Everyone in the Da Shun Delegation frowned at the sight, but none of them moved.
They could see that although the people being bitten were screaming in agony, they neither struggled nor fought back. It seemed they were all willing participants.
Someone asked, "Mr. Ash, is this the banquet?"
Ash said quietly, "Yes, this is the banquet. More precisely, it's a sacrifice."
Su Wei knitted his brows and asked, "Do all the sacrifices here use human offerings?"
Ash said, "Yes, but you needn't concern yourselves too much with those people. Most of the offerings are death-row prisoners they bought from the government. Of course, some volunteered..."
"Volunteered?"
"Yes. They're fanatics who believe they can become one with primal desire. As for some of the others..."
Ash lowered his voice further. "They're willing to trade their bodies for enough money to keep their families alive.
"The Primitive Sect is actually quite popular among some people in the slums. While they're alive, they can enjoy all sorts of pleasures, along with the stimulation of various drugs and entertainment Implant Bodies. Once they become gravely ill or beyond saving, they can sell themselves to the sect for money—and fetch a good price."
Someone could not help asking, "Fetch a good price for themselves? Is that supposed to be something worth praising?"
Ash sighed. "This is the Federation. You'll have to get used to it. Besides, the Primitive Sect is fairly honest in its dealings. It makes sure the relatives receive the full payment. Thanks to that, the capital has far fewer public-order incidents each year."
Chen Chuan paid no attention to the people below. He could feel waves of domain field fluctuations around him. This was indeed a sect's sacrificial rite.
Viewed from above, a gigantic face could now be seen beneath the