The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 181 Sacrifice to the Lord of the Wilderness
Northeast of Silvermoon Kingdom.

The barbarians have already taken root in this land.

This made the barbarians full of gratitude to Duke Frostwolf.

If it weren't for the Duke of Frostwolf, they would never have the life they have now.

It is winter now.

There was a chill in the air, but the Barbarian City was bustling with activity.

The barbarians gathered together to prepare for the annual sacrificial ceremony to the Lord of the Wilderness.

Just before the sacrificial ceremony to the God of Savagery was about to begin, David brought Sura to the barbarian city built by the barbarians.

The walls of the Barbarian City were built with huge stones and wood, covered with thick snow, looking solid and ancient.

Inside the city walls are rows of neatly arranged stone and wooden houses, with thick thatched roofs to protect against the cold.

The center of the city is a spacious square, surrounded by several tall totem poles carved with barbarian totems and myths.

These totem poles stand tall in the cold wind, telling of the barbarians' indomitable spirit.

In the center of the square, a huge altar has been built.

The surrounding barbarian people wore thick animal skin clothing and had various kinds of painted faces.

Although the wind was cold, the air was filled with the aroma of food and the heat from the campfire, making people feel warm.

The barbarian children were running around and playing among the crowd; their laughter and cheers mixed with the conversations of the adults, forming a vivid picture of life.

Although the city is simple, it is full of vitality.

Under the cover of the cold winter, the barbarian city appears particularly warm. This city has become a new safe haven for the barbarians and a symbol of their faith and hope.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke." Sura said affectionately.

She had followed the Duke for the future of the barbarians, and now the barbarians were developing better than she had imagined.

David smiled and hugged Sura, looking towards the altar.

During this period of time, because he cut off the connection between the Bloodstone and the Lord of the Wilderness, the Lord of the Wilderness has not received the power of sacrifice for a long time.

But he had a feeling that the Lord of the Wilderness would find a way to come, perhaps this time. Fortunately, he was already prepared.

night.

The high priest Sulla behaved very wildly.

David enjoyed it thoroughly and was very satisfied.

Another few days passed.

The ceremony to worship the Lord of the Wasteland begins.

The centerpiece of the ceremony was a huge stone platform.

Various offerings were placed around the stone platform, including fresh game, grains, fruits, and even precious gems and metals.

As the sun gradually set, the ceremony officially began.

First, the elders of the tribe walked slowly around the stone platform, chanting ancient hymns in their low and long voices.

Then, the bravest warriors of the tribe stepped forward, holding spears, wearing animal skins, and with brightly painted faces, representing loyalty to the gods and a symbol of courage.

The tribe's priest stepped forward, holding in his hand an ancient dagger, a tool used for blood sacrifices.

The priest closed his eyes and began to pray, his voice rising and rising until it reached a climax, then he cut his palm with a dagger and let the blood drip onto the offering.

As the priest's prayer ended, the entire tribe knelt down, raised their hands to the sky, and shouted the name of the savage god in unison.

"Well, are you here?"

David suddenly opened his eyes, and his soul of space looked into the void.

Suddenly, blood light appeared from a point in the void and continued to spread.

The blood light spread in the void like ripples, each wave was stronger than the previous one, as if some powerful existence was trying to break through the boundaries of space.

As the blood spread, an ancient and powerful aura began to permeate the ceremony site, making people feel awe and fear.

David remained alert, their eyes fixed on the point where the blood was most intense.

Suddenly, a gap seemed to be torn in the structure of space, and an even brighter light shone through it, which contained the majesty of the Lord of the Wasteland.

"Welcome back, great Lord of the Wasteland!" the tribe's priest shouted loudly, his voice full of piety and expectation.

In the light, a vague figure began to appear. It was tall and majestic, surrounded by strong winds and sand, like the embodiment of the wilderness.

As the figure gradually became clearer, a powerful force wave began to vibrate in the air, causing even the earth to tremble.

