Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

As the scepters of the wizards fell again, the believers began to be squeezed out of the passages.

A person got out of it, and three people formed a group, one on the left and one on the right, holding the "sacrifice" with a hood in the middle, and then pushed it onto the altar.

Faced with the scene in front of them, they were extremely panic-stricken after their hoods were removed, but they couldn't scream at all from their burnt throats, they just tensed up and struggled hysterically.

Swish-!

Soon, this struggle becomes futile.

Knife up and down.

Blood stained the underground altar.

Rust-smelling blood sprayed everywhere, and the eyes of the densely packed believers began to reflect a scarlet color.

The sacrifices that were disassembled into parts were rebuilt in the middle of an altar according to a specific arrangement.

A bloody altar.

It was almost exactly the same shape as the one in the room where the high priest was, only much bigger.

"what--"

Seven itinerant wizards began to chant, surrounded by stars and moons.

Then the High Priest, dressed in heavy attire, finally showed up.

He was slowly lowered from the top of the platform fixed by a rope, walked half a step forward, and came to the fresh altar.

Then tremblingly, he put the thing in his hand in the petal-like center.

The red light, which was already unstable, became even more unstable when it moved again. Seeing it shaking repeatedly, the high priest's body seemed to tense up.

But after a few seconds, this fluctuation seemed to disappear, and it returned to its former appearance.

So the high priest breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and looked around at the group of believers who had fallen into fanaticism.

The voice of the wizard, who kept chanting the prayer, increased by a notch.

Amidst the cheers of countless believers, the entire underground building seemed to be shaking.

"Papa Legba, open the gate hei—!!"

The dome popped open.

Bits of gas spread through the inside and outside of the underground building along with the wind.

Then they began to call various gods.

The complicated mantras in their mouths, not only did not have any lag, but became louder and louder, as if they were tireless.

"Look! Light!!"

At the point where the atmosphere was constantly being pushed to a climax, believers kept staring involuntarily, their faces were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and their bloodshot eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

They raised their hands high, as if embracing the sky, and screamed loudly.

"I saw God!"

This sound was like a mouse's nest that caused an explosion, and shouts and shouts spread out one after another.

"I saw God!"

"I saw God!"

"I saw God!"

In their world, the altar at this time is filled with a peaceful and peaceful holy light.

Everything in the existing world is just an appearance, and behind it there is a more important soul force at work.

These gods of the soul world exist between human beings and the environment, between life and death, between heaven and earth, with their own wisdom, peace and passion.

And the high priest, with the help of these wizards, will lead them, the believers, to use the precious revival powder to have a glimpse of the wonderful scene of the kingdom of God.

Now, God, finally revealed the light behind the gates of his spirit world.

……

Pacific Island at this time.

"Eh—? What's that?"

David held a can of drink, drank it for a while, and then couldn't help but looked up at the sky.

A faint beam of light, like the headlights of a car traveling through thick fog, appeared on the sky that should have been pitch black, only slightly gray against the background of the city's light pollution.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure that it wasn't the beam of advertising light that he had been blinded by.

"Pillar of light? Does the Voodoo Society also like to hold music festivals?"

Mann's eyes widened, and he tried his best to maximize the magnification, but he still couldn't see what was playing tricks in the pitch-black Haitian community.

"Is that some kind of voodoo ritual?"

Lucy, standing high with her arms folded, had no interest in trying to find the source.

So what if you find it, you can't get in anyway, it's just blowing the autumn wind around.

"I heard from those believers that there was a ceremony recently, and the high priest will come forward. It probably refers to today's event, right?"

"If God is in the sky, he may be able to see it."

Mann complained bitterly, "Shouldn't they wear a fur skirt and dance around the campfire?"

"That's a primitive tribe. In addition to Haiti, voodoo is still distributed in the Caribbean, South America, and Louisiana."

David couldn't help but say.

"Oh, as expected of someone who has read the book—so what's the difference?"

Mann can be said to have brought his father to the extreme.

"Drumming and dancing, psychic ceremonies, spells uttered by gods and gods...there doesn't seem to be any difference."

Qi Wei leaned against the wall.

If you don't say that there is someone there, you won't be aware of her existence at all.

"Can you see how high that beam of light is?"

David raised his hands like a grandson and looked into the distance, but unfortunately he didn't have the slightest charm, and his movements were terribly dumb. Lucy couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

"Has passed through the lower clouds."

The observation conditions at night are not very ideal, and it is still visual observation, which can only be done by feeling.

