chsdbacks Chapter 242 Red...Sacrifice
Chapter 242 Red...Sacrifice
Chapter 242 Red...Sacrifice
"On May 5th, that unspeakable organization held another secret meeting."
"At first, I was highly wary of this method of drawing people in through dreams, this way of having spirits participate in gatherings."
It doesn't look like something a respectable person would organize.
"This not only means that we may have no secrets from the organizers of the gathering, but we may also face constant threats from this organization. If we don't quit, it will only be more dangerous. I don't want to attend this kind of gathering at all, even if I can see the second blasphemous tablet here."
"Since I can't resist, I can only try to integrate. I started asking some questions that interested me. For example, the names of those Sequence 0s recorded on the blasphemous tablet all sounded appropriate for their positions, except for 'Red Priest,' which seemed rather unique and felt like something was missing."
"At that moment, the old gentleman sitting next to me told me that 'red' refers to the red of war, and that a priest can be understood as a worshipper of the essence of power."
"Some objected, saying that the term 'Red Priest' refers to the priest of the First Creator."
"I was more inclined to the former, so I quietly asked the old gentleman next to me his name, and he told me that his name was Hermes."
"My God, Hermes, the one who created the ancient Hermes language, the founder of human mysticism? I looked at him uncertainly, but Hermes did not admit it. He was very calm, as if he had not made any great achievements and was just an ordinary old man."
"It turns out that true masters really do have a humble heart. Compared to Hermes, I am still too young to be so proud of my meager achievements."
Even the Great Emperor has moments of humility. Klein smiled, but he could understand. After all, this was Hermes, an ancient powerhouse active in the Second Era, who appeared in human history even earlier than the God of War and the Earth Mother.
He personally witnessed the arduous journey of humanity's ancestors, who tested medicines on themselves and sought extraordinary power step by step.
Furthermore, based on the language of giants and standing on the shoulders of generations of ancestors, they pioneered and invented a superhuman language—the ancient Hermes language.
This is a living fossil of the history of human occultism. You must know that various secret societies, even the Church of the Seven, hold sacrifices and ceremonies...
They often used Old Hermetic.
"Truly learned and humble."
Klein felt the same way as Roselle: to have accomplished so much and yet remain so calm and composed, truly worthy of being called the legendary Hermes.
He continued looking down.
"As I was immersed in the excitement of meeting the 'Ancient One,' I heard a soft chuckle. The other person seemed to know a lot about the Hunter's Path."
He said that the Sequence 3 War Bishop of the Hunter's Path, after offering sufficient sacrifices, can pray to the source of war, or rather, the symbol of war itself.
I received help once.
"He said that the abilities of Sequence 3 can reflect the symbols of Sequence 0, and when one reaches the divine status of the 'Red Priest,' whoever one wants to sacrifice becomes the offering, and whatever one wants to sacrifice becomes the symbol."
These words silenced everyone who had spoken earlier, and even Hermes offered no rebuttal.
"Although it sounds a bit casual, domineering, and...unreasonable?"
"But I think he's right about one thing: the target a god wants to sacrifice can only become the sacrifice itself, unless the target is another god of the same rank."
The Twilight Hermits' Society is indeed full of capable people; perhaps this is what some old monster who has lived for countless years said.
Moreover, they possess the Blasphemous Tablets, which are the complete divine pathways—it's practically cheating.
Mr. Fool, with only one Blasphemy card, looked at his makeshift troupe and felt incredibly envious of the high-end, sophisticated, and classy "Twilight Hermits' Club."
"Heh, this organization's water is indeed not simple."
"Are these important figures, these old fogies, gathered together simply because they believe in the views of the Twilight Hermits?"
"That's absolutely impossible! I don't believe it!"
"Among them there are definitely fanatics who believe in these ideas, simply waiting for the Creator to awaken, take back everything, and create a new world."
"But such people will not exceed half, and these people are not necessarily very devout to the organizers of the gatherings, at least the organizers do not claim to be messengers of the Creator or anything like that."
"The rest are all guys with their own agendas. They're either ambitious people like me or traitors infiltrating the scene. It's funny, but apart from things related to promoting the trends of the times, this gathering actually uses a voting system to decide on all matters. Even my joining required the approval of two-thirds of the people."
"As expected of an organization full of old monsters, the separation of powers and checks and balances is the light of civilization. I feel much more at ease now."
"However, when I joined, why did no one care whether I agreed with the Twilight Hermits' ideology? And I can't even mention it outside. The audience pathway is Sequence 2 'Insightful One,' Sequence 1 'Writer,' I wonder which one possesses this symbol. Sequence 0 seems to be called 'Dreamer,' haha, this organization is so arrogant, could it be that they control the uniqueness of a certain pathway?"
"Anyway, there shouldn't be a true god, otherwise why would they be hiding behind the scenes?"
"I didn't think much of it at the time, but later I asked other questions, such as why the word 'authority' appears in descriptions of deities, and Mr. Hermes gave a brilliant answer."
"But I appreciate the explanation of another gentleman more, who said that authority is a form of divine existence."
Upon seeing this, Klein wanted to continue flipping through the pages, but the diary ended there.
So?
What about Hermes' brilliant explanation?
You just leave a short concluding sentence, who can understand it? Too long to write?
Frustrated, Klein wanted to travel back in time, grab Rosell, and shake him so he would spill everything he knew.
Of course, he remained outwardly calm and made no physical movements, but he was somewhat surprised that the Sequence 0 of the Dragon Path was not called Dragon, but "Dreamer".
Finally, there's a small diary entry, containing nothing of value; it's just some early anecdotes from Russell's life.
This was the first time Emperor Roselle had attended a noble ball in Intis. He found that the ladies and wives there were much better than he had imagined. They did not go without bathing, nor did they urinate or defecate in their skirts, nor did they use pungent perfume to cover up the strong stench.
Instead, she loves taking baths, has an alluring perfume, fair and tender skin, and a tight waist.
The women were generally quite attractive, and most of them had decent figures, which convinced Rosell that unless he had undergone some kind of genetic modification, he had definitely transmigrated to another world.