Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 877

In Perfect's exclusive laboratory in the floating city, three divine cores were suspended in a circular energy field, like living specimens nailed to a dissecting table.

The sandy golden energy in the cracked lines on the surface of the Sekhmet statue is flowing in and out like breathing; the scarlet glow on the surface of the remains of a lesser god is flowing like blood vessels; and the artificial ancestor spirit created by Perfectok is flowing with blue light like the aurora.

The alchemical matrix in the laboratory, in conjunction with various instruments, is analyzing the energy ripples of the three and displaying them in the form of graphs in front of Perfect.

Perfect kept adjusting the multifunctional eyepiece on her face, analyzing the data with different visual verifications, and finally she came to a conclusion that surprised her but was natural.

Although there are huge differences between the three, or even they are completely different, the essence of their energy ripples is the same, and they all contain the ripple characteristics of the power of faith.

This discovery made her pupils shrink slightly - just like the comparative experiment between the totem poles in the North and the remains of the gods obtained by Langdon, the same beliefs surged under the different divine appearances.

"Sure enough, the essence of divinity is the condensed power of faith!" she murmured to herself, and the tip of her pen pierced the parchment.

The models of the three groups of control samples were reconstructed before Perficot's eyes: the prayers of the fanatics, the tremors of the blood sacrifice ritual, the collective subconscious of the tribe's bonfire...

These pieces of information separated from the core of divinity were displayed in front of Perfect, fully demonstrating the essence of divinity and faith!

It also allowed Perfect to finally touch the essence of the gods!

However, when she wanted to learn more about it, the whispers of a large number of believers suddenly exploded in her head.

"Burn the infidels' organs", "Give the desert eternal rain", "Ancestors, please protect me"

Thousands of prayers turned into a flood of information, nearly overwhelming her consciousness.

Cold sweat slid down her spine. She severed her connection with the three divine cores at the critical moment, and at this moment, the restraint device on the experimental table in front of her had already cracked.

Obviously, the impact brought by massive amounts of information is not only spiritual, its huge energy also acts on matter.

Perfect wiped the blood from his nose, but his heterochromatic eyes blazed with an even brighter light.

She finally mobilized the power of the Emerald Record, and with the help of the Eye of Omniscience's abilities of analysis, omniscience, etc., she allowed Perfecto to glimpse the essence of divinity, gods, and the power of faith.

Perfect's fingers quickly moved in the void, deconstructing the essence of divinity into six basic elements: belief collection, emotional resonance, and will interfering with reality...

When she finished analyzing each element and recorded them one by one, the morning light was shining through the crystal dome onto the parchment scroll filled with formulas.

Before he knew it, a night had passed and Perfecto was filled with research results.

These research results confirmed her conjecture seven years ago: the so-called divinity is nothing more than the concrete prayer of collective consciousness.

"It is as expected!" Perfect clenched his experimental log tightly, "The so-called incarnation of the gods is nothing more than the topological structure of faith energy!"

After Perfecto discovered this, a crazy idea came into his mind: since the desert tribes can use sacrifices to summon Sekhmet, why can't the empire mass-produce "controllable divine weapons"?
Summon the incarnation of divinity by artificially creating the divine core!
This crazy and grand plan gradually took shape in Perfectoct's mind.

As the most outstanding alchemist in the empire, she knows very well that this plan will completely change the relationship between humans and gods. Once her experiment succeeds, it will no longer be humans worshiping gods, but humans controlling gods!

However, the key to summoning the incarnation of divinity is to have enough power of faith, which is the most critical part of the entire plan.

Perficot stood in the central laboratory of the floating city, with the fragment of the divine core taken from the Temple of Sekhmet suspended in front of him.

These fragments emitting golden light are gradually revealing their essential composition under the analysis of the Emerald Jade Record.

"So that's it!" She whispered softly, stroking the stone statue in front of her with her fingertips: "The power of faith is the raw material for shaping gods..."

