Since becoming the deputy chief priest, Yin Le has entered the abyss area more than once, entering the "Blood Soul Temple" towering in the chaotic torrent. Every time she felt like taking a boat out to sea and boarding a platform on the sea in a violent storm.
The platform was certainly much more stable than a small boat, giving her a great sense of security, but the impact of storms and turbulence was 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 cult 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 Blood Soul Temple, control some details, use secret methods to purify the thoughts of believers, and use them as a guide to mobilize the power of the Abyss. This allows her to compete with B-level strongmen with C+ level strength.
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 took over the daily business of the order, she spent the past two months sorting out and guiding the power of thoughts from thousands of believers every day. And because of this period of time, the believer base was in turmoil, and all kinds of troubles and errors emerged one after another. Even with Mrs. Halder taking care of it, it 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 sacrificial method and regulating the Blood Soul Temple have always been the most difficult tasks. 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 this, 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, and I have to maintain them. 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 can be used as a reference - I don’t know whether the religious group has been on the right path in the past few years."
"boss!"
Mrs. Halder kept thinking: "Without the sacrificial vessels, we can only wait until the annual ceremony to use the sacrificial 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 Order. 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 moment, but she never expected that it would end without any problems.
At this time, staying in the Blood Soul Temple in Yuan District, one can also feel the shrinkage and wavering of the believers' thoughts. Yin Le didn't even want to know more, 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 where the shrinkage and shaking was the most severe 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 was 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 go 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' thoughts falling down, even more affected, and 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 is still stable, and the first chief priest of the established sect has indeed left a solid foundation for the sect.
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 did not think that there was something wrong with Mrs. Halder's will, but only regarded the situation at this moment as a test. While dealing with the loss of believers' faith, she solemnly replied:
"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, this makes it become a niche and it is difficult to truly expand; on the other hand, it also makes it have a more solid core of believers, and the more adversity it faces, the more it can reflect the decisive essence of the doctrine.
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, and the control technique that had been so handy before suddenly became sluggish. She didn't even have time to check the problem, but a series of "collapse" tremolos spread throughout the stone forest and magma lake area.
Echoing this, there was a sudden and intense turbulent storm outside. The "sea platform" of Blood Soul Temple began to sway and sway, making people feel upset.
At this moment, the devastating abyss storm seemed ready to break in at any time. In Yin Le's perception, the basic framework of the Blood Soul Temple has clearly become distorted, and it is determined whether it will collapse or be broken.
Yin Le didn't know what to do, and Mrs. Halder had no 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 chill. Her memory in the Abyss was a little blurry, but she still remembered that the structural framework of the Blood Soul Temple had undergone some irreversible changes after continuous distortion and deformation!
Yin Le turned around, wanting to know what happened just now. When he turned around, his cheek brushed against Mrs. Halder's body. Since she was sitting on her knees, what she touched was a section of her exposed calf outside her bathrobe. It was long and tight, but so cold that it lost the warmth of a living person.
Hardev didn't seem to notice anything, he just raised his glass and drank the red wine expressionlessly. But Yin Le clearly noticed that mixed with the aroma of wine, there was also 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 weapon, Blood Soul Temple."
"boss?"
"Someone has made the Blood Soul Temple, a sacrificial weapon, 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 didn't 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, giving them power. However, when the foundation is controlled by others, will the will of blood flames still protect them?
Half a minute later, Mrs. Halder spoke in a surprisingly calm tone: "Inform Duomeng that in one hour, I want all the imaging data of Xiacheng Central Station and its surroundings on the 14th. The scope can extend to thirty square kilometers.
"Also, no matter what method she uses, no matter what price she asks us to pay, I need an opportunity to directly contact Ronan - a separate, uninterrupted opportunity."
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 fist:
"It's done."
His main consciousness is still in the volcanic area two thousand kilometers away. Just a minute ago, when the extreme territory bombardment was killing the queen ants, there were solid "pile foundations" - that is, the thick and short stone pillars that had emerged earlier. They were uprooted one by one and firmly wedged to death in the distorted nest. "Heart" above the vital point.
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 built a primitive and rough altar foundation, allowing the ethereal Blood Soul Temple to break through the boundary between spirituality and materiality. They also tore apart the defensive fortress of the Vulcan ant society, forced their way in, and officially came to compete for this piece of land. Control of a vast 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, it keeps 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 grow slowly.
