Chapter 5 Sacrifice (Part I)
When Zhou Han returned to his camp and was preparing to pack, Xiao Yong walked in and handed Zhou Han a box: "Brother Han. This is for you."
"This is what..." Zhou Han opened the box and saw a bloody-red Ganoderma inside.
Zhou Han was no stranger to this Ganoderma. Half a year ago, he led Xiao Yong, who had just joined the army, on the battlefield. He helped Xiao Yong set the record of killing more than 20 enemies. The military rewarded Xiao Yong this bloody-red Ganoderma.
This bloody-red Ganoderma had an 80-year vintage, which was extremely useful for replenishing the body, especially for some inner injuries. Perhaps it was the inner injury Zhou Han had that caused the sudden collapse of his strength. This bloody-red Ganoderma was such a timely gift.
Xiao Yong had stored this bloody-red Ganoderma for more than half a year and had not used it himself. Zhou Han did not expect that Xiao Yong decided to give the precious blood-red Ganoderma to him. Zhou Han was deeply moved by Xiao Yong.
"Xiao Yong, I am already a complete waste. Don't waste your treasure on me…" Without letting Zhou Han finish his refusal, Xiao Yong ran away immediately, as if he knew that Zhou Han would refuse his gift. Xiao Yong shouted out while running away "Brother Han. I trust you. The Battalion Commander has already told me. I believe you will become the Division Commander!"
"Oh..." Zhou Han sighed and had to accept the Ganoderma. Strong wind tests the strength of grass and a long task proves a man's heart. True friendship and brotherhood would never disappoint one in hardships. Xiao Yong, Luo Cheng, they were both the Zhou Han's true brothers. They were worth remembering for life.
"Six months, half a year, I must make a strong comeback!" Zhou Han silently vowed to himself while packing up.
Ouch!
Zhou Han's hand was suddenly stroked by something, and blood suddenly leached out.
Zhou Han casually pressed the wound with his fingers, and then carefully pulled the bed open. There was nothing but a broken skin roll on the bed.
"Is this skin roll that pierced my hand?" Zhou Han wondered and picked up the skin roll. He didn't notice that the blood on his finger was stained on the skin and slowly absorbed by the skin.
Zhou Han did not remember where the skin roll came from. He didn't even know since when did the skin roll come under his bed.
The skin roll was very hard. He couldn't tell what kind of animal was it from. It had dense lines on the skin, which Zhou Han could not tell its type. Zhou Han rubbed against the skin, and he was about to check the corners of the roll to see if there was anything sharp that pierced his finger. All of a sudden, the skin roll left Zhou Han's hands and floated in the air in front of him.
"This..." Zhou Han was a little shocked. Before he could react, the skin turned into a light and shot into the middle of his eyebrows. Zhou Han's eyes turned into black and he quickly became unconscious.
No one knew how long it had passed. Zhou Han suddenly woke up. He found that he was no longer in the camp, but at a strange place.
This was a very large altar. It was at least a thousand feet tall, full of vastness and ancient sense.
At the top of the altar, there floated some red air. The red air was constantly clashing within itself. Whenever it was about to escape from the edge of the alter, it would be bounced back by some unknown force.
Just as Zhou Han was wondering what happened in a shock, the air on top of the altar suddenly stopped clashing. It turned into an enchanting woman.
The woman was about 20 years old. She wore a red dress, which outlined her charming curves. A pair of beautiful eyes were full of charm with her rosy cherry lips attracting everyone. This was a peerless beauty. Zhou Han couldn't deny this fact, though Princess Jianning was always the most beautiful woman in his heart.
"Young man, do you want to get me? Come on, to the altar. Come to my side." The enchanting woman said in a sweet and irresistible voice.
While talking, the beautiful woman slowly took off her dress, revealing a bloody hot body.
Though Zhou Han felt something was wrong, he could no longer control his mind. His legs stepped forward to the altar without control.
"Young man, hurry up. I can't wait anymore. I have been lonely for too long…" The beautiful woman kept seducing him, making some attractive moves at the same time.
Just when Zhou Han was about to lose his mind, there was a shout from an old man in the altar "You demon woman, don't ever want to hurt people! "
The altar trembled, giving out a soft white glow, and the light shone on the beautiful woman. The woman screamed in pain. The attractive and seducing scene suddenly turned into a sly, being suppressed by the white glow.
"Ah, ah, you old turtle. Wait till I drain all your source of power. I will send you to the hell. Ah…" The sly continued its vicious curses and screams.
"Hu..." Zhou Han was having a mouthful of gasping and couldn't control his fear. If it was not the altar that interrupted the beautiful woman, he probably had been seduced to the top of the altar. There must be bad endings waiting for him there.
"Young man, my master whom I had been waiting for over 1,000 years. I am sorry that you had such a shock." A kind voice came out of the altar, like an kind old man.
"The new master he has been waiting for 1,000 years? Where is this?" Zhou Han was extremely surprise. He didn't know what was going on. The old man called him his master.
"The story goes this. I am a sacrifice spirit. My last master died 1,000 years ago. Only when I saw a new master would I bring him here. I have inspected you for half a year. You satisfy all the criteria as a new master. So I let you in. You are now in my spiritual space." The spirit explained.
"The sacrifice of the spirit? The spiritual space? " Zhou Han was even more shocked. He had no idea what sacrifice spirit or spiritual space are. But Zhou Han's attention was not on this. The spirit said that he had inspected him for half year. So was his plummeting strength related to this spirit?
Feeling the doubts in Zhou Han, the spirit explained "I have been extracting your essence in the past six months. That's why your strength has been declining."
"Mother *** ! You old bastard!" After knowing the truth about the decline of his strength, Zhou Han suddenly screamed.