Blood of Mercury

Vol 2 Chapter 152: Absurdity and waiting

The holy city of Frankfurt has lost its former glory.

As people waited day by day for the news of Jupiter IV's return, the people in the city gradually began to be in chaos. But there are still people who pray to Thiel every day for the safe return of their Pope.

However, all of this was ruined two days ago.

That is the Holy Spirit worshipped by them. Nine hundred years ago, with his life and blood, Mount Mochas was set on fire, and he killed 4,800 and thirty-two pagans by himself. He suddenly appeared as Tyre's spokesman to announce the death of Jupiter IV, and to take back all the rights of the Cardinals in the holy name of the Holy Spirit who resided in Tyre's kingdom, and he would take over as Tyre's new Pope, proclaimed himself Musa III.

Just before people were reacting to the onslaught of bombardment news in succession. Saint Mokas immediately issued the first oracle.

He ordered that all believers and all women who did not have Bansa blood in the city for more than three generations be expelled from the city, and if they did not obey, they would be shot.

"Only by sacrificing with the blood of Tyre can we obtain the glory that the Holy City has proven—" He said this frantically, while casually killing a pregnant woman with a big belly and building a simple altar.

The Bansa woman with the blood of Tyre flowing in her body was killed by him along with her unborn child before she could react. And a giant element full of light hatched from her corpse.

The altar carrying the concepts of "young Tyre", "gestation", and "the sun that has not yet risen" produced the effect of bishop-level magic without consuming any divine grace. But being illuminated by the warm holy light, people can only feel chills in their hearts.

At this time. People are only just remembering that, aside from the question of position, the unknown saint, named after the mountain where he died, was once an unblinking executioner. And the era he lived in was the era when Thiel's beliefs reached their most fanatical levels.

At that time. The undead had just announced their surrender, and Elcatel was disarmed and plunged into a protracted infighting. The war between the gods and the undead has just come to an end. West of the burned-to-desert Elcatel, the gods have carved up the land that was not covered by permafrost.

This was the time when the clergy had the highest authority. A priest can judge the crimes of a viscount or even an earl at will, and they can choose any commoner to sacrifice. And they are not guilty of killing people at will. Thirty years before and after were the darkest period in the calendar of the gods.

Thousands of people banded together, believing in false gods that didn't exist, and trying to fight the gods. But their resistance was laughably weak in the face of the gods backed by the true gods. Although Tyre did not actually receive any sacrifices due to the obstruction of the Wall of Orm, the spirit that became fanatical and extremely excited when the believers performed rituals brought Tyre a purer power. So he also acquiesced to this behavior.

To appease the increasingly frequent riots. It was only in the year 119 of the gods that the gods announced the prohibition of any form of human sacrifice, and defined it as the key difference between the evil gods and the righteous gods.

At that time, women were considered unclean by foolish people, and only pregnant women were holy. Children, old people, and women are not to kneel and worship Tyre in full view, otherwise they should be summarily executed in the name of blasphemy. They can only secretly pray to their idols for protection after the sun goes down. And wash the idols as atonement before the sun rises.

It was not until the year 691 of the calendar of the gods that the women of Bansa achieved a relatively equal status in a religious sense under the call of the goddess of life, Keni, and it took a full twenty years for people to get used to this kind of change. .

And when people finally saw the real person of Saint Mokas, whom they worshiped as a hero for nine hundred years and became the embodiment of courage and piety in various legends and myths, fear, remorse and disgust came like a tide. , some less religious people's belief in Thiel began to crumble.

And what makes people feel more absurd is that. At this time, it was their cardinal who stood up - the leader of the ceremony to evoke the saint.

What does it mean? They are actually taking action on the saints they summoned with their own hands-do they regret having performed this ritual? Even the cardinal doesn't know what kind of cruel and foolish murderer he worships? Did they even deny their beliefs?

So what is the meaning of your own beliefs? Is Thiel really as loving and wise as the book says?

Before, believers had never doubted.

At this time, for the first time, they began to doubt Tyre and the gods.

After an avalanche occurs, it is difficult to stop it.

When I learned the news of the death of Jupiter IV, I was splattered with blood in the street by Mr. Saint, who was completely out of line with the times hundreds of years ago, and then watched the saint who had just been summoned for less than ten minutes by the cardinal. They join forces to kill - this is more absurd than any absurd drama.

Since yesterday, the order in the city of St. Frankfurt began to slowly collapse.

Some thugs who had never been able to enter the city before also joined in. The place closest to the sun began to be mixed in with the stench of homeless sweat, beggars with sharp knives, and murderers who had never had faith. They walked on the streets of this holy city where they were never allowed to enter, and felt a sense of pleasure similar to that of a tainted and pure girl.

Along with the most chaotic and evil gang, after Roland twisted the wrist of the third man who tried to rip Roland's shirt open with a knife, they got it by showing a short knife stained with fresh human blood. A warm gift from the innkeeper.

"This is Frankfurt?"

Lilia asked for the third time: "This place that is more sinister and chaotic than the city of wealth is the holy city of Frankfurt?"

"Guilty and chaos are not synonymous~www.wuxiaspot.com~Miss Lilia."

Gahalad replied nonchalantly.

Roland also nodded: "That's it for a while, just bear with it. After the cardinals send someone to clean up the scum, the rest of the people won't go crazy."

"So, Brother Roland, when exactly are we going to the temple? We've been waiting all day."

"There's no way, the time has not come. Just wait another week and a half." Roland replied softly.

"Well, the time has not come... the chaos here is indeed a bit too much."

Lilia sighed helplessly. Gahalad shrugged his shoulders, Geno's eyes were full of faint sadness, and his face was a relaxed smile.

However, no one, including Gahalad, knew that Roland's so-called "time has not come" was not waiting for the chaos to end.

Instead, wait for his ring to randomly come out with a high enough level, a unique magical technique in the field of the sun—(To be continued.)

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