Chapter 611 Flower of Blood and Bone Skull of Osiris


Chapter 611 Flower of Blood and Bone·Skull of Osiris

08:00AM.

Oakwood Town.

Oakwood Town, located in Isati City About 30 kilometers northwest is a small town surrounded by vast forests and hunting grounds.

The sparse population and secluded environment make it an ideal location for clandestine activities.

The early morning mist fills the woods, and the sunlight casts mottled light and shadow through the gaps in the leaves, making it quiet and mysterious.

Pfft——

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from deep in the forest, breaking the tranquility of the town.

At the center of the explosion, a huge pool of blood suddenly appeared and expanded strangely.

The thick blood glowed dark red, and the entrance to hell opened here.

Gulong~

Gulong~

In the blood pool, twisted bones and rotten flesh kept emerging, like the remains of demons awakened.

The surrounding trees were swallowed up in an instant, their branches and leaves withered, and their trunks rotted, as if they were quickly eroded by time.

The ground began to crack, the soil was covered in the stench of blood pools, and the air was filled with the smell of rot and blood.

The animals fled in terror, but no one was spared. Their screams echoed in the woods, and were immediately drowned by the devouring pool of blood.

Crack, click, click -

The creepy chewing sound echoed in the air, like countless evil ghosts gnawing at the soul.

In the center of the blood pool, bones and flesh began to splice and fuse strangely, gradually forming a miniature church.

The church is made of blood and bone, and its twisted and strange structure seems to have been given life by evil power.

The skeleton is intertwined into a rib-like vault, covered with flesh and blood, and the dripping blood forms a bloody pattern on the ground.

A pair of huge ribs held up the roof of the church high. The muscles and blood vessels were connected between the ribs, swaying gently in the breeze, making an unsettling whisper.

The ground is covered with hip bones and pelvises, forming winding paths.

In the deepest part of the church, there is an altar composed of skulls and ribs.

A giant eyeball is placed on the altar.

This eyeball is like a living thing, turning from time to time, as if watching every soul that enters the church.

The eyeballs are surrounded by slender nerve bundles, connected to every corner of the altar, faintly emitting a dark light.

The whole church looked particularly eerie in the early morning mist.

The surrounding trees have been swallowed up, leaving only a barren bloody land.

Puff——

In the center of the blood pool.

The real person in charge of the human bone factory, the patriarch of the White Worm Secret Order, and the tomb robber Mike Sabo was violently spit out by a huge bone maw inside the church.

His body was thrown ruthlessly into the air like a piece of rag, and then fell heavily into the pool of blood.

Boom——

Thick blood splashed everywhere, and the splashed blood beads drew a strange arc in the air.

Mike's whole body was bathed in this viscous blood-colored liquid, and he felt countless small touches crawling on his skin, as if the blood had a life of its own.

“Cough cough cough——”

He struggled to stand up, scratching his hands in the blood pool, and the blood slipped through his fingers, making it difficult for him to maintain balance.

Finally, he stood up with difficulty. The old leather jacket on his body was completely soaked and clung tightly to his body, making it appear extremely heavy.

Mike's face was covered with blood, mixed with sweat and mud, and looked miserable.

His hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and pain.

He could feel the fishy smell of blood filling his nasal cavity, the viscous liquid forming a thick film on his skin, and the creepy chewing sound still echoed in his ears.

Mike is...sad.

He could feel that all four of his godsons were dead.

Sarah Carr, the boss of the factory, is his most valued godson. He is also the student who he personally introduced to Sarkic and taught him the "How to Strip".

Sarah studied geology at university, but he has a terrible talent for deprivation and he has the virtues of the new Sarkic.

The reason why Mike noticed the other party is that he once caused a mining disaster in the mining company where he worked for his own purposes.

The other party's production techniques are very sophisticated, and it doesn't look like a student who has just graduated from university.

So, he personally introduced him and guided his talents to the "right path" of [stripping].

