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 the

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

feel any relief, the savages hoisted her up and

her mind-were they going to

"Help!"

as the savages abruptly

stand up. Then she saw them

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they formed was just the right size-not too big, not too

a ring around

manner.

with each attempt to escape the circle, only to be driven back to the

flames were licking her skin, and the

spinning around in circles, utterly clueless about what to

was going to be burned alive, the savages suddenly

by an eerie silence as

sound was the crackling

that moment, the leader of the savages, who was holding a staff, took a few steps back. That movement created a gap in the

woman with a face full of wrinkles stepped into the

the ground in front of her.

then at her own mouth, mimicking the action of

untied the tough branches

closed back