Chapter 186: Stigmata
In reality, stigmata is also known as stigma, which is derived from the Greek ΟΟΞ―Ξ³ΞΌΞ±, which means the mark of a tattoo.
Stigmata is considered to be a paranormal phenomenon and can be written as stigmas. In the history of Christianity, there have often been visions of the Christian's body that show the same or even more severe phenomena as the crucifixion of Christ, such as the unprovoked shedding of blood from the palms of the hands or head, or the bleeding from both eyes. Not only are there incomprehensible anomalies in living people, but even inanimate statues leave blood and tears, which is even more magical.
There are three kinds of stigmata: the first is a subcutaneous hemorrhage, which is formed by inadvertent bumps, intravenous injections, or other reasons, and the small ones are the size of sesame seeds, and the ones are slightly larger than the fingernails. Because hands and feet are places that are prone to bumps, it is not surprising that this phenomenon occurs. These bleeding points are all at the site of the veins; The second is an unexplained ulcer of the skin near the hands and feet; The third is the most miraculous, the skin of the palm will split and bleed on its own, like a nail mark, there is no pain, and it will heal on its own, which is what Christians call the real stigma.
The scientific community is unable to explain such facts, and can only acquiesce to an extreme religious phenomenon of the mind. However, from the perspective of the medical community, stigmata is a very rare skin disease, and the specific reason for such a condition is still under one further research.
In "Qiankun", the "stigma" is a magic pattern like "proof of trial" and "shadow under the score", but only the pious clergy of the Holy See can possess it. Regardless of the owner's origin, gender, or age, once the stigma is confirmed, the person becomes a saint.
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Jonny, the leader of the Knights of the Iron Hoof, stood in front of Perls, showing two brightly colored crosses with a wry smile. The atmosphere in the room was tense like never before.
"Stigmata?"
Perls suddenly laughed, as if what the other party was saying was just a joke: "If you really have stigmata, then you are not a 'candidate saint' at this moment, but a real saint." So, it's time for me to call you St. Jonny, do you say? β
"Hehe, I'm kidding, these are just two old injuries that recur from time to time...... You're a sociologist, and you're a good student of religion. Jonny's smile narrowed a little.
"Society and religion are inseparable." Pers raised his arm and motioned for the other party to take a good look at the room: "Look, this room is as pure as snow, am I suspicious?" Although I am a scholar, I do not deny the existence of God, and I cannot be dismissed as a heresy. β
"That's right." Jonny rudely handed the fruit bowl to Pers (almost stabbing him in the nose), and said with a smile, "Ah, by the way, how about some fruit?" Olquila's fruit is indeed rare in the worldβin this world. β
"Thanks, I'm just a little thirsty." Perls took the fruit bowl and smiled and was unmoved, showing excellent self-cultivation.
Jonny added lightly, "Any necromantic creature whose filth and death are in conflict with life can make fresh fruits or vegetables black and dryβ"
Bang!
The fruit bowl fell from Perls's hand, just upside down and smashed into shattered porcelain. The fruits used by Viscount Karl to entertain his guests were all cut and inserted with toothpicks, and the flesh was in close contact with the ground, and it was no longer edible.
("That's an antique from Orquila III!") ......" Viscount Carl was so heartbroken that he pulled the corners of his clothes and wrinkled a good piece of clothing)
Perls sighed, his gaze shifted, and he smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold it ...... Wasted such a good fruit. As soon as I heard about the necromantic creatures, I was a little scared, hehe. β
Jonny was about to speak, when the two knights returned to their side and said, "Report to the regimental commander, the search is over, and there are no suspicious items." β
"Ahem!" Viscount Karl coughed heavily, folded his hands, and said arrogantly and displeasedly: "I have already said that my friend is a good man of high moral character, and he will never have anything to do with necromantic creatures. Captain Jonny, I hope you'll respect me, after all, this is Olquila. β
"I'm so sorry, Mortal A." Jonny hesitated for a moment, and always sincerely apologized to Viscount Karl, but he only had a sincere expression, and the content of the apology could make people vomit blood: "I'm not good at dealing with mortals, especially mortals like you who forget about it in a flash." Please forgive me if I have offended you or your friends. We took our leave. β
Viscount Karl whispered a swear word very unnoblely, but he still had to fulfill the courtesy of his master and send the three knights away. Perls hurriedly closed the door, and only then did he notice a layer of sweat oozing from his back, which showed how much psychological pressure he had just undergone.
