Chapter 1365 - 1364: The Tall Altar
They were led in by the orcs waiting outside.
The first thing that caught their attention was the tall sacrificial altar: "Shaman Ji Nuan’s sacrificial altar is built very tall indeed."
Ji Nuan, walking past the greeting party, smiled and said, "The newly built sacrificial altar lacks the ancient feel of tradition; the old Shaman’s altar has a more substantial weight to it."
Ji Nuan spoke very sincerely, as the sacrificial altar of the Alonso Tribe is built by orcs using stone blocks, and after numerous ceremonies, it had already shown some wear and tear, yet it appeared to have a heavier sense of heritage.
Ji Nuan believes that eventually, the sacrificial altars of the Watson Tribe’s various clans will be the same.
The old Shaman laughed heartily upon hearing this; the sacrificial altar is the most important thing to a tribe’s shaman, as it is the key to communicating with Lord Beast God.
Praising the tribe’s sacrificial altar is much more gratifying to him than praising the shaman himself.
The ceremony started at noon; the people of the Bitter Tribe and the Nomaden Tribe all knelt below the altar, watching Shaman Ji Nuan with devotion.
"Tribespeople, today, under the witness of Lord Beast God, I, Ji Nuan, formally accept you as members of the Watson Tribe. You must contribute all your efforts to the development and construction of the tribe. Can you do it?"
All the tribespeople shouted loudly from below: "We can do it!"
Ji Nuan looked at them with a solemn face: "Say it again!"
"We can do it!" The voice was even louder than before.
Ji Nuan’s expression remained unchanged: "Say it again!"
"We can do it!" This time the shout was so powerful that the sacrificial altar under Ji Nuan’s feet seemed to shake slightly.
Luckily she herself was an evolved orc, otherwise, it would have been embarrassing.
Ji Nuan turned and walked to the top of the altar, where there was a low table.
Ji Nuan took up three incense wood branches from the table, lit them, and inserted them into the porcelain basin on the table.
She stood up: "Bring the offerings."
As soon as she spoke, Luo Gan and Shu each carried two beast heads and stepped tremblingly onto the sacred altar.
But they only reached the first level, and the offerings in their hands were taken over by Xiu Yan and brought directly to the fourth level, where Ji Nuan placed them one by one.
When the orcs stationed there were unaware, a faint fragrance slowly spread from the sacrificial altar to the surroundings.
The orcs just felt their minds becoming clearer, and their spirits were much more uplifted.
Ji Nuan took the porcelain bowl that had been prepared in advance, collected blood from the heads of several prey, and then, accompanied by Xiu Yan, slowly came to the first level of the altar: "All tribespeople, come before me one at a time."
Shu and Luo Gan came up one by one; Ji Nuan used her finger to dip into the deep beast blood and mark the center of their foreheads.
"The tribe will also protect you; if any beast dares to bully our people, they will be slain!"
The last two words were spoken by Ji Nuan in a very sonorous and forceful manner, making Luo Gan and Shu’s faces flush red, their expressions excited, and they followed along repeating these words, perhaps not even knowing what they meant.
From then on, whenever an orc came up, Ji Nuan repeated the same action and words.
When the ceremony finally concluded, it had been two hours.
"The newly joined tribespeople of the Watson Tribe, let us worship Lord Beast God together, wishing the Beast’s protection over our Watson Tribe forever, and safeguarding our people."