Chapter 657 Ch656 Another Lie?
Chapter 657 Ch.656 Another... lie?
"In fact, the Secret Society of the Hanging Key is one of the least threatening and most ridiculous cults in history. "
As Enid twirled her tentacles in the mirror, she told Roland:
These ritualists, who claim to have the bloodline of the 'Creation of Gods', firmly believe in the existence of an eleventh crown god in multiple histories, and are connected by bloodline to spontaneously form an extremely exclusive small group.
They never do evil or hang out in front of Orthodox ritualists.
In addition to pursuing the purity of blood, intermarrying with each other, and continuing their own 'greatness' and 'originality', they spent all their time on the path of 'searching' - the so-called person who is in charge of higher rules. gods.
"Are all Jews this funny?"
Enid scoffed.
Originally, this little cult was not taken seriously by the Crown God Sect at all. They were more like silent bystanders than the threat of the Cradle of Flesh.
They do not harm others, do not cause chaos, are not interested in invisible arts, and do not pursue more powerful arcane organs and strange objects.
They don't even look like a society of ritualists.
Organizations like this are everywhere, no big deal.
until.
Until they started asking around and collecting knowledge that would allow people to transcend history.
This touches the sore point of all orthodox religions.
Crossing history is absolutely not allowed.
It's a "mortal sin."
When Holy Cross learned of this incident, it immediately sent out the most powerful team of the Inquisition to participate in the suppression.
"I."
Enid pointed to herself.
"And Keshihai."
she said.
"It's hard for you to believe how ridiculous these primitive people who consider themselves noble are under the holy flame - they kneel down and beg for mercy, saying that 'multiple histories' is just a cover, just to make money and expand their groups."
"They were absolutely not guilty of a crime worthy of being burned at the stake."
Roland sounded a little uncomfortable.
At least what he saw from the 'memories' was extraordinarily true: the demeanor of those members, the seriousness of Jocelyn Cavendish.
Will it be like Enid said...?
That lamp-shaped strange thing cannot be faked.
"Keshhai and I just wanted to complete the mission. The executive officer has no meaningless mercy - I killed them with my own hands, Roland, with my own hands. These 'primitive people' are vulnerable..."
"Where was their god at that time?"
Enid tucked back her two 'tentacles' and whispered softly.
"In the following years, many small groups appeared under the guise of 'primitive people' - but they were only for secular things."
"Yellow-skinned, black-skinned, brown-skinned - just like those 'primitive people', each has its own small group, its own small 'name'... It's okay."
"Whether it's the Son of Heaven, the Primitive People, or the Golden Bloodline - they can name it whatever they like. As long as they don't seek forbidden knowledge..."
"You won't die."
Roland frowned: "Even if they think that they are different, there is an eleventh god?"
Enid raised an eyebrow: "Before they tell it in public, yes, Roland. Do you know who the owner of Paloyemed is? How many 'primitive people' are there in the upper class?"
"The Ritualists of the Righteous God can't just wipe out everyone just because some bloodlines did stupid things a few years ago. You understand, right?"
"That's what cultists do."
Roland thought for a while.
"Then the existing ones will not be punished because of their bloodline."
Enid smiled: "Of course, Roland. What era are we in now? How can we convict someone because of their blood? Should we eradicate the Cavendish family, and your good friend Taylor? Unless everyone is crazy— —I can confirm that the so-called 'primitive people' are a complete scam."
"When facing Keshihai and me, those people did not show strong enough faith..."
"I think she lied again, what do you think?"
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You said it all, again.
She didn't wait for Roland to continue asking, or because the 'Primitive People's' scam was so stupid, she talked about another case.
"Paola Kahlo."
Enid stood up and dug out a wooden box from the drawer.
Inside is a somewhat blackened cavity.
Human teeth.
"This is the wonder you were thinking of for your little maid."
Enid needed no introduction, and the waves in Roland's eyes needed no instructions.
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"Name": Traveler's Caries
"Type": Strange Object (Ritualist)
"Description": I never linger until the pain reaches my core.
This strange object can bring extraordinary power to people.
Just like its name.
After being embedded in the gums, the holder will gain the power to 'cross space'.
You can set any anchor point (gaze or "secret") within a radius of thirty feet, and use the sleep world to carry out continuous, short-distance movement regardless of obstacles.
‘When are you going? ’
'At once! Now! ’
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Note: Each time this item is used, it will cause pain.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
This effect will accumulate without limit within one month.
Until a new cycle begins.
or.
Someone smashed his own head in with a hammer.
Note: Smart people don't overestimate their tolerance... but they are usually greedy.
Note: Traveler's caries are not as stable as the power brought by the "road". When the holder uses it more and more frequently, it may lead to uncontrollable and unknown consequences.
(It's small, but it's there.)
Note: Except for the death of the holder, this strange object cannot be removed by any currently known means. Once it is chosen to be implanted, it will stay with its owner forever until death brings it a new journey...
and a new owner.
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Roland will not underestimate the cost of every rare item.
Except for a very few rare items with no 'price' indicated - such as the earring "Needle in the Eye" given to him by Xander.
Anyone else with a 'price' in their name deserves the highest degree of vigilance.
But even so.
"Traveller's Caries" is also amazing.
Because all low-level ritualists (at least the Crown God path) do not have the power to cross space.
So far.
Roland has only seen two ritualists with such power.
One from Louis Hyman.
The red-haired one, his piano teacher, "organ" six rings.
Able to travel through sounds of a certain frequency.
The latter one is Enid.
The eight rings of "Holy Flame" are the White Knight's "Dance in the Light".
——Roland even guessed that even the ritualists of the Crown God Path would not possess this kind of magical power every time they reach the High Ring.
That is the power that can make people go from one end to the other.
It's amazing isn't it?
And what Enid said next happened to prove that Roland was right.
"This rare item is priceless, Roland."
The woman's expression was completely opposite to her words.
She just fiddled with the tooth a few times with the scissor head in disgust - for something that had been soaked in the saliva of countless people, it was difficult for her to convince herself to use it even if it came back.
“But it’s truly rare.”
"Disgusting, right?"
"Put a strange tooth into the gap between your own teeth. If there is no missing tooth, you have to knock out a good one first."
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Indeed.
"It's really different treatment."
"You said, it's also her spit, and it's the same thing that was put into the most——"
Roland blocked it.
He knew what Wrench was going to say next.
Makes sense.
But it's annoying enough.