"Lord of the Wasteland, your power has once again descended upon this land. We will always follow in your footsteps and protect this wasteland." The elders of the tribe swore in unison, their voices full of determination and loyalty.

The incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland appeared completely in front of everyone. Its gaze swept across every living being present, with a bloodthirsty smile in its eyes.

“Let all of this become my strength.”

The incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood!
The sea of ​​blood was like a surging tide, spreading in all directions with unstoppable force.

Every surge of it carries a breath of destruction, as if it will devour all life.

The barbarian warriors, although known for their bravery, could hardly hide the shock and despair in their eyes at this moment.

Their bodies were stiff and the weapons in their hands seemed to become extremely heavy, unable to withstand the terrifying power from the ancient gods.

All the barbarians could feel that they were completely unable to move under this power. The blood power in their bodies restrained them, making them want to merge into the sea of ​​blood and become a part of the blood sea of ​​the Lord of the Wilderness.

At this moment, the gods they believed in were actually about to devour them, the believers. The cries of children, the screams of women and the roars of men were intertwined together, forming a picture of chaos and despair.

The sea of ​​blood was approaching relentlessly. Faced with this irresistible force, all the barbarians felt powerless and could only watch the sea of ​​blood coming.

"Lord of the Wasteland, how dare you!"

Seeing this, David snorted coldly and stood in front of the sea of ​​blood.

He quickly mobilized the power of his ice element soul, and cold air surged.

As he moved, the temperature around him dropped dramatically, and tiny ice crystals began to condense in the air, forming a strong cold current.

The blood sea of ​​the Lord of the Wasteland roared, trying to devour everything around it, but the power of ice was like an indestructible barrier, blocking the invasion of the blood sea.

David's eyes were calm. He increased the output of ice power. The ice crystals quickly condensed to form a huge ice wall, blocking the sea of ​​blood inside.

The Lord of the Wasteland in the blood sea roared angrily, feeling the threat of the ice power, but David's ice power was so strong that even the Lord of the Wasteland could not break through it easily. The waves in the blood sea hit the ice wall again and again, but the ice wall did not move at all, but became thicker and stronger.

David knew that the sea of ​​blood had to be completely frozen.

He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength on one point, and then released it suddenly. A dazzling blue light shot out and hit the center of the sea of ​​blood.

But suddenly, the ice exploded, and the sea of ​​blood once again turned into the incarnation of the Lord of the Wasteland, waving his hand to disperse the power of the ice.

"It's you, the human!"

The Lord of the Wasteland stared at David and suddenly roared.

He would never forget that the other party had dared to sacrifice his incarnation and severed his connection with the barbarians!

This required far more effort than before to successfully arrive.

This time he chose to send down his clone, not only to sacrifice the entire barbarian tribe to force open a passage for his divinity to descend, but also for revenge!
Now, it couldn’t be better if the other party came forward on his own initiative!

"It's really me."

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Lord of Savagery!"

David's face was calm, and he suddenly activated the power of the Snow Demon's soul.

The Lord of the Wasteland roared and was about to take action.

But in the next moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying icy force, which directly turned into a field and pulled him into it.

"Is this... the breath of the icy hell?"

The Lord of the Wasteland's originally calm face suddenly showed a look of shock.

He never imagined that the human in front of him could actually control the power of the Ice Hell, which can only be activated by those pure hell creatures!

In the realm of Ice Hell, David's power was greatly enhanced.

His figure was looming in the ice crystals and blizzard, as if he had merged with this area, filled with the power of ice and death.

After activating the original bloodline of the Snow Demon's soul, he has completely transformed into a creature of the Ice Hell. Combined with the power of the Ice Hell that he had previously controlled through sacrifice, he began to continuously suppress the Lord of the Wilderness!
Although the Lord of the Wasteland is powerful, his power is greatly restricted in this space dominated by ice.

David waved his hands, controlling the ice elements in the field, forming sharp ice blades, and launched continuous attacks on the Lord of the Wasteland.

