Extraordinary pedigree

Chapter 611 Flower of Blood and Bone·Skull of Osiris

08:00 AM.

Oakwood Township.

Oakwood Town, located about 30 kilometers northwest of Isati City, is a small town surrounded by vast forests and hunting grounds.

Its sparse population and secluded environment make it an ideal location for clandestine activities.

The early morning mist fills the woods, and the sunlight casts mottled light and shadow through the gaps in the leaves, making it quiet and mysterious.

Pfft——

Boom! ! !

Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from deep in the forest, breaking the tranquility of the town.

At the center of the explosion, a huge pool of blood suddenly appeared and expanded strangely.

The thick blood glowed with dark red light, and the entrance to hell opened here.

Gulong~

Gulong~

In the blood pool, twisted bones and rotten flesh continued to emerge, like remains awakened by demons.

The surrounding trees were swallowed up in an instant, their branches and leaves withered, and their trunks rotted, as if they were quickly eroded by time.

The ground began to crack, the soil was covered in the stench of blood pools, and the air was filled with the smell of rot and blood.

The animals fled in terror, but no one was spared. Their screams echoed through the woods, and were immediately drowned by the devouring pool of blood.

Click click click click——

The creepy chewing sound echoed in the air, like countless evil spirits gnawing at the soul.

In the center of the blood pool, bones and flesh began to splice and fuse strangely, gradually forming a miniature church.

The church is made of blood and bone, and its twisted and strange structure seems to have been given life by evil power.

The skeletons were intertwined into rib-like vaults, covered with flesh and blood, and the dripping blood formed a bloody pattern on the ground.

A pair of huge ribs held up the roof of the church high. The muscles and blood vessels were connected between the ribs, swaying gently in the breeze, making an unsettling whisper.

The ground is paved with hip bones and pelvises, forming winding paths.

In the deepest part of the church, there is an altar composed of skulls and ribs.

A giant eyeball is placed on the altar.

This eyeball is like a living thing, turning from time to time, as if watching every soul that enters the church.

The eyeballs are surrounded by slender nerve bundles, connecting every corner of the altar, faintly emitting a dark light.

The entire church looked particularly eerie in the early morning mist.

The surrounding trees have been swallowed up, leaving only a barren bloody land.

Phew——

In the center of the blood pool.

The real person in charge of the human bone factory, the patriarch of the White Worm Secret Order, and the tomb robber Mike Sabo was violently spit out by a huge bone maw inside the church.

His body was thrown ruthlessly into the air like a piece of rag, and then fell heavily into the pool of blood.

Boom——

Thick blood splashed everywhere, and the splashed blood beads drew a strange arc in the air.

Mike's whole body was bathed in this viscous blood-colored liquid, and he felt countless small touches crawling on his skin, as if the blood had a life of its own.

"Cough cough cough——"

He struggled to stand up, scratching at the pool of blood with his hands, blood slipping through his fingers, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance.

Finally, he stood up with difficulty. The old leather jacket he wore was completely soaked and clung to his body, making it appear extremely heavy.

Mike's face was covered with blood, mixed with sweat and mud, and looked miserable.

His hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and pain.

He could feel the fishy smell of blood filling his nasal cavity, the viscous liquid forming a thick film on his skin, and the creepy chewing sound still echoed in his ears.

Mike was...sad.

He could feel that all four of his godsons were dead.

Sarah Carr, the boss of the factory, is his most valued godson. He is also the student who he personally introduced to Sarkic and taught him the "How to Strip".

Sarah studied geology in college, but he has a terrible talent for deprivation and he has the virtues of a new sarkic.

The reason why Mike noticed each other was that he once made mining disasters in the mining company where he worked for his own purposes.

The other party's production techniques were very sophisticated, and he didn't look like a student who had just graduated from university.

Therefore, he personally introduced him and guided his talents to the "right path" of [stripping].

