"Praise the Lord God! Your devout people, offer you the most sacred sacrifice! The descendants of the sun, the sacred blood of the first ancestors, the glorious nobles who voluntarily sacrificed for the battle of the gods, respect the noble Xia Jin 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 same strong and burly guards.

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