Chapter 237 Sacrifice
Although Erya’s affairs had little to do with Zhang Tie, he always felt a little guilty.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tie hurried out of the cave and walked towards the altar.

. . .

The altar was surrounded by people, and the flames burned even more vigorously than before.

Zhang Tie's heart sank. This group of people actually started the sacrifice all over again. He wondered if they were still using Erya?

He took a closer look and found that it was an old acquaintance.

There were many people in the crowd whom Zhang Tie had met before, but he could not remember their names.

But there was one person who looked very familiar, that was Bean Sprout Head. Bean Sprout Head had no teeth, and could not eat, but only porridge. He had lost a lot of weight in the past few days.

Zhang Tie felt strange, because he thought the slap in the face would make him unconscious for a month, but he didn't expect that he had woken up in the past few days.

Bean Sprout's head had a toothless mouth and its eyes were full of hatred.

He was supposed to be in a coma for a month, but while he was in a coma he had a nightmare. He dreamed that a big black man took his position and became the number one general in the village.

He didn't even have any teeth, so he could only eat leftovers like the village dogs. He couldn't even compete with the village dogs!

He could only eat the dog's leftovers, but that damn dog never left any leftovers!
So he woke up! Then he dragged his injured body out to frantically look for Arya, and in the end he actually found her!

it was all your fault!
Douya Naotou made a weapon himself. Usually, the village chief would use his spiritual power to pierce the people injured on the altar so that they would have no power to resist and could only be roasted to death on the altar.

This time the village chief had already used up his spiritual thorn, so Douya Nao took the initiative to grab the task and even knocked out a few teeth on purpose. It was the stupid newcomer who wanted to steal his credit.

He was holding a strange stick. The stick was made of wood as thick as a wrist, and it was tied with a lot of iron nails.

This is his mace!
His arms were so strong that he wielded the mace effortlessly.

I saw him swinging the mace continuously and smashing it towards the altar.

Looking up along the mace, you can see a person jumping continuously.

If it’s not Arya, then who else could it be?
The round plate on the fire was burned red, and when Erya's feet fell on it, she got burned and got big blisters.

The intense pain made her scream, then she jumped up on one foot, and then put the other foot down, like she was dancing.

The left foot landed and he screamed. The right foot landed and he screamed again.

The people underground laughed when they saw this funny scene. Some people started whistling and said to others, "Dancing should be accompanied by music!"

Arya's scream gradually became hoarse and then stopped. She was too tired. Tears flowed from her big eyes, slid down her face to her chin, and finally were thrown out.

Some were lucky enough to fall outside and return to the earth, while others, like Arya, fell on the disc and turned into steam.

Arya kept dancing on the stage. She was so tired that she wanted to jump off the altar.

But every time he tried, he would be beaten back by Bean Sprout's mace.

After Douya Head lost his teeth, he seemed to regard the iron nails on the mace as his own teeth.

All his teeth were knocked out and he couldn't bite or chew, so he could only drink porridge.

But these maces can help him eat meat, and that is Arya’s meat!

Every time Arya wanted to jump, he would swing the mace in his hand, and the mace would hit Arya's body with a bang.

Arya screamed hoarsely after being beaten and jumped backwards.

Bean Sprout Head looked at the blood on the mace and licked his lips excitedly. The people around him were not as crazy as Bean Sprout Head, but they did not stop Bean Sprout Head. They just continued to watch Arya dancing on it and focused their attention on her dancing.

Erya's legs were beaten to a bloody mess, and the mace had pierced five holes in his legs, but these holes were quickly blocked by red blood.

Then these holes became the outlet for Arya's blood, which flowed out like a stream.

The blood flowed down her calves and onto the disc, instantly turning into red mist and dissipating in the air.

Arya fell on the disc in pain after being hit. The sound of barbecue could be heard from the disc. Arya screamed and got up again, continuing to jump.

Blood was constantly flowing from his legs. The pain in Erya's legs was not as painful as the rotten flesh on her feet that was constantly being burned, but the constant flow of blood made Erya feel like she was about to die.

As Arya continued to be tortured, a kind of fluctuation began to emanate from her body, and this fluctuation gradually spread into the fire.

A few new obsidians were placed in the fire, and the obsidians, like sharks that smelled blood, began to devour the smell.

Gradually it began to turn green.

Obsidian began to absorb this breath, but the absorption speed was obviously very slow.

Arya couldn't stand the torture anymore and tried to jump out again.

Then she was hit accurately in the chest by the mace.

boom!
She was struck by lightning and fell to the ground.

Intense pain came from her chest and from her back.

Arya couldn't scream this time.

The intense pain prompted her to quickly get up. The soles of her feet turned black as charcoal and then fell on the disc. She felt her bones sticking to the disc. It didn't hurt, but it was very uncomfortable, and there was a friction sound.

Erya's vision gradually became blurred and her consciousness gradually disappeared.

She saw her mother, and her mother was gone. She saw Xiao Hei again, and Xiao Hei was gone.

She saw Dahei again, and Dahei had also left.

No! Dahei didn't leave! Dahei was standing there, and Dahei was coming over!
Dahei, is it really you? Are you here to save me?

Erya called out indistinctly, her eyes were gray and covered with her tears.

She couldn't see clearly, but she saw a dark figure.

This shadow was different from the previous one. The previous shadow was very strange, but this shadow was very familiar.

She felt a pair of strong hands pick her up, just like before, and carry her down from the altar.

Zhang Tie looked at Erya who was covered in scars. The soles of her feet were black with only a little black tissue stuck on them. The bones in her feet were exposed and were also burned.

There were a lot of burns on her face, and there were traces of tears in her eyes, but they were still the same size, just a little gray.

Zhang Tie carefully grabbed the uninjured parts of Erya's body. However, there was almost no intact part on her body.

Zhang Tie could only pick a place with less injuries, gently dragged Erya up, and carried her on his shoulders.

Erya groaned in pain when Zhang Tie carried her like this, but she soon stopped because she knew that Dahei had come to save her.

(End of this chapter)