Chapter 993 The True God Descends to Earth

Tens of minutes later.

The comatose native wizard woke up.

He immediately looked at the wooden statue of Morrigan, the goddess of war, fearing that this consecrated sacred object leaked from the official would be stolen by a thief.

Seeing that the statue was still there, the indigenous wizard breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly step forward and hold it in your hand.

Then he looked around the secret room in confusion, blinked, and suspected that he was not attacked by someone, but... he was in a coma because his blood sugar was too low?

"Hey, I'm getting old too."

The indigenous wizard shook his head and whispered bitterly: "I think back then, when I was following my master, the great dancer could dance for three days and three nights without rest!"

"Now I can no longer hold on for just one night. This... I really don't have the time!"

Speaking of which, this indigenous wizard is also a seeker.

On the road to pursuing the extraordinary, I don’t know how much suffering I suffered.

What is rare is that he has not changed his original intention. Even now that he is famous and has a large number of followers, he still has not forgotten his pursuit of the extraordinary.

It's a pity that except for the improvement of spiritual cultivation, all the pursuits in the first half of life are just like the moon in the water.

In the second half of his life... his extraordinary birth gave him hope.

But he was shocked to find that he was already old and frail. Even with the avenue ahead, there was a big question mark as to whether he could insist on walking to the entrance of the avenue to get a glimpse of the different scenery inside.

Not willing to give in!

When the indigenous wizard thought of this, he felt sad. He was actually alone in this secret room... and burst into tears!

Xiao Yu left a monitoring eye on the wooden sculpture of Morigan, the Goddess of War.

This is why I saw this different kind of indigenous wizard.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but recall the information about this indigenous wizard and his name.

At the age of fifty, he was named Ani.

Perhaps because of the hard work he put in before he turned fifty, Ani now has a skinny face and gray hair. If placed in Xiao Yu's hometown, he would definitely be considered an old man in his seventies or eighties, and no one would doubt it.

Xiao Yu silently remembered the name.

He was included in the inspection list.

Xiao Yu noticed an evil ritual being held in another basement.

Ani's secret room is undoubtedly much shabbier than this basement.

This basement is called a basement, but it is more like an underground space transformed from an underground parking lot.

The only ones present were a naked indigenous wizard who presided over the ceremony.

There are also a large number of male believers, mostly with potbellies, who are also naked, wearing only masks to cover their appearance.

Female believers also wear masks, but their figures are much better, and they seem to be provided by the organizer. There is one beside each male believer.

There were several male believers who were obviously of higher status, and there were even two or three female believers whom he could hug on both sides.

Xiao Yu was a little confused and took a closer look at the black crystal statues worshiped in the basement, and confirmed that although the pieces were not his own, they did indeed look like the goddess of war Morrigan!

These guys are obviously holding an event to worship Morrigan, the goddess of war.

only……

"Is it because nature is hard to change, or does this group of cultist-turned-priests think that as long as they are evil gods, they like believers to hold open conferences and carry out various activities that cultists like to see?"

Xiao Yu whispered and soon discovered.

These cultists were bolder than he thought.

And even more crazy!

On the altar about one and a half meters high from the ground, the indigenous wizard danced for a while and then asked a few strong men to bring up a tightly tied child.

This is a boy of about ten years old with red hair and rosacea.

A descendant with distinct Celtic characteristics!

Of course, it's also possible that this is an unlucky child from someone else's family, and the blood relationship with the Celtics may go back to the Black African era.

However, as a sacrificial offering.

This little boy has been unanimously designated as a descendant of the Celts by the indigenous wizards on behalf of the majority of believers below.

It has to be yes!

Who gave him red hair and rosacea?

Who dared his family to travel to Macheng regardless of life and death in this environment?

Sure enough, it must be God’s will for him to become a sacrifice!

The indigenous wizard is obviously a qualified cult priest. He has a first-class brainstorming ability and attributes the appearance and capture of the little boy to God.

This caused a roar of applause from the believers below.

Some emotional ones even waved their powerful arms and shouted sacrifices.

They couldn't wait to see the little boy become a sacrifice...

"Oh no, this is the bad war goddess Morrigan's reputation."

"Although my goddess is set up as a villain, she is also a capable villain. How could she be desecrated like this?"

"This is bringing my goddess down to the level of those abyss monsters!"

"You have to be a group of particularly low-level monsters in the abyss to like such a sacrifice."

Xiao Yu whispered, having already made up his mind.

The little boy was already awake at this time. He could not speak, so he could only vent his fear with tears in his eyes.

The indigenous wizard who changed his profession to worship the war goddess Morrigan skillfully lifted the rope on the little boy's back.

Prepare for sacrifice.

Before Chaofan was born, this indigenous wizard had created a cult organization disguised as a holy bishop.

And he used various means to attract many middle- and upper-class believers.

In order to ensure the loyalty of the elites and the faith of the core believers.

This indigenous wizard relied on the knowledge passed down by the previous generation and used the death of the sacrifice to consolidate the loyalty of their faction.

He succeeded and continued with a taste of the marrow.

If everything goes well, maybe he can climb to the top of Macheng like his predecessors in the Korean country, so that he can become a huge political force that cannot be reached, and then go on a journey of whitewashing.

Unfortunately, the extraordinary birth disrupted his plan.

Several major chaos involving the cult made him lose many believers.

Fortunately, just when he didn't know what to do.

Macheng welcomed the new belief of the goddess of war Morrigan.

The indigenous wizard didn't care who he believed in, he only cared whether this could help himself.

After being convinced from the official that the goddess of war Morrigan would be supported by the official.

This indigenous wizard immediately changed his faith and fully supported the belief of the goddess of war Morrigan.

This improved his environment.

But he was not satisfied. He thought the sacrificial ceremony issued by the government was too simple.

How can people be afraid if it is not complicated? How can people believe if it is not mysterious?

How can people unite and obey orders if there is no fear?

So the native wizard began to relapse and held a sacrificial ceremony again.

And this time, the goddess of war Morrigan was used for sacrifice!

Even the sacrifices were chosen as enemies of the goddess of war Morrigan, suspected to be children of Celtic descendants...

The native wizard raised a sharp knife.

Under the gaze of many believers, after a strange cry, he suddenly chopped the back of the boy's neck with force!

"In the name of the goddess of war Morrigan!"

"In the name of God!"

The screams filled the entire underground secret room.

There was no lack of morbid excitement in the voice.

However.

The next second.

Everyone, including the native wizard, was stunned.

The critical moment!

The indigenous wizard used a statue of the goddess of war, Morrigan, made of black crystal, and teleported to the boy's side, blocking the sharp knife that the indigenous wizard was ready to shoot!

The statue of the goddess of war, Morrigan, seemed to have a magical power to protect it, so that the sharp knife stopped one millimeter from the surface of the crystal, and it was difficult to move forward!

"God!"

"The goddess of war, Morrigan, appeared!"

The believers screamed in panic.

As believers, seeing the true god come down to earth, they should be happy, excited, and cheering excitedly...

However, after discovering that the true god appeared to stop them from making trouble.

As long as these guys are not stupid, they all realize that they have made a big mistake!

They did something blasphemous during the sacrificial ceremony!

In this environment today.

They... I'm afraid they are all going to be finished!

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