Final priesthood

Lu Yuan waited in the sacrificial square for about fifteen minutes when the Eleventh Throne finally came back.

"Awaited."

The Eleventh Throne still had a warm and hearty smile on his face, "Everything goes well, the christening ceremony will begin soon."

After saying that, he waved his hand casually.

Following closely, groups of people walked out from around the huge sacrificial square.

They are all young girls with graceful figures wearing sheep-head masks.

Each girl held a lamb with pure black hair in her arms.

These girls wearing sheep-head masks seemed to have rehearsed countless times in advance.

After walking into the square, I consciously found my place to stand, and stood in a peculiar formation around the huge goat head in the center of the square.

Then he fell to his knees and began to chant in unison.

It's like an unknown ancient song, or some kind of special prayer.

The girl's singing echoed in the empty sacrificial square, but it seemed to be restrained by some kind of force and did not spread out.

A mysterious atmosphere began to fill the air.

Lu Yuan counted the number of girls holding black lambs in their arms, and there were forty-five in total.

The Eleventh Throne stood beside Lu Yuan and spoke to him in a low voice.

"This is the highest-level baptism ceremony. Only members of the Throne level are eligible to enjoy it. All the Thrones are looking forward to and attaching great importance to your participation."

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly as he listened to the Eleventh Throne's narration, and he couldn't help but ask: "The baptism ceremony also has different specifications?"

The Eleventh Throne replied: "Of course, baptismal ceremonies of different specifications can attract different levels of attention from the true God.

The more attention the true God pays, the greater the benefits can be obtained in the baptismal ceremony.

This is a rare opportunity, it only comes once in everyone’s life, so you have to seize it.”

Are there any benefits to a baptismal ceremony?

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, recalling that during the final bloody battle, he was recognized by Mosa's martial arts and the will of the hunting god, and received an extraordinary silver spear. The power attached to the spear helped him activate [Spear Bearer ( Extraordinary)] career panel.

Realizing that this so-called baptism ceremony was probably similar to that one, the platinum mask worn on the face of the Eleventh Throne was probably obtained during the baptism ceremony.

In this case, my purpose of coming to Mosa this time may be achieved smoothly.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Yuan suddenly heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh, accompanied by the wail of a lamb.

He looked up.

It was discovered that the chanting of the girls in the sacrificial square was still continuing, but at some point, the girls kneeling on the ground had a ram's horn dagger in their hands.

Putting the black goat in his arms on the ground, the dagger stabbed effortlessly along the lamb's delicate neck, and bright red blood gurgled out.

Red blood, black wool, and snow-white girl skin.

The three colors intertwined together, and the strange and evil picture shocked Lu Yuan's eyes.

Lu Yuan saw the blood of the lambs dripping on the ground, quickly seeping into the hidden gaps along the smooth metal floor.

As it flows along the gap, a huge mysterious pattern is slowly outlined by the blood.

The singing voice suddenly became louder.

The girls who killed the lamb suddenly raised their heads, their long hair naturally hanging down, and their snow-white arms raised. Each of them still held the sharp ram's horn dagger in their hand.

The tip of the dagger was pointed downward, facing the slender and smooth necks of the girls.

Lu Yuan noticed something strange in the girls' increasingly crazy emotions and movements.

He suddenly said in a cold voice: "Wait!"

The baptismal ceremony was interrupted in the middle of the ceremony, and the singing in the square stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked away.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

The Eleventh Throne asked doubtfully.

Lu Yuan looked at him and said calmly: "There is no need for human sacrifice."

The Eleventh Throne looked stunned, as if he didn't expect that Lu Yuan would stop the ceremony because of this.

"It's always been like this."

"Can't a baptismal ceremony be performed without human sacrifice?"

"Yes. But the effect will be much worse... much worse.

The standards of the entire baptism ceremony will also be reduced to an extremely ordinary level."

"As long as it goes smoothly."

Lu Yuan's tone was determined, and his calm eyes showed unquestionable determination.

The Eleventh Throne frowned and pondered for a while, maybe he was having a secret communication with someone.

After a moment, he finally nodded.

"Then just follow your words."

The Eleventh Throne finally nodded, but his attitude towards Lu Yuan seemed to suddenly become polite and distant.

It’s no longer like before, “Brother Cheng Peng” is making out with each other.

"ha--"

In the conference hall that was paying attention to everything in the Sacrifice Square, all the Mosa thrones heard the news just delivered by the Eleventh Throne Galilet, and all of them had expressions of laughter on their faces.

They couldn't even find the right words to complain about Lu Yuan's inexplicable persistence.

All of them just shook their heads and chuckled, looking at the unusually young and handsome figure on the big screen, with contempt and contempt beyond words.

"I don't think he has the right to sit here."

"There is no chance for a baptism ceremony of this kind. Maybe you may not even be qualified as a spear bearer."

