Since becoming the deputy chief priest, Yin Le has entered the Abyss more than once, entering the "Blood Soul Temple" standing in the chaotic turbulence. Every time, she feels like taking a small boat out to sea and boarding a sea platform in a violent storm.
The platform is of course much more stable than a small boat, giving her a great sense of security, but the impact of storms and turbulence is always present.
Yin Le felt that Blood Soul Temple was a platform on the sea, but he didn't know what it looked like in the eyes of others.
Because in the religious system, Blood Soul Temple has countless aspects. In the eyes of every believer, there are subtle similarities and differences, but the full picture can never be seen.
As a priest, why not?
As the deputy chief priest, Yin Le can understand the basic framework of the Blood Soul Temple, control some details, use secret methods to purify the thoughts of believers, and use it as a primer to mobilize the power of the abyss. This allows her to compete with the C-level strength.
B-level strongmen compete against each other.
The status of deputy chief priest has raised Yin Le's level, but Yin Le has always believed that this is not a good job. Especially after Ren Hong rebelled and she took over the daily business of the order, in the past two months, she
It is necessary to sort out and guide the power of thought from thousands of believers. And because of this period of time, the believer base was ups and downs, and all kinds of troubles and mistakes emerged one after another. Even Mrs. Halder was taking care of it, which also involved most of her energy.
Sometimes Yin Le even thinks: "Ren Hong is rebellious... Could it be that he is tired of this?"
Mrs. Halder really seems to have the ability to penetrate people's hearts and communicate with her thoughts: "Mastering the rituals and regulating the Blood Soul Temple has always been the hardest job. You have the vision to make decisions and the ability to make changes. The only way is to
If you don’t have enough tenacity to do these things, you are not the best suited to do these things.”
Yin Le hurriedly expressed his position: "I will definitely immerse myself in it again..."
Mrs. Halder disagreed: "A personality like this cannot be easily corrected. Not to mention you, even I have struggled to sort it out over the years. I am often immersed in these messy beliefs. I have to maintain it.
My own thoughts are only more difficult."
Yin Le thought of Ren Hong again.
Mrs. Halder's thoughts were like ice water seeping down, seeping in layer by layer: "In the final analysis, it is still because of the lack of sacrificial vessels. Sacrificial vessels can be operated, suppressed, and adjusted; at the same time, they are also standards and rules for you and me to operate.
, whether it conforms to the fundamental laws or not can be used as a reference. I don’t know if the religious group has been on the right path in the past few years.”
"boss!"
Mrs. Halder kept thinking: "Without the sacrificial utensils, we can only wait until the annual ceremony to use the rituals and rituals to make corrections. But this year..."
Yin Le finally understood why Mrs. Halder was depressed and unabashed. Because today, December 21, is the day of the Blood Flame Order’s founding ceremony.
This time of year is the busiest and most important time for the sect. But this year, today, tonight, is undoubtedly the most chaotic and desolate time.
Due to the absence of the chief and deputy chief priests, Jiang Yuanzhen could only preside over the Dicheng side; as for the Xiacheng side, the celebration that took half a year to prepare was simply thrown away.
Yin Le once thought that Mrs. Halder would have to give an explanation to the believers in Xiacheng when she returned to Xiacheng at this time, but she never expected that it would end without any problems.
At this time, staying in the Blood Soul Temple in Yuan District, he could also feel the shrinkage and wavering of the believers' thoughts. Yin Le was not even willing to learn more about it, and just wanted to clean up the mess tomorrow morning.
Mrs. Halder obviously had different ideas than hers, and a ray of thought went straight to the lowest level, which was shrinking and shaking the most at this time.
Yin Le had no choice but to follow, and soon arrived at the structure of Blood Soul Temple, where the stone forest magma lake is located.
Originally, this was a structural area for refining and purifying the thoughts of believers. The powerful structure of the Blood Soul Temple gathered strong pressure to form a lake of magma, allowing the turbid believers' thoughts to continue to be tempered. Only when they reach a certain level can they move to the upper levels.
But now the cohesive force is loose, there is no heat, there is only restlessness and chaos, like mosquitoes and flies flying around. There are even some upper-level devout believers who have fallen down, are even more affected, and are gradually peeling off.
Faced with this situation, Yin Le felt that it was a sin to be idle and dazed, so he subconsciously took action to control it. Fortunately, the basic structure of the Blood Soul Temple was still stable, and the first chief priest of the established sect had indeed left a solid foundation for the sect.
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Mrs. Halder made no move, just looked at Yin Leshi's behavior, and then asked her: "Are we at the edge of the abyss now?"
"No, boss, no."
Yin Le may lack the energy to work hard, but her vision and judgment have always been praised. She does not think that there is something wrong with Mrs. Halder's will, but only regards the situation at this moment as a
Test. While dealing with the loss of believers’ faith, she solemnly answered:
"As you said, at the bottom of the abyss of fear and despair, the great Will of Blood Flame is watching us."
The teachings of the Blood Flame Order have always been extremely violent. On the one hand, it has become a niche and it is difficult to truly expand its scale; on the other hand, it has a more solid core of believers, and the more adversity they face, the more they can embody it.
