Chapter 4: Stone Carvings of the Creator
"Don't call me by my name when you go in, don't let people know who you and I really are, when you get inside, you call me brother, and I call you ...... Junior. ”
Sost leaned against the staircase, dangling his pocket watch, and looked at Ferrante, who was changing into a black trench coat.
He was a few years older than Ferrante, and although Ferrante was a nobleman, he had to follow the rules of certain places in certain places.
Even if the principality and the church have been cracking down on cultists, as long as they can't get rid of the roots, their frenzied revenge is simply pervasive, even if you are the son of a duke.
Ferrante changed into a trench coat and put on the white mask handed by Sost, as well as a ring carved with a mysterious one-eye, acquiescing to the tentative names of the two.
"Listen, if you get lost, you can identify it by the ring, it's a sign unique to you and me, don't take off your mask, or make a random noise. ”
"Understood. ”
The good family environment made the nineteen-year-old Ferrante develop very well, even a little higher than Sost.
With that, the two men looked at each other, and Ferrante followed Sost into a staircase that led to the underground.
The wooden spiral staircase creaked, and Sost walked slowly in front of him with a candle.
Ferrante behind him was thoughtful, according to this staircase pattern, the two of them have been walking vertically downward.
At the same time, the familiarity on Sost's body reappeared, so that Ferrante couldn't raise a trace of caution, he didn't know that Sost felt the same way about him, otherwise he wouldn't easily contact him and cooperate with him.
After walking for about ten minutes, I heard the sound of water in my ears and a brighter light source in front of me.
As the two of them walked down the stairs, Ferrante did a good job of hiding the shock in his eyes, the underground staircase at 32 Crown Street actually led to the underground sewer system of Sears City.
Legend has it that half of Sears was once destroyed by the war, and when it was renovated, the royal family invited the Grand Instructor of Evos City to personally design this set of underground waterways that run through the city.
"Wouldn't it be too dangerous to choose here, the guards on patrol at night are right above us. "Ferrante has now determined that this is definitely a secret cult organization, and maybe there will be a 'baptism' ceremony for newcomers tonight.
"Rest assured, the lowest part of this underground waterway is also three meters high, almost impossible to block, Sears City has not been cleaned in decades, and the most dangerous place is the safest place. ”
As if to dispel the concerns of the rand, Sost continued: "There is indeed a 'baptism' ceremony tonight, but don't worry, it's not you, with the Bloodclaw Badge, you will be the old man here by default." ”
"Then how can you have two?" Ferrante keenly grasped the question.
Soster smiled leisurely and waved his hand to follow: "When the person dies, the thing is naturally mine." ”
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"Master, young master, he ......"
In the dining room, Duke Roy drank hangover sugar water and listened to the old butler's report.
"Don't worry, this kid is very sensible, I'll talk to him. ”
With that, Duke Roy walked up to the second floor and came to the door of Ferrante's room.
But even knocked on the door several times and no one answered, Duke Roy frowned, according to his son's habit, it was not time to go to bed at this time, and Ferrante slept very lightly......
Without hesitation, Duke Roy forced the door open, leaving only the empty room and the unclosed windows.
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The underground waterways of Sears City are intricate, mainly because there are no ground markers, and it is easy to get lost in this dim underground.
The two Ferrantes waited in place for a while, and then they saw a small boat sailing out of the corner not far away, and the boatman was shrouded in black robes, and there were many people on the boat who were also dressed in black and wearing white masks.
The first impression of these people on Ferrante was cold, death-like coldness, like lifeless tombstones.
"Remember, I'll tell you, be dumb, and don't trust anyone with a mask, no matter how perverse his enthusiasm may be. ”
Soster also deliberately flashed the ring as he spoke, and the mysterious one-eyed gave people an inexplicable sense of spiritual stability, and the two of them boarded the boat in silence and slowly sailed to the passage on the other side.
Ferrante thought that his memory was not bad, but after ten minutes of wandering, he could only freeze like a wooden man, and he forgot where he was in Sears.
