I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones
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Lu Jian saw that, in addition to the scorched black marks that were exactly the same as those on the first floor, there were also long traces of dragging on the floor of the second floor.
Yes.
That is, the marks left by humans crawling on the ground with their hands after losing the ability to move.
The trace was towards the first floor, but failed to reach the stairs.
On the banister of the stairs leading to the third floor, there are more traces of finger scratches.
Blood flowed from the end of the finger, scratching the wood, leaving five fingerprints one after another.
The scorching breath is getting stronger and stronger.
"Amber, are you there?"
Lu Bian asked.
No response.
He climbed up the stairs to the third floor.
The third floor is no longer empty.
The ashes of unburnt firewood and straw were everywhere, and here the scorched stench of the flames reached its peak.
Lu Yi quickly found the source of the burnt smell.
She was standing right in the middle of the room.
Chains bound her body, fastening it firmly to the central post.
On the pillar, countless finger prints told her fear and despair at that time, which was shocking.
On the scorched, dry, and mottled body, only a few fragments of the gorgeous clothes remained, and the golden crown, which could not be carried by the burnt hair, had turned black and fell at the feet like dry wood.
That face still maintains an expression of horror, fear, and despair, but the pair of beautiful amber eyes can no longer be seen, only the deep, dark eye sockets, shriveled, withered cheeks, from the most The expression of instinctive fear.
She still held a bow in her hand, and pale flames formed a bow, burning quietly in her hand, lighting up the place and bringing a scorching breath.
This is the current chief priestess of Wajima Taisha Shrine.
This is amber.
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===361.Until death do us part===
Lu Jian had heard before that many people who were burned to death would lose consciousness first due to suffocation, and eventually die.
However, the traces at the scene told Lu Jian that when Amber was burned by the flame, she retained the clearest consciousness. She did not suffocate due to lack of oxygen, but felt the engulfment of the flame all the way.
The flame spread across her white and tender skin, tore it open, gouged out the flesh and blood inside, devoured it like a greedy monster, and finally did not spare even the bones.
The lovely hair was reduced to ashes in the fire, the dazzling clothes were burned by the flames, the slender limbs, the delicate face, the eyes with the most beautiful brilliance in the world were destroyed in the ruthless pale flame, There was only an ugly, scorched, and foul-smelling corpse left, imprisoned for dozens or even hundreds of years in this unmanned high pavilion.
During the whole process, Amber struggled, pleaded, and mourned until the last moment, ushering in the most painful death.
While these things were happening, the people below were cheering, jumping for joy, celebrating, and carrying out the grandest celebration.
In the end, her life faded away, transformed into something purer.
This thing will guard the world for decades, hundreds of years, and eventually it will run out.
Amber's small, emaciated body would be smashed to pieces by those old priestesses, burned again, and turned into a small urn, displayed on a shelf in the main hall, never to see the light of day.
This is the truth about the Priestess Priestess.
There is no authority over ten thousand people, no joyful life, not even life.
Priest priestesses are sacrifices to the gods.
And all of this was done by Lu Jian himself for Amber.
If Lu Jian agreed to Hu Po's request and let her be an ordinary girl in a corner of the sea, then she would definitely not have to suffer such inhuman torture.
If Amber's sense of responsibility was a little weaker, more timid, and more selfish, she could have escaped her own destiny and embarked on a completely different path, but at least there is a future.
It is because she is so perfect that she is standing here.
It is precisely because she is so outstanding that she will usher in such an ending.
Destiny, like a finely meshed gear, pushed her to this position.
"You're getting thinner again, Amber."
Lu Jian sighed.
The withered corpse was motionless, only the longbow in his hand flickered.
"I think you need to know about this."
From behind Lu Jian, a faint voice came.
He turned his head and saw that in his own shadow, in the flickering firelight, the black-haired, cherry-eyed priestess was standing barefoot in the filthy and scorched world, spotless.
The contrast between the two forms a strong sense of perversion, just like this foreign land, there are beautiful falling cherry blossoms and cruel and tragic sacrifices.
