The Devil's Not Dead Chapter 181: The Secret of Protection

The Devil's Not Dead Chapter 181: The Secret of Protection

At the same time, the high priest of the Tuxiong tribe also sent people to the other two super tribes, the Tulang Division and the Tuhu Division. After all, their patriarchs and warriors were all killed in this attack.

At this time, we must unite and awaken the ancestors of each tribe, otherwise the man and the woman will catch up with them, and they may face the danger of genocide.

The high priest of the Tuxiong Department is now standing in a stone cave. The cave is extremely spacious, and a moon pearl the size of a human head hangs above his head, illuminating the surroundings.

In the center is a tall altar, made of black soil and yellow mud, surrounded by white flowers and a skull, and an ancient stone axe quietly suspended above the altar.

The stone axe looks extremely old, and the surface is full of cracks. The surface of the axe is still covered with rust, which is said to be rust, but it is not. It is the traces formed after the blood has dried up, mottled and immersed in it.

"Junior Tu Xionghui, come to the ancestral cave and ask the ancestral artifact to wake up." The high priest knelt down and worshipped below, his wrinkled face was full of piety. An ancient language, like an old magic stick.

After a while, as he read out his words, a strange and mysterious aura began to wake up from the stone axe, as if an ancient **** woke up from a deep sleep, the invisible door in the void opened wide, and a pair of deep eyes fell from it. .

"Calling my real name requires your sincerity. Junior, where is your offering?" An indifferent voice with no emotion rang out, echoing in the cave.

"The offering is ready for the ancestors." The high priest respectfully said, and then slowly got up, the old man's face showed a trace of unbearable, and then shook his head.

The sound disappeared, and immediately the stone axe fell from the altar and landed safely in the hands of the high priest.

"Is it worth it to sacrifice the blood of 100,000 people?"

Unsuppressing the doubts in his heart, the high priest sighed, this is the ancestral instruction, it is a rule, and the younger generations just follow it, why do you need to ask more.

The power of the ancestors is boundless, and every time they face disasters, the ancestors can turn the tide.

How can a mere clan be compared to the entire clan?

Sacrificing one's own life at a critical moment is an ancestral lesson that every clan must keep in mind.

The so-called critical moment is naturally the time to awaken the ancestors.

After leaving the cave, the high priest went straight to the center of the tribe. Someone was already waiting for him on the high platform. He took a few steps up, his face was heavy, and then he shook his black robe and faced the crowd.

There was a dense crowd below, looking at him with hopeful eyes. There was sadness, solemnity, and anger... but there was no despair or panic. Although the patriarch died, they still had hope.

The high priest is still there, and the ancestors are still there.

"The moment of life and death for our tribe has come. We need to use our blood and life to wake up our ancestors to kill powerful enemies. I ask you, the sons of the bear tribe, are you willing to give your life for the tribe and throw your life away for the tribe? Sprinkle blood on your head to win a peace for your wife and daughter?"

"Would you like to?"

The high priest's resounding voice resounded in all directions like a bell and a big lu, and startled countless birds and beasts in the forest in the distance, while the clansmen of the bear tribe below heard the words and stepped forward, not afraid at all, and all shouted: " Yes! We will!"

The sound was louder and louder, almost drowning the world.

The high priest closed his eyes, restrained the unbearable and sympathy in his eyes, and then straightened his back and said loudly: "I want to fight against the powerful enemy..."

The stone axe in his palm trembled faintly, and there was a hint of excitement and longing, as if he had been hungry and thirsty for many years and was about to have a full meal.

After a while, the **** light of the sky lit up from the Tuxiong tribe, reflecting the sky red, like wildfire burning the sky.

The high priest looked at everything blankly.

The stone axe hummed and vibrated, and its size suddenly became larger, and it was stained with countless blood, and an amazing momentum also spread.

"It seems that the high priest of the Tuxiong tribe has gone back to ask for the ancestors."

In the forest, Qi Mei was jumping among the leaves, and suddenly sensed a powerful force rising from a distance, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her small nose was closed before she said to Ji Jiu below.

"Ancestral Artifact? Since that's the case, let's go to the other two tribes first. The Tuxiong tribe is supported by their high priest, so it's not easy to deal with." Ji Jiu thought for a moment and said.

