The palms covered the surface of the stairs outside the altar, and I could feel a cold and rough feeling.

As he thought, this row of steps was not completely vertical, it had a certain inclination angle, and at least the first half of the soles could vaguely step on part of it.

The drums became louder and louder in my ears, and the rumbling sound seemed to hit the heart one after another, making people feel uncontrollably trance.

When Zhu Jue climbed halfway through, he found that the patterns surrounding the altar seemed a little different. They appeared in the obscure dark green color under the night before, but after the drums and the bonfire were ignited, the surface of these patterns seemed to be burned by flames, and a special luster began to appear.

Pick~ Pick~

Sweet ~~~

The raindrops fell on Zhu Jue's hands, on his head, and even in everything around him.

At first it was just a few drops, and then the rain expanded in just a few seconds.

This heavy rain came very suddenly. The darkness in the depths of the woodland watered by the rain had not been washed away, but became deeper.

When Zhu Jue climbed to the altar more than 20 meters high, thunder was sounding, and a flash of lightning fell into the woodland deeper in the mountain. He subconsciously turned his eyes to that place. With the flash of lightning in an instant, he seemed to see some swaying black objects, but because it was a fleeting thing, he could not check it carefully.

Turn your eyes back to the platform at the top of the altar in front of you.

The people who came up had already finished the arrangement here. Several people gathered around the bonfire and were throwing some black sticky objects into it. Zhu Jue frowned and looked at it a few more times, but he could not tell what it was.

Zhu Jue stood by a pillar, standing with a few other black-robed men watching like him, his eyes looking at the top of the Metasequoia tree around him, which was flush with the top of the altar.

The man in black robe put the bamboo basket on the altar and found a wooden stick about half a person tall from somewhere, with a fist-sized goat skull carved on it.

His right hand held the middle part of the wooden stick, pointing diagonally towards the night sky, and his left hand made a dragging action.

The hood was blown back by the wind, revealing the head that was shrouded below.

"It seems like a strong man..."

Zhu Jue looked at the bare "brown egg" with no hair and covered with black spells, and his vigilance towards the guy in front of him suddenly increased a lot.

After maintaining this position for about ten seconds, the man began to chant a mantra that Zhu Jue couldn't understand.

For a moment, the sound of wind, rain, thunder, and the stinging sound of the rain pouring on the strange bonfire and the singing of the person in front of him mixed together. Zhu Jue looked at the guys next to him who seemed to have heard some natural sound and were immersed in it, and could only barely follow them to show a happy expression.

The bald man with POSE suddenly stopped singing, put the wooden stick in his hand on the table, and couldn't wait to lift the black cloth covered with the bamboo basket. Zhu Jue's eyes narrowed and he watched him reach his hand directly into the bamboo basket.

More than a dozen slender tentacles like leeches put on his palms, and then a ball of black and constantly squirming and changing shape appeared in his hands, and was finally raised by him above his head.

Blood suddenly overflowed from the positions where the tentacles were placed, and the amount of bleeding was extremely large. It should be that the person's artery had been cut by the tentacles, but he had maintained his original posture and seemed to have no sense of the changes in his body.

A drop of blood was wrapped in wind and rain and blown to Zhu Jue's left cheek. The pungent bloody smell made him frown subconsciously, and the skin contaminated by the blood was twisted. The scavenger easily swallowed the eyesless blood dripping.

And the wind and rain naturally could not just blow away this drop of blood. In fact, several blood lines floating deep into the jungle soon appeared in Zhu Jue's sight.

A bloodline was smeared on the head of the goat at the top of the altar, and a red light suddenly appeared in the dark green eyes.

A blood thread fell on a cult next to him. He lifted up his black robe and sucked it hard, which made Zhu feel disgusted.

There was also a bloodline that crossed the altar and the surrounding metasequoia trees, and floated towards the darkness further away by the wind and rain.

......

There is something black in the depression somewhere in the jungle.

It was not a tree, it was a big and black thing. It just squatted there, as if waiting for something, and its arms were squirming and stretching... When it touched the bloodline in the wind and rain, it was like a hunting dog that smelled the smell of blood, and a vulture that smelled the rotten corpse, its movement became more and more intense.

The black one that appeared in the woods, with many ropes, sticky, and like a tree, climbed up from the depression, and crawled up on the ground with its hooves, mouth and snake-like arms.

......

Me~~~

A special sound rang throughout the valley at this moment.

The goat's scream?

Zhu Jue looked up at the direction where the sound came, and there was a huge black shadow approaching!

The few men in black robe next to them trembled like sieves, not because of fear, but because of their incomparable excitement.

The man in the black robe holding the ball of black meat in front continued to sing after hearing the sound. This time the tone was longer, as if people often dragged out the tone when calling their pets.

Zhu Jue's eyes had long been focused on the black shadow. He finally understood why the altar was so tall... because that guy was so big that it was a bit exaggerated!

The body close to 15 meters high looks like a huge clump, with unknown numbers of black whip-shaped tentacles of varying lengths on the clump. There are huge mouths around the clump. Not just one, but it surrounds the entire clump, and green mucus is constantly dripping from it.

Below its body, there are huge hooves, which can stand on it. Its body is outlined like a tree: its thick and short feet are trunks, and its tentacles are crowns. From it, it emits a foul smell like a tomb being dug up.

Zhu Jue looked silently at this huge monster that he had never seen before and crushed one Metasequoia tree after another, walked from the darkness to the clearings in the forest, and finally stopped beside the altar.

The stout tentacle tips could already touch the edge of the top of the altar and kept swaying in front of them.

The buzzing in my mind has not stopped since the beginning.

The strong danger warning made him realize that the guy in front of him was definitely different from any monster of spiritual pollution that he had seen before. Even the bear monster that appeared in his mind several times could not be compared with it, regardless of body shape or anything else!

At some point Zhujue even thought of retreating to continue pretending to be a cult and spending the night safely, but he soon rejected it himself.
Chapter completed!