I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 270 He is my God and I am His Master
Hearing the nuns' contempt and gossip, Roland's face turned a little ugly.

He quickly glared at Little Roland fiercely and said, "Don't say such terrible things. I would never discipline my subordinates (referring to the flannel ball) in this way. Besides, the Red Saint and I don't have such a grudge!"

A little Roland laughed and said, "Yes, our hatred for her is not like that! Our hatred for her is much greater than the hatred for killing our father!

Ten thousand times bigger!
You killed her whole family. That's all.

The big thing is that you destroyed her god!
Haha, there is no one in the world who can make her hate you more than you.

It's really interesting to enslave a strong-willed and devout female enemy. I really look forward to seeing her fall."

The nuns showed expressions of great disgust, and Roland had a very strange expression.

It seemed that Little Roland was right. There was a huge hatred between him and the Red Saint!
Little Roland said, "There's no hatred between me and the Red Spirit. Not only do we have no hatred, we're also grateful to each other. If it were just the original Red Spirit, even though she'd occupied a new body before, she might have actively called out 'hug me' after waking up—as long as Roland gave her enough, she'd lift her skirt!
But the key point is that the Red Spirit is an incomplete spirit body, an "aggregate" that does not even have a complete identity, and was born from the mutual devouring of many souls and thoughts!
She has no 'self' of her own, nor any memories of her own.

Over the years, she has followed me and gradually developed her own identity. Thus, she has her present and her future.

But her past is still incomplete!

Her past identity was incomplete and confusing, her past history was blank, and her past memories were also confusing!
The Blood Saint and the Demoness completed her past history, memories, and identity!"

Roland rubbed his forehead. He understood.

To sum up, it’s Red Spirit Madness!

After she devoured the Blood Saint and the female demon who were far stronger than her, she was influenced by their memories and regarded their memories as her own!
She originally did not have a complete identity and history, but now she occupies a new body - after this possession, she is still herself, but she has inherited the cause and effect left by her 'predecessor', the 'Saint of Withered Blood'!
This completes her originally incomplete and confusing identity and history.

If she hadn't gone insane, she would know who she was, and that she was actually still the Red Spirit, not the Saint of Dry Blood.

But she was crazy, and she had the memory of a dried-blood saint and a female demon in her body.

Therefore, the cause and effect inherited after taking over another body will deepen her memory and make her even more crazy!
Therefore, she is still a red spirit in essence, but she firmly believes that she is the Saint of Dry Blood, and occasionally thinks that she might be a female devil, and then occasionally thinks that she might also be a red spirit.

Among the memories of the three, the memory of the Blood Saint is the largest, the memory of the female demon is smaller, and the memory of Hong Ling himself is the smallest.

Roland said, "She suffers from 'self-identity confusion'!"

Little Roland said, “Yes, the revenge of killing a god is ten thousand times more hateful to believers than killing their parents!
The Withered Blood Saint is essentially the Withered Blood Baron's spokesperson. She'll most likely remember that the Withered Blood Baron wasn't originally the Holy Blood Heraka. Even if she's crazy, she might mistakenly recognize the wrong god. We have a big grudge against her.

Another little Roland said, "Although our plan can deal with her and make it difficult for her to resist. She may even be educated. But when we go south, it would be best to find a mental hospital to treat her. I heard that the mental hospital of the Holy See is very professional."

You don't want your good maid to always think that she is someone else and hate you like this, right?
Roland rubbed his eyes fiercely, feeling almost worried to death.

What is all this!

Why can't there be a few normal people around me!

This time when I go to the south, if I have the chance, I will take everyone to get treated!

Well, I have to treat myself too.

At this time, a little Roland came over again, holding a bunch of dark golden candles in his hands.

Roland took it and looked at it, then said, "Is this soul wax made with amber liquid as the main ingredient?"

Little Roland said, "That's right. The Red Saint isn't just an empty shell; she has a soul. So we don't need to 'create a soul'. Plus, the amber stock already contains a lot of soul tears, as well as your and Leona's souls. So, with the amber stock and some auxiliary materials, we can make the right kind of soul wax."

After using this tattoo, we can perform an avatar awakening ceremony, and then the Red Saint will become our avatar.

This incarnation will be different from the original 'Divine Bird Clone' - the Divine Bird Clone is an empty shell and originally had no soul. It was injected with our soul, so it became the 'Divine Bird Roland'.

