Night slowly fell.
Although the ritual lasted for a whole day, the natives of the Araucan Clan didn't feel tired at all. Instead, they became more and more excited!
With the totem pole as the center, they formed a large semicircle by the sea.
Only the young men of each family were qualified to stay in the circle. That was the special seat for the warriors.
With the rise of the moon, the most important moment of the ritual had arrived.
Ahwoo-!
Ahwoo-!
In the ritual attended by all the members of the tribe, regardless of gender or age, they were like social animals, making primitive and boundless cries.
The voices continued for a long time to welcome the most noble and powerful member of the tribe.
Sha … sha … sha …
Barefoot, he stepped on the fine sand by the sea.
Chief Manguenke was wearing a pair of beast-skin shorts and a traditional white robe.
Accompanied by two shamans, one old and one young, wearing blue parrot feather crowns and colorful robes, he walked through the crowd all the way to the majestic totem pole.
When the burly chief raised his hands high to signal, the shouts from below came to an abrupt end.
"My people, I am your chief, Manguenke.
I promise you that in the future, we will have endless food, endless wine, and endless clothes … Our children will grow up safe and sound … No one will bully us anymore … "
Please remember this moment, this is the beginning of the revitalization of the Araucan Clan! "
The chief's excited voice was like thunder, clearly entering the ears of every clan member.
Hearing his words, the faces of the surrounding Araucan Family clansmen turned red. They looked at the chief with burning eyes, as if they were about to burn.
If the support rate could be directly quantified, the value of Manguenke's shares would be off the charts!
Everyone had a yearning for a better life, especially those who lived in the middle and lower reaches of the New World's ecological chain.
Now, they were about to welcome the first rank 3 totem warrior in the tribe, and usher in a real opportunity to rise. How could they not be excited?
Not to mention that this was exchanged with the lives of half of the young men in the tribe!
The clansmen had already begun to shout the chief's name in unison.
"Manguenke!"
"Manguenke!"
“.....”
At this moment, being surrounded by the enthusiastic clansmen, this chief who bore the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the tribe was in high spirits. He felt that he was no different from a real god.
He couldn't wait to stand in front of them again as a Tier 3 fighter!
The belief of the Atrian people was based on animism. The content included nature worship, totem worship, and ancestor worship.
The positions of the three in their hearts gradually increased.
However, totem worship could bring them real power, which was also the reason why they could survive for a long time on this dangerous continent!
The essence of the totems worshipped by the tribes was the "Spirit of Nature" that existed in the mountains, rivers, grasses, and woods of the New World. It was a powerful spirit of nature that was born between heaven and earth.
Although they did not even possess the status of a demigod, they possessed great power that surpassed all spirits, including Evil Spirits, through their deep-rooted connection with this land.
They were concretized (manifested as totems) because of their faith, and grew stronger because of their faith.
Similar to Transcendents, since all creatures had spirits, then there were naturally differences between the spirits of nature.
The Araucan Tribe, as a hunting tribe, was not large in scale and was not strong in strength. The totem they worshipped, "Great Shark Ovig", was of course not a powerful spirit of nature.
Its original form was a giant great white shark with six eyes. Although it controlled the dual power of wind and water, its power and status in the Atrian Tribe's Divine Chart was inferior.
Compared to the "Spirit of the Great Bear", Graham, and the "Spirit of the Great Eagle", which were worshipped by several large tribes, Ovig was far inferior.
Compared to those existences that were second only to demigods, Ovig's essence was only Tier 3.
However, to these mortals, Ovig the Great Shark was no different from other powerful spirits of nature. They were all existences that could not be resisted.
"Chief, the ceremony should begin."
Looking at the position of the moon in the sky, the elder Shaman Sorcerer reminded Manguenke.
Then.
He drew two pairs of eyes on Manguenke's face from top to bottom, which was the same as the image of Ovig the Great Shark on the totem pole.
Then, he put a blue crest on his head, which looked like the dorsal fin of a shark from afar.
Teng-
Then, the two Shamans added jasmine essential oil, coca leaves, tobacco, and special potions to the bonfire. This would help them open a channel of communication with Ovig the Great Shark.
Then, what was thrown into the bonfire … was the bloody scalp.
Dong dong! Dong dong! Dong dong!
In the rising smoke, the two Shamans hugged the "Tebonastre" that was made by burning tree trunks around their waist and kept hitting the surface of the drum with both hands.
They danced a primitive and flamboyant sacrificial dance under their feet, and there was a bronze bell at their waist that kept ringing.
They sang the praises of Ovig the Great Shark loudly, and the ethereal singing spread far and wide.
It kept echoing between the sky and the sea, and other than the crackling of the bonfire, there was no other sound.
Surrounded by them, on the ancient totem pole that had been passed down for god knows how many years, a water-colored brilliance quietly rose.
Ovig the Great Shark responded to their call!
Then, the green smoke from the bonfire faintly seemed to have countless human faces, and they were all sucked into the totem pole along with the sea breeze.
