Chapter 2: Judgment
The few cultists outside the wooden house were still completely unaware of all this and could not see the white light in the sky at all.
All the cultists except the old priest laughed with extremely ferocious looks, sneering at Irene's prayer just now.
The elderly priest in the lead shook his head calmly. Instead of laughing at the girl, he showed a hint of pity.
The expressionless old man in the dark rainy night was extremely terrifying.
His tone was cold and cruel, as if he was explaining the laws governing the operation of the world.
"You sons of pigs who make a living by fishing, you are undoubtedly the bottom of the food in this cruel world. Your souls are born lowly and have no value at all, so no god will protect you at all."
"Since you have no destination, you may as well become a sacrifice to satisfy my Lord's appetite."
Carl's invisible will projected the white light in the sky onto the leading priest, and the other's body immediately became extremely dazzling in the dark and rainy night.
It’s decided to be you!
"boom!"
Suddenly, in the stormy night, a thunderbolt struck, like a white blade in the hands of the gods, cutting through the sky, flying like a silver snake, destroying the darkness, and hitting the priest's body squarely!
A dazzling white light flashed, and the old priest was completely transformed into hot black charcoal, with not a single "uncooked" part left on his body.
The other cultists were all stunned.
Irene was also stunned and couldn't understand what was happening.
Carl was a little surprised. He never expected that the white light could summon lightning.
A girl’s life span can indeed become a “weapon”, but the specific effect is different from what you imagine.
Irene, who had lost some of the white light, was not dead, and her face did not age, but there were faint silver strands in her originally black and smooth hair.
Irene stared at the scene blankly, the tears on her cheeks continuing to mix with the rain and flowing down, her eyes full of disbelief.
"What just happened?"
The cultists were horrified to see that the leading priest was not blessed by the bloody demon, but was suddenly killed by lightning. They all had a strong sense of foreboding.
"Bloody Demon, please protect us!"
The four cultists who knelt on the ground prayed loudly.
They themselves are cultists whose heads are filled with blind worship, and they completely believe that the power of nature represents the punishment of some mysterious existence.
Carl believed that only by cutting the root of the problem could he avoid greater danger. Furthermore, since he was sure that the girl could bear the loss of part of her lifespan, he did not hesitate to extract the white light again to make a new "weapon".
The invisible blade of judgment marked the cultists one by one, and they all emitted a white light that only he and Irene could see.
"ah!"
The second cultist was not struck by lightning, but was suddenly engulfed in flames. He stood up wailing and screaming, and jumped around wildly, but the flames could not be extinguished even in the heavy rain, and he gradually died in extreme pain.
The other cultists were almost crazy, all of them knowing that this was definitely not a random accident, but the intervention of some powerful mysterious force!
"Great bloody demon, someone is killing your believers, please save us!"
The third cultist prayed loudly and frantically, then suddenly his eyes widened, he wailed and scratched his face, he knelt on the ground trembling, trying to struggle to breathe but couldn't, as if he was drowning.
As the others looked on in horror, he was drowned by the water that suddenly emerged from his lungs in the pouring rain.
It turns out that the "weapon" is actually a curse that causes accidental death. Carl finally realized it.
The extracted white light is the life span of the petitioner, which can then be used to mark the individual and curse them with a mysterious force to cause an "accidental and sudden" death.
The fourth cultist, the fifth cultist, begged desperately for forgiveness from the mysterious existence hidden in the dark, but still could not escape the fate of death.
One of them had a sudden attack of illness and died of suffocation, and the last one also drowned.
Irene was stunned and speechless for a long time. Twenty percent of her dark and wet hair was noticeably white.
After several operations, Carl also felt mentally exhausted, and the spiritual power in his soul was greatly consumed.
His intuition told him that it would take at least thirty years to recover naturally, which was a very long time.
"It seems that my ability cannot be used infinitely, but is limited by the 'blue bar'. What a pity, the cheat is too small to be considered a cheat at all!"
If he tried to use his ability again, his spiritual power would be exhausted and he would sink into darkness from which he would be unable to wake up.
If one wants to permanently increase the upper limit of the spiritual power "blue bar", it is obviously necessary to devour more mysterious objects.