Afterwards, Sara did not disappoint him. The more she worked in the human bone factory, the more skilled she became, which relieved him of a lot of burdens and she willingly accepted her brand.

It only took Sarah ten years to advance from the lowest level of sarkic [Olin] to the second level [Zander].

Sara is his most promising student. According to her talent and her own body trade route, she should be able to be promoted to [Volutar (Wise Man/Parent)] in thirty to fifty years.

This is very important to Michael Sabo, because there are only five classes of Sarkans, except for the unique Grand Warlock.

Most Sarkics spend their entire lives hanging around in the Second Order.

And even extremely talented members of the Sarkic spectrum will be stuck in the third level [sage] for a long time.

Because when you reach the third level, the "practice of the maxim" of the Sarkic lineage becomes even more important.

Whether it is the new Sarkic or the old Sarkic, both of them adhere to the same creed. The core beliefs include the following concepts:

[Apotheosis/The Path of Stripping]:

Sarkic cultists believe that individuals can be promoted to gods, and the warlock Ion is regarded as a being who has already ascended to gods; for the original Sarkic sect, the apotheosis will eventually happen and Ion is the only way.

But for the new Sarkic sect, they almost think that if someone has the ability to usurp Ion, it is their right.

The path to apotheosis is equivalent to the intention of power. The inner [Path of Stripping] left by Ion has been massively revised by the old and new Sarkic.

That is, to revise Ion's [Path of Stripping].

Moreover, this revision is different from the exploratory, gentle, tentative, and slow revision of [utopianism] based on the needs of reality by the Kingdom of Heaven.

The revisionism of the Sarkic is a thorough, radical, and subversive large-scale revision.

The original Sarkic sect completely deified Ion. They believe that Ion is in the process of ascending to gods. When he completes his transformation, this "defective, stillborn" universe will be destroyed and reshaped into a "paradise" called, where the masses will eventually know salvation and happiness.

Neo-Sarkites are more radical. They are not as traditional and closed as Proto-Sarkites. They believe that Ion has completed his ascension to the gods, and individuals should strive for Ion and become gods by gaining power, developing skills, and abandoning ethical constraints that limit their potential.

Neo-Sarkites lack the ethical and moral constraints of Sarkicism in the general traditional sense, and sometimes even become its opposite.

They have given up the constraints of morality and let desire become the measure of everything.

Moreover, some Neo-Sarkites have completely deviated from the original doctrine and established cooperation with the alien beings that Ion once challenged.

This amendment is equivalent to directly abandoning the path of the Grand Karcist, if it were not for the class needs of class advancement left by Ion.

They might completely embrace the extraordinary [Atlasism] that Ion and the Kingdom of Heaven hate.

The reason why the "maxim practice" of the third-class Sarkic lineage is very important is because Ion left a restrictive condition on the [Path of Stripping].

When you reach the third level, you have to face the three "comprehensive developments" of [The Way of Stripping], namely:

Divine meal, sacrifice, and leading the flesh and blood.

Divine meal; naturally refers to "sacred eating of gods". Sarkicism believes that there are many gods in the universe, and they can "swallow" these entities in certain ways. This is the ritual of Sarkicism and the basis of Sarkic transcendence.

Sacrifice; it can be a kind of muscle that endures pain, only to become stronger after healing; the same is true for the mind, and the way is to cultivate tolerance for things that are unimaginable under normal circumstances-the cycle of destruction and rebirth-"Struggle, in the eyes of Sarkicism, is the best teacher."

Leading the flesh and blood; Sarkic believers have the right to guide and herd organic matter, and believers and the organic matter they guide coexist, achieve each other, and prosper together.

When you reach the level of [Sage], you must face these three directions. Only by continuing to cultivate in these three directions can you perfectly discover the true power of the Sarkic lineage and be promoted to the next level.

These three constraints or developments are the restrictions that Ion made on the Sarkic motto "Desire is the measure of all things, do not be bound by the bridle of morality."