Eventually, the boat stopped at the confluence of several waterways, and a rudimentary wooden door had been artificially opened in the wall beside it.
The crowd disembarked and entered, with Sost walking behind and Ferrante following closely behind.
Behind the door is an empty hall with pitted walls, which obviously did not belong to the original design of the underground sewer, and was deliberately excavated by later generations.
At this time, there were already a lot of people gathered in the hall, all dressed in black and wearing white masks, and Ferrante seemed to be late for this wave.
The two of them fell at the end of the crowd, but fortunately the steps did not affect the line of sight.
At the front of the hall, a large brazier was lit in the center of the crowd's gaze, which became the main source of light here.
Behind the brazier, against the wall was the claws of a large, inexplicable creature, at least Ferrante could not think of any animal with claws taller than a man, and his first thought was that it must be a lacquered stone carving.
The claws were pointed upwards, and the huge claws were decorated into a dark and majestic throne, and the pieces of scale armor looked like that.
Something seemed to hang on the wall above the throne, but it was covered by a black cloth.
Next to the brazier, a figure in a white mask spoke first, and an old voice was heard.
"Brothers, fellow believers, thank you today for the gift of the gods to bring us together, yes, we have four new companions who need your witness, blessing and recognition together. ”
The old man waved his hand, and four figures walked out of the corner on the side, looking at the footsteps and the twisting of the palms, it should also be full of tension and apprehension.
In fact, Ferrante was the same, but he fell at the end of the crowd, and only Sost on the side could detect it.
Then, under the guidance of the old man, everyone began to hold an initiation ceremony for the four newcomers, without bells and whistles, just everyone touched their chests with one hand and chanted inexplicable prayers in a deep voice.
Sost followed along, but Ferrante had no choice but to make up for it.
But there was one thing he was curious about, shouldn't these so-called cult initiation ceremonies see some blood?
Soon, the four newcomers were awarded the same badges of the Evil Claw, signifying that they had officially joined the area as followers of an alternative god.
Then the whole hall fell silent, only the crackling of the brazier, and the old man counted the number of people, and continued to speak:
"Not only the four of you are fortunate today, but all the believers of the Lord here are lucky, because you will be here to witness the figure of the Lord and look to the glory of the Lord. ”
"He is our first cradle, our last harbor, He is the source of all things, and the end of all things, from whom all things begin and from whom the world ends. ”
"The sun, the night, the death, the nature, the beasts, the sea, all the authority comes from Him, He is the King of the gods, the Creator of the world, the Father of all things in the world!"
"Him...... is what we should follow...... One true God!"
The old man whispered the last four words in the most respectful tone, and turned to lift the black cloth on the throne.
A one-meter-square stone carving appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and a low voice was heard in the hall, and even with masks, you could imagine their expressions.
But Ferrante had a strange face, wouldn't it be too childish to use such a thing as proof of the existence of faith? You must know that the Church of Light has never stopped searching for the existence of gods, and I heard that the preserved evidence is piled up in half of the warehouse.
The stone carvings look very old, and the picture is very blurry, but a figure can be vaguely seen on the high platform with open hands, speaking something to the audience.
Above the figure was a starry sky, and below the stage was a long table of robed people sitting around a long table full of abundant food.
This is the Creator?Ferrante couldn't help but be deeply worried about the intelligence of the people around him.
But Sost on the side laughed under the mask, staring at the stone carving with his eyes like torches, and said silently in his heart: "Finally appeared, the legendary source of magic, the one closest to God, the founder of the magic academy that only exists in ancient texts, is it ridiculous that you actually regard him as the creator?"
Ferrante and Sost, the father and son in their previous lives, had different thoughts, and quietly watched the old man keep praising the figure carved in the stone.
This is the great Creator, and even the glory of all the gods is only a small gift. ”
"Today, let us welcome Him!"
As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone cheered enthusiastically for the first time, but it was so strange and strange in this environment.
Ferrante and Sost looked at each other and frowned together, and Sost shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know that such a change would occur.
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