The statue of Li Mogugen, the father of the deep sea, is mainly a huge animal skin.

The hide was cut into the shape of a ray and stretched with ropes to secure it to two pillars.

An unfolded ray carcass was nailed in the middle of the animal skin. The heads of two octopus carcasses were tied together. Their tentacles were stretched into special shapes and were nailed to the head of the ray carcass like a headdress.

Painted with red and blue dye.

The entire statue reeked of decay, and the foundation stone at the base of the altar had been stained black with blood.

"Ishi Ray? Two octopus heads painted in red and blue?" Brian looked at the terrifying altar and thought to himself.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have guessed who the evil god who claimed to be the 'Father of the Deep Sea Li Mogugen' was.

But he couldn't guarantee whether his guess was accurate.

At this moment, the Kuo Tao fish people, led by the young high priest, gathered around the altar, singing prayer songs in praise of the Father of the Deep Sea, and marching around the altar.

In this crazy chant, even if some fishmen's path was blocked by the shallows of the dark lake, they still walked directly through it in order to keep their pace orderly.

After a while, Brian felt a little dizzy.

Because in his opinion, these Kuo-Toa people all looked exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell whether they were friends or foes.

When all the Kuo-Toa gathered around the altar again, High Priest Blobriper in a dark red robe walked out of the crowd, followed by twelve Kuo-Toa.

priest.

They all half-bowed and gathered around the statue with piety and enthusiasm.

The young high priest jumped to the center of the twelve fishman priests. She shouted the name of the god "Le Mogugen" and raised her hands, with crackling blue and white lightning flashing in each hand.

Hundreds of Kuo-Toa gathered around the altar of the Father of the Deep, waiting respectfully according to the instructions of High Priest Blobriper.

They whispered, pushed and pushed, trying to find a position closest to the altar, but their movements were kept to the minimum limit.

Because the high priest Blobriper warned them that if anyone disrupted the sacrificial ceremony, they would be the first to capture him as a sacrifice and present it to the father of the deep sea, Li Mogugen.

And in order to strengthen the credibility of this warning, the nearby Kuo Tao supervisors had already smashed the heads of five Kuo Tao fishmen with pincers in their hands.

"My Lord, the great father of the deep sea, Li Mogugen, your most devout people long for the greatest blessings. Please accept your most humble believers and offer them your blood and death!" The young high priest

With a loud shout, it began to spin slowly around the altar.

The twelve kuo-toa priests surrounding her in the center also began to rotate. As they rotated, they also rotated around the altar.

Gradually, the high priest began to speed up, and the Kuo-Tao fishman priest also speeded up.

Every step they took seemed to be given life, and every step seemed to be dancing. Their hands also rotated and blue lightning began to jump out.

The lightning of the high priest and the lightning of the twelve kuo-toa priests all converged together, condensing into a barrel-thick electric light, which exploded on the ceiling of the huge cave with the force of thunder.

"boom!"

A low roar came, and the rock walls of the cave vibrated like a minstrel's drum.

The loud explosion echoed for a long time in the wide cave, as if announcing the arrival of the climax of the ceremony.

Brian saw the fishman high priest Prupulupin leading his most trustworthy subordinates, twelve Kuo Tao whippers and twenty Kuo Tao supervisors, passing through the parade of Kuo Tao fishmen and walking straight towards the altar. go.

at the same time.

The young high priest Blobriper gave an order, and the tied slaves, as well as the underground races from other areas, were each led forward by a Kuo-Toa warrior.

The escorting fishmen held them down with spears and brought them to a depression not far from the altar.

There is a large grille in the center of the elongated depression.

The carvings on the stone platform in the depression have been stained black by the blood of countless sacrifices, and the sound of waves from the dark lake lapping against the rocks can still be heard from the large grille.

As preparations for the sacrifice unfolded, the chants became louder and louder.

"How did you get caught?" Brian noticed a gray dwarf next to him who was covered in wounds and mud. His expression changed and he asked using telepathy.

In fact, he had noticed this gray dwarf for a long time, so while he was being escorted, he quietly approached him.

The dying gray dwarf heard the voice echoing in his mind, and his earth-grey eyes lit up.

His expression was shocked, and he looked at Brian with a look of disbelief on his face. He moved his lips covered by his beard, and also used telepathy to convey his weak whisper.

"My name is Weitz Firehand. I am from the Smelting Clan in the King of Aldus City. I am an arms dealer in the Underdark... and an arms dealer." The gray dwarf cursed and said:

"I heard that the Kuo Tao fish people were fighting among themselves, so I brought a boatload of weapons to do business with them. Damn it! The deal was not completed, and all the weapons and equipment were taken away. Even my subordinates They were all killed, and now I am the only one left."

As Brian expected, the other party also knew the telepathy technique in psychic ability. He pondered for a moment and said to him, "Then do you want to escape? I can help you."

