69novels Chapter 451 The Beginning of Disaster
Chapter 451 The Beginning of Disaster
Backlund Time, Winter Ceremony Eve 1:30
Location: ▇▇▇▇▇▇
[Holy Axe] stood in a dark corner in a black robe, holding his breath and concentrating. Even the usually noisy [Holy Grail] Nelson remained silent, which was unusual for him.
In the darkness, more people stood quietly, surrounding the only light in the center.
It was a strange altar, a thick, sticky red light illuminating a large, circular stone slab from above. A variety of extraordinary items were placed on the bloody formation, glued to the stone slab by various reddish-brown flesh and blood.
The high priest, wearing a crown of twisted white bones, was like a statue, bathed in an unholy red light. He had two faces, one male and one female, both maintaining the same silence.
Illuminated by the red glow, the entire space fell into absolute silence. All devotion, worship, and base desires melted into the silence, becoming the highest reverence for the skyscrapers.
Twenty minutes passed in silence, and the high priest, holding the scepter, finally spoke.
"Where's Meade Jackson?"
The high priest's voice was calm and steady, neither sad nor happy, and he declared the cruelest fact in an unchanging tone.
Someone was late to this sacred ceremony.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold, and everyone felt an inexplicable fear. Even though the chief priest had done nothing, he still made everyone feel an unprecedented chill.
Finally, a man in a black robe walked out of the darkness and humbly responded to the high priest.
“Reporting to the honorable High Priest, we have not been able to contact Mead for a long time.
"It seems... he lost contact with the keepsake..."
The black-robed man's voice grew softer and softer, and the simple fact brought great fear to people.
If someone is destined not to be able to attend the event, it means that the ceremony will lose a token and become incomplete, or even fail, attracting the wrath of the Sky God and divine punishment.
"We...are missing...a...a token..."
The black-robed man's voice began to tremble.
They had prepared for this ceremony for a long time. As a member of the cult, the man in black robe had put his heart and soul into it, but in the end, it was all ruined because of a little Mimid. He was filled with anger and fear.
"No, our ceremony is complete."
Before the man in black robe could doubt anything, the high priest's staff pierced his chest.
The twisted and hideous scepter was turned and pulled, and the hot and boiling heart was hooked out.
The black-robed man's eyes widened in disbelief as he slowly fell to the ground. The high priest didn't pause for a second as he slowly and calmly removed the heart from the scepter and placed it in the gap in the formation.
A truly great cause will not collapse completely because of a small mistake.
Any important plan requires thorough preparation and a complete plan.
Clearly, the High Priest's solution was to obtain the heart of his followers. He didn't specifically choose the black-robed man as a sacrifice; it was simply because he was closest to him.
The last gap was filled and the ceremony was finally successfully carried out on time.
The high priest tapped the ground with his staff, and several men in black robes walked out of the darkness, each holding something different.
A twisted head emitting a red glow, this one belonged to Alan Friedman, and contained the Beyonder characteristics of Alan's Sequence 2. His ascension ritual had failed, but the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 2 had merged with the original characteristics in a distorted and incomplete manner, forming a degraded version of an angel-level Beyonder.
A twisted, inhuman remains, this divine messenger from the Tianming Cult. Through the Tianming Cult's numerous rituals, not only had his original soul completely annihilated, becoming a puppet to carry out the divine will, but after being infused with the spiritual power of the gods many times, his flesh was imbued with the spiritual power of a higher order.
Through the Tianming Cult, the Motian Cult created this monster—or rather, a humanoid extraordinary object—a body that had begun to possess divine nature. Unfortunately, the final ritual did not allow the monster to be fully tempered.
But it doesn't matter, this intensity is enough. In any major plan, there must be room for maneuver.
No...or rather, the Cult of God does not care about the results of this operation.
All they needed was to cause a big commotion, trigger a grand division in the Northern Continent, and leave a deeper scar in Backlund.
This is enough. Every action of the Ferris God Cult is not purely for success. They just want a start, and then leave a deep enough scar to wait for the next action.
As the scars grow deeper, one day, any iron wall will be shattered by them.
It is always easier to destroy than to create. Creating a grand unity is extremely difficult, but creating a grand division is much easier.
Every action of the Ferris Cult will never be the final word, but only a stepping stone for further action. True success always lies in the next step, the next step, and the next step... until the end of their mission.
This is a cruel story with only a beginning but no ending.
The last piece was a little girl who bore a passing resemblance to Holy Axe. This was a slice of Holy Axe's life at age ten. Using the power of the Sky God, the High Priest had sliced off Holy Axe's life between the ages of eight and ten, creating these slices.
The little girl in front of him contained the memories and personality of [Holy Axe] from the age of eight to ten, while [Holy Axe] himself had completely lost this period of memory and life. The memories and personality formation before the age of ten were blank.
As for his memories before the age of eight, they had been cut off by the High Priest, made into another slice, and then killed by the sleeping German in Bayam.
No one forced the Holy Axe to perform the ritual. Instead, she was the first to step forward at the beginning of the plan and ask the high priest to remove the cowardly and incompetent self from her childhood.
No one felt sorry for the child, including the child himself.
The little girl was once forcibly stuffed into the body of the Tianming Divine Envoy, carrying the divinity of the Sky God [Oneness] and integrating the divinity of [Heavenly Sound], allowing the chief priest to forcibly drive the divinity of other gods.
Afterwards, the finishing touch of the [Holy Axe] decisively destroyed the little girl's frontal lobe, turning her into a walking corpse.
In this ceremony, she is still the bridge connecting two different divinities, integrating and balancing the divinities of the two under the power of [sameness].
[Holy Axe] silently carried the girl forward and placed her on the stone slab.
Under the red light, the lines on the stone slabs emitted a faint light, and three bodies floated up.
The chief priest raised his scepter and prayed to the filthy and evil gods.
"...the endless radiance of the heavens, the sharp edge of difference and unity, the banner of all things...
"...Great Lord of the Sky, your humble servant begs for alms..."
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