I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Chapter 137 The Living Sacrifice

After the day's gladiatorial fight, everyone returned to their residences, and no one was in the mood to talk about it.

The personality of this West Asian God is uncertain, and they don't even understand why he did that today.

Only Julian could probably guess one thing in his heart. He guessed that the God of West Asia probably thought that the man won too easily, and what he wanted to see was a wonderful gladiatorial fight, not a crushing victory.

Julian secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling more and more disgusted with this West Asian God in his heart.

With what the gentle man said before as a foreshadowing, they also tacitly joined forces.

On the third day, the God of West Asia sent the people at the third table and the fourth table to the arena together, and watched them fight below with a happy expression.

Everyone was stunned, this move of the God of West Asia undoubtedly proved the gentle man's conjecture.If they want to survive, they not only have to fight against monsters, but also compete with other people for the chance of survival.

After entering the arena, only one side can survive. The winners of the day are those at the third table, but those at the fourth table are not vegetarians. For their own lives, those people did their best. The third table Those people were victorious, but only six people survived in the end, and two of them fell to the ground and saw that they could only breathe out but not in. The onlookers inevitably felt a kind of sadness.

The God of West Asia was very happy to see it. He stood up and applauded. With two taps of his fingertips, the two seriously injured and dying people recovered.

His slightly indifferent gaze swept across the rest of the people, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Obviously, this West Asian God was warning them that their lives were all in his hands, he thought If you let them live, they will live, if you want them to die, they will die.

After returning to the residence, all of them were frowning. No one knew who would be playing tomorrow. It was as if a sharp sword was hanging over their heads, which made everyone feel uneasy.

Julian didn't talk too much with Owen. In such an environment, everyone was very uneasy. If it was revealed that the two of them had a good relationship, who knew whether it would cause others to target them.

Julian didn't want to test people's hearts, so he pretended not to be very familiar with Owen. Fortunately, his amazing performance in the passage before was only known to those around them, and there was only one person who was farther away. No one really could connect him with the man who knew the runes well.

Another night passed, and when Julian woke up early the next morning, when he arrived at the restaurant, his heart skipped a beat.

The God of West Asia who never appeared in the morning unexpectedly appeared, not only appeared, but also sat in front of a long empty table with a relaxed expression.

The originally noisy restaurant was very quiet, everyone was eating quietly, no one made a sound.

Julian didn't know what happened before he came, but just walked to his seat silently, pretending to be nonchalant.

After waiting for a while, several people came to the restaurant one after another. Seeing the appearance of the West Asian God, the faces of these people suddenly turned extremely pale, and they obviously expected that what happened next would definitely not be a good thing.

The God of West Asia put his hands on the table and said enthusiastically: "Today is the day of sacrifice, each of you has the opportunity to offer sacrifices to me, and the three people who dissatisfy me the most will be executed..." He said, using That malicious look looked around: "I hope you can find something that makes me happy."

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, everyone felt that their bodies were suddenly empty, and they fell from midair.

Everyone was already on alert when the God of West Asia spoke. This God of West Asia expressed the four words unpredictable joy and anger to the fullest. No one knew what he would do suddenly, so they were surprised by this sudden change. It's not too embarrassing to deal with it.

The place where they appeared was not too high, even if they fell unprepared, they would be in a state of embarrassment at best, and they would not die. It seems that this West Asian god is also looking forward to what kind of sacrifice they can offer him. At least not digging holes for them in the first place.

Julian and his group are newcomers, and they don't know anything about the preferences of the West Asian gods. They looked at each other and looked at the other two tables in unison.

Surprisingly, those people chose a direction and left quickly after landing. Judging from their posture, it seemed that something was chasing after them.

Julian's heart trembled, he winked at Owen, and immediately chose someone to chase after him.

The rest of the people were not idiots, they didn't understand what was hidden in it when they saw this, so they all chose a target and followed.

The people in front also spotted them, but didn't stop to argue with them, as if it was meaningless.

The person followed by Julian is a member of the second table. He has a calm demeanor and a low-key manner. Obviously the leader of the second table is a fat man with a smile on his face, but Julian has accidentally seen that fat man talking to this man He was very respectful at the time, and he suspected that this man was the actual leader of the second table.

The man ignored Julian and Owen, but only accelerated the speed of his feet. After several consecutive sprints but failed to get rid of him, he gave up and kept looking for traces in the woods instead.

Julian didn't know what he was looking for, so after thinking about it, he simply stepped forward and asked.

