The red moon returns

Chapter 544 Sacrifice
Just now, after Ms. Nightingale's training, Lin Qi realized how troublesome it is to use the Miracle Light.

According to the report, Miracle Light was almost harsh in its selection of sacrifices.

First, the sacrifice must be clearly aware of his fate; second, he must accept his fate voluntarily; third, he must behave like a qualified sacrifice after becoming a sacrifice, just like the brave girls did in ancient times, saving the dying and the wounded until death came, perfectly demonstrating kindness, selflessness and courage, and finally throwing the body into the flames.

The fourth and most important thing is that all the sacrifices must be willing to do so from beginning to end and never regret it. Once someone regrets it, the effect of her sacrifice will be greatly reduced at best, or even counterproductive at worst, requiring more sacrifices to make up for it.

This led to the fact that although the artifact was not prepared for the suffering believers, it was almost only these girls who regarded sacrifice as glory could activate it. No other church could do it even if all the fanatics were counted. This was also the reason why the country burned thousands of people to death for the second time in history but got nothing in the end. Just like Sky Milt said at the beginning, it was not beautiful at all.

Lynch didn't understand the ladies' hearts, and he was a little worried that they would feel resentful about being sacrificed, so he tried to make jokes to distract their attention. However, he obviously underestimated the ladies' strong will. Apart from feeling a little like hitting someone, the ladies were very determined and did not need his comfort at all.

This made Lynch feel a little complicated. It turned out that there are people in the world who are eager to contribute. So come on.

However, the more sacrifices, the better. At least, the more sacrifices, the better as long as the sacrifices do not put people's lives in danger.

Because becoming a sacrifice means establishing a connection with a descending-level wonder, which is a huge threat to anyone.

Just like Lynch when he just woke up, he established a connection with a supreme will through the magical object. As a result, he survived many near-death experiences and only escaped the fate of being harvested by relying on the trick of driving the tiger to devour the wolf. But even so, its invisible influence has not been completely eliminated until now. It can be said that everything that is happening now is actually the follow-up of that incident.

It can be seen from this that the impact of being associated with these strange beings that hide the supreme will is often far beyond people's imagination. Once these suffering nuns establish a sacrificial relationship with them, even if they do not die from the plague, they will probably be troubled by the mystery from time to time in the future until the day comes when they can no longer bear it.

Therefore, every additional sacrifice means one more victim who needs to face this fate, and every additional sacrifice also increases the possibility of the emergence of people with weak wills, which will ultimately backfire.

But if there is less, it will not work either, because if there is less, it will not be able to share the demand for the rare objects, and then all the sacrifices will have to sacrifice their lives, and the key is that it may not be effective in the end.

You must find a balance between more and less. As for how to find this balance, that is up to you. I believe you will find it.

These are Ms. Nightingale's original words, so the most troublesome task fell on Lynch. He had to rely on his extraordinary inspiration and rock-like will, use his mind to contact the strange object, and judge whether the sacrifice had reached the activation standard. As for how to judge... everything depends on fate.

After experiencing the trials of the river of time, Lynch no longer thinks this is an excuse of stream of consciousness. The mysterious world is always full of such vague yet accurate concepts. Now he is like a seasoned mystic, emptying his mind and immersing his heart in the distorted light and shadow.

The indescribable weirdness and distortion came to him immediately, and countless weird images overlapped and flashed repeatedly in Lynch's mind. That was the fear of the past that billions of lives had left. The fear gathered together, growing bigger and bigger like a snowball, and finally gathered into an indestructible torrent, impacting everyone who tried to spy with destructive force.

Lynch resisted with great difficulty, but compared with the pressure he had endured during the previous deep reading, the impact at this time was much milder. He just stayed there calmly, allowing everything around him to go from clear to distorted, from distorted to abstract, and finally turned into a messy set of dots and lines, and then was completely eliminated from his mind.

I could no longer see anything else in my consciousness, not even my own self. All that existed were twenty-four groups of light and shadow, emitting a strange and mysterious atmosphere. "There's no danger to your life. You should go back early. It's time to feed the baby. Why hasn't he been weaned yet?"

"What are we having for dinner? Do you want to buy some fish and fry some fish fillets?"

"I really want to beat him up. My determination has gone to waste. Next time, I must say a few more bad things about him in front of Diana."

"The Lord taught me that when I hear the groans of the sick, I should feel the same pain as if I were hungry and thirsty. Almighty God, please bless these innocent people. I am willing to bear this endless pain on their behalf."

The next moment, countless complicated sounds filled Lin Qi's consciousness. Chaotic sounds came out from the light and shadow, chirping and nagging, one after another, over and over again.

Lin Qi had no distracting thoughts, no sadness or joy, and he kept his mind tightly controlled amidst all the sounds. But suddenly his heart moved, and before he understood what he had done, his consciousness had instinctively swept across a group of flickering lights and shadows, and then the twenty-four groups of lights and shadows turned into twenty-three, and the anxious voice to feed the baby disappeared.

It's too easy to regret it when you have a baby who hasn't been weaned. To be on the safe side, you should go home and breastfeed. Yes, that's right, I'm not doing this out of sympathy. I'm just a sacrificial machine with no emotions.

"This one, I'm scolding you, cross it out. This one, too pious, cross it out. This one, I don't know why, cross it out anyway."

Empty your mind completely, leave everything to instinct, and let the mysterious intuition decide everything. This is the true meaning of letting everything go with the flow. Everything is the choice of mysterious power, and individuals are just the carriers of this choice.

As the voices of the heart passed by, colorful lights and shadows would occasionally fade away. I don’t know how long it had passed, the chaotic voices had long gone away, and only twelve or thirteen lights and shadows were still lingering around me, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Why are there only so many left? Isn’t it too little?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lynch immediately realized that this meant he had chopped too much and his intuition had begun to warn him.

So, let's start the second step. Diana, Natalie, I'll leave the outside to you.

Soon, new lights and shadows lit up in his consciousness, and new voices surrounded Lynch's spirit again, one after another. As soon as some of them appeared, Lynch subconsciously pushed them out of this distorted world, while some of them stayed successfully.

Eighteen, nineteen, twenty...isn't that enough? That should be about right. Any more bottles won't be enough.

Huh? No, if I had this idea, it meant that we had enough people and the rare items were ready...

The next moment, brilliance shone everywhere.

(End of this chapter)