Master of the Stars

Chapter 153: Quasi-sacrificial vessel (Part 2)

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After the human-faced spider reappeared, it didn't move much. It only used its six strange pupils to stare coldly at this guy who was on the same level as it.

"Smoky Man" feels like he is having a nightmare, where the world is ending, and when he wakes up from the dream, everything is back to normal.

He circled around the human-faced spider many times, and he could see that there were some changes in the human-faced spider before and after the flames burned it. The most straightforward thing was that half of the limbs that were cut off by He Yueyin's knife were long. They all “grow” again.

Does the human-faced spider also have the ability to resurrect from the ashes

"Smoky Man" could not think of such weird and absurd things as "there is a human-faced spider hidden in the belly of a human-faced spider" even if he turned his mind three hundred times.

All he knew was that nothing could happen to the human-faced spider in the hands of the cult. This is the key to the continued existence of the Blood Flame Order in the foreseeable future.

The "Black Smoke Man" adjusts his emotions and the way the energy information of his consciousness is transported, so that it can connect with the human-faced spider, and the human-faced spider does not resist.

Soon, his consciousness cut into the deep area of the Human-Faced Spider and saw a terrifying scene like a furnace and hell.

"Black Smoke Man" breathed a sigh of relief first.

In the teachings of the Blood Flame Order where he belongs, the great Blood Flame Will is hidden deep in everyone's intense and extreme emotions such as anger, hatred, despair, etc. It has no specific form or clear self-awareness, but it has a powerful, Terrifying, absolutely dominating power and restless and unrestrained operating rules.

Therefore, after the sect obtained this human-faced spider, they projected the sect's most classic meditation environment here and used it as a foundation to build the basic structure of the future sacrificial vessel.

Everything looks unchanged, but further verification is needed.

The consciousness of the "Black Smoke Man" continued to deepen, and soon there was a special "sound" transmitted all the way up from the depths of the sea of fire and magma.

"Blood, blood, blood!"

"Fire, fire, fire!"

The monotonous and crazy shouts converged into a roar that made people anxious, but to the "Black Smoke Man", it was very kind and reassuring.

This is the prayer of the lower-level believers of the sect. The real prayer sounds are naturally much more complicated. However, the structure carried by the human-faced spider cannot be completely restored at present, and can only be roughly classified.

The "blood" type is often associated with hatred and malice, while the "fire" type is more about seeking excitement.

from these prayer calls

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, it is confirmed that the "Blood Soul Temple" structure implanted by the religious group still exists, the foundation has not been lost, and everything is fine.

Through the "Blood Soul Temple", he contacted the sect, and soon, he received a deep and firm response.

"I am here."

Facing the main priest, "Black Smoke Man" completely relaxed: "Sir, something happened in the previous incident..."

In fact, the chief priest was aware of this hunting operation. The "Black Smoke Man" was accompanying the Man-Faced Spider in foraging when he discovered the man-faced spider's restless target, which was Jack. It was hard to judge at the time, so he discussed with the officiant and obtained permission before pursuing him to hunt. But it would be difficult for the officiant to imagine the subsequent development of the situation.

After listening to the brief report, the officiant was not too surprised and just said: "Molun, is our 'mold' damaged?"

The so-called mold refers to the human-faced spider.

The "Smoke Man", also known as Morun, flashed in his mind the scene of the human-faced spider "resurrecting from the ashes", but this kind of thing is too complicated to talk about, so he only picked out the key points and responded simply:

"No, not really. It seems to have improved a bit."

"Indeed, here, I can feel some kind of spiritual pressure that I have never experienced before, and the order and layering of the environment are also increasing. Although order has never been a hobby of the great Blood Flame Will, the road to it can be , there must always be some distinction between near and far, high and low.”

"It's just as you said." Morun calmed down.

"The forty-year establishment ceremony is coming soon. In order to restore the glory of the order, our actions will always involve crises and adventures. This is encouraged by the blood flame will, as long as the final goal is achieved."

The officiant made a calm arrangement: "There is already a soul host at your grazing place, and I will send another one, as well as transportation. Your task now is to get out of the center of the storm as soon as possible and bring our mold back safely."

"As you wish, Your Excellency." Morun disconnected the communication, his consciousness wandering in the depths of the hell, inexplicably in a trance.

It's been forty years.

Forty years ago, when the Third World War was in the ascendant, the first chief priest of the Blood Flame Order felt the great will of the Blood Flame in the despair of the war, realized his ability awakening, and established the Blood Flame Order on the battlefield. group.

It was one of the earliest well-documented modern secret orders in the world. Morun was one of the founders of the sect. He was only twenty years old at the time.

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A new recruit on the battlefield.

He gained endless pleasure from the killing power given by the blood flames, and the rapid development of the cult also allowed him to achieve achievements that he had never dreamed of when he was a boy.

As a long-established secret sect, the "Blood Flame" once had an astonishing glory. Their followers are located in nearly two-thirds of the world's metropolitan areas. They were one of the few worldwide sects at that time.

However, the good times did not last long. The too intense and extreme teachings lost their vitality after losing the support of war and crisis environment. The sect declined rapidly after the war, and successive major doctrinal changes, internal divisions, external dependence and other changes cut this powerful force into pieces. Morun's group could only stay in the Xia City area, relying on the high-level combat effectiveness to barely maintain the appearance of a secret sect.

During the years of changes, the most important tool for realizing the Blood Flame's will to communicate with lower-level believers, the cult's sacrificial vessel, was unfortunately damaged, which dealt a heavy blow to the cult.

The powerful sacrificial weapon was originally the pride of the Blood Flame Order, and it was an important inheritance weapon that distinguished them from those of the Wild Fox Zen and Pheasant Groups. It is precisely because of the "sacrificial weapon" that those low-level believers have a regular channel for direct communication with the great Blood Flame's will, and have real feedback of "manifestation of supernatural powers and intervention in reality", which is an important way to unite people's hearts and cultivate underachievers. the best way.

Losing the sacrificial artifact is undoubtedly a fatal blow and a painful humiliation for a religious order based on extraordinary power.

Nowadays, their religious group is the same as those pheasant groups. Every sacrificial activity, no matter how big or small, requires the guidance of the chief priest. Using manual methods to communicate the will of the blood flames is very consumption-intensive, has many restrictions, and is difficult to make people Convince has become the biggest bottleneck restricting the recovery and development of the sect.

Morun has had enough of this kind of hell. He had experienced the most glorious period of the Order, and therefore could not bear the current decadent situation.

Now, everyone in the cult has paid a huge price to find a way to regain the sacrificial weapon. The human-faced spider is the key to the key, and there must be no room for error!

"Great blood flame will, I ask for your blessing."

His consciousness completed a simple prayer in the furnace hell, and he could feel the response of a certain vague will coming from the depths of the void. Moreover, it was rare and clear in recent years.

It's like a real god, looking down from above.

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