Today is a special day.

Both for the City of Roses and for the Temple of the Dark Moon, it is very special.

It was getting late, Mistress Sur's sun car had disappeared at the end of the horizon, Mistress Diana re-ascended to the stage of the night sky, showing light dance steps, Mistress Cello's warm wind gently blew on the faces of pedestrians, blowing away the tiredness and heat of the day, and the fragrance of Mistress Flora's flowers, with the gentle wind, spread to every corner of the outer city.

This is the outer city of the Rose Capital, the location of the Sanctuary of the Darkmoon Temple, and the spiritual home of every Darkmoon believer.

"When, when", the clock in the inner city struck six times, and in the canopy, the last ray of sunlight finally disappeared completely, the sun's domination of the sky had come to an end, and now it was the time of night, the time of the month.

The gates have been closed, the shield of the heart of the city has been opened, keeping danger and chaos out of the city, and at this time the business districts of the inner city may still be bustling with people, but the streets of the outer city have long since become empty, and people have long since returned to their homes after a hard day's work, recovering for a new and harder day.

But today is different, today is a special day, very special.

In the dim street, there was a sudden light of candles, like the starlight suddenly lit up in the night, and the candlelight came from all places, messy and sparse, and it seemed that there was no pattern at all.

However, the candlelight can be moved, and soon after it is lit, all the candlelight begins to move slowly along the streets of the outer city, slowly converging towards an invisible center.

Behind every candlelight, there was a pedestrian in a black robe with a hood over his head, who walked down the street without squinting with a candle in his hand. Even when they met other companions, these people remained silent, not even saying hello, but they naturally merged together and walked together in the same direction.

Gradually, more and more candles gathered, and the black-robed people's ranks grew larger and larger, but even though hundreds of candles had arrived in one place, only footsteps sounded on the street, not only could no sound of conversation could be heard, not even a cough.

In the breeze, the candlelight flickered, but it was never extinguished, and hundreds of dancing candles cruised through the night streets, like stars cruising the night sky. Along the way, many residents opened their windows and looked curiously, but only to look, and no one came out of their homes to interfere with the procession.

After a few blocks of detouring, the candlelight that came out of different corners of the city finally converged silently, and the faint candlelight gathered together, adding a touch of brightness to the night. Through the faint light of the candlelight and the light of the silver moon in the sky, it can be seen that the position where these black-robed pedestrians gather is an open square, and in front of the candlelight convergence, there is a tall statue of the god, the god bows his head, condescendingly looking down at the crowd gathered below, and the face carved from the cold stone has a strong tenderness and love.

A little farther away, there is a dark building, the inside of the building is pitch black, there is not a trace of light, but just looking at the towering shadows, you can feel that it is full of majesty.

From beginning to end, no one made a sound, of course, it was not really silent, the sound of candles burning, the grinding of clothes, the sound of clear footsteps, these were still there, but no one took the initiative to speak.

When the last candlelight finally arrived in the square and joined the army, the interior of the building behind the statue suddenly lit up with soft lights, under the illumination of the lights, the one hundred and ninety-nine steps representing the divine realm and the mortal world were white and flawless, extending straight upward, at the end of the stairs, the thick gate symbolizing the entrance to the kingdom of God slowly opened to the left and right, and bursts of chant floated out of the building along the open door, the song was sacred and melodious, the volume was not loud, and it did not attract attention, but it made everyone's subconscious mind unable to ignore it, and naturally accepted its existence。

In the swirling chant, it seems that a gentle voice is whispering, if there is no whisper can not hear the content, but you can feel the tranquility and serenity in it, always hovering in people's ears, like the midnight come, the mother hums when she soothes the crying baby. No, the whispers have no source, perhaps not hovering in people's ears, but lingering in people's hearts, as if suddenly awakened, and what has long been forgotten in the depths of the soul is memory.

As the soft light lit up, the people in the square held a faintly lit candle in one hand, and slowly drew a circle on their chest with the other, and their faces could not be seen clearly under the cover of the hood, but from the slow and powerful movements, they could feel the solemnity and respect of everyone's attitude.

In the open stone door, a black-robed girl slowly walked out, the girl wore a simple moon crown, held an ink-colored dark moon scepter, and the lightless pendant on her neck was obviously pitch black, but it was black and deep, and it was impossible to forget.

Instead of walking out, it was floating out, and the girl floated directly in the air, floating down the one hundred and ninety-nine steps to the ground, and finally landed in front of the hundreds of black-robed people who gathered.

With the appearance of the girl, there was a small commotion in the crowd, although no one spoke, but many people subconsciously took a step forward, as if they wanted to get closer to the girl.

"Shhhhh

The order was forbidden, and the commotion was quelled before it had even begun, and the silence in the square returned, and the girl nodded in satisfaction, and turned back with the others to face the towering idol.

Touching the chest, bowing down, under the leadership of the girl, hundreds of black-robed people made the same movements to the idol, and while saluting, everyone's lips were squirming slightly, not really making a sound, just silently telling praise and worship.

After a few seconds, the people got up again, as if they had completed some important ritual, and it could be seen that they were much more relaxed in their attitude, and even stood in a more casual manner.

The girl didn't care about this, just smiled, silently made an inviting gesture to the crowd behind her, and then took the lead to the staircase leading to the sky, and the crowd followed her as a matter of course, and walked wordlessly towards the open stone door.

When everyone left, a dark shadow flashed out of nowhere, walked up to the idol with his hands behind his back, looked up with a bright smile, and gave a thumbs up to the idol, but the next moment, he was hit on the top of his head by a small stone that fell from nowhere, and he had to chase in the direction where the crowd left with a bitter face.

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