Chapter 677 The True Image of the Nine Pillar Gods

The 21st ring, the end of the endless corridor. It was a round hall as sacred and magnificent as a chapel.

After entering the door, the first thing Aiwas saw was this scene-

The wooden floor was red, and the ceiling was dark red. It looked like the heart of some huge monster.

Thousands of white candles of different heights were burning in the room, and the room was filled with a faint, sacred incense.

The statues of the nine pillars of gods were fanned out in order and embedded in their respective square shrines. It looked like a huge painting, but these paintings were sunken into the wall, and the nine pillars of gods in the "paintings" maintained different postures and appeared in square frames of different colors.

Different offerings were placed in the left and right corners of each "frame". Basically, they were different flowers, different gems, and candles of different colors, placed in different numbers and orders.

From left to right, the nine pillars of gods were arranged according to the holy number.

As we all know, the nine pillars of gods have different incarnations. But the Theocracy has a unique definition of the "official image" of the Nine Pillars.

Although there are religious paintings in churches in other countries, there are no complete statues, and any form of unauthorized painting is not allowed - this is the "permission" and "discourse" controlled by the Theocracy. Only a few temples that honor a certain pillar god will enshrine holy images.

And generally speaking, only here can the highest-level holy images of the Nine Pillars be seen at the same time.

——Hengwo on the far left looks like a plump young girl.

She kneels on the ground, facing the lake, with her hands crossed on her chest or shoulders. She has almost no clothes on her body, only translucent black crystals shaped into tentacles, which tightly bind her from behind and cover her key parts.

She has very long straight black hair, and her face cannot be seen because she lowers her head. The long hair falls to the ground, mixed with her calves and feet. But the hair that touches the ground turns into black snakes.

And those tentacles that emerged from the depths of darkness like vines, the end of which spread all the way to the deep red vortex behind her. The part of the tentacles close to the vortex is blood red, and there are dark gold vertical pupils like wolves emerging from the vortex.

On the right side of Hengwo is the twin mirror.

But the image of the twin mirror is not a mirror.

He looks like a beauty sitting on a chair.

Two people who look almost identical, with the same light golden hair, are sitting back to back on a chair like a high-rise cake, looking like butterflies horizontally copied by a mirror.

The same shawl hair, the same emerald pupils, all have the same beautiful appearance. But from some details of the expression, you can see that the left side is a man and the right side is a woman.

The man curled his left leg on the chair, and his right leg was relaxed and downward. His left fist supported his cheek, looking relaxed and lazy, with his head and eyes drooping.

The female twins were just the opposite. They curled up their right legs and kicked their left legs forward playfully. They raised their heads slightly, with the tips of their left index and middle fingers against their chins. They all looked out of the picture, with friendly smiles on their faces, as if with a hint of teasing.

Even the offerings placed on the left and right corners of the shrine were completely symmetrical.

This was the first time Aiwas had seen the images of these two pillar gods. So he looked at them carefully and memorized them in his heart.

And one more to the right was the most common candlestick.

The candlestick was a huge red crystal stag with forked antlers on its head. And each antler burned with white candlelight - there was no difference.

Wei Zhe was a hunchbacked old man. He wore a hooded robe, with deep eye sockets, and one eye was pure white, but his other deep blue eye was extremely deep, like a bottomless ice lake.

His mouth was dry like an old man, and seemed to be sewn with black thread. The old man's right hand was hanging down, as if hiding something in his sleeve. His raised left hand held up a slate, on which ancient words were jumping like lightning. From his raised left arm, you can see the muscles hidden under the robe.

Sand Timer is also an old man, but he looks much more energetic.

He is wearing a yellow robe, with white beard and white hair, and his slightly long and thin old face looks extremely serious. Behind him is a huge hourglass with sand flowing continuously, and his hands are folded in his sleeves in front of him.

The sixth Lord of Scales and Feathers showed a different appearance from what Aiwas knew.

He was hidden in the shadows, and only the shaking green feathers and dark blue scales could be vaguely seen. His image seemed to be constantly changing, sometimes green, and sometimes blue. But because of the large shadow, only a little bit of the exposed features could be seen.

The Silver Crown Dragon was a sleeping white dragon perched on an iceberg. He wore a majestic and sacred silver crown on his head, and his wings were also a brilliant silver-gray. The chilling air visible to the naked eye was like dry ice melting at room temperature, and it was still flowing out of the shrine...

Evans quickly passed over the Silver Crown Dragon and the Snake Father, the pillar gods he had seen, and looked at the last one, Amber.

——From the several pillar gods that Aihuas had seen, at least the difference should not be particularly large. The most different one is the boss... But considering that the boss is also the god of concealment and change, it is obviously normal for him to show a special image to the outside world.

The pillar god "Amber" of the Dusk Road is actually a white-haired girl wrapped in a dusk-colored crystal.

She has no accessories or clothes on her body. She looks like she is sealed and buried here.

She curled up like a baby, and seemed to be trying to hold something. The snow-white long hair was naturally curved, as if it was going to be wrapped into a cocoon, vaguely wrapping her inside. But this crystal seemed not to be a crystal, because the long hair in the crystal could actually float slightly, as if floating in amniotic fluid.

