C112 (2/2)

One had to know that at this season, the number of leaves in the mountain could not possibly be too great. They had long since fallen and disappeared without a trace.

So many had fallen, it was as if the whole mountain's leaves had been blown off.

If so many strange things hadn't happened in the village during this kind of scene, and if the scene of the living sacrifice just now hadn't happened, I would have truly called this scene a miracle.

But... There were too many shadows in my heart. I didn't follow the villagers to kneel down, but carefully observed my surroundings to see if there was anything else that would happen.

The clashing sounds in the mountain and the screams continued. I knew that the mountain in the village could definitely be called strange. There were definitely many things that were hidden in the mountain.

It was because there were too many weird things in the mountain that they needed something to suppress them. What was the relation between the killing behavior of the villagers?

What did the scarecrows, birches, and skulls I saw in the mountains represent?

The so-called faith, was it also in the mountains?

Was it because of faith that he killed people, or was it because of killing people that he became a believer?

At this time, one of the villagers kneeling on the ground suddenly said:

”Everyone, look! There's blood on these leaves!”

As soon as I said those words, I could smell the scent of blood in the air. However, the smell of the blood didn't make me feel disgusted.

On the contrary, it seemed to carry the fragrance of a flower, the sweet smell of blood.

Looking at the leaves, there were indeed faint traces of blood stains, and they still looked quite fresh.

Above us, a strong wind swept all the leaves over, but there was no wind. That was the reason why the leaves were able to land here.

Was this also the effect of a living sacrifice?

I looked at Old God Wang behind me. His expression was still as calm as before. It seems that all of this was within his expectations.

In fact, in the field of metaphysics, there was nothing unexpected. This concept was very general.

After all, the Yin Yang Twin Realms originally had a thick barrier around them. Those who were still alive would not even be able to fully understand the affairs of the Yang World, much less the matters of the Yin World.

And no one will know what the chain reaction will be when you do it.

After all, this thing was truly too mysterious. It had to do with the times and people, and had to do with a type of mysterious realm.

You can only predict that something strange is going to happen, roughly.

Seeing Old God Wang's calm and composed look, there shouldn't be a big problem.

I soon discovered that the blood wasn't on the leaves. It was on the leaves, blown over by the wind.

At this moment, they were like small raindrops, gently falling on the leaves and falling on the bodies of the villagers.

Seeing the blood, the villagers became even more pious. They crazily kowtowed in the direction of the mountain, expressing their loyalty and begging.

Basically, he hoped that the gods would be able to remove the Ghost Being's protective barrier and let people see the hope of living.

Or hope that the gods will be able to exterminate evil spirits.

Where this rain of blood came from, no one knew. They only knew that it was blown down from the mountain, but no one knew where it came from.

The villagers also treated the blood rain as a kind of miracle and prayed.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a series of incantations behind me.

This wave of incantations came from the Old God Wang, but his voice was very soft, so I couldn't hear what he was saying.

Then, I saw him take out the knife in his hand, wipe it gently, and grip my hand tightly onto the knife.

Following that, the Old God Wang pulled the blade out from his clenched fist. Fresh blood immediately flowed out from his hand.

Bright red blood dripped to the ground as Old God Wang knelt on the ground and mixed his own blood with the blood of the two children.

Liu Qing also seemed to realize that he was powerless now that things have developed to this point. I don't know what the Old God Wang is going to do.

After all, he had not learned the Evil Theurgy encyclopedia.

Even I couldn't understand what he had learned, and he was even more confused.

But we both know that things have come to this, and we can't stop it.

Since the two children were already dead, there was no point in interfering now. The only option was to wait and see if Old God Wang could really release the shackles in the village.