bayedsolid Chapter 377 Blasphemy, Holy Water, Baptism
Chapter 377 Blasphemy, Holy Water, Baptism
Numayoshi's gaze was as cold as ice as he scanned the group of imprisoned orcs before him. A hint of sarcasm curved the corners of his mouth as he said coldly, "You are indeed a group of unrepentant blasphemers. If that's the case, then I will convince you wholeheartedly."
After saying that, Numayoshi slowly raised his eyes and said loudly, "Carry it up."
Just as he finished speaking, two strong men from the scaly crocodile tribe came in from outside the cave, carrying a huge pottery basin with great effort.
The ceramic basin contained a dark red liquid that was thick and sticky. In the dim light of the fire, it flickered with a strange luster, like blood, and emitted a pungent fishy smell.
Numayi glanced at the basin of liquid, his expression solemn, and explained, "This is the holy water bestowed upon us by the Beast God. Only those with a pious heart can pass the test of the holy water and become stronger beastmen."
"But if the heart is impure, it will be punished by the holy water, return to the embrace of the Beast God, and become a part of the holy water."
"Do you guys... want to try it?"
There was a hint of temptation in Numayoshi's tone, but it also seemed as if he was issuing an irresistible order.
When everyone heard this, their eyes fixed and they stared at the basin of "blood water" with ripples gradually rising.
They only felt a tingling sensation on their scalps and a strong sense of unease in their hearts.
"This is fucking crazy!"
"That's right, this isn't holy water at all, it's clearly poisonous water!"
"And they say it was a gift from the Beast God. How could the Beast God let his people die?"
"This is absolutely ridiculous!"
Everyone's hearts were filled with anger and doubt, but facing the gloomy gaze of Nuoyi and the surrounding crocodile tribesmen, they could only dare to be angry but not speak.
"Humph, they are all stubborn people indeed."
Seeing everyone's faces full of disbelief, Numayoshi couldn't help but snort coldly.
The tribe leader, Zhuo Mo, who was standing nearby, believed Zhuo Yi's words without a doubt and said proudly, "Nearly 70% of our scaly crocodile tribe members possess the physiques of giant beasts. This is all thanks to the holy water. How could it be false? You really don't know how to appreciate my kindness."
As Zhuo Mo spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms and showing off his powerful muscles, as if to prove to everyone the magical effects of the holy water.
However, Swampmo's words did not convince the orcs, but instead aroused their stronger resistance.
"Humph, I don't believe you!"
"Perhaps you used some shameful means to make your people stronger, but you are using this inexplicable holy water to fool us."
Others agreed.
When Zhuo Mo heard what the other party said, his face instantly turned gloomy. He glared at the other party fiercely and roared, "You old thing, how dare you question the gift of the Beast God! I will teach you a lesson today."
After saying that, Nuo Mo suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the other person's collar, and pulled him out of the crowd.
The young orc struggled desperately, waving his hands in the air, trying to break free from the swamp's restraints, but the swamp was so strong that he could not escape at all.
"Let me show you the power of holy water!"
Swampmo roared and pressed the young orc in his hand hard into the basin of "holy water".
The young orc struggled desperately in the water, slapping the water with his hands, splashing dark red water.
He opened his mouth wide, wanting to shout for help, but was choked by the "holy water" and coughed repeatedly, swallowing the pungent liquid in big gulps.
As time went on, the struggles of the young tribesmen gradually became weaker.
His body began to twitch violently, his face showed an expression of extreme pain, and incoherent groans came out of his mouth.
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, he slowly collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, filled with fear and despair.
Zhuo Mo looked at the scene in front of him coldly, a cruel smile on his face. He walked forward and kicked the young tribesman fiercely several times, cursing, "As expected, he is a blasphemer who can't even pass this small test."
There was no trace of mercy in Zhuo Mo's voice, as if the person dying before him was just an insignificant ant.
At this moment, a shocking scene happened.
Under the gaze of everyone, the corpse of the young tribesman slowly began to melt, and his body gradually turned into a pool of dark red blood, merging with the "holy water" in the pottery basin.
Seeing this, the Yu people were immediately filled with righteous indignation. They all stood up and cursed loudly at Zhuo Mo and Zhuo Yi: "There's something wrong with this water!"
"Are you from the scaly crocodile clan mentally ill? Didn't you see that someone died?"
"You killed a man and even framed him with a trumped-up crime. You are simply demons!"
"The Beast God will punish you, you evil beasts who have committed so many evil deeds."
The voices of the crowd, filled with anger and grief, echoed endlessly in the cave.
Numa Yi was extremely indifferent to this. He glanced at everyone indifferently and said coldly: "Go on, test the rest of these as well."
Afterwards, several members of the Scaled Crocodile Tribe entered the cave, picked up tools, and carefully collected the pool of blood. As they collected, they muttered, "Humph, allowing you blasphemers to enter the Holy Pool is truly a great honor for you."
And in a dense bush outside the scaly crocodile tribe.
Bai Luoluo and his group were sitting in a circle, concentrating on discussing the plan of entering the tribe.
"Should we just storm in openly or sneak in secretly? What are your thoughts?"
Bai Luoluo was the first to break the silence, his eyes sweeping across everyone's faces one by one.
"Yumi has already said that the other side's strongest tribe leader, Zhuo Mo, is only a sixth-level orc, and most of the tribe members in the other tribe are only third or fourth level."
Yumi nodded seriously, indicating that he was not lying, and at the same time took a step forward and said anxiously: "I think we can attack by force!"
"Even that swamp monster, Sister Bai, you can knock him down with one punch, so your beastly husbands must be even more powerful. We must hurry, otherwise something bad will happen!"
Seeing Yu Mi so excited, Jin Zilin reached out and pressed his head, saying unhappily, "You have nothing to do here, so stop talking."
They are so stubborn that they risk their lives!
You only think about your own people and don't care about our lives, right?
"Let's split up," Conis suggested.
"Ling Yunxiao, Hubo, and Jin Zilin, you are responsible for the strong attack and attract firepower."
"When the time comes, we can directly carry out long-range harassment in the air. This will not only contain the enemy but also ensure our own safety."
"Luoluo and I will be responsible for sneaking in. Yumi, since you have the tribe's intuition, you will be responsible for guiding us. Is that okay?"
Yumi listened and nodded heavily, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"I'll be fine."
Bai Luoluo also felt that this was safer and agreed to Conis's plan.
Seeing that no one had any objection, Bai Luoluo turned her head slightly and looked at Conis.
With just one glance, Cornish understood.
He walked forward gently, and when Yu Mi, who was eager to try, was caught off guard, he reached out and tapped him lightly on the back of his neck. Yu Mi's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Afterwards, Bai Luoluo left with the others, allowing Conis and Yumi to enter the living space together.
And his body flashed and instantly changed into the form of a beast.
A miniature white dragon appeared on the ground and approached the scaly crocodile tribe cautiously and quickly. The white dragon's body was engraved with runes that concealed its aura, making it ignored by the guarding orcs.
At the same time, Ling Yunxiao and others also actively cooperated.