The latest website: "Praise the Lord God! Your pious people, I offer you the most sacred sacrifice! The descendants of the sun, the sacred bloodlines of the first ancestors, the glorious nobles who voluntarily sacrificed for the battle of the gods, reverence Noble patriarch Pacho! . . . "

The sun **** stood in the air, hanging high on the top of the solemn altar, watching majesticly and silently. Yazar, the elder of the **** of war, looked up at the sun and shouted piously. Afterwards, two strong and burly temple guards supported the equally strong and burly Xiajin patriarch Pacho, and climbed to the top of the altar step by step. There, a mahogany sacrificial platform, just like the sacrificial stone on the great temple, silently waited for warmth and bright red!

"Ah? It's him, it turned out to be him?!... The sacrifice to the gods turned out to be the glorious nobleman with real power in the alliance, the speaker of Weiyin Puhetlanbang, the Xiajin patriarch Pacho?"

Hearing the announcement of the elder God of War, the woodpecker Epeck stood there in disbelief, his voice trembling. You know, Pacho, Patriarch of the Xiajin clan, is the real glorious nobleman of the alliance, the head of the Xiajin City-State Legion! ...And in the traditional seven local states of the alliance, there are no more than seven legion commanders who actually control the legion! ..

"No, that's not right! The leader of the Mountain Army, Tepetel, was tried and executed by the leader of Xiusoke, and was succeeded by his son Yin Zeer. The leader of the Sourwood Army, Jotico, died in the Eastern Expedition, and was replaced by the spruce patriarch Hodge Carlo took over. These two newly succeeded legion chiefs are completely inferior to the two predecessors, and they have limited control over the legion, and even let the alliance center send war priests..."

"So! Pacho, the leader of the Xiajin Army, is one of the five most important people who hold local military and political power in the alliance state! And such a prestigious nobleman, one of the five people who holds great power, How could you 'voluntarily' become a sacrifice for a war festival?...Voluntary?! Lord God!..."

Thinking of this, Epeck the woodpecker's heart tightened, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help trembling. Under such a warm sun, he felt like he was in the dark dungeon of the temple, and he felt chills all over his body. At this moment, he widened his eyes, staring at the patriarch Xiajin supported by the temple guards, looking at the once tall figure, wishing that his eyes were blurred and his ears were out of order...

"Ah! A warrior who volunteered to sacrifice!"

"It's really the most devout god-born nobleman!"

"Praise the Lord God! Praise Pacho, the leader of the Gianjin clan!..."

Deafening cheers, shouted from the onlookers and militiamen, like the prelude of thunder, lingered in front of the most central altar. And Patriarch Xiajin, who had really experienced the dungeon of the temple, was taking a step, trembling all over, and was being supported by two guards, walking towards a holy death.

At this moment, his strong and burly body, with the courage to fight ten against one, quietly dissipated like smoke. He can only be at the mercy of the guards, like soft cotton cloth. Because, he had been given anesthesia long ago, unable to speak, and his hands and feet were numb with stiffness. Only a pair of eyes with deep hatred stared at the majestic God of War Elder Yazar, as if he was about to spew fire!

"The main **** hangs high like the sun, and the **** king is the incarnation of the sun in the world!"

Seeing the eyes of Patriarch Xiajin, Yazar, the elder of the God of War, pursed his lips, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Afterwards, he spoke in a deep voice, as if he was explaining something, or just praising.

"Therefore, the God-King rules the alliance, and God's will, no one can disobey! Xiajinpaqiao, your devout belief in the Lord God and the noble virtue of brave sacrifice will be remembered by the entire alliance! At this moment, you are silent and calm Facing the sacred death will also become the most magnificent chapter in the epic, sung by poets for thousands of years!"

Hearing this, Xiajin Patriarch Paqiao's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth. He exhausted all the strength in his body, opened his mouth with difficulty, and desperately rolled out a faint sound from his throat.

"I...have no...sin...I...curse...he...dead...dead...dead..."

"Praise the Lord God! Praise the pious and dedicated Alliance warriors, and praise the fearless and dedicated Xiajin Patriarch Pacho!..."

Yazar, the elder of the **** of war, immediately held up his divine staff, chanted loudly, and winked to the left and right. Since Patriarch Xiajin can't face himself, let the priests help him face it!

Seeing the signal, the five accompanying priests of the alliance immediately stepped forward. They skillfully grabbed the limbs of the patriarch Xiajin, covered each other's mouth, and laid him flat on the wooden sacrificial platform. Then, a priest took out a small clay pot, took off the rubber-sealed lid, and dropped two drops of the medicine inside into the mouth of Patriarch Xiajin.

"Uh!...Huh?...Ah..."

The calming feeling quickly dissipated as soon as the potion entered. But after a while, Pacho, the Xiajin patriarch, showed a happy smile on his face. He lay flat on the sacrificial platform, his eyes diverging, looking directly at the sun in the sky. The noon sun was so bright that he was soon burned by the dazzling light, and couldn't help crying. However, even so, he still watched with a smile, longing for something, and waiting for something with joy.

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Looking at the Xiajin patriarch like this, Yazar, the elder of the war god, lowered his eyes and sighed secretly in his heart. He naturally knew that the other party was forced to "voluntarily" become a sacrifice. He also knew that the other party was very stubborn, and he kept cursing desperately in the dungeon of the temple, shouting that he was innocent, and refused to explain anything.

However, all this is in vain! His fate, from the moment the Wang Ling was spoken, had already been decided by the supreme **** king... "Sacrifice to the gods!"

"Hey! Pacho!... You shouldn't have plotted against the king and got involved in those fatal rumors! You shouldn't have always resisted the king's request to transfer the title, and even became a member of the local nobles. The leader who is obedient and vicious..."

"Why don't you understand? King Avit's centralization reform is like a flood of waves, coming with irresistible thunder! And if you stand in the front, you will have to be submerged by the flood and struck by thunder." Shattered consciousness!..."

Thinking of these years, UU reading www.uukanshu. As the political struggles of the com alliance intensified and became more brutal, Yazar, the elder of the **** of war, sighed silently. He took one last deep look at Xiajin Patriarch Paqiao, then turned around and looked at the Lord of today's grand ceremony, who was also the most important goal of his trip.

"Praise the Lord God, praise the king, praise Your Highness!...The sacred ceremony has begun, and the eyes of the Lord God are watching us! This is the most sacred sacrifice, and it is also a divine will that cannot be missed!..."

Yazar, the elder of the **** of war, looked gentle, watching the monkey Kuluka who was also silent, with a kind smile on his face. However, when he spoke with a smile, his calm words were like thunder, making Kuluka tremble slightly.

"Respected Marshal Kuluka! You are the marshal of the Chapala Lake District, the commander of so many magnificent warriors, and the honorable nobleman in charge of Hekou County, the representative of His Royal Highness Shulot here!..."

"Then! On behalf of Your Highness, please take over the sacrificial obsidian dagger in front of tens of thousands of warriors! ... Send the pious, fearless and voluntarily sacrificed Xiajin Patriarch Pacho to the beautiful and peaceful red country with your own hands!

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