Pulling out the bronze canon from his abdomen, Perls wiped it and pondered: What is the second half of the prophecy?
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After Jonny and his two subordinates left Karl's mansion, they walked down the street towards the Investigation Department. The inhabitants of the road cast angry and resentful glances, but the three knights continued to walk naturally, as if their skin would automatically filter out hostile gaze.
One of the knights said to his companion, "That nobleman was suspicious just now. I noticed a dark room behind the wall, but I couldn't find any corresponding mechanism for a while. β
"Definitely. My cross necklace was enchanted by the instructor and has the ability to detect evil, and it has a faint reaction...... And the stigmata of the regimental commander also bleeds! The other knight glanced at the regimental commander cautiously, and said boldly, "But why did the regimental commander say that the stigma was invalid?" It's more accurate than my cross necklace......"
The previous knight lowered his voice, and even he could barely hear what he said: "Maybe the head of the regiment is just just excited?" β¦β¦β
Jonny, who had been silent, suddenly said, "That 'scholar' just now is a necromantic creature, and there is nothing wrong with it. Although I didn't learn the Loving Eye, the stench of necromantic creatures can be smelled from several rooms apart...... No, there is still a certain smell of sweat on the other party's body, indicating that there is still a physiological reaction, and it should be a semi-necromantic creature. β
"Commander, why don't you catch him?" The subordinates were stunned.
Jonny shook his head, his eyes lit up with a scorching light as blood flowed from his hands. He raised his head as if he were talking to a man high in the clouds: "It's just a small fish that can't even plug your teeth, but if you use it to catch a big fish, it's still worth looking forward to." β
"You...... Inspiring to lure out the Necromantic King? β
"That's right. As far as I know, the six Necromantic Kings of the new generation are all adventurers, and they don't die easily. Don't you know that all necromantic adventurers are protected by a powerful being who prevents adventurers who are stronger than them from doing anything to them? This existence should be the Necromantic King among the rulers of the old era, the Eternal Emperor. Under his soul force field, all necromantic kings would not be easily attacked. β
The subordinate was puzzled: "The soul force field is a 'field' unique to necromantic creatures, but can anyone really expand the 'field' to the whole world?" Even many heroes can't do it! β
"What do you think is the 'ruler of the old times'? This kind of power has already distorted the law and is faintly competing with the world, compared to which 'covering the world' is simply a trivial matter. No, you don't understand, after all, the 'rulers of the old times' are not ordinary information that you have access to. Even if they are killed, they can become strong again by sucking corpses, so you can never defeat them. In order to truly destroy the Necromantic King, it is necessary to shatter their pride and strive the 'Will of the Necromantic King' from them, for it is a unique, unrepeatable and irreproducible proof of the King. When the time comes......" Jonny lifted his right hand and licked it like a lion's pawsβthe back of his hand, red blood between his teeth, "They are lower than sludge, and they will no longer be able to make waves." Ahhh!!h β
He threw a punch at the subordinate next to him! The subordinate reacted in time, and as soon as his two arms protected the front door, he was beaten and flew out, which saved him from the fate of being smashed off his big teeth. A citizen who was walking with his child had only time to push the child away, when he was knocked over by the sudden appearance of the knight, spraying a large mouthful of blood and unconscious. The crowd in the streets was in an uproar, and the anger was rising, giving off a disturbing smell of gunpowder.
However, the person concerned is not aware of it at all. After flying his subordinates, Jonny took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing to an even two seconds, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared. With a flick of his wrist, he walked forward abruptly, leaving his two subordinates behind completely. "Apologize! You bastards! The people cursed angrily and threw things at him, but he didn't respond.
"Do you want my help?" The knight, who was lucky not to be chosen by the regimental commander, shouted.
The hapless knight jumped to his feet and shouted, "Follow up, don't bother the commander, it will be bad if he loses control!" Here I'm here to clean up the aftermath! Go ahead! When he pressed his hand on the chest of the blood-vomiting man and cast the [Holy Healing Technique], all ten of his fingers were still trembling to varying degrees.
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"The City of Waiting".