Maybe a couple of 3000 meters?

It's amazing.

"The information sent by Lucky mentioned that there have been such beams of light in Taipingzhou several times before, but no one has paid attention to them. It is said that there have been many large-scale gatherings. Fortunately, the Haitian community only has their own people. , so nothing has gone wrong so far.”

said Mann, and flexed his shoulders.

"Huh? Disappeared?"

"Eh?"

As if it happened in an instant, the beam of light that was already a bit weak suddenly disappeared.

Everyone looked left and right, but did not find any other traces.

Just disappeared out of thin air.

"Is the party over?"

Mann whistled.

"I don't know, but let's get here today, it's late enough."

……

Haitian community, underground altar.

The surrounding believers were shouting and reveling, but the high priest stood still, motionless.

Staring at the "holy relic" in the palms.

That light has disappeared.

The light falling from the sky and passing through the patio seems to have never appeared at all.

"Failed again..."

An old voice came from under the thick oil paint and mask.

If you look closely, you will find that even his body is trembling slightly, and then this helplessness and sadness turned into a heavy and unheard sigh.

He carefully picked up the sacred vessel, and under the fanatical gaze of the believers, he slowly stepped onto the platform and then ascended into the courtyard.

Only the maddened crowd remained, chanting the names of various gods frantically.

The seven wizards continue the ritual.

In addition to the "initiation ceremony" for new believers, there is also the "sacrifice ceremony" presided over by the high priest, followed by the carnival and most anticipated "baptism ceremony".

It is said that at this time the news will begin.

The starlight and white mist that were sprayed before were actually diluted potions, and it had to be said that the effect was outstanding. Regardless of old or new believers, a fanatical storm blew up all at once.

Luo Qi has no doubts that if someone shouted "there is an enemy" at this time, and then took a big flashlight to shine on someone, these believers who had entered a state of madness would definitely eat that person alive up.

As for why Luo Qi knows so much about an area where strangers are not allowed to enter...

Simple, because his "eyes" have come here.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

The sound of flapping wings at high speed, although not too loud, was not completely inaudible.

It's just that no one would pay attention to such an inconspicuous bug in this underground altar where the noise was so loud that the roof was almost torn off.

Suspended, vacated, staggering forward in the air with unpredictable trajectories, just like a real headless fly, only bigger, about the size of a longhorn.

If someone who is afraid of cockroaches sees such a big "flapping moth" shaking its invisible wings and then rushing towards him with a clatter, they will probably run away in fright.

But it was very light, even a little too flexible. It landed on a protrusion on the wall in a gesture that a serious flapping moth could not do, and then turned its carapace head around.

It's just that the material of this thing is not chitin, but a thin alloy, which seems to be a mixture of silky and matte.

"I really want to send a thermobaric bomb here."

Looking at the picture sent back, Luo Qi couldn't help shaking his head at the indescribable scene.

If Patrick sees it, he probably won't feel that the performance has been achieved, but will only feel that there are too many problems that cannot be solved, and he really wants to burn them all.

The air is full of tiny particles of wonderful colors. Under the light of the dim fire, they become psychedelic and distorted. I don’t know how they look weird in the eyes of these believers who have inhaled a lot of so-called revival powder. scene.

The voodoo society actually used this method to win over new members.

I have to say, it was really effective.

Moreover, he watched and recorded almost the whole process of the high priest's ceremony just now.

To sum it up in two words -

Outrageous.

Fundamentalist voodoo should be a mysterious primitive religion, which roughly means "nature is terrible, we pray for the blessing of various gods, don't come to toss us".

It is not that different from other denominations.

But I don't know what went wrong in the process of spreading to Pacific Island, or some wonderful mutations appeared during the period after being far away from the homeland, and it became what it is now.

It can be seen that the use of the Haitian community by the voodoo gang is only superficial.

To put it simply, they pursue elitism and are addicted to cyberspace, and they don't take everyone to play.

Now this voodoo society is the exact opposite.

"Voodoo believes that wizards and shamans are bridges between gods and humans, and that if they are angry, it will lead to terrible disasters."

Luo Qi can be regarded as temporarily supplementing relevant knowledge.

Logically speaking, this kind of national-level religion should have its own extremely wide spread method, and it can enter everyone's life through simple operations.

But as far as he looked up historical data, before Haiti was completely wiped out by sea level rise and the tsunami, the entire country had fallen into a state of shutdown. a handful.