"Just you? Stop joking and take care of yourself first. You are really funny." The gray dwarf curled his lips and said to Brian in a mocking tone. If he hadn't thought of his situation, he would have even laughed on the spot. come out.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I just asked you if you want to run away." Brian said pretending to be impatient.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Who doesn't want to run away?"

The gray dwarf was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his shiny bald head, looked at Brian, and said tentatively, "Can you really save me?"

"Nonsense!" Brian looked at him with disdain and said, "When the blood sacrifice begins later, you will definitely be the first to be killed. If you want to survive, just follow my instructions."

"Who told me that I would be the first to be killed?" The gray dwarf turned his head and looked left and right at the dozen sacrifices that faced the same fate as himself, full of doubts about Brian's words.

"If you want to survive, just shut up and do as I say." Brian didn't bother to explain to him and said in a stern tone.

"Although you said that, I still wonder how you knew that I would be killed first..." Before the gray dwarf finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sentence coming from the altar.

His butt was also kicked by the Kuo-toa man behind him, and he was escorted towards the altar.

When Brian saw this, he quickly told the cursing gray dwarf a few words.

"Bring up the sacrifices!" the young high priest shouted to the Kuo Tao supervisors.

"Blobriper! You son of a bitch, you are not trustworthy and you are cheating... Bah! You dare to rob the goods of King Aldus City, you just wait for us

His Majesty the Deep King's stone guards, black-handled agents, Cavora cavalry and Saron spear army, destroy your ruined town." Weitz, the gray dwarf, struggled to be escorted over, cursing at the top of his lungs.

"Kill this bald dwarf and dedicate him to the Father of the Deep Sea!" The Kuo Tao fishmen under the altar raised their fists and shouted angrily.

"I'm so sorry, my friend."

The young high priest stretched out his hand to suppress the noise of the fish. She was not angry because of the gray dwarf's curse. She just bowed slightly, saluted him, and then said coldly:

"To express my apology, I can let you choose a way to die. Do you want to be hanged or harpooned?"

"The harpoon is too painful, I choose the gallows!" Gray Dwarf Weitz shrank his eyes in fear and said in a trembling tone.

"Very good, hang him." The high priest nodded slightly and ordered the Kuo Tao supervisor beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a fish intestine rope was wrapped around the gray dwarf's neck, and he was dragged from the ground to the gallows like an animal.

"Wait a moment!"

The gray dwarf grabbed the fish intestine rope around his neck with both hands and shouted again: "I heard that hanging can even squeeze out the shit for you. Forget it, I'd better choose the harpoon."

"Don't be like this, brother murloc, before you die, you can at least let me pee." The gray dwarf said with another apologetic smile.

"Fuck you, uncle! Do you have to force me to kneel down and beg you!?" Seeing that his smile was useless, the gray dwarf, who was being dragged around the neck by a rope, roared with a red face.

However, his clamor did not buy him any time. The two Kuo Tao supervisors still carried out the high priest's orders in an orderly manner.

There was even a murloc warrior who was kneeling on the ground with a clay pot and a dagger, ready to bleed directly after he died.

At this moment, another sacrifice was also brought onto the altar.

Brian, who was watching from the sidelines, discovered that it was actually a Kuo-Toa fishman monk.

This guy was not forced up there, but walked up on his own initiative.

This made him vaguely feel that this warrior monk who liked to preach pacifism was about to start his performance again.

The moment the fishman monk was escorted to the altar, his body shook violently, and the powerful force exploded, knocking away the Kuo Tao supervisor who was escorting him without any warning.

"My people, in this world, the era of peace is rare, and it always comes very short-lived." He stood on the altar, ignoring the angry eyes of the high priest behind him, facing the crowd, and shouted loudly:

"The same is true for our lives. It is both short and unpredictable. It is the same for everyone and any race in the world. We cannot continue to degenerate like this. Believe me, we can only understand each other, recognize each other, and give up killing and

Only through violence can we ensure that our Kuo-Toa clan can achieve lasting peace, benefit every living thing in the world, and..."

"Give your mother a head!"

The gray dwarf who had been hung up frantically kicked his two short legs in the air, roared in a hoarse voice, blowing his beard and staring at the fish-man monk: "You are about to be executed. Why are there so many nonsense? Hurry up."

Shut up!"

"Shut up, you didn't see me giving a speech." The fish-man monk looked cold and replied.

"You should shut the hell up. My head is almost gone. I have to worry about every word I say." The gray dwarf swung back and forth on the gallows like a pendulum clock, squeezing out a few words from his throat with difficulty.

Silk words came back again.

Brian watched the scene in front of him with interest.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that during the gray dwarf's delay, the fish-man high priest Plu-Plu-Ping had gradually turned away all his cronies, and was already surrounding the high priest on the altar.

For the Kuo-Toa people, such a solemn ceremony suddenly turned into a fight between the gray dwarves and the monks, and the young high priest Blobriper finally broke out.

"Kill them, kill them both!" A crackling lightning ball gathered in her hand and hit it directly on the body of the fish-man monk.

"boom!"
To be continued...