The red moon returns

Chapter 538: Offering Beauty to a Desperate Fate
"In June 438 of the Fourth Era, in Crafford City of the Lorenthal Federation, Gina Braden, the Cardinal Bishop of the Church of Suffering in the Lorenthal Diocese, mobilized all clergy in the diocese to fight the disaster. During this period, many clergy were infected. By the time the plague was over in March 6, four-fifths of the clergy had died. Cardinal Braden also died of the plague in the last ten days. In the last month, all clergy left a will that if they died of the disease, their bodies must be burned to purify the seeds of the disease with flames."

"In the summer of the fourth era, 1175, the Pope of Suffering sent Archbishop Narnia Fran to lead a rescue team of 1176 Suffering Sisters to the city of St. Kevin in the Kingdom of Tulare for disaster relief. He sent out support twice in six months. The second support was led by the Pope himself, and he brought secret weapons exchanged from the terrifying Changna Fangeng in the mountains to fight the plague. In January 1, the Pope returned to the throne of the Lord of Suffering, and the whole world was in grief. In the same month, in response to the decree of the Holy See, the Eucharist and all the believers who sacrificed with him were burned on the spot in St. Kevin, purifying all evil with flames and sending souls back to the Kingdom of Suffering."

"In the 1511th year of the Fourth Epoch, the Four Horsemen of Revelation descended, and the Plague Knight first broke out in the Miqiu Plains..."

As the emotionless voice of the bibliography behind the wall spread, new pieces of searched information unfolded before the four people one by one.

The nine pieces of information came from three mysterious documents. One was a manuscript on the study of the great disaster, one was a historical research report, and the other was actually a travelogue. No one knew how the author made a travelogue so mysterious, and no one knew why such strange things were recorded in the bibliography. But this is not important. What is important is that there are really a lot of things hidden between the lines of these three unconventional books.

None of the records mentioned the Miracle Light, but almost every one of them vividly described the actions of the Church of Suffering at the source of the plague before the end of those plagues. If Lynch had not opened a new door, it would have been impossible to find these clues hidden in the details.

However, as the information was read out one by one, Lin Qi and the other two felt depressed instead of happy, because from the content, they had gradually understood what was hidden behind the words "offering beauty".

Fighting the plague, contracting the disease, holding on until the last moment, falling one after another, and finally turning their bodies into ashes in the flames.

This is what the bird-beak doctors did when the miracle light was born, and this is also the so-called beauty that the miracle thing needs.

It is not ordinary family, friendship or love at all. Those are indeed beautiful things, but they can only cure ordinary plagues. If you want to fight against the real occult plague, and the occult plague involving the outbreak of theocracy, you still need true beauty.

The determination to save people from suffering, the firmness to never turn back, and the courage to sacrifice oneself.

Yes, everything has a price.

Shouting a few slogans, singing a few high-sounding songs, shedding a few tears, and showing your saintly heart, this kind of behavior can only move yourself, it can't help anyone, and it can't save this precarious world.

Wanting to sacrifice yourself for the safety of the whole world is meaningless if it remains at the thinking level. Only when someone really does it and truly demonstrates the true beauty, will the magic item take effect and the light of hope will illuminate the whole world.

It's cold and cruel, but that's how the mysterious world is.

"I roughly understand that we must be willing to fight the plague and save lives at all costs until the end of our lives, and we must also actively choose to be a sacrifice and use our lives and souls in exchange for the safety of the world." After listening to all the information silently, Ms. Nightingale stared at the snow-white wall for a long time, and finally sighed softly, "No wonder all the successful examples are related to us, and no wonder the second use failed."

Yes, Lin Qi and the other two also understood.

Even if that country burns all its people, it cannot activate the light of miracle. Passive sacrifice is just simple killing and will never bring light and hope.

Looking at the whole world, apart from these suffering believers, there are not many people who regard salvation and sacrifice as faith. There are people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others, but the only ones who can be so determined are probably the nuns of the Church of Suffering.

They did not even encourage the lower-level clergy to sacrifice themselves. In the six plagues, even one pope and two cardinals were lost. In the history of two eras and three thousand years, this is a rare loss.

"It's not as exaggerated as you think." After hearing Lynch's mumbling, Ms. Nightingale could actually laugh and said lightly, "I guess that offering beauty is not limited to the actions performed, but also has requirements for the sacrifice itself. The more beauty recognized by the sacrifice, the better the effect should be. They couldn't bear to see more believers sacrifice for this, so they offered themselves as sacrifices." Hiss, merit? Lynch seemed to understand.

Maybe that's true, but he still asked doubtfully: "Others may not know the specific usage of the strange object, but the leaders of your church cannot be unaware of it. Why didn't you leave a record in the catalog? This is not a shameful thing."

But as soon as he said this, he had already thought of the answer.

As expected, Nightingale just smiled kindly and shook her head: "If it were me, I would not leave any records either. This is our responsibility, but it is not an experience worth looking forward to. Our ancestors did not want future generations to experience such suffering. They also hope that we can live well, so they deliberately hid the key information."

"But each of your descendants has persisted in finding things and their uses, completely disappointing the expectations of your predecessors."

"There's nothing we can do. We all follow the same teachings. Some things have to be done by someone."

Lynch pursed his lips and suppressed the trembling of his lips. The only feeling in his heart now was regret.

Why do we have to go to such great lengths to find the light of miracle? Why do we have to be so clever and find out the usage that our ancestors had hidden?

In order to resolve the global crisis and to resolve the impact he had previously caused, he was personally sending a group of respectable women to their deaths.

Lin Qi clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his palms, and said in a deep voice while gritting his teeth: "You... don't want to use it again, do you?"

"What else?" Ms. Nightingale asked calmly, "History has long proven that, apart from us suffering believers, who else can meet these conditions in a concentrated manner? Can you find other candidates?"

This question left Lynch speechless. Is there really only one way to go?

Lin Qi only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but Miss Diana beside him suddenly interrupted and said, "Didn't you notice something is wrong?"

"Ok?"

"All the information shows one thing. The magic item is only effective after the plague breaks out. It cannot be used before the plague breaks out."

Hiss~~It’s true.

However, it was just this sentence that made Lynch's originally dim eyes suddenly brighten up.

(End of this chapter)