I have a cave of evil

The voice of the Bloodskull High Priest was calm and powerful, and under the blessing of spiritual power, it spread throughout the entire Bloodskull tribe without any attenuation.

In the dark night when the cold wind gradually picked up, torches were suddenly ignited in the dark tribe, and braziers were lit one after another, illuminating the tribe brightly.

All the people in the tribe have already lined up in an orderly manner, taking the family as the unit, men, women, young and old gathered together, carrying bags and saluting, looking sad and reluctant, looking at the high platform in silence.

The Bloodhead High Priest stood on the high platform, looking at the entire tribe at a glance, recalling the things he had experienced along the way, he was a little crazy.

Behind the Bloodhead Tribe, there stands a dark mountain range, neither high nor low. Living in the cave, most of the time every day is spent worrying about what to eat next, and how to avoid ferocious beasts when leaving the cave where they live.

"At that time, the entire tribe didn't seem to have 100 people." The bloodhead high priest tried hard to recall, but found that even though his spiritual power was extraordinary and he had a vivid memory, he still couldn't remember the specific appearance of those people at that time.

They had long died on the road to the rise of the Bloodhead Tribe, and even the descendants had forgotten the names of these ancestors.

The Bloodhead High Priest stroked the soft and white beard on his chin, then moved his eyes back to the tribe, and saw the farmland haystacks outside the village, the city wall built with rough wood and bricks, the spacious streets, the row upon row of houses, and the spacious sacrificial halls. field……

The architectural planning and construction of the tribe was built little by little under his auspices.At that time, he had obtained the patronage of the Blood Skull God, and his spiritual power was soaring every day, the radiation enveloped the entire tribe, and everyone was under his supervision.

Even when I think back now, I can still remember the bricks, tiles, trees and stones on the building, who put them together, and what kind of posture they used.

"Unfortunately, after tonight, we will never see them again."

He turned around and nodded to the first priest Ganmang.

Ganmang clenched his fist with his right hand, hammered lightly on his chest twice with full respect, and beckoned at Blood Priest Dagua and Blood Curse Sting sideways, saying, "Follow me."

Then it turned into a bloody light and landed in the largest sacrificial field in the tribe.

Dagua and Si Ding looked at each other, and then flew down in the sacrificial field one after another, standing behind Ganmang.

The ten priests are all human beings with high spiritual strength. After accepting the power of the Blood Skull God, they have obtained different knowledge of the spiritual world and have different development directions, so they are good at different abilities.

Among them, Blood Curse Siding, Blood Sacrifice Dagua, Xuebumeni, and Xueling Ganmang specialize in the study of strange spells in the spirit world, following the way of spells.

Siding is good at strange curses, and can kill people thousands of miles away without anyone noticing.

Dagua likes to offer sacrifices to spirits, can control the creatures of the spirit world, and can summon thousands of troops when necessary.

Mooney is gifted with the ability to confuse people's minds and predict the future.

Qianmang is the most extensive, with spells and secrets at his fingertips, his strength is bottomless, and he is very mysterious.

The daily rituals of the Bloodskull Tribe are mostly presided over by these four people. For slightly important sacrifices, two of them may appear at the same time. Only the high priest of the Bloodskull will appear on the stage for major sacrifices.

But Xuebumeni was dead, and it was rare for three people to cast spells at the same time without the high priest present.

For unknown reasons, ordinary people were a little rioted when they saw this situation, but it quickly subsided.

The Bloodhead Tribe practiced a brutal and powerful rule. The rules set by the tribe were not allowed to be violated, and the orders issued by the superiors were not allowed to be violated.

A slight offense is a severe punishment.

The tribe asked to stand still and wait for the order, and they were not allowed to lose their minds, so they had to strictly obey, otherwise the consequences would not be acceptable to them.

So even though they were surprised and apprehensive, they did not dare to move and could only wait for the order.

The sacrificial ground of the Blood Skull Tribe is not only an execution ground for criminals and war criminals, but also a place for daily blood sacrifices.There used to be wooden stakes for tying sinners and living sacrifices, execution platforms for beheadings and other equipment and buildings, but now they have been demolished and replaced by a huge bluestone gate.

On the left and right doors of the Qingshi Gate, there are animal heads made of flesh and blood. One is like a tiger but has three eyes; Embedded into the stone gate alive, he is still struggling violently.

However, no matter how they struggle, the Qingshimen seems to be rooted in the ground and does not move at all. Instead, there are two heads. The more they struggle, the weaker their breath is. Blood flows down the Qingshimen, faintly forming a skull wearing a crown on it , with a skull necklace hanging on his neck, a bloody and terrifying god with three eyes and eight arms.

In front of the Qingshi Gate, there are three square stone platforms with a diameter of one meter and a height of three meters from the ground. The sides are covered with secret spells from the spiritual world.

Ganmang first flew onto the stone platform in the middle, and Dagua and Si Ding landed on the other two stone platforms, one on the left and one on the right.The three of them sat down, holding complex and mysterious spells in their hands, and whispering spiritual spells in their mouths.

The spiritual power surged, and the secret spells of the spiritual world lit up one by one on the side of the square stone platform, shining with a low blood-red light.These blood-red rays of light became more solid as the three of them cast spells, and they complemented the blood-colored lines on the bluestone door, making the terrifying statue on the door more clear—it was the blood-skull god.

However, the image of the Blood Skull God on the bluestone gate is very different. The top two hands are no longer holding a spear, but are holding the head of the totem god on the door, and the other six fingertips are inserted into the middle of the bluestone gate. In the gap, the muscles on the arms bulge, and they are slowly pulling the bluestone door open.

The sound of the bluestone door rubbing against the ground sounded, and the crack of the door slowly opened, revealing a ray of hazy white light inside.

Seeing this, the blood-skull high priest ordered: "Hengmian, Bronze Mask, Black Bull, and Killing, according to the prior division, lead your people into the tunnel of the spirit world."

Four big men stepped out of the queue, smashed their chests together, made a sound like a heavy drum, and shouted:

"As ordered!"

"Blood bone, you will be their leader from now on."

The blood-skull high priest held out a slender stone box and handed it to the blood-bone hand. With tears in his eyes, he solemnly said: "This is a scepter that symbolizes the status of the high priest. From now on, you will be the blood-skull high priest in this world." , As for the position of the Great Chief...it depends on your own mood whether it is appropriate or not."

Blood Bone didn't reach out to pick it up, stared at the stone box for a long time without saying a word, and asked, "Will you guys come back?"

The Bloodhead High Priest looked up at the gloomy sky and said in confusion, "Who knows?"

"When the tide comes back, maybe our corpses can return to their hometown."

"At that time, remember to let the descendants bury us well!"

ps: I just found out that yesterday's notice was not sent out, and there is a draft box.It was originally said that it was updated yesterday, but suddenly there was overtime.

Anyway, I broke my promise and apologize to everyone.