After that, Sara did not disappoint him. She became more and more skilled as she worked in the human bone factory, which relieved him of a lot of burdens and she willingly accepted her brand.

It only took Sara ten years to be promoted from the lowest level of Sarkic [Olin] to the second level [Zander].

Sarah is his most promising student. According to her talent and her own body trade route, she should be able to be promoted to [Volutar (Wise Man/ parents)].

This is very important to Mike Sabo, because there are only five classes of Sarkans except the unique Grand Warlock.

Most Sarkic cultists spend their entire lives hanging around in the Second Order.

And even extremely talented members of the Sarkic spectrum will be stuck in the third level [Wise Man] for a long time.

Because at the third level, the "practice of the maxim" of the Sarkic lineage becomes even more important.

Whether it is the new Sarkic or the old Sarkic, both of them adhere to the same creed. The core beliefs include the following concepts:

[The way to ascend to God/stripping off]:
< br>Sarkic believers believe that individuals can be promoted to godhood, and the warlock Ion is regarded as an existence that has already ascended to godhood; for the original Sarkic, becoming a god will eventually happen and Ion is the only way.

But for the Neo-Sarkics, they almost feel that if anyone has the ability to usurp Ion, it is their right.

The road to ascending to the gods is equivalent to the intention for power. The inner [Way of Stripping] left by Ion has been extensively revised by the old and new Sarkic.

That is to correct Ion’s [Peel Off].

Moreover, this kind of correction is different from the exploratory, gentle, tentative, and slow correction of [Utopianism] based on realistic needs by the Kingdom of Heaven.

Sarkic revisionism is a radical, radical, and subversive large-scale revision.

The original Sarkans completely deified Ion. They believed that Ion was in the process of becoming a god. When he completed his transformation, this "flawed and stillborn" universe would be destroyed and reshaped into the so-called "Promised Land" , where the public will eventually know salvation and happiness.

The new Sarkics are more radical. They are not as traditional and closed as the original Sarkics. They believe that Ion has completed his ascension to the gods, and individuals should strive towards Ion and gain strength and development through Skills, giving up the ethical constraints that limit potential, and other methods to become a god-like existence.

New Sarkics lack the ethical and moral constraints of Sarkicism in the general traditional sense, and sometimes even become its opposite.

They gave up the shackles of morality and let desire become the measure of all things.

Moreover, some new Sarkic believers have completely deviated from the original teachings and established cooperation with the alien beings that Ion once challenged.

This modification is equivalent to a direct departure from the path of the Grand Warlock, if it were not for the class requirements for class advancement left by Ion.

They may fully embrace the transcendence [Atlasism] that Ion and the Kingdom of Heaven abhor.

The reason why the "practice of the motto" of the third-level Sarkic lineage is very important is because Ion left restrictive conditions on the [Way of Stripping].

When you reach the third level, you have to face the three "comprehensive developments" of [The Way of Stripping], namely:

God's meal, sacrifice, and leading flesh and blood.

Divine meal; naturally refers to "the sacred meal of the gods". Sarkicism believes that there are many gods in the universe, and they can "devour" these entities in certain ways. This is the ritual of Sarkicism and the basis of Sarkic transcendence.

Sacrifice; it can be a muscle that endures pain only to be healed and become stronger; it can be the same with the mind, by developing a tolerance for things that are conventionally unimaginable - destruction and rebirth The cycle of "Struggle, in the eyes of Sarkicism, is the best mentor."

Leading flesh and blood; Sarkic cultists have the right to guide and herd organic matter, and the cultivators and the organic matter they guide live in symbiosis and achieve mutual success, Prosper together.

When you reach the level of [Wise Man], you must face these three directions. Only by continuing to work in these three directions can you perfectly discover the true power of the Sarkic lineage and advance to the next level. These three restrictions, or developments, are the restrictions imposed by Ion on the sensual motto "Desire is the measure of all things, do not be bound by the reins of morality."

