The Amazon Rainforest in Brazil, Tribe Village
Due to the night haunting the moon, the entire village was surrounded by darkness, with only a few campfires and torches lit. The village was large, but one thing that piqued a person's interest was that the entire village was silent, not because of the night, but because of something else that could send a chill down the spine of any living being.
The entire tribe village was pinned to silence, and the village was also filled with the stinking smell of blood. Inside the tribe village, a stream of blood from all the small huts formed a pond of the villagers' blood, and there in the pond was a figure with similar scarlet blood tattoos on the neck, but this person wasn't holding a book but a brush, and this dark figure was a woman as anyone can see the bulging chest from the cloak.
This woman's figure was in the pond, surrounded by small figures who had crawled from various huts throughout the village. Only her neck was visible from the cloak, which had scarlet blood tattoos, while she was wearing the dark cloak.
These small figures with scarlet blood eyes were new-born babies inside the village who were no more than a month old. They crawled from their huts to the tattooed woman's seated figure inside the blood pond.
While staring at the women, these babies began to drink the cold blood from the pond.
Just when she was chanting something that was similar but quite different from the darkly tattooed man in the forest with the similar pond situation,
A wave of sinful energy swiped through the village.
The dark-clad woman turned in the direction of the sinful energy, just as the tattooed man appeared out of thin air, holding the half-torn book in his hand—the same man who had vanished from the Amazon forest.
"Morkunda," the woman said. We must act quickly or Blood deity will be dissatisfied.
The man asked, "What about your ritual?"
It has yet to be done, but we must act, or else those "Alankar Shala" Yogis will seal them, which will be a problem, said the women.
[["Alankar Shala"]] is a school of Yogis, Rishi, Pandits, and Monks that is one of the greatest powers on earth and is respected and feared even by the Empire on earth. No power on earth disrespects them because of the "Brahma Yogi"'s presence.]]
However, the man suggested that this could be a trap to lure us out.
Just then, the woman closed her eyes and figured out something. Then she opened her eyes and said, "There will be something that will help us while we are gone, but I am not sure about our success."
The man with the book said we should go then to at least try to secure the mantra sheet or break it!
The woman turned to look at the man while waving her hand with the pen, which formed a slashing wave of dark blood ark energy that slashed at the man and cut through him, slicing him into two halves while saying, "You are as brainless as ever.
The man who had been sliced in half opened his eyes while forming a smile of delight as if he wanted this to happen as if he was enjoying the torture from the woman's pen. The man's body, which had been halved, had no matter between; only blood was visible, no organs, nothing but blood. In a few seconds, his whole body, which had been sliced from the head to the bottom as two parts, started to merge from between. The man didn't say a word while he was recovering but had a delightful smile on his face.
The woman had a disgusted look on her face while seeing the man's smile. She said, "Let's go!" "I have something that can help us infiltrate and take what we need."
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