Chapter 351 Phantom (Part 1)

After Mayne finished his salute, he helped the Pope back onto the cart.

"Zero," O'Brien gasped, and called out in a low voice.

The pure man in white came out of a small door on one side, his footsteps were light and barely audible, "I am here."

The archbishop frowned. He didn't expect that there would be pure people in such a secret place. Although they were all brought up by the pope after awakening and served the crown for life, but...these women are witches after all. Moreover, the other party seemed to know the existence of the Reflection Church earlier than himself, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"Take him to the Hall of Visions."

"Hmm." She walked to the altar, pressed down on the stone scripture placed on the table, the magic power flashed, and the giant painting behind it rose slowly, revealing a dark metal gate. Then Zero removed the pendant from the Pope's neck, inserted the spar pendant into the door lock and twisted it, and there was a click from inside the iron door, and it opened inward.

After she took out the pendant, she didn't return it to His Majesty O'Brien, but handed it to Mayne.

The archbishop looked back at the Pope, who nodded, "Take it, you will keep it from now on. Whether it is the library of the Privy Temple or the secret door of the research institution, this spar can be used Come open it."

"Let's go," Zero smiled, took Mayne's hand, and walked into the room behind the giant painting—this should be where the ground church does not exist. In the same position, there is only one door facing Hull. Floor-to-ceiling windows in Metz Plateau.

The room looks very spacious, with a circular structure, almost half the size of the prayer hall, and can accommodate dozens of people standing side by side. It is difficult to connect it with the "secret room". However, there is nothing in the huge space, it looks empty, and the only place to sit is a stone bench extending along the curved wall.

After the metal door was closed, Mayne shook off the hand of the pure one, "Did Your Majesty let you in?"

Jie Luo said indifferently, "If I don't come in, who will activate the phantom magic stone? You can't drive the magic power."

Such a rude answer made Mayne feel suffocated. It seems that she is still thinking of herself as a witch crowned by O'Brien. When she takes over the scepter and takes charge of the church, she must definitely let her understand that not only the Pope himself, Archbishops with succession qualifications are also objects of respect.

"Then let's start," he held back the emotions surging in his heart, and sat down on the stone bench.

"Yes, my lord," Zero opened a dark board on the wall, and pressed her hand on the magic stone, "but please be prepared, because it's my first time to activate this thing."

first? Didn't she live for more than two hundred years? Didn't she participate in the previous pope handover ceremony? Mayne felt a little strange in his heart, but before he had time to think about it, a dazzling light flashed, and he was surprised to find that he was already in the darkness.

This pitch blackness is so pure that no light source can be seen at all. The walls, floors and stone benches seem to have disappeared. He seems to be swallowed by a giant beast in the abyss. He suddenly loses the concept of distance. Everything is black. Lowering your head, even your own body is buried in it.

Mayne held his breath, and cautiously stretched out his hand to touch down. The stone bench was still under him, stomping his feet, and the same was true for the floor, which made him a little more relaxed. It seemed that he was not transferred to a new basement, but that the magic stone's ability swallowed up all the light here. ,

But in such a dark situation, how could it be possible to see the "truth" that His Majesty said?

As if to answer his question, the ground lit up again, but it was obvious that this was not the scene in the secret room. Every stone slab was polished smooth and bright, with intricate and exquisite patterns engraved on it, reflecting the faint blue colored luster. Soon there was light from the top of his head, and he was surprised to see a transparent skylight appearing on the roof, through which he could even see the clear sky and clouds outside.

After a while, other furnishings in the room also appeared one by one: a round marble table, chairs in a circle, maps and glasses placed on the table, curtains hanging around and decorative swords and shields standing on them, and hanging on the A giant horned deer head at the top of the main entrance.

Then came the figures.

Mayne couldn't believe it when he saw lifelike images of women appearing in his field of vision. They wore gorgeous robes and sat around the round table. Among them, they were sitting facing the hall door. The one at the head of the crowd was red-haired. The Witch King. Her hands are drooping and folded in front of her body, her head is held high, her eyes are looking straight ahead, while other people's eyes are all focused on her body, everything looks like a realistic picture scroll.

Is this what the hallucinations represent? Mayne thought to himself, when the scene in front of him was so rich that it was indistinguishable from the real scene, everyone seemed to come alive in an instant.

"Everyone, the trial of the God's Punishment Army has been successful," said a witch beside Akaris. "They are currently extremely fierce, fearless of life and death, and infinitely powerful—even weak auxiliary witches can Transformed into powerful warriors no less than the original transcendent. In addition, they also have the characteristic of disrupting the release of magic power, which undoubtedly has a great advantage when facing mad demons and hell lords who also need to drive magic stones to fight."

"But the transformation ritual needs to consume the witch's life, and I heard that not everyone can be transformed successfully." Someone said.

"It's just some irrelevant details," she spread her hands, "I believe that as the research continues, Quest will definitely find a way to make up for it."

"Don't say it so easily, Elaine, we are a minority, and every witch is precious!" The man frowned.

"What's the difference between dying at the hands of the devil and dying in a ceremony," Elaine said with her head held high. "At least the latter can still make a final contribution to the Federation."

"What did you say--"

"Enough." Akaris said softly, although the voice was very low, but the scene fell silent instantly, and everyone shut their mouths, waiting for what the Witch King would say next.

"Mortal men cannot defeat the devil, my sisters," she said quietly. "We can do nothing, enjoy this last piece of peace, and wait quietly for the next invasion of the devil, and then history will wipe us out. We You can also make a last-ditch effort, put your hope on God's Punishment Warrior, and make sacrifices for it. I admit that this is a difficult choice, but as long as human beings can continue, the line of witches will never be cut off."

"Although I am the queen of Fallen Star City, I am willing to give you this important choice: do you want to give up resistance and die quietly, or do you want to avenge the lost sisters, drive the devil out of the dawn realm, and recreate the witch? The glory of the past is your freedom."

"Of course, no one present can personally participate in the third battle of divine will, so no matter what choice we make, we can spend this short life safely. Remember, the choices you make now are not just for yourself , but also for the group of witches... so that future sisters can still see the smile of the gods."

"If you disagree, please stand up now."

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