In the church, voodoo priests danced fiercely around the brazier.

Like crazy.

"...The pain will eventually leave, and the living will continue to live. This Voodoo Festival is a ceremony held by our fellow-deceaseds in disaster. May the Voodoo Church bless their souls and rest in peace. May the great Reggba Dad be able to guide their confused souls, and may the Baron of Saturday rest in peace..."

Outside the church, the new president continued the content of his speech.

The Saturday Baron he mentioned, that is, the god of death in Voodoo, and Baron Samadi is also called the Baron of the Cemetery.

It is the intermediary of life and death in the voodoo faith, standing in the center of the intersection, waiting for the appearance of the dead.

"May Voodoo bless their souls!"

"May the great Dad Reggba be able to guide their confused souls!"

"May the Barons rest their souls in peace on Saturday!"

In front of the church, the prayer of the new president was repeated continuously by the believers around him.

A voodoo priest stopped his dance, reached out and grabbed the stones on the ground and kept throwing them into a huge encounter.

This is the way to summon Saturday barons in voodoo rituals, full of primitive religions.

With the prayers of the people outside the church and the call of sacrifices, the dances of the high priests and others in the church became almost crazy. Their hands and feet seemed to twist wildly uncontrollably, and their mouths were constantly repeating strange spells to pray loudly to the brazier in the center of the altar.

"Did you feel that the entire Voodoo Festival ceremony seems to be getting more and more crazy?"

In the crowd, we witnessed the craze of everyone.

Agent Phil couldn't help but take a deep breath, swept over the periart of the crazy expressions around him, and whispered.

"It doesn't seem like they're already crazy now."

Shaking his head, Agent Zhou corrected Agent Phil's statement.

“We have to do something.”

Among the believers of Voodoo, the fanatical beliefs that emerged from all directions seemed to be completely swallowing up.

Amanda gritted her teeth to resist this fanatical belief and said to the team.

"At least, we can't let this continue."

Although it is not clear about the purpose of the entire voodoo festival, when thinking about the "great catastrophe" mentioned in the fortune teller's prophecy, Amanda's heart obviously began to have a bad premonition.

However, facing everything Amanda did, the fortune teller answered in a nearly calm tone.

“In fact, we can’t do anything.”

"This is the destined 'future', and all we can do is experience everything ourselves."

Joey was a little indifferent to what was happening in front of him.

It's completely different from the way he looked when he came to BSI headquarters for help.

"I don't believe it."

"If the 'future' really wants to say that what you said is destined, then what is the effort we have made before!"

With his hand in hand, Amanda had already done the awareness of the "future" even if he had forgotten everything.

"I understand your mood at this moment, Amanda."

On the side, looking at Amanda who was determined, Spike immediately spoke, looking at the fanatical believers and the voodoo church in front of him.

"But sometimes you have to learn to let go."

Shrugged and persuaded Amanda.

The psychic's reaction made Amanda realize that something was wrong.

She turned to look at Joey, the fortune teller who looked calm, and then looked at Spike who was calm in front of her.

He frowned and asked, "Are you hiding something from me again, Spike?"

"I didn't hide anything, it's just that you forgot something."

Spike shrugged slightly at Amanda's questioning and replied casually.

He turned around and looked at the Haitian President standing on the platform in front of him and kept praying, and looked at the church behind him.

The next second, Spike's eyes narrowed slightly and he said.

"here we go."

Hearing Spike's unfinished answer, Amanda was about to ask, but suddenly he saw the expression of the psychic master change.

Then, as Spike finished speaking.

A faint blue light suddenly erupted from the Voodoo church. With the flash of light, countless dark blue light spots began to emerge from the entire Haiti. These light spots seemed to be pulled and attracted by some inexplicable force, and rushed toward the direction where the church was.

"This is?!"

Looking at these light spots floating in the air, a hint of surprise flashed across Amanda's face.

A dark blue light flashed by her side. Amanda reached out and touched the light. The next second, a broken and messy memory flashed through her mind.

"Why are there earthquakes..."

"This is the best Good in the family!"

"Tucakes, tucakes, and tucakes, why..."

"The corn at home has sprouted, and I hope the harvest will be better this year."

"Escape quickly, it's an earthquake!"

In these memories, Amanda seemed to see the poor life of a woman under the sea, and the last of these memories was at the moment of the Haitian earthquake. With violent shaking and deafening rumbling, everything came to an abrupt end.

Retracting his fingers that touched the light spot, Amanda looked at Spike in front of him.

The latter nodded in the other party's eyes: "These are the victims who died in the Haiti earthquake."

Hearing Spike's words, Amanda looked up at the densely packed blue light spots above the church, and a huge impact emerged in her heart.

These blue lights that looked only the size of fists, and were still alive not long ago.

Haiti claims to the outside world that the number of people killed in the earthquake reached more than 200,000, and it may actually be more than this.

Shaking his head and sweeping away the memories of the Haitian women in his mind. Agent Zhou pointed his head at the light that kept popping up from around him, avoiding a spot of light that was approaching him, and spoke.

A huge feeling of uneasiness began to emerge. These light spots are no longer illusory existences, but real existences that everyone on the scene can see and feel.

In front of the church, many believers who came into contact with the Blue Light Group had already kneeled on the ground and called it "miracle".

But Agent Zhou knew very well that this was not a ‘miracle’, but the beginning of all disasters.

"What is Voodoo's going to do?"

"The Voodoo Church intends to use the souls of tens of thousands of victims in the Haiti earthquake as a pull to open the [spiritual world] passage and summon the soul of the Voodoo Queen Raview."

Seeing what happened in front of you, everyone finally understood the truth of the great disaster in the prophecy.

It’s just a pity that they understood it was too late. Voodoo Cult had completed the ritual and summoned the God of Death to open the door to the [spiritual world].
Chapter completed!