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    The appearance of Wang and Yang Zheng pushed the atmosphere to a climax.  The subjects were bowing down to pay respect to their king and the son of God in their hearts.  A row of little girls wearing snow-white uniforms stood on one side of the stage, singing Nalan songs under the command of the poet. The tender and crisp children's voices made people feel peaceful and felt like they were being baptized.  There is a whole roasted cow on the big table. This is a sacrifice that the king would use to worship the gods.  Yang Zheng prayed on behalf of the messenger of God that the Lord would be on their side. These were all words for the scene, but because of his identity, these words would make the people excited, as if as long as Yang Zheng said something, God would really stand on their side.  On the other side, the moral high ground was also occupied, and morale immediately became boosted.  ??Then the three kings gave speeches one by one in turn. Each king came out and the soldiers under his rule cheered.  The royal power was greatly strengthened under the propaganda of Palan Bao. When the people saw their king fighting with them, they naturally cheered.  Next, Yang Zheng took out a wrist-breaking knife and walked to the big table where the whole roasted cow was placed. He cut off the cow's head with one knife | and touched it. Yang Zheng carefully placed the cow's head on the top of a totem pole.  The next step was to decompose the cow body and dig out various internal organs of the cow. Two cow hearts the size of adult fists were glowing with oil. Yang Zheng decomposed the hearts into neat three petals and distributed them to the three kings.  The three kings knelt on the ground and took the cow's heart from Yang Zheng's hand. They swallowed it in several mouthfuls. There was still blood in the mature heart.  When chewing, the smelly blood would overflow between the teeth. Gary Nolan bit down the hardest, and there was cow blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.  When the three kings swallowed the cow's heart, everyone in the square stood up, raised their arms and shouted.  Yang Zheng put his hand into the bottle containing holy water, took out a few drops of water and shook it on the heads of the three kings. The ceremony was considered a success.  Then there were two swordsmen and axemen who chopped the body of the cow into countless small and large pieces and threw them into the crowd.  People frantically snatched these offal pieces, and those who were lucky enough to get a piece were so moved that they cried bitterly. After swallowing it, they seemed to have received the greatest favor from God.  "Cheer, sing! Dance!" the emcee shouted.  As the magic of amplification spread throughout the south bank of the Niam River, the music became cheerful and intense.  At that moment, all the bonfires burned several meters high, and countless bottles of wine and fresh food were transported to all directions.  People drank wine, danced around the bonfire, and thanked the gods for giving them such a wonderful and joyful time.  The three kings stood on the high platform, looking at the ocean of joy below.  It was the first time I felt that I could bring joy and confidence to my people. What a joyful feeling it was.  This is no longer just a war for rights, at this moment, they feel the responsibility.  The blood in the body is beating vigorously.  It also adds the feeling of folk dancing.  This time.  A group of young girls squeezed through the crowd.  They wear gauze and have graceful figures.  The dancing body is like a flame elf, reaching out to the high platform from time to time, and making beautiful calling sounds from its mouth.  The soldiers guarding the high platform looked straight in their eyes. They had no chance to interact with women in this kind of military area. Their few months of celibate life allowed them to have impulses towards sows, not to mention such a group of beautiful girls.  They retreated step by step surrounded by the group of girls.  Under the influence of the atmosphere, the senior officers on the stage were also quite moved.  "You go down and have fun, remember not to be too crazy, let alone conflict with the people." The atmosphere has reached its peak, and the three kings are not pedantic people, so they gave those senior officers a "leave".  The officers roared and swarmed down, mingling with the group of girls.  Yang Zheng has been standing quietly on one side, showing no interest in the carnival in front of him.  The wind blew from the Niam River, and the flames of the bonfire were swaying wildly, but it could not conceal the enthusiasm of the people's cheers.  The three kings were drinking together, and their words were covered by the noise in the square. They had to shout into each other's ears to hear them.  It was a cloudy day. Although the moon was round, it was hidden in the thick moonlight from time to time. The square was bright and dark at times.  Yang Zheng¡¯s clear pupils also kept changing and alternating with the light and dark.  After a while, there were more and more clouds, and the humid wind blowing from the river slowly stopped. The air became damp and heavy, and there were so many people that it felt stuffy.  