Chapter 600 Flower of Blood and Bone·Three-Day Countdown
Terra Calendar 1591.1.25.
02:00AM.
The sky is like a black velvet cloth, decorated with With countless bright stars.
The silvery white moonlight shines on the earth, casting a dreamy brilliance on Soderbrook, a small town in the Thousand Lakes State of the Edici Federation.
The small town of Sedbrook is built on the sea and surrounded by dense forests.
The residents here are few and simple, with neat French-style buildings lined up on both sides of the streets, and an ancient stone bridge spanning the river, connecting the two sides of the town.
The coniferous forest in the distance is deep and quiet, and occasionally the low calls of wild animals can be heard, adding a sense of mystery to this quiet town.
In a magnificent manor in this town, the hall is covered with a long red carpet, and a red ancient deck chair is placed at the end.
The hall is luxuriously decorated, with huge crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the light is soft and bright.
The surrounding walls are covered with precious oil paintings and gilded decorations, and every detail reflects the wealth and status of the owner.
There is a marble sculpture placed in each corner of the hall, which is lifelike, as if quietly guarding the manor.
The long red carpet is thick and gorgeous, extending along the marble floor to the red ancient lounge chairs at the end of the hall.
The lounge chair is inlaid with exquisite gold embroidery, the backrest is high, and the armrests are carved with complex patterns, making it look solemn and mysterious.
Corinius P. Bodfield II, wearing a red robe, is sitting on a recliner. He is tall and has a stern face.
The six-fingered palms were exposed outside the red robe, looking extremely strange and disturbing.
His right hand holds a bone cane. This cane is made of human bones, with dense white bones and complex structure.
The top of the cane is a skull, with two shining red gems embedded in the empty eye sockets, as if watching everything.
The main body of the cane is made up of several human bones. Each bone has been finely polished and shines with a dark luster.
Red Monk Bodefei II was sitting on a recliner, surrounded by three members of the San Diego Rockets, led by the two-meter-tall captain Ernest Hayes.
"You haven't found the out-of-control victim yet?" the red monk asked the burly captain in an ancient and solemn tone.
Ernest nodded, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "Yes, when we found out that someone was trying to hack into the think tank, we immediately sent people to clean up all traces of the fourteen ritual areas. The other ten All three areas were handled well, but only the cannibalistic Wendigo showed signs of losing control."
The red monk frowned slightly, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes.
"The Wendigo is out of control, and there must be something fishy. You need to resolve this matter quickly, and don't miss the big deal."
Ernest took a deep breath, "We have sent additional troops Manpower, use all your strength to track down the whereabouts of the Wendigo, and we will solve the last piece of the puzzle.”
Bade Fei II nodded, his eyes still cold.
"You must remember that you must control the Wendigo without making any mistakes. What I am planning involves a wide range of things and there is no room for error."
Is there any terrible shadow? Wandering and roaring in the shadow of the red monk, like a ghost.
The lights in the hall are still soft, and the red carpet looks more vivid under the lights.
The surrounding oil paintings and sculptures stand quietly, as if witnessing all this silently.
Bade Fei II's right hand gently clenched the bone cane in his hand, feeling the cold touch.
Faced with the accountability of Bode Fei II, Ernest and the other two Team Rocket members looked serious, and it was obvious that they also understood the serious nature of the matter.
The leader, Ernest, considered his tone and carefully asked the red monk Bodefei II:
"Great Warlock, are you about to enter the stage of self-sacrifice? ? According to the Green Day ritual and your current fertilization progress, are you..."
He paused and tried to speak his words.
He was well aware of the majesty and arrogance of the carnal man who called himself the Great Warlock before him, and any rash words could lead to irreparable consequences.
But fortunately, as long as you keep your posture as low as possible and follow the other person's whims, the difficulty of communication becomes relatively simple.
When Bodefei II heard Ernest’s words, he naturally understood what he was thinking.
His eyes moved slightly, with a kind of superior indifference, and he slowly said:
"I will use [Osiris] to conquer [Miracle·Green Sun] - this is The etheric ocean symbolizes the cycle of death and resurrection, representing the cyclical changes in nature, such as the change of seasons and the growth of agriculture; this is the miracle of repeated rebirth and is also a symbol of the Green Sun."
His voice was low and majestic, as if telling an ancient prophecy,
“The announcement of this [miracle] requires me to experience my first death, and then cut my body into fourteen pieces, and be received by fourteen people. Those who take the form of divine grace will be resurrected and take back the power one by one.
Every time I take it back, I will enter the underworld. As the number increases, the time for my resurrection will also accelerate.”
