In order to make it easier to address the people of this organization, after some discussion, a few people came up with a simple title of "Backlighter".
Many of them are people in the church, but compared to the church's sealing and eradicating the disaster of chaos, the purpose of this group of people is exactly the opposite.
Their purpose is to open all the seals of chaos, let disasters come to the world, and cleanse the world of sins, so that the world can be reborn.
Only great destruction can bring about great rebirth.
This is their motto. The world is constantly reincarnating in death and rebirth, and it is time for the world to restart.
This world has already turned into a sorrowful sin. Only by crossing the sea of suffering that destroys everything can we reach a new world.
Compared with other cults with simple doctrines, the doctrines of this organization are much more self-explanatory. Moreover, they also teach the secret technique that can effectively 'cross' the sea of suffering, the Path of Ajika, through which the magic power and mana of higher dimensions can be sensed.
This way you gain greater strength.
Under the positive feedback of dual spiritual and material rewards, many people joined it, and it slowly spread everywhere.
In the following nearly two months, Lorraine Hill's team has been pursuing and suppressing this organization, and constantly tracing back to its upper management and core.
Esoras Parish, Lunmu Village.
Four people wearing dark robes stood at the intersection of the village, staring quietly at the deserted village.
Many of the houses seemed to have been burned, with charred marks, and twisted and deformed bodies were lying on the side of the road.
Some of them seemed to have struggled, with their fingernails digging grooves in the walls and soil, and some seemed to have died in their dreams, lying quietly in the open space in the center of the village.
"The nearest town to this village is also fifty miles away. It is inaccessible. They make a living by growing a kind of herb called bitter root on the hillside. They usually send people down the mountain to sell it and communicate with the outside world only in autumn."
‘Red Hat’ explained, and slowly walked into the village with the three of them.
"These people seem to be corrupted by the phantom of chaos just as described in the classics." The 'makeup artist' said as he carefully avoided the corpse at his feet.
"Yes, just like the Chaos Disaster of the past, those invisible evil shadows spread like a plague, destroying villages, small towns, and cities one after another. Most of the people died in torture and pain, producing more chaotic evils.
Shadows, and then a small number of those who survived were promoted to irrational and filthy bodies, just like moving corpses."
"Everywhere it passes has turned into polluted land. It is difficult for ordinary crops and living things to survive. Only those polluted monsters can adapt to this environment." 'Red Hat' took out a white towel and put it in front of his mouth and nose.
Look carefully at the bodies beside the road.
"Why did they do that?" the 'makeup artist' seemed to sigh.
"Why, maybe because they are crazy and unable to extricate themselves. The pain of others gives them a kind of morbid pleasure."
"However, what happened to this village was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster." 'Red Hat' looked at the 'empty space' in the center of the village.
Perhaps it is no longer appropriate to call it an open space because there are a large number of corpses piled up in it. Nearly 70% of the people in the village died here.
They were lying down scatteredly, as if they were gathering here for a meeting or participating in an event.
After a series of clue exploration and analysis, several people finally determined.
The 'Backlighter' organization seemed to have gathered the villagers here, and then collectively held some kind of ceremony. During the ceremony, most of the people died on the spot, while a small number of people were eroded by chaos, twisted and painful and struggled to death.
"However, maybe some people are still alive and they left on their own." Lorraine Hill looked at the traces left on the ground and analyzed in a low voice.
"In other words, is it voluntary?" the 'makeup artist' murmured.
"Yes, that's right." Red Hat pulled out a pamphlet from the pile of corpses, with a cold smile on his lips.
"Most of the people who participate in the ceremony will die, but a small number of people will survive and become one of them, that is, the lucky ones."
"Your deceased relatives and friends have not disappeared, but have become part of your spirit, and will be with you forever."
"This is what their classics say."
"The waves of chaos will judge this sinful land, and the devout among them will become the true messengers of the gods and travel to the new world."
"Do you regard disasters as tests and rewards?" Lorraine Hill whispered, which is similar to the sayings of many religions in history.
"Humph, a disaster is a disaster. It needs to be remembered, but it is not worth thanking. They are a bunch of cowards."
In the world of Ivar, although the undead sequence is frowned upon because it plays with the bodies and souls of the deceased, at least it has some positive meanings, such as saving humans who were on the verge of extinction at the time, and playing a role in medical treatment, rescue, and production.
and other contributions.
The Chaos Disaster is different. Not only does it bring destruction, the earth and sea water are corroded by it, making it almost impossible for living beings to survive. The soul and body are distorted and no longer what they were before. It can be said that all living things
The mortal enemy and unacceptable existence of things.
"Let's go, there's nothing worth looking for here, let's go to the next location."
A few hours later, several people reunited at the entrance of the village. Then white flames rose around the village and slowly burned toward the center, purifying and destroying all remaining distortions and traces.
Lorraine Hill stood among the four of them, watching the scene in front of her. The incandescent fire brought waves of heat, blowing her hood up slightly, revealing some of her silver hair.
A palm patted her shoulder. She turned around and saw that it was the 'makeup artist'.
"Isn't it a little sad, Sister Muppet Master?"
"But this world is like this. There are kind and good people, and there are also selfish and crazy people. For the sake of power and desire, they are not afraid to do anything."
"It's not enough to just be nice to others, you also have to punish those who are very bad, and you can't show mercy to them."
"Because of your mercy, more good people will suffer tragedies."
"Compassion will only encourage the increasingly rampant evil. They will regard your concession as weak and easy to bully."
"Only cold and sharp punishment can stop this spreading evil."
"If you don't take up the knife, then the defenseless people will be forced to take up the knife because they want to live."
"When the time comes, the world will be a bloody field of killing, and there will be no room for the good to survive."
"Holding a long knife in one hand and ears of wheat in the other, this is the way to cultivate the world."
Lorraine Hill was not unaware of these words. She had heard many similar words before, but she had never felt them so deeply as she did today.
Although she has come to this world, more of her memories still remain in that country of the past, an era when public security was exceptionally good and any murder case would arouse social concern.
The stable and peaceful society has created her tolerant and kind character. This is the shining point of her character. After coming to this world, the environment around her is mostly peaceful. Even if there is turmoil in Hopeland, the other party is not that irrational.
madman.
But the various experiences these days have allowed her to gradually and truly see the cruel and dark side of the world.
How far will unchecked evil thoughts spread across the land? They will engulf everything and force everyone to follow the same path.