Chapter 31 Sacrifices
"I want to take revenge."
Kobayashi fell to the ground, feeling embarrassed, her pretty face full of hatred.
"What can you do to be a thief!"
A sigh came slowly.
"Are you here to intercept me? Qin Shihuang was indeed traitorous." Xiaolin's face was full of despair, "Thousands of years ago, he betrayed my father and dismembered me; today, he betrayed me again and killed me, pity my mother, and all his efforts were put into trouble."
"I'm not here to intercept you." Chen Xu's old body was a little tired. Even if he was supported by Suleiman, he was still a little tired. This was a manifestation of his lack of energy.
"I'm just here to invite you to watch the ceremony."
"Watch the ceremony!" Kobayashi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she was not here to kill her.
"Yes, sacrifice, sacrifice to me, I need someone to witness. This person was originally Qin Shihuang, but now it is you."
Sacrifice is a major event, which means that Chen Xu takes the first step from man to god. According to tradition, this requires someone to watch the ceremony, not other purposes, but just customs.
"Okay, I'll go and watch the ceremony." Xiaolin said to Chen Xu.
"Let's go."
Then, Suleiman supported Chen Xu, and behind them was Xiaolin, and behind them were the Terracotta Warriors and Five Hundred Terracotta Warriors.
There is a county town in front, and there are no other ones. There are two missionaries, who are Catholics, and there are hundreds of soldiers. They can be used to test the blades of the Terracotta Warriors.
"I say to you, your ragged Terracotta Warriors can't beat modern firearms at all." Kobayashi mocked Chen Xu and others: "And you, the old man, have become like this, and you still have to come to fight, and you are not afraid of losing your life."
"These firearms can't do anything to me," Chen Xu said lightly.
The county town is dilapidated, and with Chen Xu's eyesight, he can see it clearly. Since his life span was removed, he has become dizzy, which is not based on his will.
I didn't think I was laughing at Qin Shihuang at that time, but now I'm going out for a walk, but I'm deeply hurting it.
"It is imperative to hold the first sacrifice." Chen Xu said in his heart.
"Teacher, we're here." Suleiman said respectfully.
He understood the teacher's physical condition, so his voice was much louder than usual.
"Let's start." Chen Xu said.
The five hundred terracotta soldiers and horses behind came out in a row as if they had received orders.
At this time, the county town opposite also discovered the enemy, and the melodious bells kept ringing.
But in a moment, five hundred Terracotta Warriors and Horses came under the city wall, and sporadic gunfire sounded.
The gun hit the Terracotta Warriors and made holes in the body of the Terracotta Warriors, and earth and rocks splashed everywhere, but soon, the holes in the Terracotta Warriors recovered on their own.
Because it was late, the people above couldn't see the situation below at all. They only knew that someone was coming to attack the city.
The continuous wars made most soldiers develop a vigilant instinct.
"You don't even bring siege equipment, you are so funny." Kobayashi despised him later.
"There is no need for siege equipment." Now it is not the later generations. Although there is a bit of atmosphere in later generations, things like the city wall still exist. But does he need siege equipment?
"Let me go."
"Oh!" Suleiman said oh and let go of Chen Xu.
Chen Xu opened his hands and embraced the world. The five elements beads of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements are running around. However, these five elements beads are a bit illusory and dull.
"Control the soil." Chen Xu whispered.
Although the innate Five Elements of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth has been separated from orthodox and belonged to the side sect after he added changes in nature, he can easily do it after obtaining the Tao of Qin Shihuang and changing his characteristics temporarily.
A tragic sound of the city wall collapsed in an instant. The bad luck was buried in the soil. If the luck was good, he could dodge it and was later killed by the Terracotta Warriors.
When Chen Xu saw this scene, his slightly drunk eyes narrowed, "The Terracotta Warriors and Horses are dead objects after all, and they are invincible in the battle on the battlefield, but..."
"But that's good, and you don't need to hold back when you arrive in Japan."
After a while, the screams became louder and louder, and often accompanied by surprise, which made Chen Xu feel a little annoyed, "Okay, I guess the group of people were scared, we can go in."
Terracotta Warriors are dead objects. They cannot distinguish between good and evil, and cannot distinguish between enemies and people. They only know how to act according to orders and cannot accept too complicated orders.
Chen Xu ordered the Terracotta Warriors to gather all the people in the county, and ordered the Terracotta Warriors to circle the two missionaries of the church.
When he heard the missionaries constantly pronounced "God Blessing" in English and prayed to God, he couldn't help but smile.
"In the near future, your souls will fall and become part of me."
He told the two missionaries in English, and then looked at them in fear and laughed.
