"unfortunately…"

　　 Henrik's voice changed.

　　 "Forget it, don't talk about this, when your strength is reached in the future, you will naturally understand how difficult it is to be promoted to the supernatural."

　　 "Especially ordinary people like us."

　　 When talking about the word ordinary, Henrik's eyes flashed unwilling, but he was quickly replaced by the always frivolous.

　　 "Especially you also chose the traditional route."

　　 He continued.

　　 "The age of the old hunter has passed."

　　 The silver-white pistol turned at the fingertips.

　　 "Now is the age of technology!"

　　 Roger was silent.

　　Although he and Hannum had been playing very well just now, if it were really changed to Henrik, it would be one or two shots.

　　In comparison, cold weapons do not have any advantages.

　　 But Roger is not worried about this. With a hunter's hut, he can definitely be promoted to extraordinary as long as he goes through the trials of the grass step by step.

　　 After that, there will be two other trials, plus the magic seal of the demon hunter, mutants, and so on. Roger believes that as long as he gives himself enough time, he will definitely grow up quickly.

　　 Of course, the mystery revealed in this world also made Roger secretly wary. The game is not reality after all, and a lot of knowledge cannot be completely mechanically applied.

　　 He did not become anxious because of the hunter's cabin, calm and patient, is a must for a good hunter.

　　 After being busy for two days, the two of them hardly rested. Now that the task is over, the spirit naturally relaxes.

　　 And when Roger and Henrik were discussing where to rest, Amanda, who was far in the depths of the swamp, felt like she had opened the door to a new world.

　　……

　　 "Start the sacrifice ceremony!"

　　As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, the whole area immediately became solemn and solemn.

Next to 　　, two women brought a doe without a trace of variegation.

　　 Everyone around started chanting in unison. The syllables were short, fast and urgent. Amanda couldn't hear any of the words at all. It was obvious that this was a language she didn't understand.

　　 The doe walked up to Betty, and she lowered her head and licked between Betty's neck affectionately.

The crowd around 　　 chanting held up their hands, their bodies trembling with the rapid scale. Strangely, their movements were wild, but the expressions on their faces were like stone sculptures.

　　 Just then, a palm of his hand protruded, and a sharp bone blade pierced the neck of the doe, warm blood gushing out, and Betty's face was poured on her head.

　　 Betty held her head up, allowing the blood to fall from the top of her head and seep into her body. She opened her eyes desperately, watching a tear from the corner of the meek animal's eye.

　　 Seeing this scene, Amanda in the distance even forgot to shout. She covered her mouth tightly. There was a sickening blood in the air, and her stomach was surging, she almost vomited out on the spot!

　　 "What kind of ceremony is this!"

Amanda has long heard that most of the blacks living in Marsh Town can find the heritage of the tribal era by tracing their origins, but she never thought that in modern society, there are actually people who will hold such a weird and cruel ceremony!

　　 Plop!

　　 The doe's body fell to the ground, and something seemed to get into Betty's body.

　　 "A faithful believer!"

　　 The voice of the middle-aged woman rang.

　　 "The gods listen to your prayers!"

"right now!"

　　 The woman's voice became louder.

　　 "Choose and sacrifice your body, sincere faith will give you the door to touch the transcendent."

　　 She held the bone blade soaked in blood, knelt down on her knees, raised her weapon over her head and handed it to Betty.

　　 Amanda only noticed at this time that although the woman's eyes were bright, they seemed to be covered by a barrier.

　　 This woman is blind!

　　 glanced quickly, and several women in tribal costumes kneeling beside the woman also showed varying degrees of mutilation.

"How is this going"

"these people…"

　　 And then Betty took the bone blade in the woman's hand with both hands.

　　 "You only have one chance to choose!"

　　 I don't know when, the chanting of the surrounding people gradually subsided, and everyone held hands in a circle, staring at Betty calmly and indifferently.

　　 "Sacrifice!"

　　 "Sacrifice!"

　　 "Sacrifice!"

　　From Amanda's point of view, she could only see half of Betty's face. The face of this familiar black girl was no longer lively, she bit her lip firmly.

　　 Allow blood to flow into the mouth.

　　 Holding the dagger in her hand, Betty raised her head, a trace of firmness and hideousness flashed across her face!

"I choose…"

　　 "Sacrifice my womb!"

As soon as 　　's voice fell, her hands clenching the weapon suddenly fell, and the bone blade in her hand slammed into her lower abdomen!

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Betty gritted her teeth and even a smile appeared on her lips.

　　 "Great god, please accept my sacrifice and give me a gift!"

　　 Withdrawing the weapon in her hand, at that moment, accompanied by the spewing blood, Amanda felt that something important had left Betty's body with the blood.

　　 She covered her mouth desperately, her body stiff and terrible, this cruel and **** scene made her completely lose control of her body.

　　 Betty knelt down on the ground, blood gushing out of her belly, and it quickly formed a pool on the ground.

　　 She became paler and paler, but her eyes were bright and terrifying.

　　 Suddenly, Betty's body stood up uncontrollably, a white light appeared out of thin air, and that light poured into Betty's wound from the void.

　　 Under the influence of unknown energy, her whole body slowly floated up, her hair all over her head without any wind.

　　 A strange symbol on her forehead flashed, Betty's eyes became cold, she looked around, her eyes paused somewhere, and then quickly passed.

　　 "Mother, I made it!"

　　 Betty said softly.

"my child."

　　 The middle-aged woman cried with joy, UU reading www. uukanshu. com "We may have witnessed the birth of a witch."

　　 "The real witch!"

　　 Until she returned to her room, Amanda remained unconscious.

　　 The scene of Betty stabbing the dagger kept playing back in his mind.

　　 At the same time, in a room full of weird runes, Betty and the middle-aged woman stood up from a dark statue.

　　 "It has been too many years since there have been any offspring with true witch qualifications in the tribe."

　　 "Voodoo has never been recognized by traditional witches, now...our opportunity is here!"

　　 The woman touched Betty's hair.

　　 "Good boy, you didn't let us down."

　　 "A new era is coming."

　　 "It is said that the Three Holy Spirits found the true Son somewhere on the South Coast."

"Son"

　　 "Yes." The middle-aged woman nodded.

　　 "Some people say that they are natural creatures bred from the ocean, while others say that they are truly high-ranking people from another world."

　　 "But whatever it is, this is our opportunity."

　　 "Go back to Bay Town, there will be an opportunity!"

　　 "In addition..."

　　 The middle-aged woman's conversation turned.

　　 "About that white girl, have you figured it out clearly"