Ernest and other members listened with bated breath, filled with awe and shock. Bodefei II continued:
"Those who have regained their great power will not die, but will become my human cylinder. This is the characteristic of the flesh. We are better at sharing power than the hypocrites in the kingdom of heaven. Now I have gathered thirteen bodies, but I am missing the last one. My time in Hades is coming soon.”
The red monk’s voice echoed in the hall like a bell, and then he continued:
“My time in entering Hades this time is about to begin. For three days. "
"After three days, I will complete the preparations for the first round of miracle declarations, and then move towards great spirituality and penetrate the seven levels of ether.
At that time, when I penetrate the seventh level. After that, I will announce to the world at the same time that I am the Lord of Hades, the symbol of the Green Sun.”
His voice was low and solemn, as if pronouncing an unquestionable law.
“After that, I will continue to make two rounds of announcements to shape the new kingdom of Sarkia in this world. The second inner hall will be the boundary between the curtain and the present world.
And I am the king of the edge of the world, the king of the border.”
The red monk’s eyes are bright and full of endless fanaticism.
“Such a great undertaking requires you to go all out to protect me. At that time, I will form an offensive and defensive alliance with the consortium as agreed, and set aside a land for the consortium.
This place will imitate the city of Deva that never sleeps. The consortium can have a high degree of autonomy, and the consortium within it can do whatever it wants without caring about the restrictions of morality and human ethics. "
Ernest did not show any ecstasy on his expression when he listened to the pie painted by Bodfe II. He knew that there was a deeper plan hidden behind the promise of the red monk, but he still did it He bowed his head and accepted the order, and said to him:
“Three days are enough. Basically, no one can physically destroy everyone on our long-established human body trade route and the fourteen recipients on the line within three days; even for individual powerful people, this time is simply not enough. ”
Bode Fei II slowly closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. Endless plots and plans surged in his heart, and every step must be accurate to finally achieve his goal.
Suddenly, his inner spirituality stirred slightly, and he asked again:
"Are you sure you don't need me to rush thousands of miles away to clean up the anomalies in the island city area while I'm sleeping?"
The captain shook his head.
"As soon as you went there, the time was delayed again. Moreover, the guy in Hell's Kitchen has already taken care of his basic situation. It was also reported a while ago that he has reached cooperation with the bureaucratic representatives of the federal government. If you take action, you may attract the attention of the erratic fourth sword holder, which will lead to a series of consequences later..."
The captain suddenly felt blessed when he said this. Speaking of a noun, he blurted out:
"Error."
Hearing the fourth sword holder in heaven, a red light flashed in the red monk's eyes.
"Although I was a little surprised that he was able to kill the idiot Impaler, he is just a young brat after all."
"Relying on the hanging sword and the arsenal behind it, he Do you think that all powerful individuals should be afraid of him? "When I complete the ceremony, I will be the first to meet this deceitful person and beat the so-called supernova of the new era."
After Captain Ernest heard this, his eyes twitched.
This well-mannered 'great warlock' is quite experienced in relying on his elders and selling them out. He is also very thick-skinned and has double standards and a flexible bottom line.
If he had really been unhappy with the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven for a long time, and was not afraid of the threat of the "hanging sword", why didn't he go over and beat him up earlier?
No time?
Still don’t know the address of the administration?
But...
When the other party really becomes [Green Sun], we can indeed talk to the fourth sword holder about respecting the elderly and caring for the young with the firepower and resources of the Kingdom of Heaven represented behind the [Hanging Sword].
So, ritual must be the most important thing.
The captain assured the red monk at this moment:
"Grand Warlock, you can complete the ceremony with peace of mind. The human body trade line has been laid out by the consortium for several years before the fall of New York. The people inside It is impossible for an accident to happen within three days
Moreover, if the person from Mayflower hadn't forced the [World Tree] to be implanted in Edici, causing the representative forces of the Kingdom of Heaven to enter the Federation, By making the Fourth Sword Holder become the Kingdom of Heaven and walking in the human world of the Federation, we don’t have to adjust the industrial chain and the capital behind it, and we don’t have to be so secretive now.”
Fei II nodded slightly, with a cold look in his eyes.
"What you say makes sense. If my thousands of miles of attack may lead to mistakes, I will not take action for the time being. It needs to be known that no one can destroy the layout of our Fourteen Sacred Flesh Ceremony within three days."
Then, Bodfei II held the bone staff with his six fingers and chanted in a low voice:
"Great brass dragon, Mother of Dragons, please bear witness to the blood and blood that I have composed. Song of Bones;
Let me and you swallow the flesh and blood of the world, like hungry wolves greedily devouring innocent lambs.
