747: C747 Sacrificial Offering

C747 Sacrificial Offering

3However, this old thing definitely knew a lot of things.

Before killing him, he had to get everything he knew out of his mouth.

Lin Mo restrained the impulse in his heart and calmly waited at the side.

The old elder seemed to be in a hurry to pay his respects to the river god.

Although he had escaped from a youngster, the village chief still forced one person to join in from the rest of the villagers.

This unlucky group of six did not even have the qualifications to spend the last night at home. Under the village head's command, the villagers formed a majestic sacrificial procession, escorting these unlucky youths towards the river.

Lin Mo followed behind them and observed. As they walked, they kept mumbling to themselves.

Lin Mo listened attentively for a long time before determining that they were talking about a prayer. The prayer basically meant that he hoped that the River God would not vent his anger on them, and after receiving the offerings, he would continue to bless the peace of their village.

It could be seen that this so called river god was quite toxic to the villagers.

However, in such a small place, it was normal for things like ghosts and gods to be popular.

The villagers were muttering to themselves as they walked. Soon, they arrived at the river where Lin Mo and the rest were previously at.

The male monster's corpse had already been taken care of by Lin Mo. Other than the sticky, wet stains of water and blood on the ground, nothing else could be seen.

The Village Chief and the other villagers naturally did not notice the abnormality on the ground. They stood by the river bank devoutly and prayed for a while before pushing the six unfortunate people into the river.

"Great River God, I am sorry that the supervision of our village was not good enough to offend your divine might. Please accept our offerings with reverence and continue to bless your devout followers."

The village chief knelt by the river and raised his hands in prayer.

"Please continue to bless your devout believers!"

The villagers behind him also raised their hands and prayed loudly.

The river once again emitted black smoke, as if responding to the villagers' prayers.

Lin Mo furrowed his brows. Sure enough, the River God that these villagers were referring to was the monsters within the river.

But what exactly was the reason for the villagers to treat these monsters as gods of the river?

While Lin Mo was lost in his thoughts, the villagers had already dragged the unfortunate youths to the riverbank. Following the village head's order, the group of people was pushed into the river.

Black gas permeated the surface of the river. After they were pushed into the river, they were immediately blinded.

Although they couldn't see anything, their survival instincts and ability to swim allowed them to quickly splash onto the surface of the water.

Although they were forced to come here as sacrifices, they did not want to die. They struggled to swim towards the river bank, but were constantly scolded by the village chief and the other villagers.

When they swam to the river bank and wanted to climb onto the shore, they were forcibly stabbed by the villagers holding long bamboo sticks.

In this moment of life or death, the little temper in these people was also ignited. Some people started to curse loudly while others kept begging the villagers on the shore, hoping that they would let them go.

Under the village chief's command, the villagers' attitudes were surprisingly unanimous.

Even the family members who were part of the sacrifices had their faces turned away and gritted their teeth, refusing the request of their loved ones to live on.

The people in the river were desperately trying to get on shore, while the people on the shore were cursing loudly, hoping that they would honestly die. All of a sudden, the river bank was in an uproar.

Suddenly, the few people in the river noticed that the people on the riverbank no longer spoke and instead respectfully kneeled on the ground.

A chill suddenly ran down his spine.4

The unlucky fellows in the river turned their heads and saw many pale white arms appearing on the river surface amidst the ghastly aura.

Crying for help immediately sounded out on the river surface. However, all the people on the riverbank kneeled down respectfully, not even daring to raise their heads. How could they care about the lives of these people?

The people in the river were terrified. Since the people on the shore didn't want to save them, they could only rely on themselves to escape.

Following the flow of the river, they swam downstream with all their might, hoping to escape from the water and regain the hope of survival.

But before long, the pale arms caught up with them. Even if they struggled, they could not escape.

Although Lin Mo wasn't some dao guard who helped with his life, this was still the territory of the State of Flame, and was also the place that he protected. Letting these monsters kill his followers in front of him was a matter that would embarrass him.

Without hesitation, Lin Mo immediately dashed out. The villagers on the river surface only saw a flash of fire, and finally, the entire river surface burst into flames.

The villagers were all frightened out of their wits, panicking as they scrambled away from the riverbank.

Lin Mo did not pay attention to the actions of the villagers, and instead ran towards those people in the river.

The moment his pale arm came into contact with the flames on Lin Mo's body, it was immediately burned until it retreated.

Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to care about them, and directly stored all six of them into his storage space.

The river was filled with black gas, and even the water was becoming viscous.

Lin Mo remained calm and collected. He had seen all of these scenes when he had first met that monster. He wouldn't panic at all.

A poisonous purple flame blended with the flames surrounding him caused the black gas to quickly disperse. It was obvious that the monster hiding in the shadows had already left.

Lin Mo coldly laughed as he surfaced from the water.

The villagers on the riverbank had already fled. At this moment, not a single person could be seen.

Lin Mo did not mind. He retrieved his Heavenly Spirit Body and found a clean patch of grass to sit on. After which, he released the seven people he had saved from his storage space.

The faces of the seven of them were still filled with panic. For them, the memory of the last second was still stuck at the time of their escape.

Seeing that the surrounding situation had suddenly changed, the seven of them were stunned for a moment. Only then did they turn their gazes towards the calm Lin Mo who was sitting on the ground.

"Why is it you!"

The few of them were stunned. Previously, when they chased Lin Mo and the rest out, they were beside them and were naturally able to recognize who Lin Mo was.

"Who the hell are you? What is your purpose for coming to our village? "

These youngsters looked around and found that they were surrounded by people from their own village. Suddenly, they straightened their back and surrounded Lin Mo as if they were interrogating him.

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