Shaking his head, barely pulling his emotions out of the fanatical atmosphere around him.

Amanda reached out and grabbed the necklace around her neck.

As an American, she shouldn't have had a fanatical mood about religions like Voodoo.

However, at that moment just now.

She seemed to be swallowed by a huge wave, and almost fell on the ground and bowed to the parade like the fanatical believers around her.

"These voodoo sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

He took a few steps back and separated himself from the fanatical voodoo believers around him. Amanda looked at the priest who waved his hand at the front of the parade and looked at the believers dancing around the crowd with the spells of several people. There was no doubt that the abnormal fanaticism displayed by the people around him should be formed by these voodoo sacrifices.

But, what exactly is the purpose of all this?

In front of him, Amanda couldn't judge.

Because of the lack of understanding of the Voodoo Festival, Amanda could not confirm whether this fanaticism existed in previous Voodoo Festivals or only on this festival.

If it is the former, it is just a "normal" holiday arrangement, but if it is the latter.

...

"Ding! The plot changes, lack of key [materials], please invest in the script for correction."

In Port-au-Prince, the Voodoo Festival is in full swing.

This prompt suddenly popped up on the system panel.

"No, it's just..."

Looking at the crooked reminder in front of him, Zhao Yuan, who was in San Marino, couldn't help but raise some eyebrows.

He looked at the BSI people blocked by the prompts in the system screen and hesitated for a moment.

Then he took out a [Silver] level card from the inventory, which was somewhat reluctant to leave, and invested it into the script as [material].

"Ding! Invest [material], and the script will be automatically corrected!"

As the scene card is put into use, the crooked prompts on the panel disappear.

The script began to evolve again.

...

"Boss."

Following the fanatical procession and walking and stopping, Amanda arrived at the end, in front of the voodoo church.

Through radio contact, Amanda's traces were found from the crowd.

Soon, the remaining members of the SBI team also came to the church.

"At present, everything is just a religious festival event."

Gathered together and looked at the military not far away, protected by live ammunition, and spoke in a low voice to the new president who was attending the festival's Haitian people's speech.

"It won't be soon."

Hearing the words of Agent Zhou, the fortune teller who was standing beside him shook his head.

"...I know that now is a difficult time. The whole of Haiti is suffering because of the disaster that happened last year. Many people's closest friends, relatives, and lovers have left us forever in that earthquake. However, the pain will eventually pass, and a beautiful future is right in front of us. This time, the Voodoo Festival allows us to bless our compatriots who have passed away in disaster. It turns out that they can get rest in heaven..."

In front of the church, believers pedaled with intense drum beats and prayed with joy.

The new president made an oath to the people around him according to what the high priest told.

Hearing the president's words, many Haitian people began to cover their hands and pray silently to pray for their compatriots who died in the earthquake.

And in the church, in front of the altar that the believers cannot enter.

"Come on, come on, great queen, I pray here for your eyes, great dad Regba, the guide who lives at the intersection, please guide us in the direction and the soul of the queen..."

The high priest raised his head on his chest and recited the spell loudly.

Behind him, the flames of the brazier kept beating, and the original red fireworks seemed to be driven by some force and began to transform towards the dark blue light.

Around the changing flames, several voodoo priests danced wildly. Their steps gradually combined with the drum beats of believers outside the church, and the dark blue flames in the brazier began to swell with the priest dance steps.

"...Come on, Dad Reggba, use faith as a guide to open the door of hell. The Queen's soul has been waiting for a long time. Open the door quickly and let the Queen return..."

Feeling the changes in the flames in the brazier, the high priest had a big mouth, revealing his dark and shriveled mouth with only a few teeth left. He put the raised head in his hand in the center of the altar, at the mouth of Narsis's heart, then grabbed a bone dagger covered with spells from his hand, and pointed it at his head and stabbed it heavily.

Click!

The sharp bone dagger penetrated the forehead of the shriveled head and stabbed Narcis' heart on the altar.

"ah--"

The moment the head was pierced, a shrill scream seemed to sound in the entire church.

With the sound of the cry, the dark blood from the heart of Narsis began to flow out, contaminated by blood, and the shriveled head on the heart of the resurrection corpse became full at a speed visible to the naked eye. She kept sucking the blood coming out of Narsis's heart. In just a few seconds, a lifelike head appeared in Narsis's heart.

She closed her eyes tightly, but gave people the illusion that she was about to be alive in the next second.

Of course, the high priest knew very well.

The head on Narcis's heart cannot be resurrected.

Because, the most critical soul of the Voodoo Queen is still in hell, and now he is only resurrected by the Queen's body left in reality.

Originally, the offering of this ceremony was the shade corpse that the high priest sent Nassis to London.

If the corpse that remains uncorrupted for a hundred years after death can serve as a sustenance for the return of the queen, it will definitely make the voodoo queen immediately become a weird person who masters powerful curses and power after returning to the real world.

Unfortunately, Narcis disappointed him.

Not only did the other party not bring the offerings to Haiti, the other party even attempted to betray the Voodoo Cult.

Therefore, as a punishment for Narsis's failure, he was transformed by the high priest into a resurrection corpse, and instead of the shade corpse, he became the sustenance of the Vodou Queen, Raview.

Looking at the head of Narcis' heart, the high priest stretched out his finger and gently touched her.

Immediately afterwards, he withdrew his fingers, turned around and looked at the brazier behind him that had completely turned into blue flames, took off his clothes and exposed his skinny body, and then joined the dance of the sacrificial rituals and began to dance wildly.
Chapter completed!