fifth form

Chapter 3686 Familiar Power of Faith

From the perspective of luck in the real world, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his luck was very prosperous.

He has no need for sacrifices, and exchanging sacrifices for abilities is unreliable.

"Don't even think about performing any kind of ritual; it's really useless!"

Zhang Xuezhou was efficient, but he also had to make things clear in advance to avoid Turcolando being filled with joy and anticipation only to be disappointed in the end.

Those who are sacrificed are like pigs and sheep being slaughtered. Apart from the few in the real world, Zhang Xuezhou has never seen a case where someone who is sacrificed has a good ending.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know how to explain the special circumstances of Grien, Nagos, and Li Yingbo. It was like Liu Xuan's blood sacrifice to cattle and sheep, which should have died but were suddenly stimulated and turned into great demons.

This process is completely contrary to common sense and therefore cannot be repeated.

However, Zhang Xuezhou was also certain that this kind of sacrifice was not very harmful. Firstly, Turcolando's reign was very short-lived, and secondly, the other party had not cultivated a life force, so being sacrificed would not cause the life force to be destroyed.

It generally involves draining several hundred milliliters of blood, and then the whole process is over.

In the shrine of Tutlam, many people had been purged, leaving only a handful of people, including Turkelando.

"We have already raised the four flags as required, so just start bleeding me dry!"

In the past, Zhang Xuezhou had to arrange the array flags himself, but Turcolando had already provided all the necessary assistance.

As long as Zhang Xuezhou chants the incantation to guide him, he can indeed promote the Qi fortune sacrifice.

"I have at least five thousand milliliters of blood in my body, so feel free to release it!"

Turklando looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was circling around her, and noticed that he was clearly decisive and efficient.

Back then, he was able to reach an agreement with Ren Yisheng and was the first to use his own children to promote embryo fertilization technology. Turkellando did not act like a typical person who would procrastinate.

"What do you want?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with interest. "What are your personal pursuits?"

“I want the Thousand Islands Alliance to not linger outside the mainstream world,” Turkelando said. “My personal pursuit is naturally to pursue the genetic sequence, hoping to keep up with your pace, and also hoping to live longer so that I can see the world of the future!”

"Your requirements are quite ambitious!"

Whatever Turcolando's pursuit may be, it is not specific to any one thing, but involves a longer-term perspective.

This hope obviously cannot be realized overnight; even if Zhang Xuezhou wanted to open a back door, it would be very difficult.

After asking some questions, he ultimately decided to stop investigating Turcorando's situation and instead end the matter quickly.

As a country governed by religion, the shrines, jointly decided upon by numerous members of parliament and local leaders, served as places of worship, a location not unlike that of the imperial palace.

Zhang Xuezhou muttered incantations for a long time before finally finding the four flags by following the map. He then began to invoke his magic to perform a ritual, and the many collection flags in the closed shrine immediately began to crackle and flutter in the absence of wind and waves.

Everyone tensed up and stared intently at Turcolando, who was positioned in the center of the collection flag.

"Repeat after me!"

As the blade swiftly sliced ​​through Turcolando's hand, Zhang Xuezhou dipped his finger in blood to draw runes, and he also instructed Turcolando to recite the surrender document.

Zhang Xuezhou was very fortunate that the whole process was completed in Mandarin Chinese. The intonation and unfamiliar language made everyone feel that it was high-class, except for Zhang Hao, whose expression was a little strange.

It's one thing if you don't understand it, but it's quite awkward when you do understand it.

Zhang Hao had never lived in the Han Dynasty, but he was fluent in various local languages ​​of the Three Realms. The Great Chinese language had not deviated from its corresponding linguistic framework, so he could roughly understand the content.

"Times have indeed changed!"

Zhang Hao could understand, but the array flag technique used by Zhang Xuezhou was undoubtedly a technique created over the past millennium; at least during his time as emperor, he had not seen such a technique.