The rituals of divine feasts prevent Sarkic flesh from completely turning to the trend of divine thought and [Atlasism]. Humans must be enemies of nothingness and fight against nothingness.

Sacrifice gives rise to self-denialists, ascetics, moralists, correctors, etc. among Sarkic flesh - sacrifice is the embodiment of struggle, and struggle is used to correct the mistakes of the route.

Leading the flesh and blood is to ensure that members of the lineage can help each other to the minimum extent. Believers have the responsibility to guide and manage organic matter and help it grow and develop under the guidance of doctrine.

Ion tried to use [The Way of Stripping] and [Three Principles of Ethics] to create an extraordinary lineage where everyone is like a dragon.

Unfortunately, after the great sorcerer, four saints, and six commanders of the superstructure disappeared one after another.

The three constraints quickly became corrupt and degenerate, just like the revised [The Way of Stripping].

The ritual of the divine meal has become a cannibalistic ritual, sacrifice has become the sacrifice of others, and leading the flesh and blood has led to the mutual infighting of the Sarkic Correction faction.

The reason why Mike Sabo has so many godchildren and is optimistic about Sarah Carr is because he is one of the objects of his "livestock" training, and he intends to complete his class promotion by leading the flesh and blood.

You should know that in the third class [Volutar], there is a transitional stage, that is, [Great Sage/Patriarch].

The evaluation criteria for this stage are actually the extraordinary talents cultivated by your hands, which is generally speaking-"performance appraisal".

A patriarch must lead four patriarchs, and [Zander] and [Olin] led by these four patriarchs also belong to the name of the patriarch.

After that, they will continue to expand their influence. If they choose one of the four originals and four olds to continue to develop until they become the religious and secular leaders of the Sarkic race, they will be promoted to the fourth class - [Casist (Flesh Warlock/Flesh Enemy).

This is the fundamental reason why the Sarkic faction is divided and small factions exist.

Moreover, the original meaning of performance appraisal is undoubtedly to motivate the subjective initiative of the members of the lineage, so that "contribution and incentive match", and avoid encouraging inertia due to egalitarianism or "excessive base salary without responsibility".

The development of the lineage is promoted through the dual cooperation of the superstructure and the lower foundation.

However, for the Sarkic lineage without superstructure, the class review is basically based on [Adult Perth] to conduct think tank assessment.

As think tanks, the gap between [Adapest] and Eden is greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

In the process of formulating the assessment system, determining the assessment objects and goals, carrying out performance scoring, and handling the assessment results, Sarkic people lacked norms, made arbitrary changes, and even violated various chaos of Ion's doctrine.

Most Sarkic believers found that as long as they were in collusion, they could distort the three major constraints.

For example, in leading the flesh and blood, how many points can be scored for "performance"? In today's Sarkic people, specific virtues and ethics are not considered, but relationships and human feelings.

Sacrifice can also become sacrificing others. As long as the sacrificed can contribute to the research of Sarkic people, it is "correct struggle".

Divine feasts were misinterpreted in various ways. Originally, Sarkic people gave birth to many cannibalistic rituals. They found that the flesh and blood of the same kind seemed to be able to help them better study the shaping of flesh and blood.

The great ritual of Sarkic people [Red Blood Manipulation] is a terrifying technique born from a large amount of blood-eating of close relatives.

For the current Sarkic, as long as they can complete the "performance", the Sarkic cults can do anything, especially the New Sarkic.

No bottom line - this is the Sarkic cult in the new era, and this is the true portrayal of the modern and modern New Sarkic on Terra.

Mike Sapo, who was born as a tomb robber, is a typical character.

Mike Sapo's parents died early, and he had to face this cruel world alone.

With his talent and perseverance, he entered an ordinary university, majoring in archaeology, hoping to go to the light through this path.

But fate played a trick on him again. In order to pay for tuition, Mike took risks, stole cultural relics, and was eventually expelled from school.

