"That's it..."

After half an hour of the great god jumped, the originally bare stone door had been hung with countless white scarves, various flowers and animal bones.

"Dada, Mokashi, Tunako..."

The language spoken during the orc shaman sacrifice is said to be taught by gods, and only shamans can understand it, but no matter what, players will definitely not understand it.

"Sus, what is he talking about?"

"Ah~~~This... I don't know, but it's just about being safe and safe in and out, congratulations on getting rich or something."

"Go! You're poor again."

Dong!

Suddenly, the oldest shaman knocked on the stone stick in his hand, and then a burly orc wearing bearskin armor, with five small braids tied behind his head, slowly walked up to the altar, and then respectfully knelt down and crawled in front of the stone gate.

"Excellent son of the Iron Teeth Tribe, Zlak!"

"Oh, this old man is finally willing to speak humanly..."

As soon as the old shaman's mainland speech came out, the player below immediately broke out in unison. Fortunately, the other party stood high and didn't hear it, just continued his half-dream and half-awake words...

"You will be awarded supreme glory. Under the gaze of the Father and the Mother of the Earth, you will bless our cattle and sheep with this grand festival, wish our children to grow up, and wish our warriors to be invincible! The Father and the Mother of the Earth will give you this glory and to your tribe! Zrak! Offer your blessings!"

"The Heavenly Father and Earth Mother stood on the side, and the powerful Iron Tooth Tribe and the children of the grassland warriors will reproduce freely forever! The blessings of Heavenly Father and Earth Mother will be our supreme honor!"

After saying that, the patriarch of the Iron Teeth Tribe then kissed Dadi heavily, then his forehead was tightly pressed against the ground, and the fourteen great shamans surrounded him, took out a stone knife, and began to carve some words on his arms, thighs, and waist...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Soon, the fourteen shamans danced with blood-stained daggers, and with their shouts, fourteen strong goshawks flew out of the sky!

"Warrior of Heavenly Father! Take the offerings of the son of Iron Tooth to him!"

call out!

With a clear cry, the fourteen goshawks accurately grabbed the dagger full of blood and quickly disappeared into the sky. After completing the ceremony, the fourteen great shamans immediately retreated to the next level. Suddenly, the highest level was only left with bloody limbs but extremely proud Iron Tooth Clan leader.

"Now! I declare in the name of the omnipotent Heavenly Father, the earth!"

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong~~~~~

"Dharm Conference officially begins! Roar!"

As the Iron Tooth Clan Chief roared, all the orcs also roared, as if they were venting their joy in this way.

"Dear players participating in the conference, please draw lots at each registration point. The ranking of the team preliminaries will be posted in the evening. Please pay attention."

Just as the orcs were drinking, roaring and laughing, the registration points around the sacrificial tower were already full of players. It was not until the players started to register that this Damu Conference was different from any conference they participated in. This difference also caught many players off guard...

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Guess what the difference is? Hahaha, in fact, gray is very simple. Anyone with a little common sense knows that after all, the original form of the orcs is the nomadic people in the north.
Chapter completed!