That night, Ke Meng received offerings from many of his followers once again.
Two rounds of offerings came from players, and two came from Wild Monsters. However, Ke Meng killed the minotaurs and refused their offerings.
Besides, there was no hiding the evil aura of that altar covered in hearts. Even if Ke Meng took those hearts, he had no use for them.
First came the two rounds of player offerings.
The things the players offered weren't particularly powerful. Their main selling point was utility.
Ke Meng received a severed feathered wing, though he wasn't sure what it did. During the offering, the players only said that the severed Angel Wing could give adventurers the ability to fly and imbue their attacks with light damage. It was extremely rare.
He liked it as soon as he heard that. Flight and light damage were a perfect fit for him.
Shadow Stream creatures weren't afraid of sunlight or lamplight, only the light from light-type special items. This Angel Wing might come in handy, so Ke Meng accepted the offering straightaway.
The second round of player offerings consisted of a small item: a rare fruit the players had gathered in a One-Time Instance. There was only one in the entire manor within the instance.
The players offered this rare fruit to the great Cthulhu, unsure whether the great Cthulhu had any need for such an insignificant thing.
In the end, Ke Meng didn't disdain them for their poverty. He accepted the players' offering and gave them a reward.
Then came the two rounds of monster offerings. What could he say? The Golden-Toothed Lizard tribe had performed another offering. Its king refused to give up and wanted to offer itself.
In the Lizard King's mind, the fact that its son had been taken instead