Chapter 462 Wolf God
The baby girl’s behavior caused an uproar among the crowd.
The name of the barbarian young man who was turned into an ice sculpture is "Duoji", which means "lightning" in the barbarian language. He comes from the Xiaoyue tribe and is a slightly famous warrior. He was once killed in the rebellion. He was the leader of the Qi border army and was highly admired by his compatriots.
Unexpectedly, he was powerless to fight back in front of Gu Xu.
"It is indeed an evil practitioner who sacrifices the souls of babies as weapons..." Harabar took a deep breath and sighed silently in his heart.
The other people, especially Duoji's tribe, all took out their weapons and pointed their blades at Gu Xu, pretending to fight him to the death.
Gu Xu sighed softly and waved to the baby girl: "Come back, don't make trouble."
The baby girl glanced at him with innocent eyes, and then fell back into his In arms.
"By the way, help this warrior thaw." Gu Xu pointed at Duoji, who was sealed in the ice and unable to move.
The baby girl blinked.
The ice quickly melted into water, and Dorje regained his ability to move.
But he still looked gloomy, obviously still frightened by this one-sided battle.
As for the others, they all took a few steps back, not daring to act rashly, let alone teasing and mocking Gu Xu anymore.
They can see that the strength Gu Xu has shown so far is just the tip of the iceberg. He dealt with Duoji as easily as he could dust himself off.
"Who is he?" Many doubts arose in everyone's mind.
Naturally, a Qi man as strong as Gu Xu could not be a prisoner captured by Harabar - Harabar was his prisoner.
Then what is the purpose of coming to the Holy Grassland Mountain alone?
You’re not here to live in peace with the wolves, are you?
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On the top of the holy mountain, stands a gray-white giant wolf statue.
This statue is tall and majestic, reaching into the sky. In front of it, pedestrians on the ground are like ants that can be easily slapped to death by it.
It is entirely carved from granite. The undulating stone texture outlines the outline of every hair, and every detail is lifelike. Its backbone is raised high, its body leans forward, its mouth is slightly open, revealing sharp fangs, as if it is ready to pounce on the prey in front of it at any time.
Gu Xu noticed that the statue had been weathered for a long time - there were many clear cracks on its body, witnessing the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain.
However, these traces do not detract from its majesty, but instead highlight its vicissitudes and solemnity, making people feel insignificant from the bottom of their hearts.
According to the custom of the prairie people, the first thing they do after arriving at the Holy Mountain is to offer sacrifices to the Wolf God.
As soon as Harabar and others arrived at the top of the mountain, dozens of golden light ribbons fell from the sky, converging into a dazzling halo in front of everyone. Then the halo split from the middle, and an old woman with white hair and a wooden staff appeared out of thin air.
She wears colorful long-distance running clothes and all kinds of weird accessories. Her face not only has deep wrinkles, but also tattoos with complex patterns, giving people a feeling that is both evil and sacred.
Harabar was the first to step forward, bowed deeply to the white-haired old woman, and said respectfully: "I have seen the shaman."
Halabal was the first to step forward. In front of him, he bent deeply towards the white-haired old woman and said to her respectfully: "I have met the shaman."
While speaking, Harabar also glanced at the corner of his eye. Xiang Gu Xu tried to wink at the white-haired old woman and hint to her:
This Qi man is a formidable enemy. How do you think we should deal with it?
But the old woman was completely indifferent to his hint.
Her eyes looked a little hollow and dull, as if she was absent-minded and wandering.
"Start your sacrifice." She said in a hoarse and emotionless voice. Different beliefs in Dahuang have different styles.
The God that the Da Qi Dynasty believed in always appeared to be aloof and aloof from the world. He regards all things as stupid dogs and never makes any demands on offerings and sacrifices from believers. Only when Daqi monks draw talismans, call upon gods, or do divination, can they clearly feel the presence of God and His supreme power.
In contrast, Dayan’s Fire Temple is much more down-to-earth. The God of Fire never hesitates to perform miracles in front of his believers. His power also truly exists in the blood of the people, in the "Nirvana Sutra" and the Holy Fire Totem.
As for the wolf god that the grassland people believe in, it has a certain The primitive animal nature.
He encourages believers to cut off the heads of their enemies and offer them as sacrifices to Him. If the sacrifices sent by believers satisfy Him, they will have a chance to receive gifts from Him. < br>
The shaman on the holy mountain is the spokesperson of the Wolf God
He never personally delivers oracles to his believers, but often communicates his will through shamans.
Standing under the statue, Gu Xu could clearly feel the power of countless incense coming from all directions, converging into a rolling torrent, and then being absorbed by the statue.
Perhaps because he once served as the "God of Fire" in the north, this power makes him feel very familiar and close.
Intuition told him that if he wanted to, he could use his mind to cut off the torrent of incense power and turn it into his own use.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he did not do this.
After a while, Harabar took out two bloody heads from his bag and placed them on the high platform in front of the giant wolf statue. Then he knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and muttered:
"Greatness Wolf God, these two heads belong to the two spies from Qi I caught on the grassland..."
As soon as Harabar finished speaking, a golden light curtain suddenly descended from the sky, knocking him The whole person is enveloped in it.
Immediately, a gray-white wolf-shaped shadow dozens of feet tall appeared above the giant wave statue.
The giant wolf phantom raised its head high, revealing its sharp fangs, exuding terrifying power, and let out an earth-shattering roar towards the sky.
"Ouch——"
This sound seemed to penetrate the sky, shake the earth, and make everyone's hearts pause for a moment.
Hearing this sound, everyone present except Gu Xu kneeled on the ground, kowtowed to the giant wolf, and chanted praises to the wolf god.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Harabar finally walked out of the light curtain.
His face was filled with joy, and the color of the tattoos on his body was a little darker than before.
The white-haired old woman took a step forward.
Harabar thought that the shaman was coming to congratulate him on getting a reward from the Wolf God.
The sentence "I will definitely work harder to serve the great Wolf God in the future" is about to blurt out.
However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations -
The white-haired old woman walked around Harabar and quickly walked to Gu Xu, bending slightly toward him. Waist, he said politely:
"My lord, the great wolf god invites you to speak in the light curtain."
(End of this chapter)