After sorting out all the information, Perfecto launched a plan in the Desert Kingdom that sounded crazy.

She convened a team of alchemists from the floating city and presented her research results in a top-secret meeting.

"Everyone!" Her voice echoed in the circular conference room. "We are going to do something that has never been tried before - not to pray for the blessing of the gods, but to create a god with our own hands!"

That is, by artificially creating a belief, we can gain the power of faith and create new gods in this way!

The idea was so bold that it was almost absurd, but Perfecto convinced everyone with his rigorous alchemical theory and divine analysis data.

She unfolded a scroll of parchment with a sophisticated belief network diagram drawn on it: "We need to establish a complete belief system in the desert kingdom. From doctrines, rituals to symbols, every detail must be carefully designed."

A god controlled by the Empire, controlled by her!
This ultimate goal made the alchemists present both excited and frightened.

Perfect added calmly: "This new god will be shaped exactly as we want it, its ministry will focus on protecting the Empire's borders, and its teachings will preach loyalty to the Empire.

By precisely controlling the direction of faith, we can ensure that this god is highly aligned with the interests of the empire from the outset."

There is no doubt that this plan is crazy.

But because of Perfecto's identity and power, and more importantly, as the empire's top and most powerful alchemist, she had already conquered everyone with her achievements.

After their initial shock and disbelief, these alchemists all became fanatical and stood firmly on Perfecto's side, supporting her plan.
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The plan was immediately implemented, and Perfect used the powerful threat of the floating city to require all the tribes of the desert kingdom to start worshiping the new god.

The huge floating city obscured the sky above the desert, casting a suffocating shadow.

The holographic projection showed the image of the new god in the sky - a mighty god of war wearing golden armor and holding the imperial flag.

Perfect's voice spread throughout the desert through the magic loudspeaker: "From today on, you must pray to this guardian god every day. Those who disobey will face sanctions from the floating city!"

The so-called new god was nothing more than a replica she made after analyzing Sekhmet's divine core with the help of the Emerald Record.

In the secret laboratory at the bottom of the floating city, a huge alchemical device is in operation, with an artificially synthesized divine core suspended in the center.

Perfect adjusted the core parameters himself, while the assistants around him nervously recorded the data.

“After reverse-engineering Sekhmet’s core structure,” she explained to the alchemists around her, “we removed all uncontrollable factors and kept only the most basic divine framework, just like painting on a blank sheet of paper.”

She wanted to try to collect the power of faith by guiding faith, and then create a new god. To this end, she designed a complete faith collection system: the prayer altars scattered throughout the desert are actually sophisticated alchemical devices that can transform the believers' prayers into pure faith energy, and then gather them to the floating city through the transmission of faith.

Just as believers worship gods, gods can gain the power of faith through this process.

Because all the settings about this new god were written by Perfect, and all the contents were beneficial to the empire.

She personally wrote the entire doctrine of the new god, stipulated every doctrine, and even designed every ritual and prayer used in the sacrifice.

In the secret document, she described this new god: "It will have the power of the god of war, but will only fight for the Empire; it will have the power of judgment, but will always be based on the laws of the Empire."

Perfect believes that after the birth of this new god, he will be loyal to the empire and become the patron saint of the empire!

After the plan was implemented, Perfect stood on the towering observation deck of the floating city, the cold night wind blowing through her long silver hair.

In the vast desert beneath our feet, the dotted sacrificial bonfires are like scattered stars, outlining the veins of faith in the darkness.

She explained the whole plan to Governor Radcliffe beside her and asked for his cooperation.

"When this god comes, it will be our most powerful weapon!" Her voice was filled with unquestionable certainty: "Imagine, a god who completely obeys the orders of the empire, how desperate will this make our enemies? "

Perfecto's plan undoubtedly shocked Radcliffe greatly.

Perfect's plan undoubtedly shocked Radcliffe greatly, but after the shock, he fell into a frenzy like other alchemists and actively cooperated with Perfect's plan.