The ritual of the God's Meal prevents Sarkic from completely turning to the gods' thoughts and "Atlasism". Human beings must be the enemy of nothingness and fight against nothingness.

Sacrifice allows the birth of self-denials, ascetics, defenders, correctors, etc. in the flesh - sacrifice is the embodiment of struggle, and struggle is used to correct errors in the line.

Guiding flesh and blood is to ensure that members of the lineage can help each other to a minimum extent. It is the believer's responsibility to guide and manage organic matter and help it grow and develop under the guidance of doctrine.

Ion tried to use [The Way of Peeling] and [Three Guidelines Ethics] to create an extraordinary pedigree where everyone is like a dragon.

Unfortunately, after the great warlock, the four saints, and the six commanders of the superstructure disappeared one after another.

The three restraints are like the modified [Way of Stripping], decaying and falling quickly.

The ritual of the divine meal turned into a cannibalistic ritual, the sacrifice turned into sacrificing others, and the leading of flesh and blood caused the Sarkic revisionist factions to fight against each other.

The reason why Mike Sabo recruits many godsons and is optimistic about Sarah Carr is because she is one of his "animal husbandry" cultivation targets. He intends to complete his class promotion by leading flesh and blood. .

You must know that in the third level [Volutar], there is a transitional stage, which is the [Great Wise Man/Big Patriarch].

The evaluation criterion at this stage is actually the extraordinary talents you have cultivated. In layman's terms, this is - "performance appraisal".

A big head must lead four parents, and [Xander] and [Olin] led by these four parents also belong to the name of the big head.

After that, you will continue to expand your influence. Choose one of the four originals and four olds of Sarkic to continue to develop until you become its religious and secular leader, and then you can be promoted to the fourth level - [Kasi St (Flesh Warlock/Flesh Enemy).

This is the fundamental reason why the Sarkic factions are divided and there are many small factions.

Furthermore, the original meaning of performance appraisal is undoubtedly to motivate the lineage. The subjective initiative of members enables "matching contributions and incentives" to avoid inertia caused by egalitarianism or "excessive basic salary without responsibility".

Promote the development of the pedigree through the dual cooperation of the superstructure and the lower foundation. .

However, without the Sarkic pedigree of the superstructure, the class review basically relies on [Adidas Perth] for think tank assessment.

Both are think tanks, but the gap between [Ata Perth] and Eden is wider than the gap between humans and dogs.

In the process of formulating the assessment system, determining assessment objects and goals, conducting performance ratings, and handling assessment results, Sarkan lacked standards, made random changes, and even violated the teachings of Ion.

Most Sarkic cultists have discovered that the three restraints can be distorted by a single act of collusion.

Just like leading flesh and blood, how many points can be scored for "performance"? Today's flesh and blood do not look at specific virtues and ethics, but only relationships and favors.

Sacrifice can also turn into sacrificing others. As long as the victim can contribute to the research of Sark, it is a "right struggle."

The divine meal has been misinterpreted in various ways, and many cannibalistic rituals were born out of primordial flesh. They found that the same kind of flesh and blood seemed to be better able to help them study flesh and blood shaping.

The Great Sarkic Ritual [Red Blood Exercise] is a terrifying art born from eating a large amount of blood from close relatives.

For the current Sarkic Cult, as long as they can complete the "performance", the Sarkic Cult can do anything, especially the New Sarkic Cult.

There is no bottom line - this is Sarkicism in the new era, and this is a true portrayal of the new Sarkicism in modern Terra.

Mike Sabo, a former grave robber, is a typical character.

Mike Sapo's parents died young, and he had to face this cruel world alone.

With his talent and perseverance, he entered an ordinary university, majoring in archeology, hoping to reach the bright future through this path.

But fate played tricks on him again. In order to pay for his tuition, Mike took risks and stole cultural relics, and was eventually expelled from the school.

The moment he was kicked out of school, Mike's world completely collapsed, and he realized that following the conventional path would only keep him trapped in poverty and helplessness.

