The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 429 Seize the body?

The pure white cedar wood was split into evenly-length strips, which were carefully interlaced and stacked to create layers of delicate and complex concentric circles and cross patterns.

Bottles of colorful unknown essential oils were poured, like drizzles moistening the dry land. They quickly seeped into the ritual firewood pile and blended with the fresh scent of resin to create a wonderful subtle fragrance that was intoxicating.

However, along with this rich fragrance came heavy words that made one's heart fall into the abyss.

"My dear, poor, sad little Alessa... please be patient. It will be fine soon. The [Purification Ceremony] will wash away all your sins and remove the holy marks along with the [Feather of Samael]. You can live as an ordinary person without worries..."

Chrisbella's expression was kind and solemn, but in the eyes of the girl, she was no different from a devil. However, she could no longer speak.

The powerful special magic quickly traveled throughout the body and completed the control in full view of everyone. The girl, whose power was suppressed, had no power to resist at all and instantly lost the strength to speak.

She stared up at the dome blankly and gave up the idea of ​​accusing or defending herself. No one would believe that the leader of the sect would be so vicious and despicable as to reach out to his younger generation who were related by blood.

"My dear niece, please do not resent your aunt. Your sacrifice is very worthwhile. I will make good use of the holy marks left behind to carry forward the sect and spread the gospel of our ancestors throughout the world..."

Secret telepathy flows through the mind, telling the cause of the conspiracy.

The girl's lively eyes lost all color, and she was like a puppet, her body bound to the cross in the woodpile.

The sound waves of the chorus shook the church, the burnt wood branches silently turned into fine ashes, and the holy flames jumped like molten silver, performing a grand and gorgeous dance in the air.

This is how it appears in the eyes of others, but for the girl who is deeply trapped in it, it is an endless suffering like being born into hell.

The frail body suddenly stretched straight, with veins bulging out, almost breaking out from under the skin!

The subtle holy flames were like thousands of cold scalpels, tearing open the skin, penetrating blood vessels and nerves, drilling into the bone marrow and soul, following the rules of the ritual, and slowly separating all the mysterious elements.

The crystal clear mark of the Madonna lily and a dark night feather, half floating and half sinking, slowly emerge from the smooth forehead.

"Her mind and body will be restored to a blank sheet of paper, and she will not feel any pain for the rest of her life." As if with a trace of guilt emerging, the instigator who was about to succeed in his goal whispered slowly. Even if he was comforting others, he was also comforting his own fleeting conscience.

Pairs of fanatical eyes shot over, gazing at the cruel yet beautiful scene, and no one said anything more.

The effect of the magic circle named after the sect is extraordinary. Even the invisible and intangible holy treasures cannot escape the influence. As long as they are extracted, the person in charge can be chosen again to lead their remote sect out of the town and win supreme glory and benefits.

As for the fate of the recipient? Devout believers don't care about that...

Do not!
There are still people who care.

A figure suddenly rushed forward, like a fearless moth, throwing itself into the fire without hesitation, even though the violent energy conflict caused terrible blood to explode on his body, trying to stop the cruel torture.

"She's a human being! She's not a tool or an object! You can't do this to her!"

The loud call is full of determination and anger, which is the courage born out of love.

Because the person who rushed out... was called Mother!
Seeing her dying relative being dragged away roughly, the girl who had already accepted her fate suddenly raised her head. She felt her dry eye sockets itchy, and an indescribable heat arose in her chest for no reason, vibrating back and forth like magma, burning her brain, shattering her reason, and finally turning into one thought:
"What responsibility? What heritage? What faith?
and also……

What God!
It's all bullshit!"

The old-fashioned and mean teacher, the naive and vicious classmates, the evil-minded relatives, the numb and fanatical church members, all these faces flew past the girl's eyes, and she suddenly burst into miserable laughter.

Even if one of these links is missing, how can my fate be ruined? Such filthy beings should be completely destroyed!
Black and white streams of light intertwined, and the two holy objects with completely opposite properties suddenly collided with each other and drilled back into the center of the eyebrows.

The pitch-black fire of purgatory gushed out from the seven orifices, and the broad and deep dark wings fluttered indifferently.

The holy silver flame, which should have been harmless to the body, sensed the presence of its natural enemy and immediately transformed into its most brutal form. In the blink of an eye, its skin turned to ash, its bones and flesh turned to carbon, and the skin of a beautiful woman instantly turned into a hideous evil ghost. "Come on, let's see the true depravity!"

The dark green magic light shattered the church and went straight into the sky. The wind was rising and the clouds were surging, and everything was in chaos.

……

……

Chaos suddenly separated.

The scene changes again.

In a spotless ward, a small figure was wrapped like a mummy, lying on a wide bed. The body fluids and pus and blood that oozed out due to the high temperature burned the bandages, leaving patches of dirt.

"Is this the last survivor of the Puritan sect?" Several blurry figures in the corner of the room were whispering and arguing with gesticulations.

"Find out what happened as quickly as possible. The holy mark must be returned to the church..."

"Everyone, please remember that this is federal territory. We believe that it should be temporarily kept by the government..."

Holy City? Government? You...are just as filthy and greedy...

The dry and charred eyelids turned up, and two dark flames quietly spread in the depths of the turbid vitreous body.

And then everything was unremarkable, as if the camera was fast-forwarded, with rapidly changing light and shadows, sudden attacks, attacks, killings, and the entire town was dragged into a different dimension, and then a fierce battle with the reinforcements, sealed in this trance for decades.

"Everyone in this world suffers and is sad. If you want to impress me by complaining about your suffering, Miss Alesha, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Zhu Mingyao sighed softly, and stretched out his palms together. Five-colored light rotated, and lightning like water waves kept echoing back and forth, like a deep pool in a reservoir, and a trace of destructive breath quietly accumulated.

Not to mention that he had already been baptized by the original movie and game and was mentally prepared for the tragedy he witnessed. Just from his previous life's arguments with the saintly idiots on the Internet, his straight-talking logic honed would not make him fall into such moral kidnapping.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. Your fate is miserable enough, but is it as miserable as the thousands of townspeople who were killed? They are the ones who have been contaminated by you religious lunatics and have suffered 18 lifetimes of bad luck!

The Five Elements Divine Thunder swept across, shattering the psychic structure that made up the illusion. The walls at the four corners of the ward gradually collapsed, and a strange dark red light lit up.

It wasn't in vain that he watched the CG for so long. Although the magic power he could use was limited for the time being, he could still use a big move by charging it for a while.

Zhu Mingyao looked around. The world here seemed to be limited to two tones:
The depth of iron grey and the passion of fiery red interweave to create an indescribable atmosphere of oppression.

Smoke or steam surged with the airflow stirred up by the ventilation fan, and the clanging of metal coming from nowhere made the scene even more hazy and mysterious.

In this scene where light and shadow, cold and heat interweave, the girl stands quietly in the center, with her wet black hair sticking to her cheeks, like a vague and ethereal shadow, appearing both illusory and mysterious.

Beside her stood two graceful figures, wearing star-moon robes and pointed wizard hats. They were the two unlucky little witches.

"You think I'm trying to impress you? Idiot, I'm trying to eliminate their subconscious resistance!"

Alessa's weak voice revealed a hint of satisfaction, and her fingertips flashed with a pale, cold light.

"This body is no longer usable. With a spare this pure and full of potential, I will say goodbye to the past and start anew!"

Oh no! She wants to take over my body!

Zhu Mingyao was shocked!
(End of this chapter)