She Is Not a Witch Chapter 113: Long knife and wheat ears
In order to conveniently call the people of this organization, after several people discussed it, they chose a simple title of "Backlighter".
Many of them are people in the church, but compared to the church's seal and the elimination of chaos and disasters, this group of people has exactly the opposite purpose.
Their purpose is to open all the seals of chaos, let disasters come to the world, and cleanse the sins of this world, so that the world can be reborn.
Only great destruction can bring great new life.
This is their motto. The world is reincarnating in constant death and rebirth, and now the world has come to restart.
This world has long since turned into a sorrowful sin. Only by crossing the sea of bitterness that shattered everything can we reach the new world.
Compared with other cults with simple doctrines, the doctrine of this organization has to be able to justify a lot, and they also taught the secret technique that can actually "cross" the sea of suffering, the path of Izhakar, in order to induce higher-dimensional magic and Mana, gaining even greater power in this way.
Under the positive feedback of the dual rewards of spirit and material, many people joined in and spread slowly everywhere.
In the past two months after , Lorrain Hill’s team has been pursuing and suppressing this organization, and has been tracing its upper echelons and core.
Diocese of Asolas, Waki Village.
The four people dressed in dark robes stood at the intersection of the village, staring quietly at this deserted village.
Many of the houses seem to have been burnt, showing signs of scorching black, and there is also a distorted body lying on the side of the road.
Some of them seem to have struggled, with their nails digging grooves in the walls and soil, and some of them seem to have died in their dreams, lying quietly in the open space in the middle of the village.
"The nearest town of this village is also fifty miles away. It is off the beaten track. They rely on planting a herb called bitter root on the hillside for a living. They usually send people down the mountain to sell and communicate with the outside world in autumn."
‘Red Hat’ explained, and the three of them walked slowly into the village.
"These people seem to have been corroded by chaotic phantoms just like those described in the classics." The ‘makeup artist’ carefully avoided the corpse at his feet and said.
"That’s right, just like the chaos plague back then, those invisible evil shadows spread like a plague, destroying one village after another, small towns, and cities. Most of them died in distorted pain, producing more The chaos and evil shadows, and then a small number of those who are not dead are promoted to irrational and dirty bodies, just like moving corpses."
"Everything you pass is turned into polluted land. No matter how difficult it is for ordinary crops and creatures to survive, only the contaminated monsters can adapt to this environment." The'Red Hat' took out a white scarf to block her mouth. Before his nose, he carefully looked at the dead body beside the road.
"Why do they do this." The'makeup artist' seemed to sigh.
"Why, maybe because of madness and hardship, other people's pain will make them feel sickly."
"However, what happened to this village was not a natural disaster, but man-made." The'Red Hat' looked at the'open space' in the middle of the village.
may no longer be suitable to be called a clearing, because there are a lot of corpses piled up in it. Nearly 70% of the people in the village died here.
They lie down scattered, seeming to gather here for meetings or events.
After a series of clue detection and analysis, several people finally determined.
The ‘Backlit’ organization seems to have gathered the villagers here, and then collectively held some kind of ceremony. During the ceremony, the vast majority of people died on the spot, and a small number of people were eroded by chaos, twisting and struggling to die.
"However, there may be some people who are still alive, and they left by themselves." Lorrain Hill looked at the traces remaining on the ground and whispered.
"In other words, voluntary?" the ‘makeup artist’ murmured.
"Yes, that's right." The'Red Hat' pulled out a pamphlet from the pile of corpses, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Most of the people participating in the ceremony will die, but a small number of people will survive and become one of them, which is the lucky one."
"The relatives and friends you died did not dissipate, but turned into a part of your spirit, and stayed with you forever."
"This is what they say in their classics."
"The wave of chaos will judge this sinful land, where the devout will become true messengers of gods and go to the new world."
"Do you regard disasters as tests and rewards?" Lorrain Hill whispered, which is similar to the sayings of many religions in history.
"Hmph, disaster is disaster. It needs to be remembered, but it is not worthy of thanks, a group of cowards."
In the world of Yvar, although the necromantic sequence is not welcome, it is said that it plays with the body and soul of the deceased. But at least it also has some positive meanings, such as saving humans who were on the verge of extinction at that time, and contributing to other aspects such as medical treatment, rescue, and production.
The chaos disaster is different. Not only will it bring devastating disasters, the earth and sea water that are corroded by it, living beings can hardly survive, and the soul and body are distorted and no longer the original appearance. It can be said to be the mortal enemy and unacceptable existence of all living creatures.
"Let's go, there is nothing worth looking for here, let's go to the next location."
A few hours later, several people rejoined at the entrance of the village. Then white flames rose around the village and slowly burned in the middle, purifying and destroying all remaining distortions and traces.
Lorrain Hill stood among the four, watching the scene in front of her. The incandescent fire light brought waves of heat, blowing her hood slightly, revealing some silver hair.
patted a palm on her shoulder, and when she looked back, she turned out to be a ‘makeup artist’.
"Are you a little sad, sister Muppet Master."
"But this world is like this~IndoMTL.com~There are kind and very good people, as well as selfish and crazy people. They are not afraid to do anything for the sake of strength and desire."
"It’s not good to be good to others. You have to punish those who are bad, and you can’t pity them."
"Because of your compassion, more good people will suffer tragedies."
"Compassion only encourages those increasingly rampant evils. They regard your concessions as weak and bullying."
"Only a cold and sharp punishment can stop this spreading evil."
"If you don't take up the knife, then those unarmed people will be forced to take up the knife because they want to live too."
"When the time comes, the world will be the blood field of killing, and there is no room for good survival."
"A long knife in one hand and a wheat ear in the other. This is the way to cultivate the world."
Lorraine Hill did not know these words. She had heard many similar words, but she had never felt so deeply as today.
Even though she has come to this world, more of her memories still remain in the country that used to be, the era when law and order were exceptionally good, and any homicide would arouse social attention.
A stable and peaceful society has created her tolerant and kind-hearted character. This is where her character shines. After coming to this world, the surrounding environment is mostly peaceful. Even if it is the turmoil in Hopland, the other party is not that kind. Unreasonable lunatic.
But the various experiences these days have also allowed her to gradually and truly see the cruel and dark side of this world.
To what extent will unfettered evil thoughts spread on the earth? They will swallow everything and force everyone to follow the same path.