Chapter 538 (1/2)
In order to address the members of the organization conveniently, after a few discussions, they took a simple title of ”backlight”.
Many of them are members of the church, but their purpose is just the opposite to the church's seal and the elimination of chaos.
Their purpose is to open all the chaos seal, let disaster come to the world, clean up the evil of the world, so that the world can be reborn.
Only great destruction can bring great rebirth.
This is their motto. The world is reincarnated in the constant death and rebirth, and now it is time for the world to restart.
This world has already turned into a sad sin. Only by crossing the bitter sea of destruction can we reach a new world.
Compared with other cults with simple and crude doctrines, this organization's doctrines have a lot to justify itself. Moreover, they have also taught the secret skill of actually ”crossing” the sea of bitterness, the road of ajeka, by which they can sense the magic and mana of a higher dimension and gain more powerful power.
Under the positive feedback of both spiritual and material rewards, many people joined in and slowly spread around.
In the next two months, Lorraine Hill's team has been pursuing and suppressing the organization, and constantly tracing its top and core.
The Diocese of esoras, lunmu village.
Four people in dark robes stood at the intersection of the village, quietly staring at the deserted village.
Many of the houses seem to have been burned with black marks, and there is a twisted body lying on the side of the road.
Some of them seem to have struggled, their nails gouging in the walls and soil, some seem to have died in a dream, lying quietly in the open space in the middle of the village.
”The nearest town in this village is also 50 miles away, with few people. They depend on a kind of herbal medicine named kugen growing on the hillside for a living. Usually in autumn, they send people down to sell it and communicate with the outside world.”
”Red hat” explains, and takes the three people slowly into the village.
”These people seem to have been corrupted by the chaotic mirage as described in the ancient books.”‘ ”Make up artist,” he said, avoiding the corpse at his feet.
”Yes, just like the chaos disaster in those years, those invisible evil shadows spread like a plague, destroying villages, towns and cities one after another. Most of them twist and die in pain, producing more chaotic evil shadows, and then a small number of those who do not die are promoted to irrational and dirty bodies, just like the corpses of action. ”
”Everything that passes by turns into polluted land. No matter how difficult it is for ordinary crops and organisms to survive, only those polluted monsters can adapt to this environment.”‘ Red hat takes out a white towel to block his nose and mouth, and carefully looks at the corpse beside the road.
”Why do they do that?”‘ ”Make up artist” seems to sigh.
”Why, maybe because of madness and difficulty in extricating themselves, the pain of others will make them have a morbid pleasure.”
”However, the experience of this village is not natural disaster, but man-made.”‘ ”Red hat” looked at the ”open space” in the middle of the village.
Maybe it's not suitable to call it vacant lot, because there are a lot of corpses in it. Nearly 70% of the people in the village died here.
They lie down scattered, and seem to gather here for meetings or activities.
After a series of clues and analysis, several people finally determined.
The ”backlights” organization seems to have gathered the villagers here and then held some kind of ceremony collectively. During the ceremony, the vast majority of people died on the spot, and a small number of people were eroded by chaos, twisted and struggling to die.
”But maybe there are still some people who have not died and left by themselves.” Lorraine Hill looked at the traces left on the ground and whispered.
”That is to say, voluntarily?”‘ The makeup artist whispered.