But this incarnation originally had a soul, so she had self-awareness.

However, according to the theories of puppet suturing and clone techniques, when we need to, we can adjust the rune structure on the amber liquid and let the amber liquid control her thoughts, just like controlling a puppet.

In this case, you will be like a piece of clothing, lying on her soul, controlling her every move. Although she has her own thoughts, she can only be controlled by you like a puppet.

When she doesn't need to be controlled in this way, she can be given freedom, or amber liquid can be used to set some punishment rules. Once she violates the rules, the amber liquid will punish her physically and spiritually, and train her subconscious.

At the same time, if we want, we can always 'peek' into her thoughts.

Finally, when you find that she has disrespectful thoughts, or even that her rebellious nature suddenly becomes active and she intends to retaliate, you can immediately disrupt the soul lock.

Once the soul lock is disrupted, her mind will fall into a short period of confusion. After her mind recovers, she will forget everything she did to you. Although she may become crazy during this process, leading to some unpredictable things, at least she won't retaliate against you.

Roland nodded. This plan was actually very similar to the logic of gods controlling their spokespersons.

When the gods need it, they will descend upon the spokesperson and control everything about him.

When God no longer needs them, the spokesperson will be brainwashed by various doctrines - Roland's punishment regulations are the doctrines of the Red Saint.

Roland himself is the god of the Red Saint!

Roland understood what the little Rolands meant—signing a contract carries the potential for backlash. But now he wasn't going to sign the contract anymore. He was going to make the Red Saint his own incarnation!
There is no contract between the two of them, so even if the Red Saint retaliates one day, the master and servant will not be reversed.

Roland has strong binding force on the incarnation, so it is like signing a contract.

Conversely, the avatar cannot influence the main body because the two are essentially two independent individuals - Roland is essentially controlling her by 'lying' on her.

So, this is a constraint method with almost zero side effects.

If an accident really happened one day, the puppet would break the string and pounce on Roland. But this string cannot be broken.

The group of young Rolands in charge of the magic circle were clamoring nearby, "Are we going to do this or not? We've almost used up all the magic circle and the Soul Tears. If we change the plan, we'll have to start all over again."

——"Yeah, yeah, I've been really exhausted these past few days. I need to finish the work and recycle it as soon as possible! I want to experience the feeling of being the boss again!"

For the little Rolands, the fact of being separated from Roland's body was actually a very crazy thing - they suddenly became their own boss!

Roland waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Everyone got busy and even held several meetings in the middle. Not only did everyone prepare magic circles, targeted spells, spider silk, rare items, secret treasures, etc., but they also discussed the response measures for various situations.

As a result, after removing the spider silk, the Red Saint did not move at all.

She stood with disheveled hair amidst the 'soul wax'. The candlelight in the hall flickered constantly, and the air grew colder. Yet, she remained perfectly still.

The tattoo work went surprisingly smoothly!
The crowd even imprinted numerous punishment strategies on it.

The Red Saint was extremely quiet and cooperative from beginning to end, so much so that Roland secretly discussed this with everyone else several times, worried that this guy might be up to something.

Theresa and other nuns looked at the Red Saint not far away with strange expressions for a long time.

They always feel that this red saint has the aura of goddess Heraclea. But this does not seem to be wrong, because she is the saint of Heraclea, isn't she?
Now, it was branded with the amber essence. The amber essence was part of Rabbi Roland. Rabbi Roland was the spokesperson for the goddess Heraclea. Therefore, she was also essentially the spokesperson for the goddess Heraclea.

Therefore, as the saint of Heraclea, as the spokesperson of Heraclea, if she doesn't exude the aura of the goddess Heraclea, whose aura can she exude?
Don't we all have the aura of the goddess Heraka? It's just that it seems a little different from the aura of the saint.

The nuns didn't like to talk much, nor were they very good at it. Furthermore, this was a strange idea to begin with, difficult to explain, and illogical.

So after they looked at it for a while, they didn't say much.

A little Roland said, "It's no use trying to play tricks. She's locked in the shackles of original sin, and she's stepping on the magic array. Now she even has tattoos. Hum, boss, see? Your name is written on her thigh (tattoo)! She's already yours!"

Don't worry, just keep going! Perform the incarnation ritual—from now on, you're on top of her. She won't be able to escape even if she wants to!

Another little Roland said, "Yes, big brother, why are you hesitating? If she doesn't resist now, why will she resist later? She wants to harm you? How can she harm you? This is not a master-servant contract, and she can't retaliate.

