Traveling through another world as a sacrifice

Chapter 89
"Om~" With the sound of a distant bell, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods finally began. The moment the mountain gate opened, countless people rushed up the mountain. People rushed to the top of the mountain, and everyone wanted to grab a good seat.

Although the ceremony was held in such a hurry that people from farther places could not arrive in time, even so, the number of people who came to watch the ceremony was still staggering.

The sun was shining today, and there was a gentle breeze on the top of the mountain where the ceremony was held. Although the weather was still a bit cold, it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the people all over the mountain. People were looking forward to the top of the high platform.

Compared with the empty alleyway in the square, there is a gloomy and depressing atmosphere in a room. There are only a few women in the room, and they are surrounding a woman sitting on a chair. That person is none other than a coma. Wang Xiaoyu woke up.

When she woke up, she found that she couldn't move her whole body, and was manipulated by others like a puppet. The only thing that could move freely in her whole body was her eyes, and these eyes couldn't stop crying at the moment.

Wang Xiaoyu didn't expect that she would be tricked by the most trusted Marcie. Although she is not a crybaby, she still finds it difficult to bear the betrayal of those around her. Who else in this world can you trust?

For Marcie, Wang Xiaoyu was only disappointed and puzzled. She was more angry with Roy. In this society where theocracy is supreme, Roy must have persecuted Marcie, otherwise Marcie would never have done such a thing. matter.

In the house, the makeup is still going on, several old women have been smearing on Wang Xiaoyu's face, and soon a delicate makeup is completed, I thought I could rest like this, but Wang Xiaoyu's tears ruined it This exquisite makeup.

Tears washed out obvious marks on the face covered with makeup, and the red blush was ruined because of it. This made the hard work of the old women for a long time all in vain. They wanted to touch up their makeup in a hurry. , Marcy walked in.

"Master Marcie, you came just in time to sacrifice to her..." When the old women saw Marcie coming, it was as if they had seen a savior, and they all complained about Wang Xiaoyu's "guilt" one by one.

"You guys go out first, leave this here to me." Marcie waved to a few people, and when the room was empty, she slowly came to Wang Xiaoyu and squatted down, and lightly touched Wang Xiaoyu with her slightly rough fingers. Yu's tear-stained cheeks said, "Girl, why are you doing this..."

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't speak, she could only look at Marci accusingly, her black pupils were full of puzzlement, if she could speak at this moment, she would really like to ask Marci why he treated her like this.

Marcy is not young, so she can naturally understand the inquiries in Wang Xiaoyu's eyes. For her, both Wang Xiaoyu and Roy have the same status in her heart. She doesn't want to see either party get hurt, so She decided to take it all down.

"Girl, this matter is all my own idea. It has nothing to do with the priest. I don't want to embarrass him. If you want to blame, blame me." Marcie's cloudy eyes were full of guilt, she lowered her head, crying vertical and horizontal.

Faced with Marcie's "frankness", Wang Xiaoyu cried even more fiercely. If she was still skeptical before, then she is sure now. In her opinion, anyone who is as frank as Marcie will never do that kind of thing. Roy is definitely behind the despicable things.

"Girl, I know you have resentment, but some things cannot be avoided, Mr. Priest doesn't have much time..." Marcy's attitude suddenly became sad, she paused, she looked at Wang with her cloudy eyes. Xiao Yu said; "Okay, don't cry, it's time to go..."

Due to time constraints, Marcie had no time to touch up her makeup, so she could only use a thin scarf on Wang Xiaoyu's head to cover up the scrambled makeup.

"Let's go..." With a soft sigh in his ear, Wang Xiaoyu was horrified to find that his body moved by itself, and the cold temperature outside told him that this was definitely not a dream.

Her body was moving, but her only free eye was covered by something. Wang Xiaoyu could only judge her position by the sounds around her. Hearing the noise from the outside world, she could imagine how many people there were.

"Look, look, people are coming." The people who had been waiting for a long time began to get excited, and everyone tried to stand on tiptoe to see the appearance of the new priest, but soon they were depressed to find that the head of the priest was actually covered with a piece The turban, which disappointed those who expected to catch a glimpse of the new priest's face.

While many people were disappointed, some people were full of doubts. Pairs of pupils of different colors were staring at Wang Xiaoyu all the time. There were doubts, contemplation, and worries in these eyes.

"Xiaoyu, did something happen to you?" Allen's blue pupils looked at Wang Xiaoyu worriedly. He found that Wang Xiaoyu's steps were a bit strange, as if he was being dragged away.

