After nightfall, Caesar walked over the arched bridge made of stone, ready to attend the assembly of worshippers.

In any country, there are so-called upper and lower class residents, and the gap between rich and poor makes them feel as if they live in different worlds, and the Sai Bay Tavern is located in a slum where sunlight is scarce all day long, and unlike the commercial districts that thrive after dark, the night here can be said to be almost uninhabited, only during the haunting of sneaky outlaws.

But this day was different, and Caesar noticed that there were also scattered people in front and back, whose destinations seemed to coincide with him, and these fellows seemed to have made an appointment, all dressed in robes that concealed their bodies, and their faces were enclosed in black hoods, keeping their distance from each other and guarding each other.

Caesar strolled leisurely, unhurried behind a religiously charged pedestrian, and the procession passed a block before turning left and right into the dilapidated little shop deep in the ghetto, the Cibay Tavern.

He had the impression that the meetings set up in taverns were usually lively and lively with a large number of people, but after entering the tavern, Caesar found that this was not the case, and the tavern was deserted at night, with few customers inside, sitting quietly in their respective places to drink, and a waiter standing at the front desk, intently and patiently wiping the wine glass in his hand.

"What do you want to drink?" The waiter looked up to greet Caesar, then showed a slightly apologetic smile and added, "There are few people today, so you may not be able to make up the game." ”

Caesar looked left and right, but did not see the man who had followed him before, and asked, "What about the last person who came in?" ”

The waiter was silent for a few seconds: "What are you looking for him?" ”

"I'm here for the rally." Caesar pulls out the papyrus leaflet he had received.

Some kind of perception spell was triggered, and the slum tavern attendant was actually a hidden spellcaster, who was surveying Caesar's physical condition at this moment, of course, because the gap between the two was too large, and the waiter could not get any real information about Caesar.

After getting the information that Caesar wanted to show, the attendant, who was originally vigilant, smiled again and raised his chin behind Caesar: "Wright, take this gentleman in." ”

A man who had been sitting in his seat looked like a drinker stood up, walked up to Caesar, and gestured to him in a friendly manner, "Come with me." ”

He led Caesar to the tavern's kitchen, then descended the stairs, stopping in the underground storage room, then tapping on the dusty and cracked walls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of slow and audible tapping echoed, and Caesar realized that it was a secret door, and that what happened after entering the tavern surprised him a little, he did not expect that this "assembly" was not as loose as it seemed, and that these self-worshipping guys had formed some kind of organization that should not be underestimated, and that they were strict and cautious, and that there were professionals on board.

How could such an organization spread leaflets on the streets to attract members? This casual way of development is incompatible with their current caution.

The wall door was pulled open from the inside, revealing a dim and deep passage, and the man who opened the door for them made eye contact with Wright, nodding to each other, and then Wright stopped and said that his task was over, and Caesar, who had changed the way, did not show any special emotion, and followed the other person into the passage without a single glance.

The tunnel is very deep, winding all the way down, although there are braziers every twenty meters or so for lighting, but it is still dark and damp, and from time to time water droplets seep out of the rock wall above the head, dripping on the ropes, wooden stakes and other debris randomly stacked on both sides of the tunnel, giving them an unpleasant smell.

After turning a corner again, the space ahead suddenly opened up, and the builders here had dug a huge cavern in the ground and decorated it like an altar and a palace, and a statue of a black dragon stood proudly against the wall, it spread its huge wings, and its neck hung down, the scales on its neck were delicate, and its fierce head was less than two people above the ground, and the people on the altar could even touch its hideous teeth on tiptoe.

This statue alone is worth a lot!

At this moment, a lot of people had gathered in the underground palace, talking in groups, most of these people were wearing black robes, and some were wearing masks of different shapes.

"Raw face, is it a new member?"

A woman wandering at the entrance to the dungeon noticed Caesar, who had just arrived, and smiled at him after receiving an affirmative reply from the guide: "Welcome, welcome." ”

Caesar noticed that she was wearing a badge on her chest, which painted him ugly, and that her head and forelimbs were a little deformed, and that she was not even as majestic as the statue in the dungeon, and at the same time, he saw two guards carrying a plank out and passing Caesar.

