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"Yagneg! Yagneg!"

"God said."

"I swear by my eternal life."

"The knees will bow down to me."

"Wankou will admit it to me."

"The brilliance of God shines upon the mystery hidden in the eternal age."

"Strengthen our hearts."

"The mystery is now revealed."

"And according to eternal life, Yagnegg's order."

"The books of the prophets instruct the people of all nations and convince them."

"Forever."

"Yagneg! Yagneg!"①

The crisp and ethereal voices of the fish people echoed in the fish skin tent, creating a holy atmosphere. In this atmosphere, even though she was as careless as Senior Sister Colmar, she also showed a serious expression.

Although Zheng Qing does not have much research on religion, he can get in touch with a lot on weekdays because of his occult knowledge. Based on the hymns sung by the little fish people, he could easily determine that the deity worshipped by these wandering fish people was called ‘Yagneg’.

The following words of the old murloc also proved this.

"Yagneg! Our God!"

It praised with a deep aria, and then the voice returned to normal, introducing the guests: "When we wander, He protects us from being chased by demons, from being disturbed by wizards, and from being teased by dragons... But we stop. In his footsteps, he wore a dragon skin cloak and sat in the shrine for a nap."

"Yagneg! Our god!" The little fishmen sang together.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but shivered.

Supported by the two little murlocs, the old murloc priest stood up tremblingly, leaning on a bone stick, and walked to the side of the long case. Zheng Qing only noticed at this time that beside the long case was a stone platform more than one meter high, covered with a large and heavy cloak. From the perspective of the guests, he could only see the foot of the cloak. Ruler Xu stone base.

The wizard realized that this is probably the ‘shrine’ that the old murloc just mentioned. That cloak should be the dragon skin cloak, and the ‘Yagneg’ is under the cloak.

The murloc worshiper walked to the stone platform and lifted up his shabby robe, revealing two skinny naked knees. There was no more flesh around the knees, only the wrinkled blue-black skin was visible.

The old murloc dropped the bone stick, pushed away the little murloc who was supporting it, knelt down laboriously, and tapped a few heads in front of the stone platform.

Then grabbed the bone stick and stood up slowly and firmly.

During this process, the two little murlocs always stood quietly behind it, without making a sound or stepping forward to support them, like two stone sculptures.

"Holy dragon skin cloak!" The old priest walked slowly to the stone platform, stroked the cloak, and chanted: "Guardian of the secret of the gods! Block the blasphemous eyes! Waiting for the arrival of holiness!"

After singing, it waved its bone staff and raised its dragon skin cloak to reveal the stone platform below.

Said it is a stone platform, it is actually a stone armchair-the stone is blue-gray, the stone surface is rough, and yellow-green moss and water erosion markings can be seen faintly on the edge. Zheng Qing very suspects that this chair is these stray fish It was built temporarily after people came to the polder market.

Because of its weight, these murlocs cannot wander around carrying it.

And on the stone chair is the ‘Yagneg’, the **** of these wandering fishers—the Skull of Yagneg, to be precise.

A huge octopus skull is placed on the chair, the upper part is a human skull, and the lower part is crawling with eight octopus tentacles. After the cloak was opened, the tentacles that were originally ‘sleeping’ came ‘wake up’ and wriggled feebly on the stone platform.

A small stone plate is installed on the head of the armrest on both sides of the stone chair.

The plate was filled with a light golden-yellow flood oil, like solidified beeswax. The old murloc sacrifice took out a few pieces of dry moss from his sleeve and threw them onto the plate.

call! call!

The blue-black flame stood up suddenly, twisted and danced in the stone pan.

The old murloc didn’t stop, and kept groping out all kinds of things from his sleeves-palm-sized leaves, grass tied with fish tendons, broken tortoise shells, blackened bones, and even two towers. Luo card.

After these messy things fell into the stone tray, a thick blue-white smoke appeared from the tray, and the young wizards who had already adapted to the air in the tent could not help but cough in low voices.

"Who wants to watch fate."

The old murloc turned to look at the young wizards and reminded: "The **** does not have to be a believer of Yagnegg, but he must be barefoot, bare knees, and bare hands to show piety."

The witches looked at each other and took a half step back.

Xiao Xiao took a step forward without hesitation, planning to be the first person to eat crabs.

The old murloc nodded slightly, placed the bone stick with the dragon skin cloak on the side of the table, and then stepped forward, struggling to hold up the octopus skull on the chair, and looked at Xiao Xiao:

"Sit up."

Xiao Xiao put away the notebook in his hand, struggling to climb up a slightly higher chair. When he sat in, the whole figure seemed to be stuck in a deep pit. Zheng Qing could see him trying to tap the ground with his toes, but he couldn't reach it. This made the publicly-funded students laugh secretly.

The two little murlocs who had originally stood behind the old murloc came out more and more, each holding a small bowl and walking to Xiao Xiao.

A bowl filled with brightly colored fish roe, a soft ball, wrapped in seaweed, still steaming.

The other bowl contained a milky viscous liquid that looked suspicious.

"Use them." The old murloc ordered.

Xiao Xiao picked up the ball of roe with two fingers, sniffed it, and swallowed it with his neck up. Then he picked up the bowl of ‘milk’ and sniffed for a long time, his face was full of stunned and disgusted expressions.

"What is this?" Xiao Xiao looked at the old priest and confirmed.

"Essence of Yagnegg," the murloc priest replied.

The doctor rolled his eyes, pinched his nose, and poured the essence of the octopus skull into his mouth: "...I hope the result will not disappoint."

He muttered vaguely.

"I won't try this kind of divination if I kill you." Colmar whispered to Zheng Qing's ear, "I know why this method of divination was rejected by mainstream wizards...By the way, your hunter is so brave !"

Jiang Yu sternly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stood beside Zheng Qing, and covered Poseidon's eyes with his hands to prevent it from aiming randomly. This made the little fox a little irritable, his paws and tail flapping wildly. But the witch insisted on covering her eyes.

Zheng Qing was too late to comment on the bravery of the doctor and the reaction of the two witches.

Because after Xiao Xiao ate the two ‘sacrifices’, the old murloc buckled the octopus skull in his hand on the doctor’s head with a completely different agility.

The huge skull completely engulfed Xiao Xiao's upper body, and his whole body was funny with only two legs left.

Immediately, the eight tentacles of the octopus skull shook violently like an electric shock, stretched straight, then slumped, and then shook again. The whole process didn't last long until a satisfied sigh came from the black hole of the octopus skull:

"what……"

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