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Chapter 698: Festival of Gods.
"It's really troublesome! How can a blood sacrifice be so gruelling? As an evil god, "a word of the oracle to let a group of lunatic believers commit suicide" can't do something as simple as a ghost evil god! You have to do a blood sacrifice! To "cheat a group of believers" to control their minds and ask this uncle to say something like this... "Guru"... The cult is simply a shame to the vast number of evil gods!"
Swallowing a piece of tender rabbit meat, Kane casually started teasing loudly at the "smiling" church.
Perhaps in this guy's opinion, the so-called "church" absolutely brainwashing believers is a very simple basic skill. Fanatics should be mass-produced like canned pork on the assembly line.
Regarding Kane's perception, the punk standing indifferently under a big tree next to him just silently shook his head and expressed noncommitment.
The caster didn't even bother to accept the knight's complaining words, because in his opinion, Kane's ridicule was a pointless guess.
Without sufficient knowledge reserves, the legendary knight obviously does not know enough about the gods, and even "Smile", the "little girl" who has just become the "God of Red Sand" for less than 10,000 years, may just have a little knowledge of the "god" group.
You must know that for gods, "believers" are always troublesome and have to be managed well. It is equally difficult to reduce believers and increase believers, especially those crazy believers with extreme thinking must be cultivated from an early age. It can be cultivated, and after a group of fanatics are cultivated, it is not easy to deal with them.
This has nothing to do with the ability of the church to "fudge people", and it has nothing to do with whether the medieval peasants who don't know how to bluff are good or not, because the restrictions on the number of believers are not human thoughts or social factors, but as beliefs. The core gods themselves.
For a god, too few believers will cause his own divine power to make ends meet, and even unable to meet the basic needs of survival.
But too many believers will cause the priesthood to erode one's will greatly faster. Gods with believers in the multiverse like Lord of Dawn will have no "self" for a long time.
Only keeping the number of believers in a state of "no more, no less" is a reasonable move that a god should make, but...maintaining this balanced state is far more difficult than making a church prosperous.
But now, after this blood sacrifice, the mass deaths of "Red Sand Gods" followers and the widely spread "Red Sand God's prestige" may break the balance created by "Smile"-if the festival works Too good will lead to a sharp increase in the number of believers, and if the operation is too poor, it will cause a large number of believers to decline in their beliefs. In either case, it is a thorny problem. Therefore, a smile must be a key measure.
This is why she wants to make this kind of "seemingly powerful but actually concealed" festival in an old forest deep in the mountains.
Those believers who rushed to the altar probably didn’t know that the purpose of the gods they believed in was not for the so-called "proclaiming glory and spreading faith". This is just a seemingly very public ceremony and never thought of being made public to participate. Among the worshippers, except for the two legendary powers who were already impatient, the rest were just a pile of "lambs" to be slaughtered.
The "God of Red Sand" is just looking for a name to summon some shallow believers and even false believers to the altar, and then order his pastor to use spiritual magic to control these insignificant shallow believers to be sacrificed voluntarily, anyway. As a Cthulhu, it is a normal behavior to use divine arts to order believers to do something.
In this way, Punk and Kane watched from a distance on the mountain, the group of followers of the "Red Sand God Sect" with more than 30,000 people busy using various hideous animal skulls, grim reliefs, and paintings to embellish themselves." At the same time, there are other believers from this small plane rushing over to participate in this "grand event" one after another.
Watching the process of "ant moving" is not fun, at least the "instant killing gun", who is always impatient in some small things, is already very upset at this time.
As a result, Kane watched the "lambs" that dragged their families into the sacrifice site from the pass of a mountain, while tearing off half of the rabbit's leg and handing it to punk symbolically, frowning and asking vaguely:
"The number of these "living sacrifices" is tens of thousands, and it should be enough to pay the ridiculous price. Does the smiling guy think that this adventure will last for several years?"
"Who knows."
Punk answered in a perfunctory manner.
"If the gods do not return to the kingdom of God after the "going out time", the priesthood will continue to extract the gods' divine power as punishment, drain the divine power and divinity, and drain the divine nature and soul... "Smile" is possible I want to be safe."
While speaking, he glanced at the rabbit that was a little battered. The mage who didn't like to eat barbecue calmly released a mage's hand and pushed away the roasted rabbit leg that Kane had handed over.
But after a little pause, he also thought of another possibility:
"Hmm... Our "Her Majesty" may also be cleaning up too many "Lambs", after all, her mental state seems to be too much influenced by faith"...
"..."
The cold winter wind in conformity with the microplane climate gently blows across the lush forests, and the morning sun shines again on the yellowed ground of wormwood. The shade of the trees that cast shadows around the two legendary powerhouses slowly swayed in the silent cold wind, and the knight’s armor dyed the glow of the rising sun with a layer of golden light............
"Well~ Forget it, just wait patiently when you stand on this kind of teammates. The believers are all about "smiling" their own affairs. Anyway, she, a Cthulhu, has some ways to deal with too many "lambs."
No longer entangled in the purpose of the "smile" behavior, Kane ate the rabbit leg that was originally intended to be given to punk. The quick chewing action proved that he had never thought of giving the roast rabbit to the mage in the first place.
However, the chattering knight had to take the time to say a few words even while eating, especially the comment on the god "Smile". The knight who didn't know what he was thinking seemed to have endless lines to complain.
"It's just... Gulu... This uncle has always been weird, "Smile" can she really complete such a large-scale festival smoothly? It seems that the larger the scale of those gods' festivals, the easier it is to cause trouble. The festival of tens of thousands of people is too ~ eye-catching!"
Once again, he glanced at the fanatical "Red Sand Cultists" under the mountain with disdain. The knight, who was obviously in a bad mood, expressed his doubts and turned his head helplessly to look at the punk whose eyes were Furui Shibubo.
Because in one of the directions he glanced at, the vision of the legendary professional was enough to see a group of "small accidents" approaching the altar quickly.
"The ceremonies of gods are usually held in various unsuccessful accidents, such as evil gods, and good gods are no exception."
This is the caster's answer without emotional fluctuations.
Obviously, punk also perceives the group of "unexpected visitors" who are clearly coming towards the altar, but unlike Kane, he doesn't feel surprised about it.
The blood sacrifices of the evil gods at the cost of life and death will always attract many defenders to try their best to stop them, and the sacrifices of the good gods often attract a steady stream of thieves to patronize because the sacrifices contain too much wealth.
Even though those brave "guardians" or "thieves" usually have other ulterior secrets, in a sense, these various "human factors" that can interfere with a certain church festival are also "good camps." There is a balance between the gods and the "evil camp" gods.
But... the current situation is that in such a small plane where there are not even master-level professionals, there is actually a country that dares to oppose a church protected by the gods... This makes the caster a little bit unable to understand Up...
Is the influence of the "smiling" church...too ordinary.
End of this Chapter
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