"Hongmalari,Hongmalari,Hongla, woo..."

The chanting with a strong sense of rhythm and mysterious atmosphere fills the huge caves, and the totem poles of various sizes and heights are flashing. On the pillars, graffiti-like lines are engraved, as if they can breathe. In the eyes of people, they expand and contract with a very small amount. If they are staring for a little longer, they make people feel dizzy.

There are also bursts of sharp bell sounds, like an invisible hook, acting directly inside people, making everyone like a half-full pot of water, shaking and shaking.

So, in addition to dizziness and nausea, there was another soul-absorbing palpitations, which made people wish to take off this smelly skin, let the soul break free, and let the boiling emotions turn into the most primitive howling and stir up.

"ah…………"

A sharp, painful, dying scream suddenly came!

"boom!"

The torch burning on the totem pole skyrocketed.

Countless people kneeling on the ground, dressed in animal skins, feathers, bones, and oil paint, seemed to be greatly encouraged, and the chanting and bells suddenly became intense.

The rhythm of strength and weakness suddenly changed, and the singing sound became rustling, like a whisper in my ear, or like a vast call from afar!

In the center surrounded by the totem pole, there is an altar made of black stone. On the altar, a shaman-like skinny man shook the bell, his whole body trembled, and he was doing crab-like dance moves.

On the two steps in front of him, there was an ancient stone tripod. The void corresponding to the mouth of the tripod was, a black vortex the size of a palm was like rich ink. A drop of "ink" dripped from the center of the vortex, and the moment he broke away from the vortex and came to this world completely!!

The shaking fire suddenly stopped, the chanting and bells disappeared, everyone frozen their movements, and involuntarily changed the same mouth shape, the same muscles and chest resonance, and the same low and thick explosion sound: "Su!!"

Su Cheng woke up!

This thunderous explosion sound dispelled the ignorant dark abyss, making him suddenly "open" his eyes and see the outside world.

Fire, cave, totem pole, "savage" kneeling on the ground...

What's going on? What's going on? Am I alive or dead? Who are these people? What the hell is this place!

Confused, frightened, and hesitant emotions just emerged, and the intense discomfort from the "body" forced him to pull back all his attention!

It feels like taking off the skin of the whole body, exposing the tender muscle tissue and nerve endings of the whole body, and like an onion being peeled off layer by layer, exposing the core of the mind to the air tremblingly.

At this time, he realized that he had no shape and turned into a piece that looked like fog but not fog, and seemed to be there but not there.

This gray-black color floats in mid-air with gradient and retractable shapes, with the most transparent edges and the most rich and stable core.

soul!?

Dead, dead, burp is gone, and the steel body weighing several tons has been flattened, let alone the flesh and blood body!

"Su!!"

Below Su Cheng, the shaman held up his trembling hands, shouted, and knelt down with his body protrudingly.

"Su!!"

The "savages" did the same moves, shouting enthusiastically to cater to them.

A powerful traction attacked from below, and Su Cheng ended his floating and retracting state and involuntarily fell downwards.

He instinctively fought against this downward pulling force, but it was useless. The black and broken cauldron mouth quickly swallowed him in. Darkness came, and the warmth was like layers of coats wrapped him heavily. The cool and trembling sense of nothingness slowly disappeared. Many inexplicable messages were mixed with these to make him firm and satisfy his warmth.

I got some, lost some, and replaced some.

Su Cheng could not stop it, and he didn't even realize this process at all. The discomfort and doubts of the first arrival of the noble realm were gone. He accepted all this and even felt that it should have been like this.

Tiredness came, and he couldn't help but yawn.

The rhythmic chanting sound appeared again, the bell sounded, and the torch exploded like a strong oil. With the stone tripod as the center, warm particles rose from every "savage" and could not be observed by the naked eye and could not be touched by matter.

The particles are thrown into the stone tripod, and hundreds of hidden and mysterious connection channels are established.

The stone tripod began to tremble slightly.

As the tremor was shaking, the palm-sized black vortex above the mouth of the tripod disappeared. At the disappearing position, a longan-eye-sized crystal ball hit the edge of the mouth of the tripod with a "jingle".

The crystal ball rolled down, and the sleepy Su Cheng woke up in a panic. An inexplicable and powerful throbbing forced him to make the first voice to this world: "Give it to me!!"

The sound is thick, low and heavy, just like the roar of a beast, with only his three-point tone. Moreover, the outside world cannot hear it at all. It only follows the obscure and mysterious connection that has just been established, and it acts on the consciousness of everyone on the scene!

This accident shocked everyone, and the singing stopped and the constant kowtow and kneel down to the point.

The shaman on the altar bent over and picked up the crystal ball.

Just like a glass marble in a child's hand, there is a "paint" in the completely transparent ball. It is a canyon, and the picture is frozen at the moment when a dark red off-road vehicle falls on the rock!

Splashing glass, radiant fragments, sunken body, twisted steel...

The shaman was a little confused. Today's spirit-summoning ceremony has been preparing for more than ten years, but it seems to be inconsistent with the description and experience passed down by the tribe.

"Give it to me, give it to me!!"

Su Cheng was anxious and anxious, which led to the entire stone tripod trembling intensified. The shaman raised his face full of oil, raised his arms, and shook the bell full of patina!

"Dingling~~~"

The ringtone was filled with ripples and an inexplicable force, trying to calm Su Cheng down.

The trembling of the stone tripod soothed. The shaman stepped forward and hung the crystal ball at the mouth of the tripod. Then he said in an old and long tone: "Spirited by the arrival of the call, are you willing to protect this land between the white peaks and the black peaks, protect the tribes and creatures on this land, enjoy the offerings and sacrifices of the tribes, and give back their strength, prosperity and peace!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!!"

"This is your first offering!"

"Give it to me, I'm willing!"

The shaman's face cracked a smile like dry bark, and the crystal ball slid down. Su Cheng in the stone tripod couldn't wait to wrap its cold ball body...

"Su!" The shaman turned around and raised his arms to the tribe members around the altar.
Chapter completed!