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.

was the fake savage with

it, but 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 up and met a

she could feel any relief, the savages hoisted

thought consumed her mind-were they going

"Help!"

scream echoed as the savages

up. Then she saw

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formed was just the right size-not too big, not too small. Gradually, more and more savages

a ring around her,

manner.

circle, only to be driven back to the center by the heat of the flames. They wouldn't let

licking her skin, and the thick

around in circles, utterly clueless about what

going to be burned alive, the savages suddenly stopped dancing.

It was now replaced by an eerie silence as they all looked up at

was the crackling of the fire-a chilling, fear-inducing

moment, the leader of the savages, who was holding a staff, took a

face full of wrinkles stepped into

the ground in front of

pointed at the items on the ground, then at her own mouth, mimicking the action of

untied the tough branches binding Seraphina's hands

circle closed back