In the dense forest, a girl dressed in cloth and wearing a scarf on her head walked towards the stream flowing in the forest.
She is Shara, a member of a nearby small tribe, and washing clothes is one of her jobs.
But at this moment, she found that something was wrong with the stream, and there seemed to be red flowing down.
She ran upstream and saw a figure lying by the stream. The man was wrapped in a pitch-black robe, part of which was stained with blood, which was flowing down the stream.
Xia La was kindhearted. She immediately brought the man back to the tribe and placed him on her bed. Just as she was about to take off his clothes to see how seriously he was injured, she heard the voice of the tribe leader.
"——The time for sacrifice has come. All eligible tribesmen, come out."
She glanced at the person lying on the bed and immediately pushed the door open and walked out.
The tribe was extremely xenophobic, and she couldn't expose the man she had picked up.
She walked to the square of the tribe, where many tribesmen had gathered. They were all young children, and most of them looked timid.
The white-haired patriarch glanced at them, sighed, took out a wooden box and reached into it.
The atmosphere was very solemn. There were many relatives of these children standing around. They generally lowered their heads and prayed silently, praying that their children would not be selected.
With an action similar to drawing lots, a wooden sign appeared in the patriarch's hand. He glanced at the name written on it and shifted his gaze.
"…Shara."
All eyes were instantly focused on her. There was pity and regret in these eyes, but more of it was relief.
Xia La stood there, her mind blank, not knowing what to say.
The patriarch patted her on the shoulder.
"Go back and get ready." The clan leader said, "In the evening... someone will come to pick you up."
Shayla didn't remember how she got back to her room.
She pushed the door open in a daze and wanted to fall asleep on the bed, but she found that there was someone sitting on the bed, and that person was already awake.
...Oh, yes.
She had just rescued someone by the creek.
"...I don't know who you are. You fainted by the river, so I brought you back." She whispered, "I wanted to do a good deed and save you, but I can't even protect myself now, and I don't have the energy to find herbs for you. You... do whatever you want."
As she spoke, she sat down on the wooden stool next to her.
But the other party stood up.
He held a feather pen and carved something on the ground, gradually drawing a magic circle.
As the blood rose, Xia La suddenly felt a strange feeling rising from the magic circle and rushing into her body.
After the red light faded, she found that everything in front of her was clearer than ever before, and a powerful force was flowing in her body.
…What happened?
She raised her hand, and a strong energy surged through her arm.
Her ability was to trigger a curse, and even if she used this ability in combat, it would easily harm herself. Therefore, she never used her ability.
But now, she suddenly realized that her power had been strengthened. Now, she could not only intensify the curse... she seemed to be able to suppress people's curses to a certain extent.
She knew what this ability would mean if it was used in reverse. She would have the same function as the purification chamber, the curse suppression item, etc. Her status would also undergo a drastic change, and she would become someone that people would fight over.
...Who wouldn't want an existence that can suppress curses?
And all this was actually brought about by this small magic circle, which strengthened her abilities.
Looking at this person covered in a black robe, she suddenly trembled all over and knelt down on her knees.
"——Lord Bai Shen, is that you?" Her voice trembled.
The people in the dome were born with a curse that could never be changed. Only the omnipotent gods could change this - this had become a consensus in their hearts.
Feng Qiqi in the past and Xiala now, both recognized him as one of the Hundred Gods because of this talent awakening array.
"It's me." Su Mingan said.
Shara lowered her figure even lower.
"Why are you offering sacrifice tonight?" he asked.
"Yes, it's because of a god in the cave in the east..." said Xia La.
"Tell me more about it," he said, and sat down.
After listening to Shara's story, he roughly understood what the tribe was doing.
Two days ago, a person who called himself Baishen came to the cave next to the tribe. He asked the tribe to provide him with a sacrifice every day.
The tribe was reluctant to believe this man, but since he had killed several people to serve as a warning to others, they had to offer him a sacrifice, and today, Shala was chosen.
During the Hundred Man War, there were often some dishonest contestants who threatened the tribe and forced the tribesmen to provide them with convenience. When this happened, the tribesmen could only consider themselves unlucky.
Xia La remembered that the being who claimed to be a god owned a black beast. That extremely powerful cursed black beast killed many of her kind.
"A god living in a cave?" She heard the Lord Baishen in front of her sneer: "They can come up with such a setting. These people are really good at playing."
Su Mingan thought that he was the only one who was planning to play tricks, but he didn't expect that this group of players also thought of this and tried to use the rules of faith to increase their strength.
The person who can drive the cursed black beast is most likely a player.
"Master Baishen, have you awakened again?" Xia La was still a little hesitant. After all, she knew that Baishen had turned into the sky and died five years ago...
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