Chapter 181 Sacrifice to the Lord of the Wilderness

Northeast of the Silver Moon Kingdom.

The barbarians have taken root in this land.

This makes the barbarians grateful to the Frostwolf Duke.

If it weren't for the Frostwolf Duke, they would not have the life they have now.

It is winter now.

The air is filled with a cold breath, but the Barbarian City is bustling.

The barbarians gathered together to prepare for the annual sacrifice ceremony to the Lord of the Wilderness.

Just before the sacrificial ceremony to the God of Savagery was about to begin, David brought Sura to the Barbarian City built by the barbarians.

The walls of the Barbarian City are built with huge stones and wood, covered with thick snow, and look solid and ancient.

Inside the walls, there are rows of stone houses and wooden houses, with thick thatch on the roofs to resist the severe cold.

The center of the city is a spacious square, surrounded by several tall totem poles, carved with barbarian totems and myths.

These totem poles stand tall in the cold wind, telling the tenacious spirit of the barbarians.

In the center of the square, a huge altar has been built.

The surrounding barbarians wear heavy animal skins and have all kinds of painted faces.

Although the wind is cold, the air is filled with the aroma of food and the heat of the bonfire, which makes people feel warm.

The barbarian children shuttled through the crowd and played. Their laughter and cheers intertwined with the conversations of adults, forming a vivid picture of life.

Although the city is simple, it is full of vitality.

Under the cover of the cold winter, the city of barbarians is particularly warm. This city has become a new safe haven for the barbarians and a symbol of their faith and hope.

"Thank you, Duke." Sura said affectionately.

She followed the Duke for the future of the barbarians. Now the barbarians are developing better than she imagined.

David smiled and hugged Sura, looking at the altar.

During this period of time, because he cut off the connection between the bloodstone and the Lord of the Wilderness, the Lord of the Wilderness had not received the power of sacrifice for a long time.

But he had a feeling that the Lord of the Wilderness would definitely find a way to come, maybe this time, fortunately he was ready now.

At night.

The high priest Sura was very wild.

David enjoyed it and was very satisfied.

A few days passed.

The ceremony of worshiping the Lord of the Wilderness began.

The center of the ceremony was a huge stone platform.

Various offerings were placed around the stone platform, including fresh prey, grains, fruits, and even precious gems and metals.

As the sun gradually set, the ceremony officially began.

First, the elders of the tribe walked slowly around the stone platform, chanting ancient hymns in their mouths, with low and long voices.

Then, the bravest warriors in the tribe came forward, holding spears, wearing animal skins, and painted with bright oil paint on their faces, representing loyalty to the gods and symbols of courage.

The priest of the tribe stepped forward, holding an ancient dagger in his hand, which was a tool for blood sacrifice.

The priest closed his eyes and began to pray, his voice getting louder and louder until it reached its climax, then he cut his palm with the dagger and let the blood drip on the sacrifice.

As the priest's prayer ended, the people of the entire tribe knelt down, raised their hands to the sky, and shouted the name of the God of Savagery in unison.

"Well, is it coming?"

David suddenly opened his eyes, and the Soul of Space looked at a void.

Suddenly, blood light appeared from a point in the void and continued to spread.

The blood light spread in the void like ripples, and each wave was stronger than the previous one, as if some powerful existence was trying to break through the boundaries of space.

As the blood light spread, an ancient and powerful aura began to permeate the ceremony site, making people feel both awe and fear.

David remained vigilant, and their eyes were fixed on the point where the blood light was the strongest.

Suddenly, the structure of the space seemed to be torn into a gap, and a more dazzling light came out from it, which contained the majesty of the Lord of the Wasteland.

"Welcome back, great Lord of the Wasteland!" The priest of the tribe shouted loudly, his voice full of piety and expectation.

In the light, a vague figure began to appear. It was tall and majestic, surrounded by wind and sand, like the incarnation of the wilderness.

As the figure gradually became clear, a powerful force began to vibrate in the air, and even the earth trembled.

