop of blood fell on the white snow.

An Wujiu dropped the stone axe and smiled, "I am the incarnation of the Sun God."