Absolute Double Power
Verse-3

Not according to its name, the Guardian Spirit Hall had absolutely no image as good as its name.

Instead of spiritually protecting, their elders oppress the people to gain recognition in a vile way. The spiritual power they possess is only used to make performances, bully audiences and manipulate laws on spiritual grounds.

Of course it cannot be legally proven to drag them to the trial table. But there is no doubt that it was very effective to ensnare the congregation into slaves.

"Where is your altar? Where's your sacred stone?" Ma Tuoli questioned the public's faith that was automatically met with guilt by all those who knew they had never prayed. "Where's the drug from? Forty-five years you have forgotten the old ways. You have betrayed your gods. For that he paid the price."

Everyone immediately fell silent.

"There is always a high price to pay" Ma Tuoli continued as he walked slowly into the crowd, then circled around the circle with slow steps. His hands were folded behind his body, looking at everyone's faces and approaching them one by one to show that he was not high-hearted to blend in with the commoners, as proof that he was a spiritually anointed elder.

Everyone he came to was immediately bowed, not daring to raise their faces to look at the elder's face.

"Hunger is only a light punishment for your lack of faith" Tuoli said as he leaned toward a middle-aged man who was more suitable to be called the village elder. The right choice to denounce indirectly that an old man is not even more faithful than his much younger self of a few years.

Ma Tuoli was only thirty years old, but was already famous for his policies and of course a bit of magic. At a relatively young age, having spiritual strength is an extraordinary achievement that deserves a thumbs up.

When to be worshipped!

Of course it not only made him arrogant secretly, but also delivered Ma Tuoli on a high position in the Guardian Spirit Hall.

"We are following the great spirit god, Elder Ma," someone refuted. A man with a calm personality whose look radiated his fortitude.

Ma Tuoli spontaneously turned her face away, throwing a sharp glare at the man. "Then you have to calm him down!" said. "And.." he turned his face again in the other direction, looking around. "There is only one way that can satisfy the gods now" he tells. Then he added, "Sacrifice."

Everyone simultaneously held their breath with their eyes and mouth rounded. The entire color was drained from their faces.

The women smothered her mouth, while the men exchanged glances with each other with agitated gazes.

Some began to moan and whisper.

Who doesn't know what 'sacrifice' Tuoli means?

It was murder-no-no-no, no, it is more accurate to say the massacre because more than ten people will be executed to suck his soul as an offering to their new great spirit gods-gods after the worship of the gods of light is abolished in this land.

What a terrible god!

The food is spiritual power.

What kind of god exactly should they forcibly follow?

The spiritual teachers of the Guardian Spirit Hall taught them in every worship meeting about the character of this one god that could not be avoided because anyone who denied it would get a plague. Even if they deny it in their heart.

Not infrequently two-three people died in the temple during worship meetings, which are often held at any given time. Especially on holidays.

The elders of the Guardian Spirit Hall who serve as pastors in every service will say the same thing when everyone questions why those people are dying.

"They disobeyed!"

"Maybe they deny the great spirit god in his heart!"

Of course, it makes everyone no longer dare to deny this one god. Even in his heart.

Although some people vehemently still worship the god of light, they still do not dare to deny their great spirit god which they then imitate as the supreme god above the gods of light.

Sacrifice is inevitable.

From the beginning An Nio had expected this to happen, which was why he forced Hua Zu away and went into hiding. But who would have thought that the boy was instead hiding in the middle of the crowd, joining in on this danger?

The boy was now peering past the backs of everyone who was muttering tensely like the buzzing of an agitated bee.

An Nio still did not notice.

Till…

Someone said, "Every life is precious."

"Who's talking?" Tuoli jerked his head to the side, then circled his gaze in all directions with a sharp looking gaze.

Everyone was frozen in horror.

Who is looking to die?

"Everything" said the voice again. "All life is equally precious. That's what the great god taught us!"

Then a boy slipped out from behind the crowd, and stopped in front of everyone's line. And instantly everyone gasped at him.

Especially since the boy had golden colored hair.

Lim Shin Wu barely choked on his own saliva once he realized who was advancing.

The boy— who was none other than Hua Zu was staring at Tuoli's face with a cold expression. Although his tone seemed weak, anger was implied on his innocent face.

An Nio frowned, feeling familiar with the voice. He tried to peer into the center of the square through everyone's shoulders, sneaking in bit by bit to reach the front row.

"Did you follow every Xingqiwu worship?" Tuoli asked sharply with a glittering look.

Xingqiwu means Friday. The sixth day is believed to be the day of blessing on which the great god completed the process of creating the universe and blessed it.

"I read the scriptures," Hua Zu replied.

"Holy book?" Tuoli frowned, slightly more alert.

In those days, scriptures could only belong to certain people—the elders, priests and aristocrats.

Commoners can't have it.

Zhu-grandfather Hua Zu, used to be a village elder. He had a holy book in his house. But the book was hidden by his mother because it was no longer valid.

The government had withdrawn all the scriptures and exchanged them for new printed scriptures that had been translated into the Luoji version according to the original language of Emperor Tio Bing, but of course, it has also been seasoned according to the liking of the Luoji nation and abolished most of the teachings of the gods of light.

But when that happened, Hua Zu's grandfather had passed away so the acceptance of the scriptures was taken over by the new village elder.

It was at that moment that Hua Zu's mother hid the old book.

Taking a quick look at Hua Zu—'s dull, cheesy outfit, plus golden-colored hair, Tuoli could finally conclude, "You're talking about a dead god race!"