There were dead bodies on the ground, missionaries stood in the middle, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses on the outside, and there were people outside, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one.
Chen Xu glanced at the fear of peasants, workers, gentry, and scholars, and sighed.
The Terracotta Warriors and Horses, the army of Qin Shihuang, swept across the six countries, became synonymous with fear at this time. They were like Egyptian mummies, and when they were dead objects, people liked it and were curious about it. When it really appeared, people were only afraid.
The Terracotta Warriors are even worse than mummies. Mummies often appear in myths and legends, but the Terracotta Warriors are much less famous.
"Let's get started."
Chen Xu walked up gently, looking indifferently at the corpses and two trembling missionaries.
"Teacher, what should I call you?" Suleiman said respectfully.
"Lord." Chen Xu said coldly. The first god-killer was Moses, the second was Jesus, and the third was him. Perhaps there were other god-killers in it, but the loser was not necessary to be remembered.
They all use the Lord as their name for walking in the world, why can't he, Chen Xu?
Suleiman's body trembled and opened the Black Sutra of the Undead. Interestingly, the two missionaries seemed to understand their next fate and actually began to pray.
"Praise you, the great Lord..."
"Our Father who walks in heaven..."
Suleiman and the missionary prayers rang together.
The scarlet light emerged from nothingness, as if this sacrifice touched a certain rule in the dark and formed a force projection.
"The sun and the moon move because of you, and the underworld exists because of you..."
“…Save us from sin, for kingdom, authority, glory, are all yours….”
The scarlet lights were irritable and restless, and they seemed to be unable to wait.
"Amen!"
"Amen!"
The prayer was completed, and the scarlet light gradually covered all the dead bodies and expanded.
When the missionary saw such a strange scene, he screamed instinctively. Even the people outside were full of ugly things, some were wailing, some were afraid, some were crying, tears and urine flying together, and their voices and screams were dancing together.
In an instant, a mysterious force contacted Chen Xu, and they rushed into Chen Xu's body in a wild posture, like thieves, without the consent of the master.
Chen Xu jumped up, his body quickly recovered from youthfulness, his skin was smooth and flawless, brighter than before, and his power returned to his body.
The bodies of the two missionaries were covered with red light, and they screamed and shouted loudly in vain.
The body was weak and became a pile of bones in the blink of an eye. Their souls were also digested by the red light and penetrated into Chen Xu's body.
When Suleiman saw this scene in front of him, he was afraid, envious, and more happy.
When he held the first sacrifice ceremony, he knew that his sacrifice had been completed.
"Strength." Chen Xu shouted to the sky.
The power of sacrifice to oneself is much stronger and more complicated than the power of sacrifice to the god of death Anubis. This power is not as docile as the power of the god of death Anubis. On the contrary, it is very violent and uncontrollable.
Chen Xu tried hard to gather his strength, but he still felt his blood erupting, and his whole body seemed to be about to explode.
This feeling is not very wonderful.
The powerful force hit his mind over and over again. He felt that he wanted to vent. He felt that he had been suppressed for too long and urgently needed to vent.
But he understood that he could not vent, he could not surrender to this feeling, and this power was also an external demon to him.
"The dragon stings still sounds silently, and he listens to the heart. His spirit is silent and angrily, and the dragon stings still wakes up even though he sleeps."
Gradually, Chen Xu relaxed his control of power and his mind fell into a state of half-sleeping and half-awake.
He let this force be violent and no matter how he attacks, I remained firm.
Before he knew it, Chen Xu heard a sentence from the Nine Yang Divine Art: "He lets him be strong, the breeze caresses the hills; he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river."
This power is the breeze, and his heart is the hill. No matter how powerful the breeze is, it cannot blow down the hill.
The mind is silent and the thoughts are not aroused. No matter how powerful the external demon is, it cannot provoke the internal demon, it is all illusion.
Gradually, the power calmed down, and the red light outside condensed into Chen Xu's mind, turning into an illusory six-faced crystal, blood-red and weird.
"Teacher." Suleiman looked at the teacher carefully.
"I'm fine." Chen Xu suddenly opened his eyes, "You did a good job today's ceremony, but I don't have the strength to give you back for the moment, so you have resentment."
"Disciple has no resentment." Suleiman hurriedly said: "It was the teacher who led Suleiman into the gate of this magical world. It was too late for the disciple to be grateful to the teacher, so how could he resent the teacher?"
After pausing, Suleiman said again: "My teacher, my god."
"Very good." Chen Xu nodded with satisfaction and looked around. Unconsciously, the people outside, regardless of gentry, students, farmers, soldiers, all knelt down, either fear, uneasy, pious, or hope.
Chapter completed!