Therefore, he chose a dark path and began to use his archaeological knowledge to make a living illegally and engage in tomb robbing activities.

His insight and practical experience make every tomb robbing operation efficient and secretive, and he quickly rose to prominence in the tomb robbing world.

By chance, Mike met a Sarkic missionary.

This is a mysterious and powerful religious organization, centered on the teachings of its founder, the great warlock Ion, and implementing activities such as ritual cannibalism, human sacrifice, physical enhancement, thaumaturgy, and dimensional manipulation.

This is the doctrine he came into contact with, the Ion he came into contact with.

This teaching fascinates Mike, and he longs to know more, to gain strength and power.

The Neo-Sarkic Order of the White Worm extended an olive branch to him, and he joined them without hesitation.

In the White Worm Secret Order, he saw the power of biological manipulation and witnessed how the believers transcended the physical limitations of humans.

Swollen lymph nodes and tumors become offerings on the altar.

The purpose of spreading disease is to purify the masses and eliminate the weak, and is worthy of active pursuit of expansion.

Mike's role in the factory is to obtain bones from various sources and transport them to the human bone factory.

He used his rich experience in tomb robbing and secret channels to ensure that the process of obtaining the bones was secretive and efficient.

He planned and executed various tomb robbing operations, obtaining uncremated corpses from ancient tombs, modern cemeteries, and even hospitals and funeral parlors.

He set up surveillance equipment and cordons, used camouflaged vehicles and concealed transportation routes to transport the skeletons to the industrial park for further processing.

As time goes by, Mike's heart becomes more and more callous.

His desire for money and power drives him deeper into darkness.

He knew that what he did violated ordinary people's morals and ethics, but he had no way out.

He gave his soul to the Sarkic Cult.

Everything is for the teachings of Ion.

Later, he came into contact with the real "Ion", who revealed the huge human body trade line to him and extended an invitation to him.

He said, "Do you know how much flesh and soul this grand human body trade line will lead to, Sabo? But with this grand resource chain, the flesh can continuously improve the secret track, lead flesh and blood, and bear sacrifices."< br>
"We are creating a new world of flesh, a frontier independent of Terra. You now stand in the realm of the rising green sun."

Then, the great Asia En divided one fourteenth part of his body and gave the skull to himself.

There are twenty-two bones in the skull, including eight parietal bones; one frontal bone, two parietal bones, one occipital bone, two temporal bones, one sphenoid bone, one ethmoid bone; fourteen facial bones... ...

And told himself: "The human bones you are responsible for are part of the miraculous process, and you are one of the holders of my bones. Apart from you, there are five other people who hold the bones, and One of them is the bearer of my head, one of the fourteen saints.”

In the pool of blood, Sabo felt the severe pain caused by the death of his godson, his eyes were bloodshot, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted with anger.

He gritted his teeth and growled: "Damn it, it's all gone, it's all gone. I must inform the other five people now, no, just inform the saint. He must leave the Thousand Lakes State immediately. Immediately!"

"Ion's great work, the great work of the inner sanctum, cannot happen to us."

"Come out, Head of Osiris." Bo said quietly in his heart.

Subsequently, a unique skull appeared in his hand.

The shape of this skull is exquisite and peculiar, as if it had been carefully carved by countless craftsmen.

Most parts are as white as jade, with a faint luster, revealing a sacred and pure atmosphere.

However, one of the two parietal bones started to show a little black stain.

The stain spreads like corrosion, and the edges are blurred, as if there is an evil force eroding this sacred bone.

The black stains gradually spread and invaded the white bone surface, just like darkness gradually swallowing up the light.

Sabo's fingers gently touched the stain and felt a cold touch, as if the stain brought endless chills.

The skull trembled slightly in his hand, as if conveying some urgent message.

"Now... I can only run it once, and I can't let the black swan that suddenly appears disrupt the rise plan we have been planning for many years!"



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