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Chapter 814: The god of pain.
The vast Gobi is very deserted, because the ground is almost crushed into a whole piece of rock by the strong high-pressure shock wave, so this area has been almost a barren desert without grass for hundreds of years.
However, religious enthusiasm cannot be blocked even in a lot of desolation, and devout believers will not stop the "pilgrimage" due to physical difficulties.
Even if the entire Gobi is hot, dry, and dusty, the fanatical aristocrats are still willing to bankrupt their houses and organize caravans to carry supplies, and then lead every member of the family to wait all night on the deserted cracked land, looking forward to the beginning of the festival.
When the darkness enveloped the ground still exuding residual warmth, in this "sacred canyon" shrouded in seriousness and horror, there were already millions of Red Sand God Sect followers standing solemnly.
Of course, these believers did not know that the god they believed in "smile" was passing through the eyes of a pious nobleman to watch the ceremony. At this moment, they all looked at the center of the Gobi with feverish expressions.
Because there, the only master-level priest on the Redstone plane, the only priestess of the Red Sand Cult, is about to appear.
The religion of the multiverse is majestic and class-specific. In most religious sacrifices, the high priest or the pope is the spokesperson of the "god". They usually represent the "impaired" gods to spread their faith and prestige. When performing grand sacrificial ceremonies, their presence will also be sacred and highly anticipated.
As a result, as everyone looked up, the sudden appearance of a scarlet storm quickly obscured the sky, a blood-flowing crimson quickly swept the ground under everyone's feet, and the bloody rainstorm drew across the red awns. Fallen, and Golanya, who has become a priestess, also made a high-profile debut in such an atmosphere filled with weirdness and killing.
Compared with the time when the three legendary professionals entered the ruins, Golanya looked obviously mature and more temperamental. Although she still maintained the appearance of a petite and cute cardamom girl, in the devout gaze of the girl, After all, the traces of time are imprinted with a majesty that is incompatible with the appearance of lush green.
Perhaps it was to promote the "evil" concept in the teachings of Chisha God, or to maximize the "horror" of the sect. Golanya's dress at this time was very different from before.
She wore gorgeous makeup and bright red leather clothes, her pale bones became buttons, and the painful and weird black patterns crazily twisted her figure on the sacrificial robe.
Evil and blood embellish the girl’s body, the pure and beautiful breath has long gone, although the beautiful girl still has the face of the country and the suffocating beauty, but this new "beauty" In the middle, the bloody smell is already strong and breathless.
"Praise our supreme and only true God, the mighty power of the God of Red Sands will inevitably rule the entire multiverse, the blood of pagans will wash the sacred throne, and the sin and haze will be unstoppable"!
After using divine art to increase the volume, the girl worshipped on the rising rock altar praising the power of "smile".
Although this prayer can be described as arrogant and self-reliant, in the hearts of those devout believers, their gods are always as omnipotent and prestigious as the prayers say, and all who dare to degrade the sacred The remarks are nothing but ridiculous lies.
This kind of cult-style brainwashing will be passed crazily among fanatics, faith flooding into the hearts of every believer, and then being soaked in various colors to gather into the soul of the gods.
So in a practical sense, the prayers of these fanatics are not just brainwashing themselves, but also brainwashing their gods!
Even because of the existence of the priesthood, no god is allowed to tell their believers who are right or wrong. They can only let those arrogant thoughts flow into their hearts, and then merge with their own will.
Few gods are born arrogant, and they don't want to be as arrogant and arrogant as a total brain-disabled and mentally handicapped, but how cruel and arrogant at the spiritual level that lasts for thousands of years is so easy to bear?
For example, the current "smile" is sitting in his own kingdom of God frowning.
Her followers began to obey Golanya’s command to pray sincerely, and the girl gods can feel that those arrogant prayers are inevitably going deep into their souls, all kinds of colorful, not their own. Thoughts squirmed like moths in the soul.
The priesthood does not allow the gods to use any means to intercept the thoughts of believers, so these mortal thoughts will inevitably be continuously transmitted into the hearts of the young gods.
Under the intentional strengthening of the priesthood, a group of countless moths cruelly bite the original thoughts, pull the correct reason, bit by bit swallowed emotions, bit by bit, drilled deeper into the soul of the gods... ………
Although I usually "smile" and feel the prayers of believers anytime and anywhere, the severity of the pain at that time is obviously incomparable to this time. As the atmosphere of the festival on the redstone plane reaches its climax, "smile" finally can't help it. There was a muffled hum.
"Damn..."
The bitterness in her pupils flashed in an instant, and the girl god hurriedly took out a squirming pale yellow semi-liquid object from the storage ring and put it into her mouth.
It is a magic potion that can stimulate the potential of the soul, and the girl god has only recently traded the formula of the magic potion from the "Pantheon".
Although this kind of potion, which is tricked by an ancient god, has a very low configuration threshold, expensive materials, large side effects, and technical methods that are far less mature than most magical alchemy potions, but for weak gods like "smile" Said that this is the only effective means she can use to delay the erosion of the soul.
"Damn Kane-Bissadas! Damn punk-Sean! You are very good! Very good! You bastards actually unite and shame your concubine... This "gracious" concubine will remember ...Will be remembered in the deepest part of the soul"!
From the moment she returned to the kingdom of God and felt Golanya’s prayer, the girl god immediately understood Kane’s conspiracy, so she felt the disgusting potion squirming in her mouth finally began to dissolve, and her whole soul became muddled. The young girl god couldn't help cursing directly.
Now watching the girl worshiping Golanya who is still praising herself piously on the plane of redstone, the eyes of the "smile" are now flushed with anger.
The gods cannot kill their believers for no reason, and they cannot take the initiative to let sects like the "chief priestess" develop important figures to die. Therefore, if a sect’s operators want to work hard to develop their faith, the gods are not allowed to do so even if they don’t help. Directly obstructing.
Not even a god can tell the truth about the faith to his followers!
It is precisely because of this absurd but helpless restriction, no matter how hateful and painful the "smile" is, she can only quietly hope in her heart that her chief priestess will die soon, and then helplessly watch her church grow stronger day by day. Grow up.
No way, the priest girl who was given "hanging" by Kane is an invincible existence on the plane of redstone. From the moment Golanya survives, the development of faith is destined to shake the girl. The gods are in control.
End of this Chapter
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