The sea breeze howls.

The water is surging.

On an island.

A soul-stirring roar was coming from the center of the island. The sound only made people feel thrilling. There was a huge pressure rising in the heart, fearing that someone who was not good would be eaten by the owner of the sound.

Devour.

island.

A group of people wearing strange clothes, with countless strange colorful patterns painted on their naked upper bodies, were gathering in the middle of the village on the island, discussing something.

Among them, the leader, a middle-aged man, tilted his head and listened carefully to the roar before speaking: "The voice of the Holy Beast is full of murderous intent and anxiety. Is it because we have eaten its blood recently?"

Not enough offerings?"

Blood food offering!

This is a kind of offering that the elders in the village have started to make since the sacred beast appeared in the village over the years. It is used to pray to each other, pray for good weather, pray for peace in the village, and pray for everyone to be healthy and live a long life.

It's just that things like good weather and good weather have always been unpredictable and difficult to tell, and the response given by the holy beast after receiving the blood meal was not like this.

Good weather?

It doesn't care about this. If it doesn't go well, the world will be turned upside down, causing everyone in the village to feel panic. But even so, no one in the village fled and left the island.

It is regarded as a sacred beast and a totem.

The reason is that there is only one, and it gives them what they expect most.

That is power!

To be precise, it was caused by the blood from previous injuries seeping into the pool water.

The reason why they were called holy was because these people discovered that the lake water where the holy beast was located could cure all diseases, and some people were able to get a strange and fiery power from the water. Later, some people learned about this fiery power after practicing martial arts.

It's called internal force.

Among those who were more profoundly affected, their original temperaments and thoughts began to change, and even their bodies also experienced slight changes.

Strength can bring wealth and power.

Everyone knows this simplest point of view.

So even though in the past few years, the holy beast that had been sleeping in the lake woke up, became violent, and needed a lot of blood food, this group of people did it without hesitation and prepared for the holy beast.

The world is in chaos.

For them, there are too many candidates who can be sacrificed to the holy beast as blood food.

If it's a war, that would be better.

"But we have just made the sacrifice, so I'm afraid the amount of blood food this time is not enough."

One of them whispered back after hearing the words, expressing his worries: "If this continues, I'm afraid it's not an option."

"waste!"

"If you don't know enough, then go and grab it! Go and grab it!"

"If that's not enough, I will give you as a sacrifice to the priest as a blood sacrifice to the Holy Beast!"

The middle-aged man at the head couldn't help but became furious. He knocked him to the ground with a wooden stick in his hand. His eyes slowly turned blood red as spittle flew everywhere. After discovering that his situation was different, the man finally stopped.

He suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and murmured: "The power of the Holy Beast is getting more and more violent. If this continues, I am afraid that the first problems will arise among those of us who have been endowed with power."

"..."

The man who was knocked to the ground could only tremble and tremble, not daring to resist at all. He was really afraid that the person in front of him would sacrifice him to the Holy Beast, so he could only get up quickly and stand aside with respect and bowed his head.

promise.

only……

The man with his head lowered was very confused in his heart.

Is that monster in the mountain behind the village really a holy beast?

In the stories he had heard since he was a child, he had never seen that holy beast that lived on blood. Its scarlet mouth, its ferocious teeth, its bloodthirsty eyes, and its ruthless indifference.

It only made people feel chilled all over. Even if he closed his eyes, he would dream of the fear and despair in the eyes of those people who were sacrificed to the monster as blood food when he slept at night.

What kind of horror would it be to watch yourself being eaten alive?

He has a rather sad feeling about things hurting others.

And more people in their village are praying for the power given by that monster.

people.

How could it become like this?

This is no longer a human being!

They no longer have any humanity left.

If this continues, the people in the entire village will transform into monsters that are neither human nor ghosts, and become evil things that work for tigers. They seem to no longer regard themselves as human beings, but have become another species. They will gather together to surround each other.

Sing strangely to the monster around the lake in order to receive a vague response to the sacrificial prayer.

They think it is God.

They have received God's guidance and are God's chosen people, no longer humans.

But how is this possible from a man’s perspective?

As the chief culprit of this, even if the holy beast is a dragon, it is just a demon dragon. Those who respond to them will not be gods, but only evil spirits.

The man felt that this situation should be changed, and the village should not continue to indulge in this.

But what kind of method can solve this matter?

Will those people in the world who are always prone to disputes not even recognize themselves because of the power of this demonic dragon? Moreover, the man has a vague illusion that there is a more terrifying existence behind the demonic dragon.

Like where does it come from?

Where was it before?

What is the purpose of appearing in this world? What kind of disaster will it bring to the people of this land? Once the island cannot restrain and trap the magic dragon and let it rush towards the Central Plains, then I'm afraid...

It's a pity that his knowledge is too shallow after all, and he can only feel faintly worried, and he doesn't know how to solve the problem at hand. He can only act according to his own intuition from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to leak what happened on the island.

Let the world's greatest hero, who has a destiny, come to the island and slay this demonic dragon.

But now, he could only bite the bullet and take people by boat to the coast, and capture many people back to the island to make blood sacrifices.

at the same time.

In the forbidden area on the island, the water in the lake rippled.

Amid the bursts of water splashes, a huge and ferocious dragon head emerged from the lake on the surface of the water.

Eyelids open.

Golden vertical pupils appeared.

His cold and merciless gaze glanced across, he opened his big mouth, and roared out with a roar.

Suddenly!!!

The lake is shaking!

Stir up huge waves several meters high!

Amidst the crackling sound, a mist of water arose.

And it seemed that just when the dragon seemed to be going crazy, a clear and pleasant sound of bells continued to enter his ears, accompanied by bursts of strange chanting.

I saw that the lake was surrounded by bells that had been hung for some time. There were one bell at a distance of three feet, and there were hundreds of bells jingling in a circle. And under these bells, there were people who had been sitting there for all these years.

Because the people who had absorbed the power of the demonic dragon were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, and they were constantly singing strange chants from their mouths.

Listening to the content of the chants, it seems that they are Buddhist scriptures, but the strange thing is that these chants are completely opposite to Buddhist chants. Instead of the brightness and grandeur of Buddhism, they are full of strange and gloomy mysteries.

Under this situation, the demon dragon became strangely quiet.

Close your eyes.

Then it sank silently into the water, and a series of bubbles emerged.

…

Snap!

The pipe in his hand broke inexplicably.

Xiao Sanxiao, who was left with a bald forehead and a few white hairs all around, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and felt an uneasy thought swirling and struggling in his heart.

"wrong!"

"This feeling!"

"This inexplicable depression comes from my heart!"

"This feeling is so similar to the Battle of the Gods, isn't it!!!"

"I'm going to suffer!"
Chapter completed!