Digesting the "Trinity Templar" potion

October 25, 1350—history will remember this day.

On this day, the Honorific Name Blood God Cult, which had always attracted believers by giving away eggs and food and spread its name through abstract preaching, finally revealed its fierce and crazy side.

Across the Southern Continent, in cities, mines, and plantations, dozens of tragic and extraordinary events erupted simultaneously. The victims all shared similar experiences, driven to a corner by the colonizers and the ruling class. Filled with despair and anger, they desperately prayed to the Blood God for power, following the doctrines of the Blood God they had occasionally heard from Subordinate Deity Missionary.

In the end, they all gained magical powers and successfully killed their enemies. The price, however, was that they all transformed into terrifying Flesh and blood Monster after praying and consumed their own lives.

Due to his immense power and the high price he paid for his prayers, the Blood God's fearsome reputation quickly spread throughout the Northern and Southern Continents.

Many occult enthusiasts have begun to pay attention to this strange being.

That said, these people were basically fearless... or rather, their curiosity outweighed their survival instincts. After paying the price of many experimenters' lives, they managed to figure out some of the Blood God's patterns.

First of all, the Blood God is not like an evil god in the ordinary sense. Simply chanting His Honorific Name will not cause terrible corruption, much less turn one into a fanatical cult follower... In this respect, He is even very similar to the seven True God.

As for the more crucial matter of praying to the Blood God for power, it is not always successful, or rather, it is very difficult to succeed.

Through their research, they discovered that the Blood God tends to offer assistance to those desperate individuals with strong desires and a willingness to sacrifice everything for revenge... This perfectly aligns with the Honorific Name He proclaims.

Meanwhile, in the Southern Continent, the faith in the Blood God began to spread rapidly.

Even commoners, relying on the existence of the Blood God, have the opportunity to launch a tragic resistance against tyranny! Thus, He becomes the last salvation for those who have nothing and are filled with anger. As long as one is willing to endure the pain of becoming Monster and risk one's life, that great being is willing to bestow blessings and exact revenge on those who oppress him.

Even ordinary poor people who haven't reached the brink of despair are willing to occasionally chant the Honorific Name of the "God of Blood and Shadows"—it's like a kind of insurance, making those in high positions wary and hesitant to oppress them too cruelly.

Even in the Star Highlands and the Paz Valley, guerrilla groups resisting the colonial government began to convert to the worship of the Blood God, vying for faith with the traditional God of Death and the Chained God...

Even now, it remains difficult to ascertain the organizational structure of the Blood God Church in the Southern Continent. From beginning to end, it seems that everyone only ever saw a black-haired Missionary.

The Missionary was easygoing and his behavior was quite eccentric.

Sometimes he would speak in ways that were difficult for others to understand; sometimes he would appear at the events of other Orthodox Churches to plunder believers; sometimes he would visit the poor and destitute homes of the people... and even less often, he would become lofty and devout, bringing salvation to the distressed believers.

In that instant, the Missionary who called himself "Li" was as sacred and sinister as the Blood God himself.

Somewhere on the island, Luther closed his eyes, feeling the gradual digestion of the "Trinity Templar" Potion within his body.

His Consciousness sank into each of the Flesh Puppet, as if the "Blood God" had become them, or as if they had become a certain aspect of the "Blood God," and in this way, spread the glory of the god.

The Trinity, with different identities but the same essence, is a symbol of a certain aspect or angle of that unique existence.

The self that brings salvation to believers; the self that spreads glory to believers;

It represents the divine Spirituality, inspiring believers to be inspired.

The source of everything, the executor of everything, the beneficiary of everything, and at the same time, they are all themselves...

A feeling that was difficult to explain but could only be understood by the heart spread through my mind. Perhaps it was because this was the Astral World that this thing that was difficult to express in words could be clearly and profoundly imprinted into my Spirituality and act on the Potion of the "Trinity Templar".

In a daze, the Tide surged and the Tower stood tall.

Luther felt his Spirituality floating in the Astral World, surrounded by dazzling stars and countless strange symbols and emblems. And below the Astral World, on the distant Southern Continent, countless crimson lights were flashing, and surging waves of sound were spreading.

"Praise be to you, great Blood God!"

"Light of the Desperate, Redemption of the Fallen!"

"Great ruler above the Phantom Tide, witness my hatred! For revenge, I am willing to offer everything for you..."

Those sounds roared and vibrated, eventually converging in the Astral World and surging into his spirit through the connections between the Missionary scattered throughout the world and his own being.

"Crack..."

Luther heard the "Trinity Templar" Potion within his body gradually crumbling. The prayers resonated with his Spirituality, ultimately allowing the Potion to be digested little by little in this strange atmosphere, completely merging into his body. Within the Astral World, his body was gradually becoming more solid.

Backlund, North Borough, St. Samuel Cathedral.

"Strange, something's really wrong..."

Leonard frowned and muttered to himself, flipping through the documents in his hands, one after another, piling them up all over the desktop.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Soest walked up and asked.

"Captain, something's very wrong with the Aurora Order."

Leonard answered earnestly, showing the other party the relevant materials, "Besides the mass suicides that have occurred here, similar situations have happened in other places. Those cult members seem to be trapped in despair and panic, unable to obtain a response from the True Creator. Because of this, they are even so tormented that they are willing to sacrifice their lives..."

What do you think is the reason for this?

"Perhaps it's because..."

Leonard paused, then raised his hand and pointed upwards. He probably meant to suggest that there might have been some conflict between the gods, causing a breakdown in communication between the True Creator and the believers. However, since this speculation might involve the Goddess, it was not something he could say explicitly.

Your idea is very unique.

Soest gave him a deep look. "Being able to discover the connection between these cases shows you're capable of handling things independently... And coincidentally, I have some good news for you."

"Can I take a vacation now?"

"Stop dreaming about that... I mean, your application has been approved by the Cathedral," Soest laughed. "Be happy, you'll soon be promoted to Sequence 5 'Spirit Warlock'."