The plains.
A gentle breeze, tinged with the faint scent of blood, drifted past.
Nearly ten thousand desiccated corpses, impaled on sharp wooden stakes, stretched out as far as the eye could see like a forest, creating a shocking visual impact.
"This… A blood sacrifice on this scale… What are the people of Tewa Kan trying to do?"
Marina's body trembled, her expression one of terror. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees.
"A blood sacrifice?"
Su Ye's expression shifted slightly.
He knew that on the Far South Continent, almost every city-state had a tradition of blood sacrifice.
This was true even for a city like Aino City, whose Goddess of Fertility presided over the relatively gentle domains of 'agriculture' and 'bountiful harvest'.
It was just that, in Marina's memory, even during the 'Grand Rite' held at the end of the year in the various city-states, the number of offerings was kept to around a hundred people.
However…
