si-mexico Chapter 265 Fireworks Festival
Chapter 265 Fireworks Festival
Now that midnight has quietly passed, the long-awaited fireworks display has finally arrived!
In the cold night, the biting wind howled like knives, but the beastmen braved the wind and emerged from the warm cave.
Ruan Mianmian was incredibly thoughtful; she placed an enormous fire crystal at the entrance of the cave to provide some warmth for everyone.
After all, adult orcs might be able to withstand the biting cold for a short time, but the young orc cubs would be no match for such torment.
Although Ruan Mianmian wanted everyone to fully enjoy the spectacular fireworks display, she was also well aware that if someone got sick or caught a cold because of the momentary joy, it would be a real loss.
So, beforehand, Ruan Mianmian had taken out all the firecrackers that needed to be set off, and all kinds of fireworks, fireworks, and tubes were piled up to form a small hill.
Immediately afterwards, she instructed Yu to go to a place not far from the cave and light a large bonfire.
After the bonfire was blazing, Ruan Mianmian carefully placed all kinds of fireworks in the most suitable positions. Then she took out a few sticks of sandalwood that emitted a faint fragrance from her bosom and prepared to light the fireworks.
"Everyone, are you all ready?" Ruan Mianmian raised her voice and asked loudly to everyone.
"We're all ready!" everyone responded with laughter.
Before the words had even finished, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to them, where their dignified leader was steadily holding a very thin wooden stick.
Because orcs are born with superhumanly sensitive ears, they can keenly detect even the slightest changes in sound from the outside world.
Moreover, they had never encountered anything as novel and exciting as fireworks before.
Therefore, to ensure everyone's safety, Ruan Mianmian chose to take on the responsibility of lighting the fireworks alone.
In the blink of an eye, she swiftly used the wooden stick to light the long string of firecrackers hanging high on the tree branch.
In an instant, a thunderous crackling sound suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the entire valley.
The sound was so loud, it was like the roar of countless beasts at the same time, or like the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth, as if it would completely tear apart the originally peaceful and serene night sky!
When the deafening sound of the firecrackers first reached the ears of the beastmen, they were slightly startled, and their bodies tensed up instinctively.
However, just moments later, that sharp, piercing sound, like the first light of dawn, broke through the darkness and pierced straight into the depths of their hearts.
In an instant, an indescribable feeling welled up in their hearts, as if the long-suppressed gloom and fear in their hearts had been completely dispelled by this sudden loud noise, replaced by a brand new power full of hope and vitality, making them feel as if they had been reborn.
"This...is this the power of the Beast God?" Zhi thought to himself as he watched the crackling firecrackers.
Although Sen and Yong were somewhat afraid of such a thing, in order to ensure the safety of their leader and to trust the divine object that their leader had brought out, they stood beside Ruan Mianmian without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, Ruan Mianmian began to ignite the various other types of fireworks in an orderly manner.
With a series of crisp popping sounds, colorful fireworks soared into the sky, like dazzling flowers blooming in the air.
Some of them transformed into golden shooting stars streaking across the sky; others transformed into colorful phoenixes spreading their wings and soaring high; still others resembled silver waterfalls cascading down from the sky... Each firework, with its unique color and shape, created a series of magnificent scenes, leaving viewers dazzled and in awe.
"Wow, isn't this a miracle? It's unbelievable!" The orcs exclaimed in waves, as if they had witnessed the most awe-inspiring sight in the world.
"A miracle! My God, this is incredible!" Everyone stared in astonishment at what they saw, their faces filled with amazement and reverence.
"Beast God above, please bless our tribe with eternal peace and prosperity!" A beastman knelt down and prayed devoutly, his voice filled with awe and reliance on the deity.
"Thank you, Beast God! Thank you, Goddess! May you always protect us!" The sounds of gratitude echoed in the air, like a stirring melody.
Ruan Mianmian stood in the center of the crowd, listening to the people's amazed words, her beautiful face beaming with joy.
At that moment, she felt the meaning and value of what she had done, and a sense of satisfaction welled up deep within her.
Just then, the highly respected and revered shaman of the tribe walked slowly and solemnly toward Ruan Mianmian.
His weathered face and his eyes revealed a deep sense of awe.
He reached out his hands, trembling slightly, and carefully stroked the hem of Ruan Mianmian's clothes, as if he had touched the most precious treasure in the world.
The Great Shaman spoke in a slightly hoarse but extremely solemn tone: "Goddess, you have brought such a wondrous thing. This must be an unparalleled blessing bestowed upon our tribe by the Beast God! Please allow me to express my deepest respect and gratitude to you on behalf of the entire tribe."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly and deeply bent down, the movement slow and solemn, as if bearing a weight of a thousand pounds.
He leaned forward, his forehead almost touching the ground, forming a near right angle, an angle that revealed his deepest awe and respect for the person before him.
With this extremely respectful gesture, he shouted, "Thank you, Goddess!" in a loud and grateful voice.
At the same instant, the entire tribe seemed to have been switched on. Whether they were strong adult or young children, they all knelt down without hesitation and bowed to Ruan Mianmian.
At that moment, dazzling fireworks burst forth one after another behind Ruan Mianmian.
The dazzling lights illuminated the night sky, making her figure appear exceptionally tall.
She stood there quietly, like a sacred and inviolable statue, radiating an undeniable majesty and compassion.
As everyone bowed, Ruan Mianmian smiled and gently raised her hand, saying, "Everyone, please rise. May our tribe prosper and our lives get better and better!"
Her words were as warm as a spring breeze, filling everyone who heard them with hope and strength.
Immediately afterwards, the orcs stood up excitedly, raised their right hands high, and waved them incessantly.
They opened their throats and roared with all their might, expressing their inner joy in this most primitive and direct way.
Those shouts converged into a torrent, resounding through the sky, seemingly trying to break free from the constraints of this world.
Many years later, the people in the tribe experienced countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters, and witnessed all kinds of beautiful and dazzling fireworks displays.
However, whenever and wherever they look up at the fireworks in the night sky, the memory of that night when they first met the goddess always comes to mind.
The shock, emotion, and longing for a better future they felt at that moment are forever etched in their hearts, becoming an indelible and precious memory for their entire lives.