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Chapter 945: Steel needle...
The brilliance of the flame lights up the night sky on the plane of Okatobu, and the magical flames have not swayed even under the gust of wind. These fires with “appropriate benefits” of temperature can completely ensure that an ordinary intelligent creature can withstand pain to the maximum. At the same time, they will not die too soon. The followers of the Hurricane Sect who are bound to ten thousand metal pillars have enough time to pray and mourn. Their bodies burned into coke by the flames and their screams will also make The poor people watching the disaster are in despair!
For the unlucky believers, the actions of the three legendary professionals are undoubtedly a vicious strategy. The grand death ceremonies and bloody killings are the most capable of bringing despair and panic, and these are followed by batches of people. The negative emotions brought about by death will force devout people who believe in gods to pray.
Perhaps the behavioral pattern of "killing chickens and cursing monkeys" is not like the "dancing elves praying torch" that can bring maximum negative emotional benefits in a very short period of time, but it is destined to be more lasting and more continuous to pass the contaminated beliefs. To Atdylan's heart!
After all, no god knew that a religious festival held for such a long time, and no religious festival would carry out such a large-scale killing of believers.
However... will such an approach really work?
Floating in the sky, watching the summoned elemental soldiers tie another group of struggling and howling tragic believers to the red metal pillars, watching the burning fire again make these poor people sore and unhappy, watching the others" The people watching the ceremony shivered in horror while praying incoherently. The legendary knight in golden armor rarely showed a perverted happy smile.
In fact, Kane’s expression looks very gloomy now...
"Is your plan really effective? Sai'an? This "ritual" has been going on for half a month. No matter how fanatical believers or no matter how sensitive human beings, they will inevitably begin to become numb and lax. Their fears are declining. Presumably, it won’t be long before these guys who have turned into walking corpses because of despair will have no "extreme emotions" at all."
Looking bitterly at the "coke" corpse on the metal pillar, the mad knight's gaze couldn't help flashing a touch of unconcealed anxiety.
Up to now, as the piles of charred corpses under the steel pillars are getting higher and higher, the pungent smell of the coke is getting stronger and stronger, the hustle and bustle of the sky has been slowly subsided, the eyes of the believers There is much less fear and more numbness, and even fanatical prayers seem to have become habitual behaviors. Actions are carried out in "daily". Located on this terrifying square, it is a dull and deadly silence that replaces the hustle and bustle. Most of the guys who yelled at the legendary powerhouses have disappeared because they were sent to the torture frame early...
But even so, the escaped hurricane god still did not show up, he did not come to save his believers, and he did not appear in the sky to defeat evil "heretics", even though the cruel disaster is not far from his kingdom. It was staged, but the god who managed to escape back to the "old nest" seemed to be reluctant to be fooled again anyway.
"Perhaps it will take a lot of time to fight the war of attrition in the end... Damn! My uncle's time is not such a waste. This group of believers is really useless. They can't even pray a little bit of force. They deserve to be burned. dead".
With the passage of time, Kane's tone of gnashing teeth became more and more unkind and angry, and his anger even spread to this group of ordinary "ants" who are enduring torture. After all, for the evil knight, angering others is a big deal. Of course, if it wasn't for this group of "useless" believers to play a little more of their residual heat, the "instant killing lance" at this time might have long been talking about shields and killing.
However, under the same empty night, the expressionless caster had a completely different point of view from the mad knight. He casually looked at the status quo of the believers in the square, and punk directed the elemental soldiers to order the next batch. The unlucky guys who were sent to the "torture rack" lined up neatly, and said quietly:
"Don't worry, the success rate of this plan can reach at least 70%. You look too high on the species of gods. You know, "Believers are the biggest weakness of a god" is more than just talking, even nowadays. The prayers of some desperate people have fallen into numbness, but they can still integrate this heavy numbness into the faith, and at the same time, there are a group of people who have “have been sent to the torture rack and are about to be sent to the torture rack.” People are bursting out with maximum despair and fear, and they will continue to pray, and their extremely emotional beliefs will also enter the depths of Atdylan’s heart with most of the numb prayers... …"
Pointing to the unlucky believers who are struggling and wailing on the fire rack and the poor people who are neatly arranged and ready to be the next batch of tortured persons, the "despair" and "fear" that punk refers to obviously come from these two groups. I heard him continue to explain to Kane:
"It's like a steel needle flowing into the heart with clear water, and like a cold wind infiltrating through a gap... These sorrows mixed in numbness will also give new stimulation to the god of hurricanes. Today's Atdylan It has been a long time since he was seriously injured and had no positive emotions at all. He is still suffering from the erosion of the priesthood...All kinds of negative states that overwhelm the soul will only make him more sensitive and confused. Believe me, the straw added one by one also takes up weight, and today's Mr. God may not be able to bear more weight."
The cold eyes became darker and darker in the darkness, and the perception of magic power spread arbitrarily... There is no doubt that the legendary spellcaster wearing the star robe did not abandon his plan, because he believed that the last straw that overwhelmed the camel Will appear soon.
What happens when the gods endure the erosion of beliefs has been deeply studied by the Great Austrian Master a long time ago. In this aspect of knowledge, punk even knows more about the "smile" as the god of red sand.
Therefore, "Destroy Whispers" is very clear. In many cases, sharp and slender steel needles are more likely to inflict pain on a person with cuts and bruises than heavy hammers. What he is doing now is to put such steel needles one by one. Manufacture it and let them stab Atdylan's soul to the point of blemishes!
So at this moment, what kind of mood does the God of Hurricane, who is hiding in the kingdom of God listening to the wailing of believers, endure the torment of the spiritual level?
End of this Chapter
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