The world enters the age of myth

The decoration of the room is classical and elegant, with glazed screens and silk-smooth curtains like waterfalls falling from the sky. In the corner due east, there is a bronze hollow table.

There are several carved-foot stools placed around it. If you look carefully, you will find that these furniture are all made of an unknown turtle shell.

There is also a light scent of incense burning in the corner of the room, which can boost the spirit and drive away evil spirits.

The humans discussing in the room, some sitting and some standing, are discussing issues.

They are fully two meters tall, with well-developed muscles and strong limbs. They wear a kind of clothing similar to the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, with various strange patterns painted on their faces and shoulders.

The middle-aged man at the head held a golden scepter with a lifelike sculpture of a nine-headed turtle inlaid on it. The turtle's eyes revealed a soul-stirring black light.

The weirdest thing is that there is an incandescent light shining directly above their room!

Seems a little out of place!

Although incandescent lamps are not a high-tech thing, they are very simple to produce and can be used as long as there is electricity.

However, incandescent lamps are not compatible with the decoration of this room... I don't know where this civilization came from.

In short, this strange civilization is not a real technological civilization. They do not have a professional scientific research team and only use some very simple technological creations, such as electric lights, telegraphs, and lighters. As for the principles, , in fact, it is a state of not knowing.

They just need to learn to use it.

One of the tall men suddenly remembered something and said, "Wang, there is a very important issue that needs to be discussed!"

"These days, I feel a vague sense of peeping. This kind of peeping is vague and appears from time to time, as if it comes from a very far away place. But I can't find where the peeping comes from..."

"Do you also have this strange feeling?" Wang, who was sitting in the middle, turned to look at the other person.

"Yes! I have it too. It comes from the sky, high above our reach."

The middle-aged man holding the Hydra scepter drooped his eyelids and sat on a chair thinking: "Could it be humans from the native world who are peeping at us through technological creations?"

They naturally also know the existence of technological creations, and they naturally know the practicality of technological creations.

"It is possible... but according to our surveys these days, it seems that there is no longer a population in the native world."

"Either they are hiding in a very hidden place and we cannot detect them in time."

"Either...there may be risks here that we haven't discovered yet, or even the evil god's spying."

The middle-aged man in Pharaoh costume said: "Do you want to ask Nubi for help? If this continues, our shelter time will be insufficient... We must find more humans to have more shelter time."

Everyone in the room fell silent.

Nightmare Curse.

Yes, they also know that there is a nightmare curse in this world!

The bugs, reptiles, and fish caught so far are just a drop in the bucket.

"We lack sacrifices... There are not enough sacrifices. In five days, we will sacrifice people's lives to resist the curse of this world."

After discussing for a while, more than a dozen people finally made up their minds and walked towards the altar.

This strange civilization can be called...

"Nubian Civilization"!

The so-called "Nubi" is the god in their belief!

This god is not an illusory creation, but a god that truly exists and can communicate!

It is precisely because of the existence of the Nubi God that even though the Nubi civilization did not master real high technology, did not have a sufficient professional team, and was not highly productive, they were still almost impoverished and survived until now.

And they are confident that they can thrive on Yanghe in the future, fight against different civilizations, and win the final victory!

The class divisions of the Nubi civilization are very clear. The supreme leader is naturally the "king" holding the nine-headed turtle scepter and the royal family members behind him. He controls the power of sacrifice, religion and part of the military power.

Next are the 12 pharaohs, the noble class, each of whom controls mysterious supernatural powers.

They assumed military power.

Next are the vast number of ordinary people, who are engaged in ordinary handicrafts and agricultural production activities to provide the upper class with food, clothing, housing and transportation. Without the production links of the common people, the nobles would not be able to survive.

The lowest status was the slave.

These slaves were usually captured from other civilizations, or civilians who committed serious crimes and were demoted as slaves.

Slaves lived a precarious life, and they were not only used for work, but also had a very important purpose-sacrifice!

God needs blood to respond.

Five minutes later, the group hurried to the central auditorium of the Turtle Ship, preparing to hold a small-scale sacrificial event.