The doctrinal essence of decisiveness.
Last time, when the Blood Flame Order was on the verge of collapse, it was this extremely decisive nature that gave birth to Mrs. Halder, who used her husband's head to continue the order's life and rebirth.
Now, maybe it's your turn...
"Bang, bang, bang!" A strange sound suddenly came from certain locations in the underlying structure.
Yin Le's thoughts skipped a beat. The control technique that had been so handy before suddenly became sluggish. She didn't even have time to check the problem. There were continuous "collapse" tremolos in the area of the stone forest magma lake.
Diffuse.
In response to this, there was a sudden and fierce turbulent storm outside. The "sea platform" of Blood Soul Temple began to sway and sway, making people upset.
At this moment, the destructive storm in the abyss seems to be ready to break in at any time. In Yin Le's perception, the basic framework of the Blood Soul Temple is clearly distorted, and it must collapse or be broken.
Yin Le didn't know what to do, and Mrs. Halder didn't have any instructions. Her consciousness froze like this, and she spent a nightmare-like period in the tremolo of "bengbengbengbeng".
When she came back to her senses, her consciousness had returned to the level of reality, and it was probably Mrs. Halder who brought her back.
The light in the room was warm and soft, but Yin Le's heart was filled with chills. Her memory in the Yuan District was a little blurry, but she still remembered that the structural frame of the Blood Soul Temple had undergone some irreversible changes after continuous distortion and deformation!
Yin Le turned her head, wanting to know what happened just now. When she turned her face, her cheek brushed against Mrs. Halder's body. Since she was sitting on her knees, what she brushed against was a section of the calf exposed outside the bathrobe, which was slender and tight.
, but it was so cold that it lost the warmth of a living person.
Hardev didn't seem to notice anything, he just raised his glass expressionlessly and drank the red wine. But Yin Le clearly noticed that mixed with the aroma of the wine, there was a faint smell of blood.
"Boss!" Yin Le was confused. He wanted to get up, but his head hurt slightly, and Hardev pressed his skull hard.
Mrs. Halder's condescending gaze cast into Yin Le's eyes was like an ice and snow storm, raging into his heart.
"Do you feel it?"
"ah?"
"Sacrificial vessel, Blood Soul Temple."
"boss?"
"Someone has made the sacrificial weapon Blood Soul Temple, and is still modifying the framework."
Yin Le opened his eyes wide.
"boom."
The empty wine glass shattered, and the broken glass scattered on Mrs. Halder's bathrobe and legs, and some scratched Yin Le's cheek. But at this time, Yin Le did not dare to blink.
On Mrs. Halder's right cheek, there was a long and narrow blood stain that seemed to be bleeding profusely. Apart from that, her entire face was pale and transparent, with a cold and crazy tension.
She quietly stared at the cup with only its base left, as if a new cup body could grow at any time... or grow into any unknown shape.
The unknown is the great fear.
The people of the Blood Flame Order never shy away from fear. They believe that the will of the blood flame is hidden deep in fear and gives them power. However, when their foundation is controlled by others, will the will of the blood flame still protect them?
Half a minute later, Mrs. Halder spoke in a surprisingly calm tone: "Notify Duomen that in one hour, I want all the imaging data of Xiacheng Central Station and its surroundings on the 14th. The range can be extended to thirty square kilometers.
"Also, no matter what method she uses and what price she asks us to pay, I need an opportunity to directly contact Ronan, alone and without interference."
Yin Le was slightly stunned: "Luonan?"
Mrs. Halder pursed her lips: "Ronan."
When the chief and deputy chief priests of the Blood Flame Order repeated the name "Ronan" back and forth. Just dozens of kilometers away, in the simulation warehouse on the sixth floor of the gear building, Ronan himself clenched his fists:
"It's done."
His main consciousness is still in the volcanic area two thousand kilometers away. Just a minute ago, when the extreme area bombardment was killing the queen ant, there were solid "pile foundations", which were the stubby stone pillars that had emerged earlier, one by one.
Uplifted and firmly wedged to death in the "heart" of the aberration lair.
In just a few tens of seconds, in the "heart" of the Vulcan ant nest, thick and short stone pillars took shape, towering like a forest. Together, they constructed a primitive and rough altar foundation, making the ethereal blood soul
Temple, breaking through the boundary between spirit and material, tearing open the defensive fortress of the Vulcan ant society, colonizing by force, and officially fighting for control of this huge energy circulation system.
The interior of the "heart" of the Vulcan Ant Nest has been filled and reshaped by the light and shadow of the Blood Soul Temple, and in its lower part, in the area surrounded by the stone forest, a circle of lava depressions that is obviously thicker than the surroundings has also taken shape.
The boiling magma in it is no longer purely material, but mixed with even more astonishing thermal miscellaneous gases, like a pot of boiling oil, constantly splashing outward without exceeding the control range of the stone forest.
At this point, the "heart" of the Vulcan ant nest has become history. A new structure completely different from the "heart" and even other ant chambers, supported by the stone forest magma lake, replaced the core of the nest and began to slowly