Chapter 61 Mysterious Sacrifice!
Qin Hao followed the honest and simple villager and slowly walked into the village.
The sun shines on the scattered houses, and the sounds of roosters and dogs barking come and go, adding a lively atmosphere to this seemingly ordinary village.
However, in this calm and peaceful atmosphere, it seemed a little strange.
During the conversation with the villagers, Qin Hao learned that this village had existed for a long time, but its existence was rarely known, as if it had been forgotten by time in the corner of this virtual world.
An indescribable intuition told Qin Hao that there seemed to be some kind of secret hidden in the village under this peaceful surface.
"Brother, this village is so unique, there must be many unknown stories, right?" Qin Hao tentatively asked the villagers beside him.
The villager's footsteps paused slightly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "There is nothing special, we just live an ordinary life farming."
After hearing this, Qin Hao stood there and thought for a moment, and then asked a few villagers to inquire. However, whenever key issues were touched upon, the villagers either ignored him or left in a hurry.
This evasive attitude made Qin Hao more and more certain that there must be something fishy going on.
Full of doubts, Qin Hao decided to explore the village himself.
He walked along the winding streets and carefully observed everything around him. On the walls of some houses, strange rune marks could be faintly seen.
Qin Hao came closer to take a closer look, and when his fingertips lightly touched the runes, a slight electric current spread throughout his body, making him shiver.
What a weird place.
The appearance of the runes made Qin Hao become more vigilant.
Continuing deeper into the village, Qin Hao accidentally discovered an ancient sacrificial place.
But the entrance to the place was covered by lush vines, and it was easy to miss it if he wasn't careful.
After looking around and confirming that no one was there, Qin Hao stepped inside.
What comes into view is the tall and weathered stone pillars standing all around. The stone pillars are also engraved with mysterious runes. The erosion of the years has made some of the runes blurred, but they still exude a strange atmosphere.
The floor of the sacrificial place is paved with huge bluestones, covered with intricate patterns.
Qin Hao squatted down and brushed off the dust on the stone surface with his hands. The lines seemed to come alive, shining with a faint light.
In the center of the place, a huge stone statue is solemn and solemn. The facial expression of the stone statue has been polished by time and is difficult to recognize, but a kind of majesty can still be felt from its figure.
Qin Hao walked around the stone statue and found lines of ancient text carved on the base of the stone statue. He tried to identify it, but he could only understand a few words.
However, Qin Hao was unknowingly immersed in these mysterious traces, and he didn't even notice it himself.
As the sun sets, the afterglow casts a layer of golden gauze over the entire village.
Night falls.
A strange atmosphere gradually enveloped the village.
At night, everything was silent, but Qin Hao was awakened from his meditation by a faint and faint singing sound.
He suddenly pulled out the Nether Demon Sword and looked around, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.
When did I lose my mind?
Holding the magic sword tightly, Qin Hao quietly followed the direction of the sound and groped forward. Under the moonlight, he saw villagers dressed in simple clothes gathered in the square in the center of the village, holding a sacrificial ceremony. .
In the center of the square, a blazing bonfire illuminated everyone's faces, and strange light jumped and flickered in the flames, as if there was life.
The villagers gathered around the bonfire, clasping their hands and chanting words. The sound was like an ancient spell, with a mysterious rhythm.
As the chants rose and fell, dreamlike lights and shadows appeared in the air above the campfire, twisting and changing, as if they were a portal to another dimension. Qin Hao hid in the shadows and stared at the ceremony.
The mysterious power fluctuations centered on the bonfire and spread to all directions. Qin Hao felt that his heartbeat was also speeding up, as if he was being pulled out by this power.
Under the influence of this power, the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees rustled, as if telling ancient secrets.
Qin Hao tried to calm his breathing, trying to feel this mysterious power more clearly.
However, just as Qin Hao was thinking, the rhythm of the ceremony suddenly accelerated, and the power fluctuations became more intense.
Qin Hao felt dizzy before his eyes, as if the whole world was spinning. He gritted his teeth and held on to prevent himself from fainting.
At this time, the light from the bonfire soared into the sky, illuminating the sky above the entire village. Strange runes appeared in the sky, and then fell like meteors and merged into the bodies of the villagers.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Hao became more confused.
But he remained alert from beginning to end, hiding in the dark and observing everything around him.
However, at this moment, a mysterious force suddenly broke out in the center of the ceremony.
This power was like invisible tentacles, quickly spreading around, trying to control Qin Hao's mind.
Qin Hao instantly felt a strong sense of oppression coming over him, and there seemed to be countless noises in his head, trying to disrupt his thoughts.
His eyes became extremely determined, like twinkling stars in the cold night, and the spiritual energy in his body instantly surged like a raging tide.
This majestic spiritual power quickly gathered in his body, forming an extremely strong line of defense. He struggled to resist the erosion of that mysterious power.
He clenched his teeth, his facial muscles trembled slightly from the extreme exertion, and veins popped up on his forehead, like winding earthworms.
Sweat fell from his forehead and cheeks like rain, soaking his clothes, but he had no time to care.
Due to Qin Hao's unexpected intrusion, subtle changes occurred in the originally peaceful sacrificial ceremony.
The originally stable and orderly energy fluctuations now became chaotic, as if a huge boulder had been thrown into the calm lake surface, stirring up thousands of waves.
An unprecedented powerful force begins to awaken. This force is full of dangers and makes people shudder.
The entire village instantly fell into chaos and disaster.
The house began to shake violently, making a terrifying crunching sound, as if it was groaning in pain.
Immediately afterwards, the houses were overwhelmed and collapsed, raising dust all over the sky, covering the originally clear sky into darkness.
The ground could not withstand the impact of this powerful force and began to crack.
The huge crack is like a ferocious mouth, mercilessly devouring everything around it.
The villagers screamed in horror one after another. They were like ants on a hot pot, running around, trying to find a safe place to hide.
The children were so frightened that they cried loudly, and their cries were particularly sad in the chaos. The old man was at a loss in the panic, and his eyes were full of despair and fear.
While resisting the control of the mind by the mysterious force, Qin Hao looked at the tragic scenes happening around him.
The wails, cries, and screams coming from all around him came one after another, like sharp daggers, constantly stabbing his soul, making his mind more chaotic, and making it increasingly difficult for him to concentrate.
The cracks in the ground continued to expand, and the vibrations became stronger and stronger, as if the whole world was about to collapse.
Qin Hao endured the pain, tried to calm his breathing, tried to concentrate, and thought about strategies to deal with the terrible crisis in front of him.
(End of chapter)