In his time, many emperors performed rituals to worship Heaven and also held ceremonies to execute captives. These were more symbolic commemorations than anything else. "To sacrifice an emperor of a nation—that's going to be the ultimate act!"

Emperor sacrifices are common in the Three Realms, but it is rare to use an emperor as a sacrifice. Even the most deposed rulers are rarely willing to suffer such humiliation and would rather commit suicide to preserve their innocence than the emperors of this world who would rush to offer their heads.

Leaving aside the rulers of the other three kingdoms that Zhang Xuezhou worshipped, even the Thousand Islands Alliance was a large and complex country with thousands of islands, making unification extremely difficult.

Zhang Hao felt something was off and thought this situation was extremely rare.

Any extreme will bring about differences, which cannot be understood using ordinary reasoning.

Zhang Hao was also quite looking forward to seeing if this kind of sacrificial ceremony would have any real, substantial meaning.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou's calm face. Zhang Xuezhou's expression was like that of someone going through the motions, seemingly having no expectation for this sacrificial ceremony as he was used to it.

Just as Zhang Hao began to doubt his own judgment, he saw Zhang Xuezhou's expression suddenly change, his usually calm face revealing surprise.

"It seems the more Xuezhou disbelieves in superstitions, the more wicked he becomes; the self-serving rituals that harm others may have taken a turn for the worse!"

While Zhang Hao was secretly speculating, Zhang Xuezhou did indeed have this unbelievable thought.

The circumstances under which Grien, Nagos, Li Yingbo, and others were sacrificed were all different, and each of them triggered different unexpected events.

When Zhang Xuezhou felt that the ritual of worshipping Turklando should return to normal, he did indeed find a substitute for the ritual.

That involves the belief in deities, a product similar to destiny.

Zhang Xuezhou had once found a vessel of faith in the city of Leiata, which involved bone powder formed from the remains of Huang, as well as the skeletal bead that Ren Anran had searched for.

These carriers of faith contain power, but while the carriers can be moved or destroyed, the power of faith will not disappear, even if it turns into powder and is scattered into the sea; it will automatically seek a new carrier.

Zhang Xuezhou and others have conducted very little research on these carriers of faith. As time goes by, these former carriers of faith lose their function, and the power of faith dissipates as a result.

Zhang Xuezhou once thought everything was over, but he did not expect that he could feel the power of faith when he activated the sacrificial array at this time.

Compared to the public's identification with the state and its rulers, believers' faith in gods is irrational and borders on madness.

Although this power of faith is not immense, it is more refined than the power of destiny.

Faced with the choice between damaging Turcorando or replacing it with the faith of the Thousand Islands Alliance, Zhang Xuezhou naturally chose the latter.

"This sacrificial array can even break through the power of faith!"

Sensing the scattered white light flowing into the shrine, Zhang Xuezhou felt as if the sacrificial array was turned on like a purple light lamp, and these white lights of faith, whose origins were unknown, were drawn into it like moths to a flame.

At the same time, he also vaguely sensed the existence of the object of his faith.

"As long as the void remains, I shall endure forever!"

"Those who believe in me will have eternal life!"

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This is not derived from the sacrificial language of Donghua, but the ancient sacrificial terms are almost identical.

Zhang Xuezhou could even perceive the multicolored radiance surrounding the object of his faith.

"Only the Demon Lord Hu Yu possesses the origin of the world. He used faith to entrust his soul to it, thus creating a unique kind of immortality. In addition, the origin of the world constantly updates and transforms it, thereby maintaining his long lifespan!"

The familiar touch surged into Zhang Xuezhou's mind, and he instantly understood the Demon Lord Hu Yu's scheme.

He even vaguely guessed that Huang might have been both a believer and an experiment in the past, which is why he accepted Hu Yu's various modifications.

Unlike Hu Yu, Huang did not have the world's origin to maintain his physical body. After his physical body died, Huang's soul lingered in the Soul Jade for a thousand years.