In front of a newly completed building, there is a speech.
During the days when Qingyi went to Qinli Villa, Master Patra took time to build a joint scientific research center. And today, when the joint scientific research center was officially put into work, Qingyi summoned his subordinates and gave a speech in front of the gate. Except for Suo'er's absence, who was depressed by Wumu's death, all of his subordinates were present.
"Because of Brian's suggestion......" Qingyi looked at the nominated subordinate (the other party only bowed slightly), and then faced everyone, and said in a loud voice: "Today, the Joint Scientific Research Center was officially established, providing a new platform for everyone. You can brainstorm ideas and ideas. I believe that this will take our overall strength to the next level and make our future full of infinite possibilities. β
Fermat shouted, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, we will not cooperate!" In order to strengthen the persuasiveness of this sentence, he also hugged Strunm vigorously. The poor alchemist was held so that his tongue sticked out, like a dog in the shade of a tree in summer.
(Xue Duo: "Lack of cooperation?") Is it 'seamless cooperation'? β¦β¦βοΌ
Facing his combative subordinates, Qingyi shook his head: "Cooperation is only secondary, I hope you can put competition with each other first." Yes, just like between you and Strom, you have to overpower each other no matter what. β
Fermat and Strom were dumbfounded.
Brian snorted, blue light flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and said, "Your Majesty, why?" β
"There is a root in any intelligent life, which is to 'want others to fail'. If you make mistakes in your work, you want to see others make mistakes. If your grades are not good enough, you hope that others will not get the rankings. It's despicable, but no one can avoid this kind of thinking, why? Because if you do this, you can fool yourself: Look, I'm not the worst one, and there's someone as bad as me, and he's not in a position to criticize me! β
"This is a psychological escape and self-consolation that only the weak have, and it is just a useless method of spiritual victory."
"What is teamwork? Is everyone doing their own thing, and everything is fine? Wouldn't victory be within reach? No, it's not teamwork, it's just that everyone is fulfilling their responsibilities. As long as one person makes a mistake in cooperation, he will be pessimistic and frustrated and hope that other members of the team will also make mistakes, so that the responsibility on his shoulders is not so heavy. Yes, the person who made the mistake is not trying to shirk responsibility, but just trying to drag others into the water. β
"And true teamwork is to go one step further and let yourself make up for the mistakes of others! When others make mistakes, you can't just limit yourself to your own affairs, but stand up and turn the tide! Even if you are seen as arrogant, even if you are seen as nosy, you must uphold the belief that 'I am the best!' The team members are doing a great job, but because of my efforts, our performance will be several times better! If you think this way and do it, it will definitely bring about a positive outlook and make all members motivated! You have to compete for this opportunity, only the strongest can lead everyone to glory! β
Qingyi paused and said, "That's all I want to say. Thank you. β
Brian was the first to applaud: "You have a point!" 'Society is like a boat, everyone must be ready to take the helm' (Ibsen's famous quote), and when everyone strives to be the best, what difficulties cannot be overcome?! β
Qingyi smiled rarely, and sure enough, Brian was the first to understand.
Just then, a Silent Raven flew in. It circled lightly for a while before landing on Qingyi's shoulder, and then whispered to Qingyi.
"Perles' identity may have been revealed, and the Knights of the Iron Hoof are really not good at it." Qingyi said to Frankie, "Go find the Blood Elves and the 'Greytail Brotherhood', we will have to play with the Knights of Judgment." β
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(Today, when I saw the first article of the new notice in the "Author's Zone", I warned all writers not to send non-text to cheat full attendance, and I said that I was under a lot of pressure - how could it be completely aimed at me...... Indicates that there will be no similar situation in the future. Still, I have to say that "Ash's New Year" is a masterpiece, and it is better than "The Journey of the Dead" in terms of structure and expression, and it would be disrespectful to treat it as a boring thing to cheat on the number of words! οΌ
(Xue Duo: "Who should respect a garbage writer like you who earns less than 1,002 per month!") What do you think you're so great about! I thought I was self-righteous when I wrote two bad books, this kind of person didn't even accept the starting point and Jinjiang! βοΌ
(Well, I'll admit Shedor's right.) I decided to cut out "Ash's New Year" and make up for the missing word count, hoping that the editors will have a lot of them, and forgive me.)