Ice Sculpture
About ten minutes later, the three of them followed the crowd and arrived at the Prayer Plaza the middle-aged man had mentioned.
Though called a plaza, it was actually a large, irregular circular open space.
However, there were many people gathered there now, like a school assembly on a sports field in his previous life. Wherever you looked, there were densely packed crowds, three layers deep, with the Prayer Plaza cordoned off in the center.
"Flesh is weak, but faith in the divine cult is strong."
"Escape the sea of suffering, break free from reincarnation, and enjoy eternal paradise."
"..."
The low whispers of the believers' faith merged into a fervent atmosphere, their faces growing increasingly excited.
Amidst the dense crowd, the vast majority of people on the left and right sides were men, with only a few women who were not of suitable age to participate in the Sacred Selection.
A path over two meters wide was kept clear in the middle. Women were moving forward along this path, entering the Prayer Plaza.
Upon arriving here, the middle-aged man told Kurozawa, "We can only wait outside. Besides the Cult Leader's close associates and the women participating, no one else can enter the Prayer Plaza right now."
"It's a shame there are too many people, we can't move now. If we could watch from up close, we might even see the Cult Leader's divine miracles."
Kurozawa nodded and said to Kanae, "You go ahead. I'll be watching you from the shadows, don't worry."
Kanae lightly nodded her head, then joined the line of women and walked towards the interior of the Prayer Plaza.
The middle-aged man then struck up a conversation with Kurozawa, "What's your relationship? Married? Or siblings?"
"I think she has a high chance of passing the Sacred Selection. Maybe you can even ascend to the divine realm through this connection."
Having understood the situation here, and with Kanae having entered the Prayer Plaza, the middle-aged man was no longer of much use to Kurozawa.
Kurozawa gave the middle-aged man a faint glance, not even bothering to speak, and pushed through the crowd, squeezing forward.
The middle-aged man was bewildered, not understanding why Kurozawa had suddenly become so cold. He had been quite easy to talk to before. He wanted to follow Kurozawa, but because of the packed crowd, the path Kurozawa had cleared quickly closed up, and the middle-aged man was forced to stay where he was.
Kurozawa's height, close to 1.9 meters, was rare among everyone present. Coupled with his excellent eyesight, his field of vision, aside from the dense heads, could still see the scene ahead.
A massive humanoid sculpture first came into Kurozawa's sight. It was three stories high and had a considerable presence.
Moreover, surprisingly, the sculpture was not made of stone or metal, but ice.
The sculpture depicted a man's physique. His eyes were slightly closed, his head tilted up slightly, and his face held a compassionate expression, as if praying for those suffering under the heavens. Around the humanoid sculpture, there was a hazy, cold mist, making it look dreamy and illusory, very captivating.
"Is that... Doma's sculpture?"
Kurozawa couldn't clearly see the exact appearance due to the angle, but an ice sculpture... it was clearly the masterpiece of a Blood Demon Art.
Just this massive ice sculpture alone was worthy of being considered a divine miracle. It would be understandable in winter, but it was the hot summer now. Having such an ice sculpture here could easily awe people.
"To be able to maintain such an ice sculpture... Doma's Blood Demon Art is truly astonishing."
It wasn't hard to see from the expressions of the surrounding cult members that they weren't surprised, indicating they were already used to this ice sculpture. It might have been in the Prayer Plaza all along.
How could an ordinary Demon have the energy to maintain such a large ice sculpture, three stories high? Only an Upper Moon could do such a thing.
The look in Kurozawa's eyes grew more solemn.
He needed to get to the front to observe the situation better.
The crowd was dense, and Kurozawa walked forward unceremoniously. His strength was great, like a reef moving against the current. The stream of people encountered him and were forced to part to the sides.
Some people who were squeezed aside by Kurozawa glared at him with dissatisfaction, but after seeing Kurozawa's expression that clearly said "don't come near, don't provoke me" and his muscular physique, they wisely shifted their gaze and remained silent.
Kurozawa maintained the same pace as Kanae, slowly approaching the interior of the Prayer Plaza.
Kurozawa disliked environments with too many people. Being in such a crowded place now, with occasional physical contact, and his ears filled with the noisy praises of the Eternal Paradise Cult's faith, made Kurozawa feel somewhat inexplicably irritated.
Looking around, in such a fervent crowd of believers, Kurozawa really wanted to turn them all into Potential Points.
Turning them into his Strength could also, indirectly, help him escape the sea of human suffering.
"Over twenty thousand people... The Potential Points generated from this flesh and blood energy could push me to my peak."
Since the first time he learned that ordinary people could also provide decent Potential Points, such thoughts had often arisen in Kurozawa's mind, but he had suppressed them.
Kurozawa was not a soft-hearted person, but the slaughter of innocent people had not yet been seriously considered by Kurozawa.
However, regarding these cultists who believed that death could bring new life... Kurozawa had some ideas. Believers who could abandon their original lives to enter Lotus Town had reached a very deep level of faith. Kurozawa was very willing to help them find liberation.
Because there were over two thousand women moving into the Prayer Plaza in sequence, Kanae's movement speed in the crowd was not fast. After about ten minutes, she entered the Prayer Plaza.
There were still some people behind her, and it would take about another ten minutes for everyone to enter. By then, the Sacred Selection would likely truly begin.
At the same time, Kurozawa also arrived at the forefront of the onlookers.
There were no barriers surrounding the Prayer Plaza, just a demarcation line drawn on the ground. Cult members not participating in the Sacred Selection consciously stayed beyond the demarcation line.
At the forefront, the view was very open, and Kurozawa's eyes were filled with beautiful women.
The Eternal Paradise Cult seemed to have a set of standards for recruitment. Men came in all shapes and sizes, whether handsome or ugly, old or young, but for women, the Eternal Paradise Cult favored young and reasonably attractive women.
Among the women filling Kurozawa's sight, there were none with poor appearances.
Considering that Doma would then select the seven most outstanding individuals from over two thousand people, Kurozawa couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "This Doma guy is quite picky."
Ordinary Demons were lucky to have food, and they also faced the risk of being hunted by Demon Hunters. Yet, Doma had tens of thousands of food reserves, and these food sources even had to compete for the qualification to enter his mouth. Demons are just as infuriating as people when comparing them.
Looking up, the sky was getting darker. It was now 7 PM. Even in the long summer days, the sky was about to officially enter night, and the later it got, the faster night fell.
With the current sky color, the suppression and dissolution of the Demon's Fighting Spirit fluctuations by sunlight should be disappearing. Therefore, Kurozawa decided to carefully sense again with his Fighting Spirit.
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