In a blood-red world that felt like Spiritual Sight had been activated, the badge of the person in front of her was blooming with black light in Syl's eyes.
" Oh Lord, your loyal believer has increased by one. " The bald man holding the badge murmured a praise, then put away the badge and glanced at Syl. " Come, lost lamb, let me take you to receive the baptism of God. "
After speaking, the bald man walked away without looking back, while Syl's body began to move on its own, following behind him.
To the passersby nearby, nothing had happened; it was just a bald man showing someone a badge.
" My body is out of control? " At this moment, Syl still had time to study her own physical condition.
After enduring the first wave of mental impact, the subsequent influence of the badge became smaller and smaller. Thanks to the constant training of the chatty clown, Syl now had quite high resistance to these spirit-related items.
However, she discovered that she could not control her own body; it was just walking on instinct, seemingly following that badge emitting black light.
" Fortunately... I can transform at any time. "
Although she thought this, Syl still could not help but feel a lingering fear in her heart.
If she did not have the clown card, she might have already become a puppet just now.
When the main body, the Saint, suffered a mental impact, she would immediately activate the golden shield to teleport Aishala over, so she would likely be fine.
But the clown was the only white card in her hand; in other words, it was the weakest card she had.
" I advise the Host to give up on constantly using low-tier cards to avoid using high-tier cards, otherwise you won't even know when you will die instantly. "
" Although if the clown card dies instantly, you can just use other cards to revive, but would that not obviously be wasting a precious life? "
" Heh... " Syl silently sneered in her heart. " You would not just be trying to trick me into using a new card, would you? "
" How could that be? ^ ^ "
During the conversation between Syl and the system, her body followed the bald man to an ordinary residential house.
The bald man opened the door and walked into the house, and Syl also wobbled her body to follow, but a flash of light passed through Syl's eyes.
Upon entering the house, one immediately got a weird feeling. The walls were covered with unknown languages, and strange badge markings were everywhere. Most importantly, there were over a dozen people in black robes inside the house, and they all looked in unison at the bald man.
" Orianfe, is this the new sacrifice? " A man in a yellow robe, who appeared to be the leader, asked while looking at the bald man. " Did I not tell you to bring an adult sacrifice without a church? Why did you bring a child back... But that is fine, hurry up and bring her over. "
The man called Orianfe shook his head while turning around to introduce her:
" Child? What child? Phineas. She is more than a head taller than me, how could she be a child? Anyway, her mental state does not seem very normal. When I saw her, she was staring at the window... "
When Orianfe turned around and saw the person behind him, he was stunned:
" Uh... where is that green-haired woman? "
In front of him, there was no longer any green-haired woman who looked like she did not believe in religion or have any Transcendent abilities. Instead, there was only an innocent-looking little girl wearing a black hood, who looked to be just over 1.5 meters tall.
The girl lowered her head, slowly lifted her hood, and used both hands to pull back her hair. The fiery red curly hair that had been stuffed inside the hood hung down to her hips. She squinted her eyes and scanned everyone in the house with her orange-red pupils. Her doll-like, exquisite and cute face seemed completely out of place with the surrounding environment.
Suddenly, the girl's previously squinted eyes widened. As if she had thought of something upon seeing the scene before her, she suddenly spread her arms and revealed an exaggerated smile:
" You are evil spirit cultists, right! Believing in evil spirits has no future! "
" I have to introduce my Lord to you! "
" He is the common Lord of all life, the final destination of flesh evolution, the patron god of lost souls, the great Sovereign— "
" — — H а ы Ж а! Flesh endures forever! "
As the girl said that last strange word in her slightly milky voice, the surrounding air instantly solidified.
" Pfft— "
With the sound of ribs slicing through flesh, a void-like hole ripped open in Orianfe's chest in front of the girl. Countless blood threads shot out from his chest, and he withered away rapidly as if he had been drained dry.
The other dozen or so people also suffered a similar fate to Orianfe. Everyone except the girl had the flesh inside their bodies detach and leave. Countless blood threads intertwined and merged in the middle of the house, then were stretched and formed into layers of membranes made of flesh.
Layers of membranes wrapped together like a cocoon of flesh into a sphere. The meat cocoon pulsed rapidly like a heart. Just then, the young girl lowered her arms.
She looked at the meat cocoon in front of her and murmured:
" Damn... "
" System... this is a blue card? "
" To be precise, this is not your power, it is only because you recited that name. "
" Is this not doing a good deed? Tomorrow you will be able to see headlines like 'XX Cult Uprooted' and such news ^ ^ "
" Oh, right, the system suggests you quickly eliminate the meat cocoon now, otherwise it will not be good once the thing inside gestates and comes out. "