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 with the

the kind of laugh that only someone like her-someone from modern society-would make. She quickly looked up and met

any relief, the savages hoisted her up and carried her towards the

was freezing. A thought consumed her mind-were they

"Help!"

scream echoed as the savages abruptly dropped

pain, she tried to stand up. Then she

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

a ring around her, dancing and

manner.

escape the circle, only to be driven back to the center by the heat of the

The flames were licking her skin, and the thick smoke was

in circles, utterly clueless

to be burned alive, the savages suddenly stopped dancing. Their expressions

now replaced by

only sound was the crackling of the fire-a chilling,

of the savages, who was holding a staff, took a few steps back. That movement

wrinkles

placed the leaf on the ground in front of her. Then she spoke something in a language Seraphina couldn't

the items on the ground, then at her own mouth,

the tough branches binding Seraphina's

circle closed