Qi Mei nodded, his body turned into a puff of blue smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

After a cup of tea, a huge Tulang tribe was very easy to find. The two walked in as if no one else was around, and passed through many houses. According to the memory they found, Qi Mei took Ji Jiu all the way to the depths. The Tulang tribe didn't seem to know the news of the patriarch's death. Men go out hunting, women cook at home with their children, a harmonious scene.

Suddenly, a tall tree building in front of them came into view, and the two of them appeared. Some people found them immediately and were about to shout, but Qi Mei raised her hand and swept away, and a circle of ice swords shot out, swish swish... In the middle of the throat, everyone fell down clutching their necks.

"Who are you?" The door of the tree tower was pushed open, and a beautiful woman in scantily clad walked out, holding a black machete in her hand, looking at the two of them coldly, speaking in standard common language.

Ji Jiu naturally couldn't talk nonsense with her, her body moved slightly, and she appeared in front of the beautiful woman in an instant.

"The ancestral artifact is not here." Ji Jiu shook her head and threw her body down.

The strange noise here soon alerted the rest of the people, but when they arrived, there was nothing on the spot except the corpses of the patriarch's wife and a few clansmen.

"There is an enemy invasion!" A horn sound suddenly rang all over the place.

At this time, Ji Jiu and Ji Mei had reached the door of an underground cave. After the guards of the Tulang tribe were eliminated, the two walked straight in.

After a while at the bottom of the cave, the two saw an altar, made of black soil and yellow sand, surrounded by densely pale skulls, and a huge pale blue moon pearl hanging on the top of the cave, illuminating it. around.

"Is that what they call an ancestor?" Ji Jiu looked at a broken arrow placed on the altar. It was more than ten feet long and as thick as an adult's arm. In particular, the head is so worn out that no sharp edges can be seen.

And the whole body is actually made of stone, and bloodstains can be seen in some parts.

"Hey, I can't even capture it." Qi Meiwei was surprised, she made a move to capture it, but an invisible wall blocked her, and the arrow trembled slightly and stopped moving. .

"It's weird." Ji Jiu tried to get closer.

Suddenly, the quaint ring between his fingers vibrated, as if resuscitated, and the heart-like pulsation entered Ji Jiu's heart.

Then came a monstrous hatred and murderous aura.

The arrows on the altar also seemed to be sensed. A faint brilliance flickered on the surface, and then it moved on its own. The arrow turned and pointed straight at Ji Jiu.

Whoosh! ! !

It immediately shot at Ji Jiu like lightning.

Ji Jiu was about to resist, but saw a flash of brilliance on the ring, and a ray of light opposite it suddenly shot out, colliding with the arrow in the air silently.

The next moment, the void shattered inch by inch, like a torn piece of paper, revealing a piece of nothingness.

Ji Jiu's eyes flickered, and he took a few steps back. Even he did not expect that this ring of his own had such a skill. Although it was mysterious, it was limited to its hard texture and was difficult to destroy.

This change also surprised Qi Mei. Immediately, a cloud of blue mist wafted out of his hand and flew straight towards the arrow in the air.

Buzz!

The arrow turned extremely fast, and the dust on the surface fell off, revealing the dark brown interior, which was formed by the blood soaking in it for an unknown number of years.

In the next moment, the brilliance of the ring faded away, and it became simple again.

The arrow also seemed to have lost all its power and fell from the air.

Ji Jiu narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the arrow was easily absorbed into his palm. The hand was slightly heavy and cold, and it felt like jade, but it was covered with fine bone.

He was slightly startled, realizing that his guess was wrong.

This arrow is actually made of bone.

And if that's right, it should still be made by smelting and forging multiple pieces of bones and combining each other.

It gave him a vaguely familiar feeling.

Combined with the reaction of the ring, it is not difficult for Ji Jiu to speculate that the arrow is related to the inheritance of the ancient demons, and maybe it is the owner of the inheritance of the ancient demons.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside the cave, mixed with the scolding of a group of people, Ji Jiu's eyes narrowed, knowing that it was the people of the Tulang tribe who came.

You don't need him to talk much. Qi Meidai frowned slightly, raised her hand, and the ground suddenly rumbled and trembled, and then countless thick and sharp ice ridges rumbled out of the soil, and the cold air swept out, freezing everything along the way.

In the blink of an eye, the four walls of the cave were covered with solid ice, which was unusually cold.

