Adoration for the Strong

The priest of the Blackstone Village held the roasted python meat with trembling hands. He watched as the villagers gobbled up the python meat. The sallow and weak look on their faces disappeared. They had obviously received a lot of nourishment from it.

Under Lin Xuan's intimidation, the Blackstone Village warriors around him did not dare to move. Their eyes stared straight at their God's sacrifice, and saliva fell from the corners of their mouths. It was too fragrant, and the meat had an indescribable aroma to them, making them really want to have a bite.

The priest of Blackstone Village raised his head and looked at Lin Xuan's expression. His heart tightened, and he steeled his heart and shouted, "Eat up!"