"Lord of the Wasteland, your power has descended on this land again. We will always follow your footsteps and protect this wasteland." The elders of the tribe swore in unison, their voices full of firmness and loyalty.

The incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland fully appeared in front of everyone, and its eyes swept over every living being present, revealing a bloodthirsty smile in its eyes.

"All become my power."

The incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood!

The sea of ​​blood was like a surging tide, spreading in all directions with unstoppable force.

Every surge of it carried a breath of destruction, as if it was going to devour all life.

The barbarian warriors, although they were known for their bravery, could not hide the shock and despair in their eyes at this moment.

Their bodies were stiff, and the weapons in their hands seemed to become extremely heavy, unable to resist the terrifying power from the ancient gods.

All barbarians can feel that they are completely unable to move under this power. The blood power in their bodies imprisons them, making them want to merge into the blood sea and become part of the blood sea of ​​the Lord of the Wilderness.

At this moment, the gods they believed in were about to devour their followers. The cries of children, the screams of women, and the roars of men were intertwined to form a chaotic and desperate picture.

The sea of ​​​​blood approached mercilessly. Facing this irresistible force, everyone in the barbarian tribe felt powerless and could only watch the sea of ​​​​blood coming.

"Lord of the Wasteland, how dare you!"

David snorted coldly when he saw this, and stood in front of the sea of ​​blood.

He quickly mobilized the power of his ice elemental soul, and the cold air surged.

As he moved, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and tiny ice crystals began to condense in the air, forming a strong cold current.

The Lord of the Wasteland's sea of ​​blood roared, trying to devour everything around it, but the power of ice was like an indestructible barrier, blocking the invasion of the sea of ​​blood.

David's eyes were calm, and he increased the output of the ice power. The ice crystals quickly condensed, forming a huge ice wall, sealing the blood sea within it.

The Lord of the Wasteland roared angrily in the blood sea. It felt the threat of the ice power, but David's ice power was extremely powerful, and even the Lord of the Wasteland could not easily break through.

The waves in the blood sea hit the ice wall again and again, but the ice wall did not move at all. Instead, it became thicker and stronger.

David knew that the sea of ​​​​blood must be completely frozen.

He took a deep breath, concentrated all his power on one point, and then released it violently. A dazzling blue light shot out and hit the center of the sea of ​​blood.

But suddenly, the ice suddenly exploded, and the sea of ​​blood once again transformed into the incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland, waving his hand to disperse the power of the ice.

"It's you, the human!"

The Lord of the Wasteland stared at David and suddenly roared.

He will never forget that the other party dared to sacrifice his incarnation and cut off the connection between him and the barbarians!

This made it successful at a much higher cost than before.

This time he chose to come in a clone, in addition to sacrificing the entire barbarian tribe to forcefully open a passage and let his divinity descend, just for revenge!

Now, if the other party takes the initiative to come forward, it couldn't be better!

"It's really me."

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Lord of Savagery!"

David's face was calm, and he suddenly activated the power of the Snow Demon's Soul.

The Lord of the Wasteland roared and was about to take action.

But at the next moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying ice power, which directly transformed into a field and pulled him into it.

"Is this... the breath of ice hell?"

The originally calm face of the Lord of the Wasteland suddenly showed a look of shock.

He never expected that the human beings in front of him could control the power of the Ice Hell, which only those pure hell creatures could activate!

In the realm of ice hell, David's power was greatly enhanced.

His figure loomed in the ice crystals and blizzards, as if he was integrated with this realm, full of ice and undead power.

After activating the original bloodline of the Snow Demon Soul, he has completely transformed into an ice hell creature. Coupled with the ice hell power he controlled through sacrifice before, he directly began to suppress the Lord of the Wilderness!

Although the Lord of the Wasteland is powerful, his power is greatly limited in this space dominated by ice.

David waved his hands to control the ice elements in the domain, forming sharp ice blades and launching continuous attacks at the Lord of the Wasteland.

