Chapter Seventy-One: The Dancing Red Lotus (Part II)
Under everyone's gaze, the ground beneath Marcus cracked like the mouthparts of a vicious beast, and flakes of rubble burst out.
A large orange bead flew out with the flying stone, wrapped around the golden-orange flame ribbon, and rolled wildly in the air, like a red lotus blooming in the air, swallowing Marcus directly.
While the deafening explosion had not yet subsided, while the ground was still shaking slightly, a terrible heat rolled up a wave of air and exploded around Marcus.
The circle closest to Marcus was blackened by the scorching heat in a single breath, and he fell to the ground and lost his breath. The skin of the people in the vicinity turned dry and scorched at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they wanted to escape but were unconsciously blocked by the stunned crowd in the outer circle, and let out a painful wail.
At this point, the temperature of the surrounding air began to gradually drop, but the surrounding houses were already on fire. The crowd in the outer circle seemed to finally realize what was happening, and the confidence they had just gathered in Marcus completely dissipated in just one breath.
After the fragile hope is shattered before their eyes, these people are even more desperate than before. Even after the flames faded, Marcus's unscathed figure reappeared in the air, and the people of Shatterthroat Avenue no longer had the same extravagance for him as before.
No, maybe not unscathed.
Ever since the orange flame engulfed it and burned the people around it alive, at least Marcus's credibility had been severely damaged.
People crave the leadership of the strong because they have the ability to make them live better. But even if the explosion happened next to Marcus, he was powerless to stop it, and could only watch the others be blown up - as for Marcus's magic and attention at the moment, no one would care about this kind of thing, these people only knew that Marcus could not protect them, and from this, they deeply felt the fear of death.
In fact, the explosion that Roland controlled was not intended to attack Marcus, but to kill and injure the people closest to him.
People gather around him because of their fanaticism and trust in Marcus, explosions occur under Marcus, and the people closest to him die the most - when others subconsciously connect these three things, they will unconsciously begin to reject Marcus.
In this way, Roland can take this group of panicked and powerless people away from Marcus without causing any harm to Marcus. Now that that goal has been achieved, it doesn't make a difference whether Marcus is actually injured or not.
Roland's move was like severing the last drawbridge connected to the island. To make people feel desperate to jump off a cliff, they must first realize that the easier and less costly solutions are no longer effective, and that their lives are hanging by a thread, and that if they don't change, they will have to pay with their lives.
Only then will they look for a new solution, even if it costs their lives if they fail, rather than dying immediately.
"Therefore, all people are cheap beings......
Under the shadow of the hood, a happy smile bloomed shallowly, but Roland did not show any signs on the outside, just hunched over like an ordinary passerby, running along with the screaming and crying crowd.
In Roland's view, although the strategy of the Elder Sleep Tutor is extreme, it is very scientific to implement.
If Roland comes up and gives them redemption and tries to save them from fire and water, these people will not appreciate it. Even if they reluctantly accept it, they will not feel that their lives are getting better, they will only realize all the inconveniences, and attribute all the factors that made their lives difficult to the changes that Roland has led them to make, and complain about Roland - not that Roland is alarmist, this kind of thing happens almost every day.
Therefore, Roland very much agrees with one of the sayings of the Eternal Sleeping Teacher, that is, "If you want to be redeemed, you must first pay the price".
Getting it too easily will make people lose their appreciation. Only by making them aware of the cost of salvation and how many people have paid for it in order to be redeemed will they begin to think about the value of this salvation because they are the "living part", and then they will realize what they have gained.
Roland believes that the kind of people who are betrayed by the people they save are good old people who have no brains.
He didn't mean to exterminate the ungrateful people - that would be stupid, contrary to his original wishes. Killing people in order to save people can only end up in an endless cycle of hopelessness.
After all, when the angels also started killing people, how could they ask humans not to believe in demons?
How......
"Of course," Roland muttered, "fear, as long as fear." ”
Fear is the first strength of human beings and the original carrier of the law of "evolution".
Because of the fear of being killed by something, human beings have the power to keep themselves alive; Because fear is killed by disease, people have medicine that can cure disease.
And when people begin to fear the power of inevitability, and begin to hesitate between will and ability, between desire and acquisition, between purpose and result, between imagination and reality, between thinking and being, when people realize that there are some things that are unbearable in human life, in order to prevent themselves from being crushed by despair, people choose to entrust the burden of their souls to God and sell their souls to God.
So, to recreate what they have lost, to take them back what was taken from them, and to save them from the hellish situation of the red lotus—this kindness is probably enough for them to pay for their souls and worship Roland as a god?
A smile widened into Roland's face, and he squinted at the corner of the street in front of him. The eyes hidden in the shadow of the hood were as black as an abyss, and there was no light in sight.
According to the time set before, the front of this place is about to be detonated.
The only remaining safe area is from where Roland is standing and then within ten paces forward.
If only one is fried. If you bomb, a circular area with a radius of about 15 meters will collapse directly.
Because Roland detonated several bombs in a row this time. bombs, after successive explosions, the sewers of this road will be completely destroyed.
After the soil layer is destroyed by the impact force, under the action of gravity, the buildings above the ground will collapse into it layer by layer, like a knife cutting the Broken Throat Avenue, Ribblade Street, Golden Lion Avenue and White Night Avenue into two sections, and the collapsed area can even be close to the length of a street.
"Wait! Everybody back off! There is a frie on the wall in front. Play! ”
Suddenly, an agitated and clear voice came from under the black robe.
Just listening to this voice, the image of a mature and stable young man who has not lost a little bit of enthusiasm suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.
Almost subconsciously, the people closest to the boy and the people in front of them stopped. In the midst of the constant, aimless, and unwavering march of the crowd, there was a considerable degree of confusion and even stampedes just because the footsteps of the people here suddenly stopped.
Before the people who were puzzled and dissatisfied by the sudden stop noticed Roland's figure, the scorching red lotus suddenly rose from the ground and bloomed in the crowd.
In that moment, in the midst of an incomparably pure roar, even enough to crack the eardrums, the scolding, the wailing, the screaming, the whimpering disappeared in an instant, and became silent.
It's even different from what I did at Marcus before. The first to die were not charred by the searing, but were directly engulfed by the small orange beads that rolled in the air like solids—strange flames like orange-red beads produced by a large amount of sodium thrown into water.
After another blink of an eye, dozens of people curled up and collapsed in charred black.
After another breath, dozens of people collapsed with a scorched wail.
But the survivors, who were unscathed, but had some scorched and sticky hair, immediately turned their grateful eyes to Roland. Because it was "sharp-eyed and found to be fried. Roland shouted, and at least a dozen people were saved because of this.
In fact, to be honest, there are not many people who have been saved because of Roland, that is, the two rows of people who are on the edge of the explosion danger line. It's just a second, and even if you're walking fast, you won't go too far.
But looking a few steps ahead of them at the charred corpses and the cooked meat wailing on the ground, these people who were still a step or two away from ending up like them couldn't help but be even more grateful to Roland.
Although Roland will probably be pushed to the forefront next, as long as the operation is done well, it is probably not very difficult to let this group of people who are already on the verge of collapse in continuous torture sacrifice their souls.
"If you want to be redeemed, you must pay the price first."
At that moment, Roland seemed to coincide with the figure of someone behind him, and said this sentence in unison.