Chapter 24: Curse of Blasphemy
Chapter 24: Curse of Blasphemy
Long ago, a Kirieloid witch had a sudden idea.
"The tribe's existence on Earth mostly relies on human bodies. When the body is about to decay, it will be transferred to another body."
"So since it can attach to a human body, can it attach to other humanoid bodies?"
"Can we create a body close to that of God?"
This crazy idea spread in the witch's mind like poison and could not be erased.
Touching the realm of God is the deepest thought hidden in the heart of every Kirieloid. They believe in God, yearn for God, and even want to become God.
It didn't take long for the witch to start her plan. Humans who wandered alone, aliens who fell on the earth, monsters who slept on the land, and those who offended their own kind all became their experimental subjects.
Deep underground, the secret has never been revealed until today. The godlike body has been created, and the witch in charge feels that the time has come.
The prophet looked at the rotting corpse hanging overhead with corpse water dripping from it from time to time, and he had a strong feeling of nausea. It was not that he was nauseated by the scene, but the reaction of this human body to the surrounding environment.
He looked towards the witch in front of him.
That look was like looking at a madman.
"So you witches have been creating divine bodies?"
"You are crazy. Once God blames us, we will all die!"
The witch looked indifferent and said nonchalantly: "The gods will not blame us. How can a man-made god compare to a god who is a god in person? This is just a body."
"It is a tool, a tool for us to inform humans, and also a medium to summon God."
The witch looked up at the enormous body of the Kyrieloid in the cave. Yes, the witches used the god Kyrieloid as a prototype, combined with the bones and flesh of monsters and aliens, to create a being similar to a giant stone statue.
Perhaps, this image is what the Kirieloids truly look like in the eyes of the witch.
Her eyes were full of longing and madness.
"With this, we should be true Kirieloids!"
"Let's see!"
"How powerful it is, how perfect it is."
"This is what the real Kyrieloid should look like."
The witch turned around and looked at the stunned prophet, her crazy face brimming with confidence.
"Prophet, it is time for us to let humans see the power of the Kirieloids and see the appearance of God."
The prophet looked at the witch, then at the huge body, and said, "Witch! You should understand that God should not be blasphemed, so who controls this body?"
Every one of the Kirieloids is an arrogant guy, not to mention the prophets and witches with special identities.
If there was a chance to become closer to God, none of them wanted to fall behind.
"You should understand."
The witch walked to the foot of the giant body, patted the hard skin, and said: "Such a large body cannot be controlled by one person. We need to gather the spirits of all the Kirieloids in Tokyo."
"Our consciousness is naturally unified and free from conflict. Only in this way can we unleash its true power."
The prophet was a little hesitant, but he still nodded in agreement. No one could refuse such a powerful force.
The witch revealed the entire plan because she needed the strength of her people and she had never tried this body before.
Because a voice must appear in all consciousness in the end.
So, she needs another person of status among the Kirieloid people, the Prophet!
The prophet looked up at the huge body without doubting the witch at all. He did not see the mocking look in the witch's eyes behind him.
Da da da!
The sound of orderly footsteps could be heard in the passage.
The prophet looked back and saw hundreds of Kyrieloids had arrived at the edge of the cave, their expressions solemn and serious.
"It seems that you have been prepared for a long time." The prophet said to the witch.
The witch nodded.
"If you don't agree, it's useless to prepare more."
The prophet nodded with satisfaction. He thought that the witches were afraid of his status and position, and that the witches of this generation had given in.
When all the awakened Kirieloids gathered, the Prophet stood in the front. They chanted God's spell, and pale spiritual power floated out from everyone's head and gathered into a ball of light.
The witch presided over the ceremony. She took out a thick and ancient book from somewhere and read the difficult sentences.
Eventually, except for the witch, the spirits of all Kirieloid people began to move towards the giant body with the prophet as the core.
Brilliant light emanated from around the huge body, and blue holy flames also spread out in circles on the ground.
"Success!"
The witch looked up, her eyes filled with shock.
A false god emerged in her testimony.
Even though he wasn't perfect, he was still successful.
Under the mysterious spell, corpses fell one by one. The witch did not pay attention to that place, her eyes were always on the huge body.
After a while, the light on the chest of the huge body lit up, followed by his eyes, and his head, muscles, and claws began to move.
Finally, his eyes settled on the witch at his feet.
The huge body emitted a mixed tone.
"Witch..."
The witch was ecstatic. She ran to the feet of the huge body and reached out to touch his skin.
"It worked! It worked!"
She laughed wildly with joy in the cave, but she did not notice that the gaze of the huge body in front of her was gradually turning cold, and the flesh and blood of various races in its body were in conflict.
"Uh...ah!"
The many consciousnesses in the huge body began to scream, but the prophet forcibly controlled the spirit group so that it would not disperse.
"no!"
"The body is not as perfect as the witch said. It cannot bear the power of so many spiritual bodies."
"She was deceiving me, and I became the first person to take poison!"
"Damn it, I can't do this. I just gained such a powerful force, and I just..."
"Become a God!"
The prophet roared like a wild beast, and all his consciousness went out of control due to the severe pain in his body.
boom!
The huge body trembled violently.
Seeing this, the witch shouted worriedly: "Prophet, what's wrong with you? How do you feel?"
The answer she got was the sharp claws of a huge body.
The conflict of the flesh, the confusion of consciousness, this new horrible existence almost instinctively sought survival. He began to devour everything in the cave, trying to make up for the conflict between the flesh.
Bones, carrion, corpses, rocks...
Just as the witch's spirit was about to collapse in the giant body's mouth, she saw the giant body break through a piece of rock, and behind the rock were thousands of sleeping Kyrieloids.
"No! You can't do this!"
"Stop it! Stop it!"
The witch screamed in panic, but the huge body was out of control.
The terrifying desire to devour became stronger and stronger, and the huge body stepped into the second cave.
Desperate screams were heard, and the white spirit dissipated in the air and disappeared in the bloody mouth.
"No!"
"How could our experiment turn out like this!?"
The witch was eventually devoured.
However, at this time, the changes in the huge body had stagnated somewhat. The flesh and blood that had originally caused the conflict were excreted, and countless consciousnesses began to fight for control of the body.
"I am a prophet."
"No, I am the king of the Kirieloid people."
"No, it's a witch."
"I'm……"
The entanglement of different flesh and blood, the mixture of countless consciousnesses.
In this chaotic situation, an unprecedented monster appeared in the underground of Tokyo.
Finally, the monster's body stabilized, and its appearance was similar to the Kirieroid in Jun Takano's memory, except that his face had a half-smile, like a devil.
"I'm……"
"Kirieloid!"
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(End of this chapter)