The man glanced at him, and for some unknown reason, he said in a deep voice, "Look for the traces left by someone, there should be tribes nearby."

Julian immediately understood what he meant. The West Asian God asked them to find sacrifices, but only things that were put on the altar could be called sacrifices.

There are so many of them, and I also know that the God of West Asia will definitely not kindly let each of them be allocated an altar, so the question is, can this altar be used by everyone, or is it first come first served?

From the man's attitude, Julian guessed that this altar should be used by many people, but it's hard to say how many people this "multiple people" are, and there will be no more than three or five people.

As for why this person doesn't join hands with other team members, Julian hasn't figured it out for the time being, but he will keep this in mind, at least he can't be defenseless against this person.

The three teamed up and soon found traces of people in the woods. Following these remaining clues, they found a dilapidated small tribe. There were only more than 50 people in the whole tribe, and more than half of them were old, weak and sick. There are only a dozen disabled, middle-aged men. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Julian would have wondered how this small tribe survived.

Only later did he know that this small tribe had the extinction of fishing, and this was the only way to survive with such a poor population.

Naturally, the God of West Asia is enshrined in their village, and an altar for the God of West Asia was also built. After seeing the altar, the man's expression became very ugly. He turned around and left without any nostalgia. He seemed quite accustomed to this, and didn't even respond to the three strangers appearing in the tribe and leaving again.

"Look again." The man only said these two words to Julian before he got into the woods again.

Julian frowned. He had limited clues, so he couldn't figure out how to win the sacrificial event created by the God of West Asia. It can be said that the initiative is now in the hands of that man. But it's too unfavorable, after all, he can't guarantee that this man won't lie to him—no, there is no need to lie to him, as long as he conceals a little key information, the final result may be very different, and they might be betrayed in the end I even helped count the money.

"Follow him, I'll go and have a look first." Julian couldn't force him to say anything, he could only ask Owen to follow that person first.

He noticed just now that although the tribe was small, the altar was well built and could definitely be used normally, so why did this man refuse to use the altar here?There must be a reason!

He returned to the tribe, and the tribe members were not surprised to see him back. He said whatever he asked, and he was completely unprepared against strangers.

Julian was puzzled, and asked several people to get the result.

It turned out that people like them would appear every once in a while, and the oracle given by the God of West Asia said that they didn't need to worry, so they didn't worry.

Julian was quite speechless after hearing this. He felt that these people were like animals raised by the God of Western Asia. Their brains had degenerated and they didn't know how to think for themselves. Even many of the questions he asked, these people just repeated these words stiffly. The answer, as to why there is such an answer?They don't know, the oracle of the West Asian God told them.

Just like this, after investigating in the small tribe, Julian got enough information and left here with a very ugly face.

He found the secret mark left by Owen in the woods, and his face did not recover after catching up with him.

"What's wrong?" Owen asked in a low voice, seeing that Julian's expression was not good.

Julian frowned, and said to him: "Just now, the tribe used live sacrifices for the sacrifices. And..." He couldn't continue. He went to the altar with that man to take a look, but it was just a hurry He didn't bother to look at the flowers. Only after re-investigating this time did he realize that the black altar was originally made of dark blue stones. The reason why it looked very colored was entirely because it was dyed that color by blood.

Behind the altar, a deep pit was dug, and the number of bones inside was astonishing, and the most shocking thing was that almost all of these bones were wounded, and judging from the remaining traces, those injuries must be the owners of the bones caused while alive.

Julian used to be a doctor and also took forensic medicine as an elective, so he was no stranger to this kind of injury. It was clearly the marks caused by someone hacking a living person to death and dismembering his body.

Owen also frowned. Although he didn't tell Julian, since he entered the ruins, his memory seems to be slowly recovering. The Church of Holy Light may hide some dark parts, but the Goddess of Holy Light used to teach It expressly prohibits living sacrifices.

This act of killing living people in various ways to please God is too cruel, and it is banned by various churches. I didn't expect to see it here.

Owen Diary:

My memory is recovering a little bit, and I have already remembered a lot of things related to Julian.

Although we didn't get off to a great start, I have to admit that everything about Julian is a wonderful memory for me.

Cough cough... In fact, Julian, who has no ability to resist, is also quite cute. I can't help but imagine that if one day, he is conscious but can't move, that kind of embarrassing expression... Stop, I can't think about it anymore, I want Shi Geng...

This is not a good place to do such a thing!

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I want to write this down, I have a chance in the future... Hehehe...o(*////▽////*)q

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