Carl thought deeply and decided that he would definitely find a way to obtain more mysterious and strange things in the future and eat like crazy!
In the heavy rain, Irene, covered in mud, slowly climbed up and stared blankly at the corpses on the ground, her eyes completely dumbfounded.
"What on earth is going on..."
The girl saw everything that had just happened, and she knew that these people definitely did not die of natural causes.
The various corpses that died in tragic ways did not frighten her. Instead, Irene felt a strong sense of awe and gratitude towards the mysterious existence that saved herself and her brother!
She was just an ordinary girl living in a town, she had always lived with her parents, poor but not miserable.
But just over a month ago, her parents said they were going out to sea to catch a rare fish with the blood of a magical beast, and they never came back. The acquaintances in the town were reluctant to talk about her parents' situation.
But Irene is no longer a child, and she gradually understands that her parents will never come back.
So, as an older sister, she must protect her younger brother well, and she vowed to protect Chris.
It was very hard for Irene to raise her younger brother alone. It was difficult for her to survive on her own, let alone take care of a baby in swaddling clothes.
Even though she worked hard every day, the stingy adults in the town were only willing to give her a little food, but Irene still had to thank them profusely.
She was hungry every day and night, but she still smiled often. As long as she could help her younger brother grow up, everything would be worth it.
But what happened tonight was so ruthless and cruel. Irene suddenly realized how powerless she was in this dark and cruel world.
"Wow!"
The sound of her brother crying brought Irene back to reality.
She quickly returned to the cabin, hugging her brother Chris, who was crying loudly and soaking wet, and made a fire with the only dry firewood she had, trying her best to warm her soaked brother again.
"Well, well, don't cry, don't cry." The girl, who was soaked all over, hugged her brother and comforted him.
It was windy and rainy outside the cabin. Irene knelt on the ground, crawling her thin body like a small animal, and asked sincerely.
"Who are you?"
She knew deep down in her heart that what had just happened was definitely not a coincidence. There must be some powerful mysterious existence protecting her and her brother in secret.
"Who are you who saved us?"
Just as the girl was muttering to herself, Karl suddenly felt a gap appearing deep in her heart, which was quite vague but real.
He realized that this might be an opportunity to connect with people, and he needed to seize the moment, imagining putting a part of his soul into it.
The soul fragments entered the girl's body through the gap in her heart and flowed into her blood in an instant.
boom!
During the entire fusion process, Carl felt a tearing pain, his consciousness was almost shattered, and even his soul became weak!
He clearly felt that his current condition was very bad, and at most it was only enough to split his soul once.
"ah!"
Irene couldn't help but scream as she felt the sudden pain.
She covered the back of her left hand in pain. A clear red mark appeared on her fair skin. The circular-based pattern had a complex line structure that was difficult to describe.
Dependents.
Suddenly, words emerged from his memory, and Carl realized that his connection with the girl had become extremely close.
It seemed that not only her, but even the crying baby's chubby back of the hand had red marks.
It's not even just the two of them, but the entire Fischer family's bloodline descendants, whether ten generations or a hundred generations, are destined to be family members forever.
Carl learned an important thing from his memory: the souls of his relatives will return to him after their death, and the destination of lifelong workers is after death.
The spirituality they carry will also be transformed into nourishment to strengthen their own souls, just like those mysterious objects, but digesting the spirituality will not harm the soul essence of their followers.
"That thing on the back of my hand, the red pattern, what is it?"
After a long time without a response, Irene, sweating from the pain, continued to ask cautiously.
"Are you some great god?"
He suddenly realized that he could speak deep in Irene's heart. No, there was still a difference. It was actually closer to conveying thoughts and ideas than actually making a human voice.
Carl thought that the so-called "God" was too far away. In fact, he was just a broken soul, even attached to the small bottle and unable to move.
However, if I just say that I am a passing soul, or a terrifying being like the devil, I am afraid that no human would be willing to communicate with me sincerely.
Carl thought silently, and very straightforwardly pulled out an identity that seemed extremely powerful and awe-inspiring.
[I am the Lord of Lost, and I am also the God who will surely revive. ]
【You will help others achieve success and contribute to the great cause. 】
(End of this chapter)
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