The ice blades cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. Each one contained cold air that was enough to freeze the soul, and contained the power of ice hell!

Not to be outdone, the Lord of the Wasteland mobilized the power of his blood sea to try to break the shackles of this ice hell.

Blood-red energy surged around his body, causing a deafening explosion when it collided with the ice blade.

Every impact caused the temperature in the field to rise sharply, but David's ice power was always able to recover quickly and maintain the stability of the field.

The battle entered a fierce stage, and both men were doing their best.

Each of David's attacks is precise, and each of the Wasteland Lord's counterattacks is full of devastating power.

The space in the domain is constantly distorted, and the energy of ice and blood is intertwined, forming a magnificent battle scene, constantly trying to destroy the opponent.

Beast mark!

Ice Elemental Soul Mark!

The original bloodline of the ninth-level frost giant wolf!

David suddenly summoned all his strength.

In the spiritual world, talent marks light up one by one, overlapping each other.

Under the mark of animalization, the field of animalization is opened.

David's body began to be filled with the origin of the snow demon and the blood origin of the giant frost wolf at the same time, and the two combined into an ice wolf from the ice hell!

His power reached its peak at this moment, and the ice elements in the domain seemed to be summoned, frantically gathering towards the ice wolf.

The Lord of the Wasteland felt the growth of this power, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but more of it was anger.

He knew that he could not sit still and wait for death. The blood-red energy gathered in his hands and formed a huge blood sword, trying to break the shackles of the ice hell.

Boom boom boom——

Every swing brought up a bloody storm, which collided with the power of the ice wolf and made an earth-shattering sound.

But as the battle continued, David began to gain the upper hand.

He gathered all his icy power towards the wolf claws, and suddenly pierced out like a flash of lightning, penetrating the defense of the Lord of the Wasteland and piercing his body.

With a thunderous roar, the body of the Lord of the Wasteland began to collapse, turning into countless blood-red energy fragments, floating in the field of the Ice Hell.

"Sacrifice mark, open!"

David suddenly activated his own sacrifice mark.

A strange force enveloped those blood-red energy fragments, and directly started a sacrifice ceremony. The power of the Lord of the Wilderness was the sacrifice!

As David's sacrifice mark was activated, a mysterious force spread in the field of the Ice Hell.

Those blood-red energy fragments seemed to be summoned and began to slowly gather towards David.

His figure became taller and taller in the field, his eyes were closed, his mind was highly concentrated, and he was ready to accept the sacrifice brought by the power of the Lord of the Wilderness.

The power of the ritual began to operate under David's guidance, and his mental power was like a bottomless black hole, greedily absorbing those energy fragments.

Every time he absorbed it, he could feel his spiritual power rising and becoming stronger.

David's sacrificial mark exuded a soft light, which was in sharp contrast to the cold breath of the ice hell.

Wherever the light went, the energy fragments were purified and refined, and finally transformed into pure spiritual energy and integrated into David's consciousness.

Suddenly, David felt that he had inherited the sacrificial power in the body of the wasteland, and tried to connect with the soul of the barbarians in the dark.

Under David's guidance, this soul connection was connected with the soul of sacrifice, and the power of mutual resonance began to transform into a new power!

This power condensed in his spiritual world, forming a unique mark, which was his unique soul mark and could be used as a target for sacrifice.

In the future, the barbarians can use him as the object of sacrifice, and he can also give feedback to these believers through soul connection and give them power!

In the field.

His figure appeared in the air.

The sea of ​​blood has disappeared without a trace, leaving only the world of ice!

At this time, he turned into a barbarian, exuding a power that resonated with the blood of these barbarians, which stunned all the barbarians.

They were puzzled by the disappearance in the wilderness, and also puzzled by the barbarian blood power emanating from the figure in front of them.

The power from the blood and soul explained everything.

Could it be that this was the Lord of the Wilderness, the God of the Barbarians, that they truly believed in?