Chapter 1567 (2/2)

”To morsey's mother!”

”Oh, oh

The campfire leaped out of Mars. The tribes around the fire beat the drum of huantuo and danced around the fire in a strange and mysterious way.

In this continent, the culture of each tribe is different. Except for the common totem worship and ancestor worship, all the cultural differences are reflected in the appearance of totem, the rhythm of dance and drum beat.

The sorcerer uttered the incantation, like rap, reached for a handful of powder in the bone vessel and threw it into the bonfire. In a group of people screaming like cheers, the flame bang a crisp sound, burst the green flame.

If you want to use a sentence to describe the people living here, it is lagging behind the advanced coexisting.

The village of morsi tribe is very large. Most of the buildings are tents. This is to adapt to the hunting life on the prairie. With the movement of deer herd and the depletion of surrounding fruits, they will continue to move. However, the primitive does not mean that they are absolutely backward. Like many survivors living in the surrounding areas of Wanghai City, they will use modern weapons, and they will not be unfamiliar with some high-tech technologies only available in Mombasa.Two tribal soldiers carrying rifles brought two slaves tied to their hands and feet. Their skin color is light and their muscles are swollen. One is probably from central Europe and the other is from Slavic. In this era, blood feud can be used to describe the relationship between the two.

”Knife.”

Speaking rudely in French, the black soldiers gave each of them a knife and then released their shackles. The rest of the tribesmen formed a circle around the two, shouting strange words excitedly.

With two low shouts, the two slaves jumped up, and both sides saw despair in each other's pupils.

No one can survive.

The weak are killed, and the heart of the strong is sacrificed.

It's to celebrate the harvest and pray for the next hunt. Containers filled with ammunition were placed not far from the totem pole, before opening the gifts given to them by the morsi ancestors.

In order to offer sacrifices to their ancestors and to receive their blessing, every Morse will be present at this moment.

At last, China and Europe have won the duel. The Slavs pressed him under them, and the knife in their hands went down his throat.

”We're dead, we're all dead,” said the central European in a hoarse voice as he grasped the blade with both hands and watched the blood drop by drop. Gasping for breath, he said in a hoarse voice, ”they will first drain your blood, and then dig out your heart in front of you and put it on which altar...”

Just then, there seemed to be a sound in the air.

Of course, the two people who were surrounded by thousands of tribesmen could not hear the voice, but many people standing outside the crowd still raised their heads and looked at the dark sky.

”Shh, listen carefully. It's the voice of our ancestors. He's teaching us.”

Someone said that.

Two aurora-20 are cruising in the sky two meters above.

”This is hunter-1. We've detected the source...”

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