In the huge square, countless dark priests and ragged civilians in black robes gathered and knelt on the ground, and in the direction of their kneeling was an incomparably tall and magnificent statue, the statue of the dark god.

Carlo was suspended in the void above the statue, his black robe was very conspicuous, but no one could see him.

Sophia wore a crown and sat on the throne next to the statue, and Cinderella also changed into a gorgeous black dress with a solemn face, which was a solemn ceremony, about the sacrifice, and the declaration of war.

“.. The eternal night is coming, and the light will be extinguished.." Cinderella raised the papal scepter in her hand, and the eyes of the huge statue behind her flashed a dazzling red light, and she shouted: ". . . Holy war, open .."

All those who fell to their knees raised their heads with a look of mad piety on their faces, and chanted: "Holy war, holy war.."

In the midst of the tsunami, Carlo stretched out his arms, and a surging evil aura poured out of him and swept through the square.

The progress bar of "Jealous Original Sin" on the system panel dropped wildly, and only he could see it, and the entire sky darkened, shrouded in a pale green, smoky force, and wisps of it burrowed into the mouths and noses of the people who knelt down below.

Carlo's plan is to use his own strength to forcibly improve the strength of some people and catalyze a powerful army, just like when he used the source of darkness in the "Merlin plane" to create his own demon army, and the role he plays now is the source of darkness, or even a more advanced source of darkness.

Compared to the high-level dark source that can infect the entire plane at once, his strength seems to be a little insufficient, but the people kneeling down are all his followers in a sense, and have a faint connection with his will, and the hearts of these people are already occupied by "evil thoughts", which makes the process of infection a lot smoother.

Carlo's own demonic energy is also pouring out wildly, and he consciously mixes the "original sin of jealousy" into his power, and every trace of power that enters the believer's body will take root and become seeds, and the death and killing on the battlefield will water these seeds.

Carlo's behavior can be seen as a farmer, who toils to sow seeds, and sooner or later will usher in a fruitful harvest.

As the power entered the believer's body, every believer faintly felt that his body was getting stronger little by little in the frenzy, and the gifted even felt that something was breaking out of the cocoon in his body.

Of course, some unstoppable evil thoughts are also rapidly germinating.

A civilian who knelt down with red eyes stared at the black-robed priest in front of him, and roared wildly in his heart: "Why can he become a priest of the Holy See and enjoy everyone's offerings, while I have to endure the torture of fatigue and hunger every day, this is not fair.."

The commoner's heart was scorched and licked by the surging jealousy, and finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and took out the dagger hidden in his waist and pounced on it...

A black-robed priest trembling all over his body felt the surging power that kept pouring out of his body, unknown, but incomparably powerful, and made him addicted.

He opened his eyes, a pair of crimson eyes were evil and cruel, and said in a low voice: "This is the gift of the dark god, I am a man of divine grace, I am a genius... I should sit in a higher position and enjoy more... Hey.."

...

When Carlo's power was infected to a certain extent, almost in an instant, some people on the field invariably handed out butcher knives to those who were usually jealous but helpless... Then the bloody clashes grew, and the ritual soon turned into a chaotic and brutal killing feast.

Cinderella and Sophia on the high platform both changed their faces, and just as they wanted to stop them, a hand gently pressed on their shoulders.

"Let them go, that's exactly what I want.."

Carlo was pale, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he had a crazy and cruel smile on his lips, and he looked extremely excited.

He could clearly sense the seeds devouring each other, dying or growing, one by one taking root and sprouting, pulling out delicate branches and leaves.

Each person receives a different amount of power, and these powers either stimulate their bodies, greatly increase the strength of the otherwise weak, or pull out more incredible magic and release them directly out of the body, forming a powerful "magic".

The believers are killing each other, and the killers can get the power of the slain, so as to become more powerful, and in a short period of time, no less than three high-ranking knights have been born on the field, and of course, the number of believers has also dropped by more than half.

The smile on Carlo's face grew stronger, and in the process, more sins were bred, huge and chaotic, and now was not the time to harvest, he needed to further purify these sins in order to achieve his goal.

"You bastards!"

Carlo levitated in mid-air, condescendingly watching everyone, and scolded viciously: "Your target is the heretics of the Diocese of Light, go and take off their heads and dig out their hearts and livers... You'll get everything you want."

The killing in the square stopped, and everyone looked at Carlo in a daze, each with a hideous face, and their eyes were full of killing and madness, they had been completely dominated by evil thoughts, and they didn't even feel any surprise or doubt about the sudden appearance of Carlo.

“.. Holy War!"

Someone pronounced these two words again, and then more and more people echoed them, and the emotions of the believers became more and more frenzied, but this time they were no longer confused, but found a direction of catharsis.

"Holy War! Destroy the Holy See of Light!"

The believers shouted wildly, and rushed out of the square in confusion, all out of the city, all in one direction.

They were ten times faster and ten times more chaotic than the most elite armies, and they scrambled to be the first to step on the backs and heads of others, and even some of them flew into the air with a strange dark green light.

"Yes, that's it!"

Carlo laughed wickedly, and he flew into the sky, as if he had turned into a thick dark cloud, repeating what he had just done along the dark parishes.

His power was dwindling, and more and more of his followers rushed out of the city, like mad beasts, running across the wilderness, eager to tear their prey apart, or tear themselves apart.

The entire Lore Empire is in chaos, there are more and more conflicts, fights, and killings, and the fragile order based on violence is rudely broken by Carlo, and everyone becomes paranoid and crazy, they have red eyes, cut off the feet of people who are taller than themselves, scratch the faces of people who are more beautiful than themselves, and poke the eyes of people who are slimmer than themselves...

All because of, jealousy!