"who are you?"
Lu Bian asked.
His mood was unexpectedly calm.
The waves are calm, like the moonlight.
"You can call me Shen Ying, you can also call me He Dao Dashen, or something else, anyway, they are the names they gave me."
The witch replied, her voice was very flat, which reminded Lu Jian of Feng Yu sometimes.
Indifferent, calm, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him.
"The witches tricked her into taking medicine, which can temporarily take away consciousness and strength, and then tied her to a pillar, and then ignited the net fire. She would struggle and try to escape. Most of the witches did not There are ways to do it, and a few can go down to the second floor, but that's all."
The witch spoke as if she was talking about ordinary things.
"She was too young and the medicine was too strong. She tried for a long time but couldn't break free. At that time, she could already see me."
"She shed tears, even though the tears would be swallowed by the fire in an instant, she begged me to save her, she said she didn't want to die, said she still had a lot of things to do, said she wanted to be there all the time together."
"I've seen many dying people angry, thinking they've been deceived, accusing the world, resentful and cursing everyone who helped them get here, some desperate, and even their rationality has collapsed."
"She is no exception."
"She regretted, she was angry, she was not reconciled, she lost hope for everything, she began to hate everything, accuse everything, and condensed the deepest resentment towards this world. Such obsession, the will sublimated in the pure fire, is the Son of God What is needed to protect this land."
"When the strongest hope becomes the deepest despair, the power born is the best food for the gods, and the pollution produced is enough to wipe everything out."
"You know, in foreign lands, only pollution can fight against pollution, and only stronger pollution can fight against invading pollution."
"In this world, the name of this pollution is Jinghuo."
"It is my duty and my destiny to exchange the sacrifice of only one person for the survival of many people. It has been the same for thousands of years."
The witch's voice was colder than the night, and softer than the moonlight.
"Until the end, she kept repeating your name a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, unforgettable and indelible, until death stifled her voice."
"I fulfilled her wish and told you this."
She has no joy or sadness, as if nothing in the world can cause her emotional waves.
"Does she hate me?"
Lu Bian asked.
"Because I sent her here, she will call my name until...death?"
"Do not."
The witch shook her head.
"The first sentence she called your name was, I'm sorry."
Lu Jian was silent.
He is very clear.
After learning about Hongye in the evening, Lu Jian knew about it.
Just like Hongye, Amber's future is also her own past.
When I first came to Hejima, Kohaku had already been burned to death and became the child of God, and became the container for the arrival of the shrine maiden named Kamizakura in front of me.
The original priestess did not die completely.
Her soul is entrenched in the Hedao Shrine together with Shenying. By enshrining priestesses with powerful spirituality, Shenying can come to it, and use these sacrificed maidens to nourish, control the pure fire, and protect Hedao.
This is the truth about Kazushima.
Lu Jian didn't know who came up with such a cruel method. Not only would every presiding priestess suffer inhuman ravages, but even the original priestess would never be at peace. He had to witness these deaths again and again for thousands of years.
This is the price the humans of Wajima have paid for their defense against pollution.
This is what Lu Jian wants to know, the way to fight pollution.
"You communicate with me just to tell me this?"
Lu Yi knew very well that every word he said to this witch now contained pollution.
During this long time, she has been exposed to too much filth, and she is already a collection of pollution. Maybe she is not her, but He, who has become a great existence, jumped out of the chessboard of foreign lands, and came to a new world. high dimension.
Maybe she was him in the first place, but she just appeared in the face of a human being, and played a sad song to please herself in this world.
"Because it's her wish."
The witch glanced at the withered corpse.
"I have witnessed the death of countless witches. Most of them, as I said just now, are full of resentment and left a curse on the world."
"These curses are brewing in my body together with their tortured souls. Every moment, I can hear their howling, mourning, and sobbing, filling my consciousness with the most vicious words."
"But this child, despite being tortured, despite being betrayed by the world, despite being in despair, at the end, she still wants to keep hope, even if it's just for the sake of only one person."
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