A large number of common people followed the king, and when they heard that the royal family was going to hold a sacrificial ceremony, everyone's eyes turned red and they shouted wildly.

"Noopy! Noopy! Noopy!"

Nubi is their god.

A god who has protected them until now and everyone believes in.

The fervent cheers and prayers shook the ground slightly.

Naturally, there are many superpowers in this civilization. They have many powers, including the power of the 12 pharaohs, which were given to them by "Nubi". Naturally, ordinary people also want such gifts. (Occasionally, there will be natural existence and the birth of superpowers with strong soul power, which is considered to be a gift from the gods.)

Even ordinary people know that the world they are currently in has a strange nightmare curse, and once they fall asleep, they cannot wake up. But it doesn't matter. As long as there are enough sacrifices for Nubi to shelter, everything will not be a problem.

They are able to survive until now, and they are full of vitality, all relying on the protection of Nubi God.

The king holding the nine-headed turtle scepter is named Akara.

He walked up to the altar step by step with heavy steps and a serious expression.

After waving the golden scepter, everyone present fell silent.

Above the altar, there is a strange golden creation that looks like a brazier. There is a deep darkness permeating the brazier, bottomless, as if just looking at it will suck your soul into it.

No matter how many times he comes into contact with him, Akara will always have a frightening feeling of worship... It is a being whose level is far higher than that of human beings, making people unable to resist any thoughts.

Akara knew deeply that this god named "Nubi" was different from the one in his previous religious beliefs.

It doesn't have to be a true "nuby".

Maybe it's... fake.

The darkness in front of them is cold and ruthless. It does not require faith or the love of the people. It is even impossible to help their race for free.

All it needs is "life"!

Just like the "Philosopher's Stone" in the alchemist's legend, in the transaction with this darkness, life can be exchanged for everything!

All transactions follow the basic intention of equal exchange.

In the dark fog, Akara saw a mysterious number: 5. There was a shadow like an hourglass around it, slowly counting the time.

That is the number that was retained after the last exchange of equal value.

5, which is equivalent to the time this mysterious darkness protects them from the nightmare curse. All Nubians, as long as they sleep in the turtle ship, will not be cursed during these five days.

This number will become smaller every day. If the number reaches zero, it means that all of them will be attacked by the nightmare curse and die on this mysterious planet.

They had no means of refuge.

Only by continuing to offer sacrifices can we continue to receive help from this mysterious power.

But the price required for the sacrifice was so great that they were already worried.

Not having enough extra lives for sacrifice means having to consume their people, their people.

Not many civilians voluntarily died. After the civilians died, who would do the work? Civilians involve soldiers and all aspects of society, and are not comparable to slaves.

And their population is not too large, only fifteen thousand.

One day's shelter requires the lives of 30-50 people!

"Nubi, Nubi, if you are our god, why do you use such greedy methods to test us?!"

Akara was not a devout believer, and he seriously doubted that if other humans came to this altar to offer sacrifices, they might be able to get a response.

The mysterious darkness is not the deity of religious texts at all. It's probably just an evil god that exists inexplicably.

Except for himself and the 12 pharaohs under his command, other minor nobles also don't know this truth... Yes, so what? Even if it is an evil god, so what if it can be used rationally?

"Without its power, we would probably all be wiped out!"

"Asiba la Talado! Kalama!"

Akala muttered to herself, waving her scepter and chanting, her voice getting louder and louder.

The common people below became more and more fanatical, kowtowing crazily on the ground one by one. The pressure from the underworld rose from the altar, and they felt that their spirits were trembling, and they kept kowtowing and worshiping.

After about half an hour, the fanatical ceremony ended and all the sacrifices were presented.

Akara's Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed. He asked nervously: "God! God Nubi, the greatest god, I have a question for you... Are there any living people in this world besides us? Humanity?"

This question is very important, it means the sacrificial ceremony in 5 days!

There were not enough slaves on hand, so they wanted to capture other humans to use in sacrifices. That's what they've always done.