There was a corpse lying on it, blue and black, with shriveled muscles, and a painful expression on its face that had frozen before death, this corpse had shrunk terribly, and there was no blood and vitality left in its body, as if it had been sucked dry by something.

The guard noticed Caesar's eyes and covered the body with a black cloth.

"It's the Lamb." The woman he spoke to explained: "We are all lambs at all necessary moments. As long as he can please the Black Emperor, he will not hesitate to pay for his life. ”

Caesar withdrew his gaze from the corpse with a strange expression: "Do you really worship 'Him' so much?" ”

"Of course." The woman showed a reasonable expression: "The Black Emperor is the savior, the only true god of Eladia, and he will lead his dependents and servants to sweep across the entire continent, subverting the original corrupt world and reforging the order." ”

After listening to the woman's words, several believers next to her nodded one after another, and someone added: "I have been disappointed in the Andriy Kingdom, the stupid royal family and nobles are no longer able to lead the people forward, and we urgently need the salvation of the Black Wing Empire." ”

"Before that, we have to make the temples of those false gods disappear first." It was proposed.

A cool breeze blows, the candles in the grotto hall flicker, everyone is immediately silenced, and a masked man ascends the altar and begins to preach, claiming that the Black Emperor is the resurrected incarnation of the dead ancient dragon god Kalankarat, the supreme god who controls the world of life and death and darkness, and that he was crucified in the bottomless ocean of the underworld in his previous life, and reopened his eyes after thousands of years, and at the same time, the masked man told many strange things about Caesar that he did not even know about.

Eventually, the masked man made a mission to the faithful, asking them to scrape together 30,000 gold coins and five "lambs" to sacrifice at the next assembly.

"I said that I obviously didn't send infiltrators to the countries of the Riverlands, how could I suddenly have a group of fanatical believers." Caesar lamented in his heart, "It turned out to be a fraudulent organization in my name. ”

You damn guys...... The black dragon's originally good mood suddenly became very bad.

"Enough!"

Just as Caesar was thinking about how to pinch the group of guys on and off the stage to death, a young man who was obviously attending the rally for the first time jumped up, pointed at the masked human envoy and shouted: "Shut up, you ignorant fellow, put away your stupid and ridiculous lies, how can the Black Emperor be interested in a mere 30,000 gold coins if he owns the entire Northern Empire?" If you don't dare to show your true face, you will have to pay for your lies. ”

Caesar scratched his head, it seems that this place is not all liars, but also his own sane and pious believers, this young man who could not help but speak out was obviously out of anger, thinking that the masked man god had insulted the noble black emperor, and all kinds of swear words rushed out in a row, and greeted the masked man with the most vicious curse.

The crowd swelled, and the newcomers took it as a bustle, and many looked approving, while the old believers went up angrily, demanding that the young man be reprimanded for his disrespect and that he should be crucified and burned.

The masked man stopped the crowd, he didn't look angry, and said calmly: "Ignorant child, do you know that I am a descendant of the Black King, what gives you the courage to be ignorant and dare to question my sacredness. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man was still confident: "Is what I said wrong?" ”

Caesar watched this scene with interest, and the young man's words woke everyone present, and he wanted to know how this so-called "black king's blood" would prove his identity.

"Very well, you don't need to repent, and you don't need to plead for forgiveness." The oracle said lightly, "For I will tell the Black Emperor that there is a lamb waiting for him, and just in time to show you a ......."

He looked at all the believers present: "The majestic figure of our Lord. ”

The masked man took out a small ball from under the black robe, carefully and reverently placed it on the solid ground of the altar, and the ball immediately began to pulsate, shining with black light, as if a black mist was brewing in it.

The cold wind swept through the underground cavern, and people fell to their knees tremblingly, and suddenly, the ball could no longer withstand the powerful energy inside, and it collapsed and shattered, and a pungent black smoke drifted out from the ball, constantly rolling upward, and the black smoke continued to surge, and finally appeared a form.

"Who is calling my name?"

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