The moment he was expelled from school, Mike's world completely collapsed. He realized that following the conventional path would only make him continue to fall into poverty and helplessness.

So he chose the dark path, began to use his archaeological knowledge to make a living illegally, and devoted himself to tomb robbing.

His insight and practical experience made every tomb robbing action efficient and secretive, and he quickly emerged in the tomb robbing world.

By chance, Mike met a missionary of the Sarkic cult.

This is a mysterious and powerful religious organization, centered on the teachings of its founder, Grand Karcist Ion, practicing ritual cannibalism, human sacrifice, physical enhancement, thaumaturgy and dimensional manipulation.

This is the doctrine he was exposed to, and Ion he was exposed to.

This doctrine fascinated Mike, and he was eager to learn more, and he was eager for strength and power.

The White Worm Mystic Order of the Neo-Sarkic Cult extended an olive branch to him, and he joined them without hesitation.

In the White Worm Mystic Order, he saw the power of biological manipulation and how the cultists could transcend the physical limitations of humans.

Swollen lymph nodes and tumors became offerings on the altar.

Spreading diseases is a means to purify the masses and eliminate the weak, and it is worth actively pursuing expansion.

Mike's role in the factory is to obtain bones from various sources and transport them to the Human Bone Factory.

He uses his extensive tomb robbing experience and secret channels to ensure that the process of obtaining bones is secret and efficient.

He plans and executes various tomb robbing operations, obtaining uncremated bodies from ancient tombs, modern cemeteries, and even hospitals and funeral homes.

He set up surveillance equipment and cordons, used camouflaged vehicles and hidden transportation routes to transport the bones to the industrial park for further processing.

As time went on, Mike's heart became more and more cold and ruthless.

The desire for money and power drove him to move deeper into the darkness.

He knew that what he did violated the morality and ethics of ordinary people, but he had no way out.

He gave his soul to the Sarkic Church.

All for the teachings of Ion.

Later, he came into contact with the real "Ion", who showed him the huge human trade line and invited him.

He said; "Do you know how much flesh and soul this grand human trade line will lead, Sabo? But with this grand resource chain, the Sarkic can continuously improve the secret track, lead flesh and blood, and bear sacrifices."

"We are creating a new world of Sarkic, an independent border of Terra, and you are now standing in the kingdom of the slowly rising green sun."

Then, the great Ion divided his body into one-fourteenth and handed the skull to himself.

There are 22 bones in this skull, including eight parietal bones, one frontal bone, two parietal bones, one occipital bone, two temporal bones, one sphenoid bone, and one ethmoid bone.

And tell yourself: "The human bones you are responsible for are one of the miracle processes. You are one of the holders of my bones. In addition to you, there are five other people holding bones, and one of them is the incarnation of my head, one of the fourteen saints."

In the blood pool, Sabo felt the pain brought by the death of his godson, his eyes were bloodshot, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted with anger.

He gritted his teeth and growled: "Damn it, it's all gone, it's all gone, I must notify the other five people now, no, just notify the saint, he must leave the Thousand Lakes State immediately, immediately!!"

"Ion's great cause, the great cause of the revival of the inner temple cannot have any accidents in our hands."

"Come out, Skull of Osiris." Mike Sabo said in a low voice in his heart.

Then, a unique skull emerged in his hand.

The shape of this skull is exquisite and peculiar, as if it was carefully carved by countless craftsmen.

Most of the parts are white as jade, with a faint luster, revealing a sacred and pure atmosphere.

However, a little black stain began to appear on one of the two parietal bones.

The stain spread like corrosion, with blurred edges, as if an evil force was eroding this sacred bone.

The black stain gradually spread and invaded the white bone surface, just like darkness gradually swallowing up light.

Sabo's fingers gently stroked the stain, feeling a cold touch, as if the stain brought endless chill.

The skull trembled slightly in his hand, as if conveying some urgent message.

"I can only run it once more now. I can't let the black swan that suddenly appeared mess up our plan to rise after years of planning!"