The next day, under the leadership of Archbishop Brandon, Marvey arrived at the potions warehouse of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate, to be precise, it should be a small church in the city of Westminster, which seems to be inconspicuous on the surface, but in fact it is close to St. Paul's Cathedral and the Witcher's headquarters, and next to the Scotland Yard Police Headquarters, which is extremely well protected.

From the point of view of protection, this should be the first line of the second only to St. Paul's Cathedral, after all, the potion materials are not as precious as the transcendent items, even if they are lost, they can be collected again, they are consumables, and the most precious transcendent items are all stored in the treasure vault of St. Paul's Cathedral, except for the Pope and the three archbishops, no one is qualified to approach - except for the goddess and the administrator.

Even so, this small church called Yindian is also a church center, and the doors are closed on weekdays, and the doors are only open when the goods arrive.

"Yindian Church is different from other church institutions, it is not open to the public, there are three cardinals and a saint woman living on weekdays, and ordinary believers are not qualified to be close...."Archbishop Brandon introduced while walking towards Yindian Church, and the priests and monks on duty inside noticed in advance, and hurriedly opened the door and let Archbishop Brandon and Mavi and Yunia pass.

Behind the heavy black stone door, there is an ordinary-looking evangelistic hall, the area is not large, can only accommodate two or three hundred people, under the colorful glass stands a statue of a masked goddess, from the appearance, does not fit any of the goddesses of health, wealth, and sin.

"This... Presumably the legendary goddess of fate. Ma Wei stared at the statue and said, "Am I right? ”

"Yes." Archbishop Brandon put his finger against his eyebrows and saluted the statue: "This is Derote, the goddess of fate, whether it is the goddess of health or the goddess of wealth, she is the embodiment of her greatness...."The Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate is a polytheistic religion and a monotheistic religion, according to Mavi's understanding, they compare themselves to fate, believing that fate is made up of health, wealth, and sin, and even in their teachings, they constantly promote the oracle of fate.

The clergy of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny believe that a person's life goes through three stages: youth, middle age, and old age.

When you are young, you need the protection of Wild, the goddess of health, and only in this way can you grow up healthy, and at this stage, people should worship Wild, the goddess of health.

When entering middle age, in order to live a better life, people begin to pursue wealth, and at this time, they should worship Nanelde, the goddess of wealth.

When the sixtieth birthday is old, the old age, life is close to dusk, the body is exhausted, the mentality has changed, wealth has become a foreign object, people begin to repent of the sins they have committed in their lives, and want to ascend to the legendary Yindian Garden after death, be accepted by the goddess, and the soul can rest in peace.

In order to atone for their sins, one should worship Tilde, the goddess of sin, and pay for one's sins when he is old but still capable of moving, so that when the end of life comes, the soul can pass the test of the goddess and enter the Yindian Garden.

From birth, adulthood to old age, the things propagated by the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate run through life, in the era when the survival rate of babies is low to terrifying, believing in health seems to have become a common pursuit of all people, and the wealth behind it has captured people's precise needs, as for sin.... In the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate, Nanerde, the goddess of wealth, has the most followers, followed by Wild, the goddess of health, and Tilde, the goddess of sin. Tilde, the goddess of sin with the fewest followers, is the strongest of the three goddesses, while Nanel, the goddess of wealth with the most followers, is the weakest, which happens to be inversely proportional to the number of believers.

For this phenomenon, Ma Wei didn't understand it at first, but later found out that no matter which of the three goddesses the believer believes, the power of faith will be provided to the Trinity goddess of fate, Derote, that is, the strength of the three goddesses Wild, Nande, and Tilde has nothing to do with the number of believers in each, but with the combined goddess of fate Derote!

Derote, the goddess of fate who has collected a large number of believers, divides the power fairly among the three goddesses, and Nanel, the goddess of wealth who has too many believers, needs to appear regularly in order to maintain her faith, compared to her sister Tilde, who has few believers and has mastered the country of death, she consumes more power, and the weakest strength should be.

What's more, Nanelde, the goddess of wealth, is not good at fighting, she belongs to the most popular blessed god among believers, just like the God of Wealth, whoever sees it must bow down!

Nanelde, the goddess of wealth, is the busiest, while Tilde, the goddess of sin, is 'idle'.

Yunia stared at the tall statue of Derote, the goddess of fate, in front of her, not in awe, but in curiosity.

The deity of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Fate seemed very strange to her, Derota never showed up, only three doppelgangers took over the faith of the believers, and so far, no one has seen her face.

There may have been before, but two thousand years have passed, and human beings who have seen the face of the goddess of fate, Derote, have long been turned into dry bones in the mound, a handful of yellow sand, from the relevant records, later generations of believers can only know that Derota was born extremely beautiful, comparable to the god of beauty.

The Holy Maiden in charge of guarding the Yindian Church worships Nanelde, the goddess of wealth, and the top administrator here is Archbishop Brandon, who is the treasurer of the church, managing the church's accounts and has a high prestige.

"Destiny, there is no particularly clear definition." Archbishop Brandon looked at the statue and sighed: "Human thinking is very complicated, some people always want to break free from the shackles of fate, but they don't know that their resistance is a link of fate, everything has long been doomed...." Isn't this a hooligan?

If there is no trajectory, what is the fate? Ma Wei firmly believes that if there is a destiny in the world, it must be the destiny trajectory that is unique to each person first, and then there is the possibility of jumping fate.

If you go back from the result, it becomes a consequentialism, and the argument is untenable! Unless Derote, the goddess of fate, truly knows the trajectory of everyone's fate, fate is nothing but nothingness.

The pulpit hall was just a cover-up, and the real secret was hidden on the other side of the pulpit, and Archbishop Brandon took out a silver ring and put it between his fingers, and walked under the idol, where there was a small groove that matched the ring.

Inserting the ring into the groove and turning it clockwise, the huge idol suddenly moved back, revealing the pitch-black hole below, and the winding staircase descended, the damp wind poured in, accompanied by a roar, and faintly, a rumbling hum could be heard.

Lifting the kerosene lamp, Archbishop Brandon walked into the cave, followed by Mavi and Yunia, all the way down, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the light appeared in front of him.

Beyond the cavern is a huge underground tunnel, with scaffolding and railroad tracks, in which workers are busy, like an unfinished subway, but judging from the layout, this should be the starting or final station of the subway.

Under the flickering oil lamp, a red number 0 sign was printed on the wall, and seeing this number, Ma Wei was even more convinced that this was the underground railroad track!

After the plan for the London Metropolitan Underground was proposed, the final station was determined to be the Houses of Parliament, where Platform 1 was located, and for ordinary residents, they only knew Platform 1!

Platform 0 means it doesn't exist!

"Wouldn't it be moldy to keep the potion in such a humid environment?" Mavi observed the environment of the underground railroad tracks, and felt that it was gloomy and dark, and it was definitely not a good place to store potions.

"Ordinary potion materials, of course, won't be kept here." Archbishop Brandon smiled mysteriously, turned his head to look at the end of track 0, where there was a huge steel prison embedded in the stone wall, and from time to time there was a violent crashing sound: "Ordinary potion materials are nothing unusual, what I want you to see, what the church wants you to operate, is far more than just the potion material trade, but also these.... Living, transcendent creatures! ”