Let my teeth dig deep into his bones, shatter his organs, let my claws rip out his heart, and feast on this feast of flesh and blood.
Cut off the head of the prey, split the head, and the bones are as white as frost;
Open the belly, tear the chest, reveal the beating heart, and blood spurts out.
Tear the liver, toxins seep out, and dissolve in the depths;
Colic the kidneys, filter the filth, and the blood flows in silence.
Shatter the spleen and collapse the fortress of blood and bone;
Splash blood to make the flowing life more vivid.
Peel off the skin and inject deadly mercury;
Let it wrap tightly and crush every spine and every rib.
The limbs were torn apart, the bones were shattered, and all the supporting structures were like the pillars of the inner temple;
In the midst of brokenness, the pain of reorganization and the miracle of resurrection will continue in cycles. ”
Bodfei II’s chants echoed in the empty hall, like a strange and solemn ceremony.
His voice was low and powerful, as if every word contained a He held onto the cane made of human bones with his six fingers, as if drawing strength from it.
His eyes were burning with passion.
His voice echoed in the hall like thunder, and every word was like an ancient inscription carved on a stone tablet, full of mystery and majesty.
The pictures he painted were lifelike, as if bloody and shocking scrolls were unfolding before his eyes.
Every word carries endless cruelty and coldness, vividly interpreting the song of blood and bone.
Corinius P. Bodefei II, he has always believed in one thing, and that thing is - he will become "Ion".
The Immortal Father, the Chain Breaker, the Holy Light, the Carnal Grand Warlock, the Lord of Darkness, and...the Witch-King of the Inner Temple.
He will awaken the inner sanctum again and make Sarkic great again! ! !
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07:00AM.
Island City.
Isati·overseas factory.
It was just dawn in the sky.
The sky in the east is turning white, and the hazy morning light shines on the earth like a gauze. The sky is gradually dyed with light pink and gold, and a few wisps of clouds are dotted in it, like a beautiful oil painting.
There is a fresh breath in the cold air, and occasionally a few birdsong breaks the silence.
There is an old abandoned factory, which was originally used for the assembly and production of mechanical equipment.
Now, this place has been transformed by human bone traffickers into a secret skull cleaning and trading center.
The early morning mist shrouded the abandoned factory, adding a layer of mystery and spookiness to the place.
The dilapidated walls of the factory are covered with vines, and the windows have long been broken, exposing the rusty iron frames. Various abandoned mechanical parts were scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a smell of dampness and decay.
A young man with blond hair and golden eyes in winter clothes was carrying a fishing rod bag and followed closely behind a female forensic doctor with a ponytail and a pale face.
Xia Xiu took off his mask. For him, the mask was actually dispensable. After all, even if he stood in front of the flesh-and-blood female shepherd without the mask, the other party would not be able to remember any details of his appearance.
Even if he wants to, the other party's memory may not be perfect.
The reason why he wore the mask earlier was none other than him.
Just because it’s fun.
At this moment, Lisa, who was leading the way, looked a little thin. Her face was pale with her ponytail tied up, and there was a hint of fear and exhaustion in her eyes.
She looked nervous and her steps were slightly staggering.
After being beaten by Xia Xiu, this unlucky kid successfully became a second- and fifth-year-old boy... Oh, no, he became a spreader of the gospel.
Now, she's responsible for spreading the gospel to her sensual brethren.
And her method of dissemination is very simple, she tells the information she knows and fishes out the relevant people.
The Gospel will automatically help her preach
Not long ago, the female forensic doctor experienced a rapid physical displacement after briefly explaining her brother's comrades.
She just watched helplessly as strange [Mobius strips] were put on her body, and then she was constantly spinning.
When she opened her eyes again, she was outside the country.
The female forensic doctor slowly walked towards the interior of the overseas factory with fear, while Xia Xiu looked calm, as if he was on an outing.
His pace was relaxed and calm, as if the darkness and danger here had no effect on him.
As Xia Xiu walked, he began to ask questions to the trembling female forensic doctor: "You just said that the Brotherhood of the White Insect Secret Cult you belong to was not involved in the human body trade at the beginning, and did not even know about the human body trade. Everything."
The female forensic doctor nodded, her voice trembling, "We were drawn into this trade line by another new Sarkic cult."
Xia Xiu continued to ask: "Which sect are you talking about the New Sarkic Order?"
Lisa's eyes were full of memories and she said slowly:
"They are the New Sarkic Cult?" Among the four Sarkic factions, the earliest sect to take root in the Edici Federation is called Inner Temple Awakening.”