I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 875 874. Wash hands after use

   Chapter 875 874. Wash hands after use

The statue is standing on a black square stone. Its body is bloated. The surface of the turquoise stone has abscesses and wounds. A huge mouth is open on the abdomen, revealing sharp teeth. Its face is indistinguishable. The kneaded plasticine-like distortion gives a sense of horror.

Just seeing this statue is enough to make your scalp numb and your eyes dim, especially since the statue is covered with a layer of dirty blood that has already solidified. The turbid blood is like a spider web, covering the statue and the corpse. On the surface, evil and horrified.

   But after all, Lu Kian has experienced hundreds of battles, and he has seen a lot. This level of ugliness is not enough to shake his heart.

   It’s just that these little kids have the courage to worship such evil gods in Utopia.

   Those who do not know are not afraid.

  Lu Bian thought about it, but in reality, there are many bear children.

   There are those who climbed the substation and turned into mature people directly, those who blow up manhole covers and dung flying together, and those who drive ghost trains for funerals. Even in a civilized modern society, there are only a few ways to kill.

  Worship the evil god, it's a small matter.

  Lu Bian glanced at the corpse, wondering if it was a civilian or someone who was a fanatic of these sons, he squatted down to check it, the death was miserable, and the internal organs were missing, presumably it was "enshrined".

   After thinking about it, Lu Bian put the insect burrito in his arms on the corpse.

   This seems a little disrespectful to the food, but he wants to try it out, if he can make offerings by himself, can he contact the [Heavenly Father] on the opposite side.

   The magic circle made of blood emits a faint light, and a mysterious connection bursts out from the insect burrito, entwining the magic circle like silk threads.

   Lu Jun could feel that in the void, a passage was being opened.

  This passage is full of sticky flesh and blood, and the deeper you look, the more creepy you feel.

  The faint green light shone across the room, and Lu Jian saw that the insect burrito was gradually disintegrating, being ingested, and escaping into the void.

   After a while, the insect burritos were all turned into crumbs, and were violently inhaled by the green passage.

   Lu Kizuna waited for the other party's response.

  According to Lu Kizun's research, the so-called act of consecration is actually somewhat similar to the three-way handshake of the Magic Web of the Night Kingdom.

   In fact, it doesn’t matter what the offering is. The main purpose of offering sacrifices is to make sure both parties are connected.

   Just like network transmission, in order to verify that the opposite party is indeed your own object, you have to bring something for verification, some are a useless verification code, some are a set of specific numbers, or simply encrypted.

The    sacrifice is this verification code.

   As for why many rituals use flesh and blood, souls, etc., it is mainly because these things are relatively easy to identify for those indescribable great beings.

  Different evil gods correspond to different offerings. Some people like chicken feet, some like black children, and some people think that stains are not good. Maybe there are evil gods. Just write 4396 on paper and you can contact them at the speed of light.

   Moments later, all the insect burrito bits were sucked up.

   After a while, Lu Jian heard a movement on the other side.

   Flutter——

   The crumbs of the insect burrito were sprayed back and splashed all over the room.

   It seems that it was returned because it was too unpalatable.

   "It's really hard to eat, isn't it?"

  Lu Kizuna can now be sure that there is no problem with his sense of taste.

   He picked up the statue, and the detached connection immediately disappeared, and the green passage in the void disappeared.

  Lu Kian had seen this kind of idol before, and it played the role of an anchor.

  When he was in Hedao, the gods could communicate with each other, and Lu Kian also had a brief communication with the people of Wudu.

   It’s just that this statue should be directly connected to the [Heavenly Father] side.

   After thinking for a while, Lu Jian's hand embodied the silver pen 【Last Words】.

   On the statue, countless words emerged, forming an illusory book page.

  Lu Kian opened it and looked at the description of the idol.

  【As long as you donate, you can reap the gifts. The kind heavenly Father does not refuse anyone to join in, He is always watching you】

  【Use with a specific magic circle, the effect is better】

  【Please don't feed food freely, especially bugs! ! ! 】

  【Please wash your hands after use and pay attention to hygiene】

   Such and such words are interlaced in it.

  Lu Kizuna hurriedly looked at his hand.

   When he was holding the idol, his hand had already been eroded, and now it was dark green, like a moldy cake.

  Lu stumbled and swallowed, resisting the urge to take a sip, and put the statue down.

   Just then, Lu Bian heard footsteps behind him.

   It looks like a member of the Quicksand Council has come down.

  Lu Kizuna originally wanted to hide, but suddenly he thought about it and had a more interesting idea.

   His whole body melted and turned into a lump of flesh, surrounding the statue.

  嘭——

  The door was pushed open, and two members of the Quicksand Council who had been stalking bugs in the yard just now walked in.

   "Look, it really is an illusion, there is nothing here?"

   The man walking in front was still talking to the people around him, but suddenly found that in the center of the sacrifice ceremony, next to the statue, there was a mass of meat wriggling.

   He immediately became alert, thinking it was the possible intruder mentioned by the guards just now, but then he thought, this is the realm where the gods live, even if the rules of Utopia can be contested, how can there be any dangerous things?

"This is.?"

   The other person was stunned. He watched the piece of meat gradually wriggle around the statue, as if it had his own consciousness. Then, the piece of meat vibrated and made a humming sound.

   "Mortal, who gave you the right to look directly at me?"

   The voice was loud and indifferent, like a high-ranking lord, causing the two of them to unconsciously feel a fever, a sense of dizziness struck, and even their legs could not help shaking, and they almost fell to their knees and prostrate.

   "You are. [Heavenly Father]?"

   The man walking in front hurriedly changed his words. He knelt down on one knee and saluted the lump of meat.

   The second person was still a little suspicious. He looked around and felt that there were indeed more debris.

   "What are you still doing, hurry up and salute!"

  's companion grabbed him and made him fall to his knees too.

   Almost at the same time, a certain change occurred in the void, and a gust of wind blew up in the closed basement.

   There was a rotten smell in the wind. Smelling this smell, both of them lifted their sleeves and confirmed the tattoos on their arms.

   The hideous tattoos glowed green slightly, making the expressions of the two of them intoxicated, and there seemed to be whispers and layers of ravings in their ears.

   Although they couldn't hear the babbling, this was the feedback after offering sacrifices!

   Did they really summon the incarnation of the gods?

   The two looked at the lump of meat, secretly ecstatic.

   (end of this chapter)