Now that the tattoo has been engraved, this is her last chance before the incarnation technique is completed - if she doesn't resist now, she will have no chance of resistance in a moment."

Roland had a strange look on his face. The current tattoo allowed him to sense some of the Red Saint's thoughts. This strange Saint before him was extremely excited and thrilled.

She seemed very much looking forward to what was to come.

But, the next thing is to tie some silk threads on her myself, right?

Just like the little Rolands said - lie on her.

So what does she want?

Picture one will lie on her?

No way. Are you mentally ill?!
It can't be that perverted?!
That's definitely not the case, she must have a conspiracy!
Roland hesitated for a moment, thinking to himself, "Whatever scheme she has, it's useless! Besides, things have come to this point, and I have no way out."

Even if the Red Saint Lady caused a big fuss, Roland would have to move forward with his eyes closed.

If he doesn't move forward, he will have to be a cow!
Little Roland nearby was clamoring, "Are you still going? Stopping halfway is so annoying!"

Roland waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Everyone began to perform the final ritual of the clone technique - and it went exceptionally smoothly.

After everyone used the magic mirror to complete the incarnation technique, Roland closed his eyes and felt that the distance between him and the Red Saint was very, very close.

As soon as he thought about it, the Red Saint stretched out her hand.

The whole process is like controlling a puppet.

At this moment, Roland suddenly felt a strong resentment mixed with strange emotions coming over him.

Afterwards, Roland actually felt a line controlling his body!

Roland's expression suddenly grew serious—I knew you were waiting for me here!

But just as Little Roland said, the Red Saint no longer had a chance.

This feeling of control was very weak - due to the amber liquid, the strength of the Red Saint's control over Roland was far weaker than Roland's control over her.

Like a lever, Roland stood at the longest end.

The Red Saint was indeed far stronger than Roland, but the amber liquid was like a jack, allowing Roland to achieve a great result with just a little effort.

To make her more obedient, Roland formed hand seals, chanted incantations, and used the amber fluid to perform a "divine descent." Suddenly, Roland seemed to be lying on top of the Red Saint, and the two of them were at zero distance!

As if realizing her final resistance was meaningless, a monstrous resentment emanated from the Red Saint's consciousness.

This intense mental force shocked Roland so much that his face turned pale. He immediately disrupted the soul lock, causing the Red Saint to go insane.

Suddenly, the three memories of the Blood Saint, the Female Demon, and the Red Spirit were mixed together in the Red Saint's body. Roland tried hard to make the Red Spirit's memory take the dominant position.

At this moment, Roland suddenly felt that the Red Saint's body seemed to contain the memories and history of another person.

Amidst the chaos, this person's memories and history took over, and the Red Saint began to identify herself with this strange person.

Roland's face suddenly changed drastically, and a thought flashed through his mind - Oh no, there's a fourth memory! Or, in other words, they are all the same person, a psychopath!
——The duel between Roland and the Red Saint took place in silence.

It looked like the two of them were sitting opposite each other at a distance with their eyes closed.

No one knew what was going on, so Roland's sudden words seemed very abrupt.

The hall was filled with the echo of Roland's words. After the sound echoed for a moment, the hall fell silent again.

The Red Saint did not make any move.

At the close distance of their souls, Roland felt that she was actually conveying an extremely excited thought.

Roland suddenly scratched his ear and asked, "What did you just say?"

The quiet Red Saint slowly raised her head and looked at Roland.

She said, "Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak."

Suddenly, a highly polluted banshee's cry of mourning filled the hall, and everyone covered their ears.

Roland: “!!!”

--"not good!"

Roland looked grim as he shouted to the little Rolands, "Get away from here!!!"

It's too late!

She was singing a hymn, but in reality it was a banshee announcing a death!
Roland tried his best to suppress the power of the Banshee, but it still caused 1 unit of damage.

All of a sudden, all the little Rolands died in a frenzy.

Originally, Roland wasn't afraid of this kind of hymn, but the little Rolands died during the hymn, and countless memories washed into Roland's mind, directly clearing his SAN.

Countless crazy thoughts flooded Roland's mind.

This time, Roland finally understood for the first time the excitement that the Red Saint wanted to express, or rather, the Red Saint who was guided by someone's memory.

——Are you comfortable, Master? I, we, we are finally together hehehe HAHAHAHAHA
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