All the thrones in the conference hall were chatting and laughing casually. Only the silver-haired man on the crystal throne looked calm, did not speak, and just watched quietly.

The ceremony is repeated.

The girls were still the same girls, and new black goats and lambs were brought up.

Lu Yuan watched the ceremony continue with a blank expression.

Young virgins and newborn lambs have always been the most popular sacrifices in the evil gods' sacrifices.

Lu Yuan knew that he would most likely become a "freak" in the eyes of Mosa's top brass.

But with his strength constantly approaching the ceiling of the planet's combat power, he thought he was still not capable of watching dozens of living lives die here because of himself.

Although these girls do not have to die this time, they may die in another similar sacrificial ceremony next time.

Although for these girls, they may be more eager to die in the ritual as a sacrifice.

Lu Yuan's "intolerance" ruthlessly deprived them of some supreme glory that was about to fall on them.

At the end of the ceremony, the black goat's body and blood stained the ground in the center of the metal square.

The huge mysterious pattern is fully formed.

The girls wearing sheep head masks left.

Lu Yuan accurately captured more than one of the looks cast towards him by the girls leaving the scene, filled with resentment and even hatred.

His expression was indifferent, as if he didn't see it.

At this time, an ancient mysterious consciousness was rapidly descending and reviving inside the huge billy goat head suspended quietly in the center of the square.

There was a faint glow of blood in the empty eye sockets of the male goat.

The Eleventh Throne disappeared at some point.

Two bloody beams of light shot out from the eye sockets of the goat's head and fell straight on Lu Yuan.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Lu Yuan's mind was like thunder.

His consciousness sank rapidly.

The christening ceremony began.

It was also the moment when Lu Yuan's body was enveloped by the blood-colored light beam and he closed his eyes.

A little bit of black light began to appear in the void in front of him.

These black light spots gathered in mid-air, gradually condensing into the shape of a spear.

"I knew it."

In the conference hall, the throners who saw this scene couldn't help but laugh.

"He can only be qualified to become a spear bearer."

The ranks of members of the Mosaic sect are divided by the level of the tokens they hold.

At the bottom are ordinary Mossads.

Further up, there are black iron holding spears, silver holding spears, and gold holding spears.

Then came the wheel of black iron, the wheel of silver, and the wheel of gold.

Upward from the Golden Wheel is the Sequence Throne.

Every throne is promoted step by step in this way.

The baptismal ceremony is the first and most important part of the hierarchy.

The higher the standard and grandness of the baptismal ceremony, the higher the starting point is.

Among the eighteen current thrones of Mosa, one spent a lot of money on the baptism ceremony, allowing nine hundred and ninety-nine young virgins to kill each other to achieve the highest "Martial Arts Banquet" standard.

There is also a precedent for more than a thousand kinds of live animal sacrifices culminating in the unprecedented Golden Wheel.

That was also the fastest promotion to the throne in Mosaic history.

It saves an unknown amount of time, energy and resources compared to other thrones.

The Eleventh Throne told Lu Yuan that the baptism ceremony of the highest standard was prepared for him.

Not even lying.

Forty-five virgins are the largest "subsidy" that the Mosaic can provide to those who participate in the baptism ceremony.

Generally speaking, you need to prepare the living people and animals required for the baptism ceremony yourself.

Lu Yuan wanted to join at the last minute, and the preparations were in a hurry. In addition, he didn't know this, and no one would specifically remind him.

But generally speaking, a baptism ceremony of this size is quite sincere. Coupled with Lu Yuan's own strength and potential, there is no problem in reaching the level of the Three Color Wheel under the throne.

It's an okay start.

But I didn't expect that Lu Yuan would directly request no human sacrifice and keep the specifications of the baptism ceremony to a minimum.

If you want to rely solely on your own "charm" to attract the "favor" of the God of Martial Arts and Hunting, the upper limit is too low.

The black iron spear was about to take shape, and all the thrones in the conference hall seemed to have lost their attention and interest in this baptism ceremony, and began to turn the topic to the "Pantheon".

At the same time, the road is far away.

The sound of ancient horns.

The sound of the hunting flag being blown by the strong wind.

Howling, fighting, and the sound of weapons clashing.

Lu Yuan found himself suddenly appearing on an ancient battlefield.

This appears to be a conflict between two ancient tribes.

He was surrounded by figures whose faces were unclear, holding spears, swords, and bone clubs to fight with each other.

"Where is this?"

Lu Yuan frowned, looked down, and found a rusty black iron spear in his hand.

A figure wielding a broadsword suddenly slashed hard at him.

Lu Yuan instinctively thrust the spear in his hand forward.

The spear instantly penetrated the figure's chest, and with a slight shake, the figure immediately fell into pieces.

Lu Yuan retracted his spear and found that after killing the figure who tried to attack him, a trace of power seemed to flow into his body.