"Things seem to be more interesting than expected..." In the crowd, an ordinary-looking man touched his chin, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

In the eyes of everyone, Roy slowly appeared on the ladder wearing a loose and white robe, still with the temperament of a banished fairy, with a casual smile on his face, those cold black eyes swept around lightly, and the surroundings immediately became quiet down.

Roy's eyes flicked across the crowd, and he understood the situation at a glance. Everything was as he expected, and everything that should come came, so good, the main show should begin.

Hearing the surroundings suddenly quiet down, Wang Xiaoyu knew that Roy must be here. If she could move her hands and feet at this moment, she really wanted to let this pious guy act on the spot. Now she can only convey her feelings through the thick scarf. anger.

"Master Sacrifice" Marcie nodded to Roy who came over, and the eyes of the two exchanged information inadvertently, which no outsider could know.

"Thanks for your hard work." Roy said to Marcy lightly. After speaking, he walked to the sacrificial altar, where the things needed for worshiping the gods had already been placed.

Roy reached out and grabbed a handful of clean holy water from the table and sprinkled it on the ground, and then took the burning torch from the hand of a clergyman, and used the torch to ignite the stone bowl held in the hands of the Sea God on the high platform. .

After doing all this, Roy began to recite a series of cumbersome and awkward words. During this period, all the onlookers fell silent. They bowed their heads solemnly and folded their hands in prayer.

"Hmph, death stick." Wang Xiaoyu was disdainful in his heart, and even more scoffed at Roy's behavior of the magic stick.
The selection of the saintess this time allowed her to figure out the power of the so-called gods, which is nothing more than using some simple drugs to make the people hallucinate.

What happened next was as Wang Xiaoyu guessed, Roy began to give the so-called holy water to the people, and all the people who got the holy water were very excited, and some even shed tears.

In the crowd, some people sneered at the holy water. Taking advantage of the time when everyone was drinking together, some of the water was secretly poured out. In Roy's dark pupils.

Roy pretended not to see these people, but secretly kept them in mind, and he whispered something to the adjutant while turning around.

After receiving the order, the adjutant left quietly with no expression on his face, and slowly approached the people Roy had hinted at with some arranged people.

After the activity of bestowing holy water, the next thing is to invite the gods to descend, which is the so-called sacrificial dance. Under Roy's signal, the god dancers who had been waiting for a long time began to perform on stage.

Exotic music lingers in everyone's ears. People are obsessed with watching the dancing figures on the high platform. Gradually, they feel that their vision begins to blur. In a trance, they see a dazzling light flashing on the high platform. A figure A tall and mighty god appeared.

Roy quietly looked at the crowd below. Seeing that everyone's eyes were lax, he knew that the holy water he drank before had worked. He glanced at Marcy with his black eyes, and the latter nodded understandingly.

Marcy carried Wang Xiaoyu to the top of the platform, and then stood quietly waiting for Roy's arrival.

Accompanied by a group of priests, Roy slowly came to Wang Xiaoyu. He took the scepter from one of the priests, held it in both hands and bowed to the sky, and then said to Wang Xiaoyu; " Today, under the witness of God, I hand over this scepter representing the gods to you..."

"Bah, I don't want to be a priest!" Wang Xiaoyu cursed in her heart, and just after she finished muttering, she felt a pain in her knee and knelt down on the cold ground with a plop.

The moment he fell to his knees, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the wind blew up the scarf covering Wang Xiaoyu's face. For two seconds, the angry face under the scarf flashed past .

"Little fish!" Seeing the expression on Wang Xiaoyu's face, Allen knew that something was wrong. He couldn't help shouting, and just as he wanted to get up and rush to the stage, he felt his shoulders being held down.

Allen turned his head and saw two guys with unkind faces behind him. He remembered that the one behind him just now seemed to be a mother and daughter. When did it become these two people?Why did these two suppress themselves?
"Who are you?" Allen looked at the two men behind him suspiciously.

"You don't need to know, come with us." The two men said, and then drove Alan to the outside of the crowd with such force that Alan had no chance to resist.

"Let me go, let me go, I haven't talked to Xiaoyu...well." Before Allen could finish speaking, his mouth was covered, and a strange smell came straight to the tip of his nose, making him not yet Before he could finish speaking, his consciousness sank into a coma.

In the crowd, those who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken. They secretly glanced behind them with the corners of their eyes, and their expressions changed when they realized that there were a few more strangers behind them.

(End of this chapter)