The arrival of Konrad's group didn't kindle any reaction within the tribe whose members formed a succession of circles around the center where sixteen poles stood erect with men tied on them.
As fire rose from the bottom of the pole to the base of those men's feet, the smell of charred flesh mixed with that of blazing smoke, stretching throughout the encampment while screams echoing the victims' dread thundered.
Clearly, they weren't the first round.
Witnessing this scene Else shook her head.
"The practice of human sacrifice yields no benefit for non-infernal cult members. Those tribal fools have no idea that the entirety of their sacrificial offerings only serves to fuel the Infernal Cult's merit reserves.
You'd think that after one-hundred thousand years of nothing, they'd get the hint."
Else remarked as they approached the gathering. Though it was only a medium tribe, the Aran tribe still numbered several thousand individuals. And right now, all gathered in one spot.
"In truth, men do not pray and make offerings to have their prayers answered. They do it to reaffirm their faith, ease their hearts, and maintain control over the faithful. Being answered is just a bonus."
Zamira replied, her words eliciting an approving nod from Konrad.
"Lord Anzu, Battle G.o.d, we, your humble servants, offer you these sacrifices so that you may protect us in battle and bring your infernal ire unto our enemies!"
The shaman conducting the ceremony exclaimed with his arms outstretched. The chieftain stood at his right while the thousands of tribesmen and tribeswomen at their back bowed in veneration toward a towering idol of the Demon G.o.d and Primogen Anzu.
While deeper into the Barbarian Continent, the Four Kings' faith was the most prominent, within the border tribes' the situation wildly differed. Due to their constant in-fighting, the border tribes mainly venerated the Battle G.o.d, Anzu.
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The fire burned brighter, lacing the feet of the sacrificial offerings, and spreading to their legs.
"AAAAAAAAARGH!"
Their howls rose to a new pitch.
With their eyes focused on prayer and sacrifice, no one noticed the small group sneaking into the sea of individuals. However…
"Hum, hum!"
…When the loud throat-clearing echoed, all were forced to s.h.i.+ft their heads. Making noise during a sacrifice was an offense no tribal faithful would ever violate. Therefore, all were startled by the sound they heard, and the shaman included, locked their eyes onto Konrad's party.
