Naruto: The Masked Witch

There was a crisp sound of footsteps on the ice-paved floor.The ice cubes laid out a silver carpet for her, accompanied by Angry Bishop and Xiao Nan on the left and right.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Pandora, with that pure and lovely appearance, like an angel who descended into the world.

"It's a witch, it's a witch..."

"Master Witch responded to us, it is Lady Witch who gave us salvation!"

"Praying to the witch will really answer. It turns out that we have chosen the wrong belief..."

Almost all the nuns paid homage to Pandora. At that moment, everyone's beliefs had changed, and the image of Pandora was deeply engraved in their minds.

"The world will bring you pain. Only by believing in the Witch Cult can you obtain true salvation."

"Yes, Mrs. Witch!"

"From now on, you will abandon your original identities and live only as believers of the Witch Cult."

"Yes......"

Xiao Nan stood behind Pandora, observing everything with cold eyes.She finally knew Pandora's true intentions. Indeed, only relying on brainwashing can do very limited things, and the effectiveness of brainwashing will gradually fade over time.

Only by smashing other people's original beliefs and implanting new beliefs in the spiritual gap can they be completely distorted and their original spiritual support pulled out.

For this group of nuns, the big nun and the Zen master are the most trusted existences in their hearts.Letting the big nun smash the sculpture of the Zen master is to let the two spiritual pillars collide and tear their hearts apart.

When the gamblers abused them, the inaction of the big nun made them completely disappointed in the big nun.At this time, the sudden appearance of the Witch Cult was like a life-saving straw. As long as they could respond to them and solve this desperate situation, they could occupy all their beliefs.

Pandora has achieved this, and this is also the brilliance of her methods.

This is [-] times more terrifying than brainwashing, engraving the idea of ​​believing in the Witch Cult into their humanity.

"Live for the witch, live for the witch..." All the nuns sat quietly and prayed sincerely, like puppets, their eyes dull.

Suddenly, Pandora's gaze stopped at the farthest corner, where a petite figure was hiding, looking at the church in bewilderment.

Matthew has not been brainwashed, she has been curled up in a corner, she is not mature enough to understand what faith is.

It's just that the changes in many nuns are so terrible that she doesn't know what happened.

Those bad guys were suddenly frozen into ice cubes, the big nun went crazy, and the other nuns became dolls who could only pray...

"Matthew, don't be afraid, everyone just found the right thing." Pandora walked to Matthew, stretched out her hand, took Pandora's hand, and the two walked out of the church together.

"The right thing?"

"That's right, just like the river will flow into the ocean, and the sun will rise in the east and set in the west, they found the direction of faith."

"I don't understand...but seeing everyone like this scares me."

"It's okay, I'll always be with you."

Matthew nodded with a smile. Although Pandora's little hand was a bit cold to hold, he didn't feel a trace of cold when he was by her side.

Maybe it was the warmth emanating from Pandora that gave Matthew some encouragement.

The two walked to the flower garden, where the gamblers had already trampled it in disgrace, the flowers were buried in the soil, and the petals withered everywhere.

"It's a pity, it's hard to plant flowers."

"It's okay, I will plant them well, and next season, the place will be full of flowers again."

"Yes, I am looking forward to it..."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the ice gradually spread from Matthew's limbs. At this time, Matthew's heart had stopped beating, and the ice layer penetrated into her skin, sealing her body forever.

Until the time of his death, Matthew still kept that smile.

"This world is very painful. For you, dying is far happier than living."

Pandora absorbs Matthew's soul and stores it in a certain space, where there will be no pain and disaster, and Matthew will live in the dream created by her.