Of course, this is just what Yang Zheng feels. People who are caught up in the carnival certainly can't feel it. Even the three kings who are close at hand don't laugh heartily and don't care about the changes in the weather.  Yang Zheng slowly rose up and watched the moon gradually being swallowed up by a thick black cloud.  He whispered: "It's going to rain!"Boom, a bonfire in the corner of the square suddenly exploded.  There was a moment of silence among the crowds, and then a piercing scream came from a corner of the square.  The panic surged like a tidal wave, radiating from the corner of the explosion. The three kings suddenly stood up, and the guards standing around them also surrounded them.  "What's going on?" Kaiwo shouted loudly. He was the host, and he was extremely angry that such a thing happened under his nose.  There were troops all around, and countless soldiers surrounded the explosion corner in an instant.  "Your Majesty, it was a magician who accidentally failed to control the magic fireworks, causing an explosion!" "Boom!" There was another explosion, interrupting the soldier's report.  "Boom, boom, boom" The bonfires in the entire square continued to explode, and the waves of fire blew up the people around them into the air. Some of them had their entire bodies set on fire, and they screamed miserably.  At this moment, the whole square was in chaos. People who didn't know what was true or false were running around, crowding each other, crushing each other. Once the weak ones were crushed to the ground, they would be trampled to death immediately.  "Soldier, soldier, control the situation immediately!" Kaiwo pushed away the soldier blocking him and shouted angrily: "And the magician, activate the anti-magic barrier immediately. Who dares to use offensive magic again?  Kill without mercy." A wonderful carnival suddenly turned into this, Kaiwo was furious.  Gary Nolan and Su Yacha also quickly ordered their officers to assemble troops and control the situation.  The high platform was crowded with people, and the people had nowhere to escape. At this time, of course, they crowded to the most heavily guarded high platform, hoping to stand with their king.  How could the soldiers let this happen? They were pushing and pushing each other under the high platform, refusing to give in.  Some people were squeezed so hard that they spurted blood and shouted toward the high platform: "Your Majesty, save us, Your Majesty, save us" Many people were squeezed into the crowd before they finished shouting and disappeared. Most of them had been killed.  Trampled into a ball.  Seeing this situation, the three kings were helpless for a moment. They had no way to retreat at this time. The entire square was a chaotic flow of people, and the situation must be controlled.  Facing the people¡¯s pleas for help, the kings shouted ¡°spread out, don¡¯t crowd¡±, but it had no effect at all.  Yang Zheng frowned and stared at the chaotic scene in front of him.  Kaiwo shouted to Yang Zheng: "Sir, should we let some people come up? If this continues, they will be squeezed to death by their own people." The group of gauze girls who were dancing with the group of officers just now were even more pitiful.  , although they were protected by several officers, they were small and weak, and several of them had been trampled to death. They were like delicate flowers being crushed into a ball by someone's hands, which was particularly shocking.  Weeping and crying were mixed in with the shouts. Several officers took the initiative and pulled several gauze women into the protective circle of the high platform.  When the soldiers saw these superior generals, they naturally couldn't stop them. What's more, these women were so pitiful that no one could bear to have them trampled into a bloody mess.  Several girls climbed up to the high platform crying, but Yang Zheng still didn't speak.  The three kings felt pity for them and asked two soldiers to help them up.  The faces of several women were covered in black marks, and most of their clothes were squeezed into tatters, exposing their fair skin. However, no one would appreciate their exposed beauty at this time.  Suddenly, a red mist burst out from the crowd not far from the high platform.  The people and soldiers wrapped in the mist screamed sharply.  Immediately, several mages rushed forward to release the dispersion technique. The strong wind blew up, and the red mist floated like a living substance. After being swept away by the strong wind, seven or eight white bones were left on the ground. The creepy scene was even more disturbing.  crazy.  This red mist kept drifting towards the high platform, and people who were caught in the mist along the way suffered the same tragic fate.  Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the high platform, the court mage beside the king sealed the entire high platform into a water-blue barrier. Lightning, fireballs, wind blades, sudden rocks, and countless magics were thrown at the red mist for free.  However, this red mist is invisible and qualityless, and no attack magic can cause any harm to it.  At this time, Yang Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped a little scarlet falling from the sky It turned out to be a drop of high-temperature flame.  Looking up at the sky, countless red dots are falling crazily!
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