The entire ceremony was sacred and evil.
The next moment.
As if connected to an electric current, Manguenke's body trembled slightly, and he felt his spirit enter a vast and boundless world, and connected with a powerful and aggressive existence.
It was a huge shark that floated in the void, its body was over a hundred meters long, and it had six blood-colored eyes like a monster.
On the body of this natural spirit, a blue and blood-colored light extended like an umbilical cord, connecting the man and the shark together.
"Ah! Praise you, Ovig! "
Feeling the majestic power, Manguenke was overjoyed, and he kept praising the totem god.
On his body in the outside world, the somewhat abstract totem engravings gradually became more and more lifelike at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It even seemed to have broken through the boundary between two and three dimensions, and it slowly swam on his skin.
All the onlookers, especially the warriors standing in the VIP seats, were fanatical when they saw this magical scene, and they couldn't take their eyes off of it, not willing to miss a single detail.
The great chief had become Transcendent Rank-3 today, but what about tomorrow?
Everyone hoped that they would be the next lucky one!
However.
However, they did not notice that all the sentries that had been set up in advance around the temporary camp had already stopped moving.
A group of fully armed soldiers of the kingdom, under the command of a basic officer, had already quietly surrounded them.
As a hunting tribe, the Araucan Clan didn't have a fixed base, but the chosen sacrificial site wasn't too far away from Elia Town, which was the last place to make a move.
In particular, there was a large bay here that was surrounded by land on three sides, which provided them with excellent sacrificial conditions.
The original intention was for the warriors to be able to rush back as soon as possible after completing the prerequisites, but it also provided convenience for Elvin and the others.
Although they were a step behind the natives and couldn't stop them halfway, they were finally able to arrive in time before the ritual ended.
However, when they were still ten kilometers away from here.
Wilder's squirrel could only scream in fear and no longer dared to lead the way. Only Flake, in his bearskin form, could suppress the animal's fear of a superior existence.
However, at this point, there was no need for them to track by scent.
With the reconnaissance network, Elvin had already seen the natives' preparations for the ritual.
In this world, no matter what the purpose of holding a ritual was, to the enemy, it was similar to a factory that manufactured weapons of mass destruction. It was a target that had to be put in the first order of attack.
He kept urging the soldiers to speed up along the way.
And now.
When Elvin saw the changes in the form of the totem engravings on Manguenke, who was standing under the totem pole.
He, who had studied the profession of a totem warrior, instantly realized the function of this ritual.
Although the rituals corresponding to different natural spirits were completely different, the changes corresponding to the totem warriors were the same.
First, it went from abstract to concrete, then simplified again. When it finally became only a few symbolic symbols, it meant that the promotion ritual was complete.
Therefore, there was not much time left. Elvin's expression changed. Without giving the soldiers a chance to catch their breath, he decisively ordered.
"Gary and I will be in charge of the frontal assault. Milan and Roddy will support. Wilder and Mike will be in charge of finding sniping points to kill important people.
Flake, you will go with the main force and focus on clearing out the enemy warriors. "
"Understood!"
Elvin waved his hand.
"Move out!"
A flock of seagulls had already taken the lead.
"Pa! Pa! Pa! "
A few glass test tubes shattered upwind, and tiny spores scattered with the wind.
Then.
"Achoo —"
Someone in the crowd sneezed out of the blue.
It caused the surrounding clansmen to look at him with reproach. How could he act so rudely in such a solemn occasion? What if he angered the totem god?
However, in the next moment.
"Hehehe …"
There was a low laughter that was suppressed in the crowd.
It instantly attracted the attention of the elder shaman on the altar. He tilted his head to see who was so rude. He must teach him a lesson after the ceremony.
But just as he finished his thought.
"Ahahahaha …"
He could no longer hold back his laughter. This time, it was not just one person, but many people.
"Ahahahaha …"
"Ahahahaha …"
However, in just a few seconds, all the clansmen present who participated in the ceremony were laughing so hard that they could not stand straight.
Before the elder shaman realized what had happened.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
Countless gunfire flashed in the darkness behind them. The deadly lead bullets had already exploded into flowers of blood in the special seats where only young and strong warriors were qualified to stand.
At the same time.
"Clang! "Clang!"
Two lead bullets had stopped in front of them. They were blocked by the water barrier released by the totem pole, which also saved the lives of the two shamans.
The two lead bullets that stopped in the air had strange patterns on their edges. It was the trace left behind when they passed through the rifled barrel at high speed.
In the pre-reloading era, reloading a rifled gun was a time-consuming and laborious task.
There was almost no chance to fire a second shot in a fierce battle. It was only suitable for special occasions or special operations on this continent.
This was also the reason why the mainstream army had been using muskets.
Only when the synchronicity of reloading guns was developed, would the golden age of rifled guns be ushered in.
Although the two sharpshooters missed their first shot.
But, murderous slogans sounded in the darkness.
"Invincible!"
"Kill —!"
In the earth-shattering battle cries, the colorful "sharks" had already rushed towards them like a tide.
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