The ice blades cut through the air, making sharp whistling sounds. Each one contained enough coldness to freeze the soul and carried the power of the icy hell!
The Lord of the Wasteland refused to be outdone. He mobilized his sea of ​​blood power in an attempt to break the shackles of this icy hell.

Blood-red energy surged around his body, and a deafening explosion sounded when it collided with the ice blade.

Every impact caused the temperature in the field to rise sharply, but David's ice power could always recover quickly to maintain the stability of the field.

The battle entered a fierce stage, and both men were trying their best.

Every attack of David was extremely precise, and every counterattack of the Lord of the Wasteland was full of devastating power.

The space within the field continued to distort, and the energies of ice and blood intertwined, forming a magnificent battle scene, constantly trying to destroy each other.

Beast mark!

The mark of the soul of the ice element!
The original bloodline of the ninth-level frost giant wolf!
David suddenly summoned all his strength.

In the spiritual world, the marks of talent light up and overlap with each other.

Under the mark of beast transformation, the beast transformation field is opened.

David's body began to be filled with the essence of the snow demon and the blood of the frost giant wolf at the same time. The two combined to transform into an ice wolf from the ice hell!

His power reached its peak at this moment. The ice elements in the domain seemed to be summoned and gathered towards the ice wolf frantically.

The Lord of the Wasteland felt the growth of this power, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but more of it was anger.

He knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so the blood-red energy gathered in his hands, forming a huge blood sword, trying to break through the shackles of the ice hell.

Boom boom boom——

Every swing brought up a blood-colored storm, which collided with the power of the ice wolf, making an earth-shaking sound.

But as the fight continued, it became clear that David was gaining the upper hand.

He gathered all his icy power towards the wolf claw, and suddenly it shot out like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the Lord of the Wasteland's defense and into his body.

With a deafening roar, the body of the Lord of the Wasteland began to collapse, turning into countless blood-red energy fragments, floating in the ice hell realm.

"Mark of Sacrifice, activate!"

David suddenly activated his sacrificial mark.

Then a strange force enveloped the blood-red energy fragments and directly started a sacrificial ceremony. The power of the Lord of the Wilderness was the sacrifice!

As David's sacrificial mark was activated, a mysterious force spread throughout the realm of the Ice Hell.

Those blood-red energy fragments seemed to be summoned and began to slowly gather towards David.

His figure appeared taller and taller in the realm, his eyes were closed and his mind was highly concentrated, ready to accept the sacrifice brought by the power of the Lord of the Wilderness.

The power of the ritual began to operate under David's guidance. His mental strength was like a bottomless black hole, greedily absorbing those energy fragments.

With every absorption, he could feel his mental strength rising and becoming stronger.

David's sacrificial mark emitted a soft glow, which contrasted sharply with the cold breath of the ice hell.

Wherever the light went, the energy fragments were purified and refined, and finally transformed into pure spiritual energy and integrated into David's consciousness.

Suddenly, David felt that he had inherited the sacrificial power in the body of the Lord of the Wasteland, and was trying to make some connection with the souls of the barbarians.

Under David's guidance, this soul connection was connected with the soul of sacrifice, and the power of mutual resonance began to transform into a new power!
This power condenses in his spiritual world to form a unique mark, which is his unique soul mark and can be used as a target for sacrifice.

From now on, the barbarians can use him as an object of sacrifice, and he can also give feedback to these believers through soul connection and grant them power!

In the field.

His figure appeared in mid-air.

The sea of ​​blood has disappeared without a trace, leaving only a world of ice!

At this moment, he transformed into a barbarian, emitting a power that resonated with the blood of these barbarians, which stunned all the barbarians.

They were puzzled by the disappearance in the wilderness, and at the same time, they were also puzzled by the barbarian blood power emanating from the figure in front of them.

The energy that comes from blood and soul says it all.

Could this be the Lord of the Wilderness, the God of the Barbarians that they truly believe in?

(End of this chapter)