As the highest administrator of the empire in the colonies, he knew the value of this plan better than anyone else - a completely obedient god would be the perfect tool for imperial rule.

The official religion of the empire is the belief in the All-Father, a tradition that has lasted for thousands of years and was once as unshakable as an iron law.

But with the return of the Old Gods, the faith of the All-Father seems to be growing pale.

No oracle came, no miracle appeared, only the priests of the church were still mechanically repeating the ancient prayers.

It is also because of this that in recent years, as the old gods have become increasingly active, the state religion is declining at an alarming rate.

Even the colonial governors appointed by the empire were willing to carry out this seemingly blasphemous plan.

With the cooperation of Radcliffe, Perfecto summoned the kings and chiefs of all desert tribes in the name of the imperial regent.

In the magnificent meeting hall, she condescendingly announced the order to change the faith.

Someone refused to obey, so he turned into stone.

The light of alchemy flashed, and the angry and roaring chief instantly solidified into a statue with a ferocious expression, with even the folds of his robes clearly visible.

Someone tried to argue, so he was stoned.

The ground suddenly softened like mud, swallowing up the chattering old man inch by inch, leaving only a terrified face embedded in the smooth marble floor.

Someone tried to pass the buck, so he was hung on the flagpole.

An invisible force threw him high into the sky, like a blood-red flag fluttering above the castle, and his miserable screams echoed for a long time.

Relying on tough measures and the power of having just destroyed the tribes that had rebelled against the empire, the order to change the faith was finally carried out.

The kings and chiefs who had witnessed the fate of the rebels now lowered their heads and even breathed cautiously.

Generally speaking, the desert tribes had very little consciousness of resistance at this time.

The once unruly nomadic people are now as docile as lambs to be slaughtered.

It wasn't just because Queen Anne had plowed the desert once before, redrawing the map of the desert with iron and blood; Perfecto had followed suit and crushed the last remaining will to resist with even more brutal and precise blows.

Moreover, Perfecto showed amazing political wisdom - she only asked them to convert and did not ask them to abandon their original beliefs.

“You may continue to worship the desert spirit,” she announced, “but place an additional offering at the altar of the new god.”

At the same time, she also brought out various advanced technological products to lure the people of the desert tribes into the arms of the empire.

Automatic water purification devices, alchemical lamps that never go out, weather compasses that can predict sandstorms. These inventions, which are commonplace to the empire, are like miracles in the eyes of the people of the desert.

Faced with the various alchemical products that Perfectok took out, which were comparable to miracles and magic in their eyes, these kings and chiefs quickly turned against him.

The most stubborn elder burst into tears after trying the healing potion, and the most rebellious young man surrendered after seeing the mechanical mount.

They rushed to declare their support for Perfecto's plan and became the first believers to be baptized.

As the holy oil was applied to their foreheads, everyone's eyes flickered with desire - this was exactly the result of Perfecto's careful calculation.

Theoretically, it is impossible for gods to obey the orders and commands of mortals, but they have to be influenced by the power of faith.

If it is just a primitive worship formed naturally, the power of faith is mostly mixed and contains all kinds of content. This also makes the divinity and functions of gods such as ancestor spirits relatively vague when they are first born.

When gods begin to have temples and clarify their duties, the power of faith will begin to be concentrated, standardized and targeted.

This can be said to be the gods' own requirements after they have clarified themselves, but it is also the influence of the power of faith on the gods, or to put it more bluntly - the power of faith constructs the gods' character, consciousness and abilities.

This is also the result of Perfecto's analysis and research on divinity, that is, gods will be influenced by faith!
Gods are not eternal and unchanging beings. Their personalities, abilities, and even memories are affected by the collective consciousness of their believers.

Therefore, a god who has been shaped by a specific belief from the beginning will never be able to escape his original "setting" unless someone can change the entire belief.

After making this clear, Perfect wrote the following in his notebook: “We are not creating a god, we are writing a program that will never betray.”

(End of this chapter)