Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

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Chapter 230 The Sacrifice

"Help me, I'm..."

Before she could finish, someone suddenly yanked her by the arm and dragged her towards the fire.

Seraphina never imagined that in her lifetime, she'd be roasted by a bunch of savages who looked like they belonged in a museum.

"No, no, no

Help! Somebody, help me!"

She screamed as more and more people gathered around her. When she swept her glance across them, Seraphina couldn't identify the fake wild man she had encountered earlier.

She was surrounded by a dense forest. The sky was dark, and the area was pitch black. The wind's distant howling echoed around them, like a beast lurking in the shadows, ready to devour everything in its path. The bonfire blazed brightly. The savages stared at her like a predator eyeing its prey.

They varied in height, but all were shirtless, their bodies filthy, faces painted with various colors, and wearing skirts made of leaves and branches. They looked terrifying and fierce-the very image of savages. -"Hello?"

"10000?" ""Hola?"

"10000?"

She tried sixteen different languages, but the savages didn't react. They were chattering away in their own incomprehensible tongue.

The silence deepened her despair.

the fake savage

amidst the incomprehensible chatter, she suddenly heard a distinct, mocking laugh. It was the kind of laugh that only someone like her-someone from modern society-would make. She quickly looked

any relief, the savages hoisted her up and carried

A thought consumed her mind-were they going to

"Help!"

terrified scream echoed as the savages abruptly dropped her to the

the pain, she tried to stand up. Then she saw them grab some

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right size-not too big, not too small. Gradually, more and more savages joined, making

forming a ring around her, dancing and chanting in

manner.

to be driven back to the center by the

flames were licking her skin, and the thick smoke was

around in circles,

when she thought she was going to be burned alive, the savages suddenly stopped dancing. Their

by an eerie silence

was the crackling of the fire-a chilling,

of the savages, who was holding a staff, took a few steps

a face full of wrinkles stepped into the circle, holding a

ground in front of her. Then she spoke something in

at the items on the ground, then at her

tough branches binding Seraphina's hands and

closed