The ice sculptures maintained their original movements, and the horror in their eyes had not subsided, but they were no longer alive.

The two walked out in a hurry.

There are circles of people of the Tulang tribe holding weapons in their hands, and there are at least tens of thousands of people inside and outside. When they saw the two walking out, they all showed fierce and hateful expressions, and they raised their weapons in their hands to attack. appearance.

"I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so let the people who can be in charge come out." Ji Jiu said, he knew that there were definitely some people in this group who could understand his own words.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became noisy. Several Tulang people who looked older looked at each other and walked out under the worried eyes of everyone. Among them, the gray-haired old man bowed to Ji Jiu. , said respectfully: "Hello from the outside world, I am Tulanggan, the clan leader of the Tulang tribe."

"Excuse me, what are your orders?" He was respectful, not showing any resentment or anger, but rather calm and calm.

Like a dead warrior.

At this time, resistance is useless. In the eyes of the strong, no matter how many they are, it is useless, and a single magical power can destroy the entire tribe.

A long time ago, when the high priest of their tribe was still there, he had said so to him.

"How do you need to wake up your ancestors?" Seeing that he was interested, Ji Jiu didn't bother to talk nonsense and asked directly.

"Ancestral artifact?" After hearing the words, the clan elder hesitated for a while before calmly saying: "It needs to be awakened with the blood and life of the clan, and each awakening requires a hundred thousand clan members."

"Interesting way." Ji Jiu raised her eyebrows.

The ancestors were awakened by offering sacrifices of 100,000 people. Is this a real ancestor? He didn't want to ask either.

It's not too much to call it an evil weapon.

Now, of course, he is most interested in the secrets kept between these tribes.

Then the clan master took the two to another place.

A remote soil cultivation house.

The room was full of cobwebs and dust, and it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time.

"This is the residence of our high priest." The clan master explained.

A dry skeleton fell into the room, and a small wooden box was placed between the skeleton's legs.

The clan elder bowed his head respectfully, then went to get the small box, handed it to Ji Jiu, and said, "The box contains the things we are guarding, but we don't know what it is actually, each clan has only the patriarch and the high priest. have a right to know."

Ji Jiuyuan swept it away and found nothing unusual, just a small box engraved with a seal pattern to ensure that it would not be destroyed in the torrent of time, and Qi Mei also stood on tiptoe and looked curiously.

Ji Jiu immediately opened it. It is full of dense symbols. He didn't know it at all.

He looked at Qi Mei, who also shook his head to show he didn't understand.

Then only the clan elders can recognize this text. He took it and read it slowly for the two of them. The two of them would naturally be able to tell if they were lying.

After a while ~lightnovelpub.net~ a trace of doubt appeared in Ji Jiu's brows. He looked far into the middle of the forest, and his eyes were thoughtful.

The box records the origin and history of several major tribes.

He is not interested in these Ji Jiu, the most important news is that the fragments of various maps are pieced together, and another map can be seen after being stained with blood.

The three tribes guarded exactly that map.

The fragments of the map in his hand have almost been collected, and now there are only three major tribes missing. Now, the clan elder has also sent someone to fetch the piece of their tribe to Ji Jiu.

"The weird map, and the weird ancestor." Ji Jiu rubbed his eyebrows, looking a little troubled.

There was too much fog in front of him, and he wanted to leave, but his faint intuition was telling him to continue, and the matter had something to do with him.

After pondering, Ji Jiu began to deduce the deduction method of Mo Li's family and Gongsun's family. After Zhancha Kungfu, in the blur, he captured a trace of connection.

The connection lies in the Sumeru Ring in his hands.

"Sure enough, it is something inherited from the ancient demons."

Ji Jiu rubbed the ring, his eyes flickering.

"How? Do you want to go?" Mei Mei tilted her head and sat beside him with her knees in her arms.

"Go, why not go."

Packing up his mind, Ji Jiu smiled faintly, then got up and prepared to go to another tribe, Tuhu tribe.

It was at this time that a tidal crowd suddenly came from outside the Tulang tribe, and the leader of them was the high priest of the Tuxiong Department who had escaped before, the black and thin old man.

The three met on a narrow road, the high priest's face was calm, Ji Jiu saw the huge stone axe in his hand, the material was exactly the same as the arrow.

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