"Praise you!"
"We come from you and are sacred because of you."
"Glory is your incarnation, and the sky also shines with your joy... ..."
A group of primitive people wearing animal skin skirts, with greasy hair hanging loose, and their faces painted with various colors of paint, were led by an old man.
They surrounded an altar more than two meters high, swaying wildly, dancing strange dances, and praying loudly from time to time.
On the altar, a white stone the size of a fist and shaped like a pebble was placed on it.
"Who is it? Who is talking?"
Sherry gradually woke up from his dazed state as he listened to the various prayers coming from his ears.
A group of hairy, skinny primitive people appeared in front of him, and he was confused.
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
After a while, he gradually recalled everything.
"My name is Sherry, I am a modern person..."
Su Yun remembered playing with his mobile phone for a long time. Because he was too sleepy, he lay on the bed and squinted for a while.
I thought I was just going to rest for a while, but I fell asleep unknowingly.
When he woke up, he found a group of naked, slovenly primitive people dancing around him, wearing only a short animal skin skirt.
He even said all kinds of incomprehensible words!
"God of Light?"
When he was confused, the dancing primitive man gradually stopped moving.
The original warm atmosphere had completely disappeared.
"Did you fail?" The old priest looked desperate, looking at the motionless stone with a sad face.
"We are finished... Without God, monsters outside the tribe will devour us sooner or later."
Hundreds of primitive people all had despair on their faces.
"Ahem..." The old priest stretched out his palm to cover his mouth and coughed violently.
He opened his palms and glanced at the blood stains. His face slowly turned paler, his thin body swayed, and he was so weak that he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The tribal leader, who wore bright feathers on his head and was taller and stronger than other primitive people, immediately looked at him worriedly, "Priest, are you okay?" The
old priest shook his head silently.
The middle-aged strong man leader sighed and advised, "Priest, please stop offering sacrifices. It seems that God will not appear. Your body..."
"You don't need to persuade me." The old priest shook his head.
Although he felt despair in his heart, his face was still full of determination.
"Why are you doing this..." The leader hesitated, wanting to say something.
As they argued.
No one noticed that not long after Sherry truly woke up, the stones on the altar began to gradually emit a faint white light! The
white light became stronger and stronger!
After someone accidentally discovered this situation, they immediately exclaimed. got up.
"Oh my God! Look!"
Many primitive people were startled and quickly turned their heads to look at the altar.
A pair of eyes were fixed on the stone on the altar. After seeing the light, their eyes were glazed over.
Whether it was the tribe leader or others, they all looked stunned and unbelievable at this moment.
Although they were still holding sacrifices before, they were just comforting themselves. They knew in their hearts that God would not appear.
Their tribe will only end up miserable in the future.
But now, God has actually come?!
They opened their eyes desperately and stared at the luminous stone.
"Haha, it's really a sign! I just said, I just said..." The old priest's cheeks turned red and he laughed, his whole body trembled with excitement, and two lines of turbid tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously.
Sherry was a little confused and looked at the group of primitive people cheering around him.
He thought sluggishly, "Could it be that... God is me?"
While thinking this, he also discovered that the pronunciation spoken by these primitive people was very strange, and it was not like he could understand it.
But the reality is that he can understand what they are saying!
Before he could continue to think about it, the primitive people made new moves.
"The great god has arrived!"
"Hurry up and bring the sacrifices!"
The old priest looked excited and shouted excitedly.
Sherry was startled. In a daze, he saw several relatively strong primitive people holding up a middle-aged strong man who was tied with a straw rope and struggling desperately.
Seeing these people carrying him towards the altar, the middle-aged man seemed to realize something, and he yelled in shock and anger.
"What do you want to do!"
"Let me go, let me go!"
"I'm from the Ice Tribe. How dare you damn guys catch me?!"
"Ah!" the middle-aged man kicked his legs and shouted.
However, no matter how much he struggled or threatened, the primitive people holding him did not waver in the slightest, and they still moved towards the altar unswervingly.
Gaining God's favor is the most important thing. They don't take a mere verbal threat from an enemy to heart.
When Sherry saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an inexplicable premonition.
The middle-aged man looked at the glowing stone, his eyes even more frightened, his body trembling, and he screamed, "Evil God!"
Upon hearing his words, the primitive people's eyes became angry and they all glared at him.
The strong tribal leader stood up immediately. He held a stone knife in his hand, and with a cold look, he pierced the man's neck!
Pfft~
The technique was neat, and blood sprayed out instantly, and some blood even splashed on the leader's neck. His face added a bit of ferocity to his fierce appearance.
Several primitive people let go of their hands, and the man twitched and fell down. Blood flowed from his neck and slowly stained the khaki ground.
Sherry was at a loss, staring blankly at a living life suddenly passing away from his eyes, not knowing what to think in his heart.
He thought he would be scared and disgusted, but for some reason he only felt a faint sense of disgust. Those negative emotions he thought he would have didn't arise at all, just like this thing should be normal in his eyes.
"Am I a pervert?"
Sherry murmured to himself.
A transparent figure floated out from the body of the dead man.
"Is this a soul?" Sherry guessed in shock.
This scene really broke his perspective. The most important thing was that he could still see the soul!
He took a closer look at the primitive people, but found that none of them noticed this figure.
It seemed that he was the only one who could see this thing.
The transparent figure had a dazed look on his face, as if he had lost his mind, and then he gradually drifted towards Sherry without knowing what influence he was under.
(End of chapter)