The black iron spear in his hand flashed with light, and the rust on the spear seemed to be reduced by one piece.

"Kill enemies, become stronger, and evolve spears."

Lu Yuan took action again and stabbed an opponent in front of him to death, verifying his idea.

Thoughtful.

"Is this what is called a baptismal ceremony?"

Lu Yuan Congshan Ruliu participated in the battlefield in front of him.

He has practiced the skills of spears and cold weapons, and coupled with the fighting instinct of a martial arts master, this ancient and wild battle is not a dilemma for him.

Lu Yuan held a spear and killed one figure after another in front of him.

A trace of strength poured into his body, and the rust on the black iron spear in his hand continued to peel off.

I don’t know how many opponents I killed.

"Buzz——"

Lu Yuan suddenly felt the spear in his hand trembling slightly. The black iron spear peeled off inch by inch, and a brilliant silver color was revealed under the peeling iron filings.

The black iron spear turned into a silver spear in an instant.

However, the luster of the silver spear also attracted the attention of those more powerful figures on the battlefield.

Several sturdy and burly figures rushed toward Lu Yuan, and the pressure suddenly increased!

"kill!"

Lu Yuan's face was expressionless, and the brilliant silver light reflected in his eyes.

The spear in his hand flew out like a swimming dragon, pulling out gorgeous silver screens around him, mercilessly strangling the incoming opponents.

"oh."

In the conference hall, someone inadvertently glanced at the throne on the big screen and saw the golden light flashing in his field of vision, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Promoted to the Golden Spear Bearer so quickly?

He is worthy of being a player with peak eighth-level combat power.”

The other thrones were attracted by the sighs and looked up.

In the sacrificial square, Lu Yuan's figure was still shrouded in blood, but the black iron spear in front of him, which was formed by countless light points, had turned into brilliant gold at some point, which was quite dazzling.

Although the throners felt a little surprised, they didn't have much emotion.

Someone commented casually: “It’s almost time to reach the limit.

It's amazing to go to another level and condense into a black iron wheel...

This ceremony can be considered to end here. "

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, withdrew their gazes again, and stopped paying attention deliberately.

On the battlefield of consciousness, Lu Yuan casually picked up a brilliant golden light and skewered the seven or eight opponents in front of him at the same time like skewers.

Then, with a slight shake of his wrist, the terrifying concussive force shattered the bodies of all the opponents and sent them flying.

At this time, the spear in Lu Yuan's hand had completely turned into gold, as if it were poured with gold.

Of course, his opponents have also "evolved".

Figures holding golden weapons began to appear on the battlefield, and each one brought considerable pressure to Lu Yuan.

"The spear skills have been honed to perfection, reaching the pinnacle. After digesting and absorbing it after going out, I will probably be able to reach a very high level on the [Weapon Master] career panel in one breath."

"but."

Lu Yuan held a golden spear and looked at the entire battlefield.

Seeing the endless battlefield with no end at all, he couldn't help but frown.

"How long will it take to kill?"

"What is the purpose of this battle? Where is the ultimate goal?"

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky and saw a figure standing in the turbid and dark sky.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the sky, watching them quietly.

To the mysterious figure behind the sky, the fight below seemed to be just a game specially designed to please him.

The evolution of the spear and the upgrade of the killing are the rules of the game set by Him.

"Is there a way to break out of this rule and reach Him?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, no longer looking at the swarming opponents, and narrowed his eyes to stare at the figure behind the sky.

“The baptismal ceremony took place within my consciousness.

Logically speaking

I am also one of the planners and leaders of this game. "

"There is no reason why we can't do it. Release your own power in your own field!"

Lu Yuan thought, and suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling.

[Elephant God. Mingwang Stance], open it for me!

Book recommendation, "I simulate the road to immortality in the heavens"

One day, Lu Yun joined a chat group in the heavens. The chat group allowed people to randomly travel to different worlds and draw their own exclusive golden fingers.

Lu Yun thought that he was about to reach the peak of his life.

"Wait a minute, out of 100 time travellers, why are 95 of them grayed out?"

"Ding, there are three new people joining the Zhutian chat group this time. One of them survived. Two of them did not survive a day. All group members, please take this as a warning."

Lu Yun realized that time travelers were not easy to deal with, and the casualty rate was extremely high.

Fortunately, the golden finger Lu Yun obtained is a life simulator, which can simulate the future and avoid risks!

"Ding, the life simulator has been opened and the talents are being refreshed."

"Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: Ancient Holy Body; the talent: Chaos Dao Body; the talent: Luck Dragon Cauldron"

While others had just crossed over and were still struggling to survive, Lu Yun had already used the life simulator to gain very powerful cultivation before crossing over. After crossing over, he soared into the sky and gradually became the master of all heavens and realms!