Red Moon Returns

Just now, after Ms. Nightingale's training, Lin Qi knew that using the Light of Miracles was such a troublesome thing.

According to the report, the Light of Miracles is almost harsh in choosing sacrifices.

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

And the most important fourth, all those who become sacrifices must be willing to do this from beginning to end and never regret it until death. Once someone regrets it, at the least, the effect of her own sacrifice will be greatly reduced, and at worst, it will have a counter-effect, and more sacrifices will be needed to make up for it.

This leads to the fact that although the strange object is not prepared for suffering believers, it can only be activated by these girls who regard sacrifice as glory. No other church can do it even if the fanatics are counted. This is 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 what Sky Milt said at the beginning, it is not beautiful to do so.

Lynch does not understand the hearts of these ladies. He is also a little worried that these ladies have a grudge against themselves being sacrificed, so he tried to make jokes to distract their attention, but he obviously underestimated the firm will of the ladies. Except for wanting to hit someone, the ladies are very determined and do not need his comfort at all.

This made Lynch feel a little complicated. It turns out that there are really people in the world who are rushing to sacrifice. Come on.

However, the more sacrifices, the better, at least under the premise that the sacrifices will not be life-threatening.

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 wonder, but he survived many times and escaped the fate of being harvested by the trick of driving the tiger to swallow the wolf. But even so, its invisible influence has not been completely eliminated until now. It can be said that everything happening now is actually the follow-up of that incident.

It can be seen that the impact of being associated with these strange existences 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 until the day when they can no longer bear it comes.

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 eventually go against one's wishes.

But less is not good either, because less cannot share the needs of the strange objects, and then all the sacrifices will sacrifice their lives, and the key is that it may not work in the end.

A balance must be found between more and less. As for how to find this balance point, it is up to you, and I believe you will find it.

This is what Ms. Nightingale said, so the most troublesome task fell on Lynch. He must rely on his extraordinary inspiration and rock-like will to contact the strange objects with his heart and judge whether the sacrifice has reached the activation standard. As for how to judge... everything depends on fate.

After experiencing the tempering of the river of time, Lynch no longer thought that this was an excuse for stream of consciousness. The mysterious world is always full of such vague but accurate concepts. Now he is like an experienced mystic, emptying his mind and putting all his mind into the distorted light and shadow.

The indescribable weirdness and distortion came to his face at the first time, and countless weird pictures overlapped and flashed repeatedly in Lynch's mind. It was the fear of billions of creatures for that past. The fear gathered together, like a snowball, and finally gathered into an indestructible torrent, impacting everyone who tried to spy with destructive force.

Lynch resisted very hard, but compared with the pressure he endured during the previous deep reading, the impact at this time was already very mild. He just stayed there calmly, letting everything around him change from clear to distorted, from distorted to abstract, and finally turned into messy dots and lines, and then was completely excluded from the mind.

There was no more to be seen in the consciousness, not even "myself". There were only twenty-four groups of light and shadow, exuding a strange and mysterious atmosphere.

"There is no danger to life. I should go back early. It's time to feed the baby. Why hasn't he been weaned yet?"

"What to eat tonight? Do you want to buy a piece of fish and fry fish fillets?"

"I really want to beat him up. My determination was in vain. 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 as painful as if I were hungry and thirsty. Almighty God, please bless these innocent people. I am willing to bear this endless pain for them."

The next moment, countless complex voices filled Lynch's consciousness. Messy voices came out from the light and shadow, chirping, chattering, one after another, over and over again.

Lin Qi had no distracting thoughts, no sadness or joy, and kept his mind tight amidst all the noises. Suddenly, he had a thought, and before he knew what he had done, his consciousness had instinctively swept over a group of flickering lights and shadows. Then the twenty-four groups of lights and shadows turned into twenty-three, and the anxious voice of feeding disappeared.

It is too easy to regret on the spot if you have a child who has not been weaned. To be on the safe side, you should go home and feed the baby. Yes, that's right, I am not doing this out of sympathy. I am just a sacrificial machine without any emotions.

"This one, you scolded me, cross it out, this one, you are too pious, cross it out, this one, I don't know why, anyway, cross it out."

Completely empty your brain, leave everything to instinct, let the mysterious intuition decide everything, this is the true meaning of everything going 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 slide by, colorful lights and shadows disappear from time to time. I don't know how long it has been, the chaotic voices have long gone away, and only twelve or thirteen lights and shadows are still lingering around, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Why are there only so many left? Is it too little?

As soon as the thought came, Lynch immediately realized that this meant that he had cut too much, and his intuition had begun to warn him.

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

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

Eighteen, nineteen, twenty... Isn't that enough? It should be about enough. No matter how many bottles there are, they won't be enough.

Huh? No, if you have this idea, it means that there are enough people and the rare objects can be...

The next moment, the light shone everywhere.