Aihuas also saw with his sharp eyes that a pair of pure white small wings extended from the position of Amber's ears. Two large pure white wings extended from her back, overlapping forward, covering her body that was almost blocked by her long hair. On both sides of the feet that the wings could not cover, there was another pair of wings about the same size as the ears.

The girl's body was so white that it was almost transparent... or in other words, the sculptor wanted to express such a kind of "transparency" that was looming. Compared with her body, the three pairs of pure white wings were more eye-catching.

"... So Amber is like this?"

Aiwass murmured: "Amber turned out to be a harpy..."

This was the first time Aiwass saw Amber's appearance - there were no holy images or paintings dedicated to Amber in the Candlelight Cathedral of Avalon. He didn't even know whether Amber was a man or a woman, or what race she was... Considering that Amber became a pillar god in the "Cicada Shedding" incident, then He should have gender.

Aiwass didn't know how long the harpy's lifespan was, nor did he know whether they looked young or old.

But from Amber's facial features, it seemed that she could still see a sense of immaturity. From a human point of view, she looked at most fifteen or sixteen years old.

This made Aiwass hesitate a little.

Amber... As the "God of the Peak, the God of Perfect Eternity", how come she looks so young?

He still remembered that Amber had been the strongest pillar god since the cicada molting incident.

And the image of the pillar god should be similar to when they were in power - of course, there is no evidence for this, it is just a conclusion that Aiwass inferred from experience and intuition. But if that's the case, then Amber is too young...

In front of the nine statues, there is a long table more than usual.

At this moment, the pure white saint did not kneel in front of the nine pillar gods as usual, but sat in the middle of the long table, facing Aiwas and his group who were walking towards the statue.

She was slightly closing her eyes and chanting a melodious hymn in a low voice. It was a sacred music that was enough to cleanse the soul. Just listening to it would make you feel healed - this is not an exaggeration. People with diseases may really be cured as long as they hear this song.

The saint sat in front of the sand clock, which was also in the middle of the entire circular room.

There were only three seats on the other side of the long table. The seat on the right side of the Saint was empty.

The person on the left side of the Saint was Master Janice, who looked at Isabel in surprise.

"... Why are you here?"

Janice whispered.

Isabel raised the corner of her mouth, stretched out a finger to her lips, and answered silently with her mouth: "This is a secret."

Although she was responding to Janice, Isabel's eyes were almost uncontrollably attracted to the Pure White Saint.

To be precise, she was attracted by the chest of the Pure White Saint on the table.

At this moment, the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of the Pure White Saint's hands were pressed together, forming a pyramid on the table. But this is not a pyramid formed by a hollow top... It's better to say that she is resting her arms on her chest.

Isabel: ? ? ?

So, so big...

The young half-elf queen opened her eyes wide and exclaimed silently.

——Is it really reasonable to be so big?

She puffed her cheeks and asked the nature silently.

She quietly turned her head to look at Aiwas, and found that Aiwas was not staring at the Pure White Saint, but was looking at the Pillar God Amber, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing Aiwas, the Pure White Saint nodded slightly to her left, indicating Aiwas to walk over here: "In front of the Lord of Scales and Feathers."

"Got it, Your Highness."

Aiwas said, and pulled Isabel to the side.

Soon, Aiwas found his seat right in front of the Lord of Scales and Feathers.

On the back of the huge chair that looked like the one used in the promotion ceremony, "Aiwas" was written in the elf's cursive font. There was also a small chair on each side.

When Aiwas and the other two sat down, several elf girls who were also wearing nun clothes soon came over and served them drinks.

It was a crystal clear liquid like a ruby.

Aiwas sniffed.

——This is Holy Tree No. 1.

He judged the taste of this fine wine just by the aroma.

After the little girl with long gray hair poured three glasses of wine attentively, Aiwass smiled and said to her softly, "Thank you."

The girl was slightly startled, and then looked at Aiwass with a smile on his face. She finally saw the face of the young cardinal clearly.

"...Human, human?"

The girl's originally expressionless, doll-like face now subconsciously showed a hint of surprise and joy. Her eyes showed a strong desire "I want to touch him". But she subconsciously glanced at the photographer at the door of the room, and finally suppressed her desire.

"You're so cute."

The girl whispered: "Your Majesty Cardinal."

Then, the girl bowed her head slightly and saluted. Then he turned around and left with a slight smile on his face.

After the girl left, Isabel asked in a low voice: "Who is she? Is she the Pope's maid?"

"No," Aiwass said softly, "If it weren't for us...she would be this generation's candidate saint."

"...Such a young child?"

"Even though she is young, she should be close to it even if she is not over 100."

Aiwass said casually, then raised his head and looked around.

From here you can hear Her Majesty the Holy Virgin singing up close. And the drink is the best wine in the world, Holy Tree No. 1 brewed with the blood of the apostles... I have to say, it is really delicious.

He arrived early, so there weren't many people around Aiwass yet. Only the section between the eternal self and the twin mirrors had more people, and he was the first to come here.

Suddenly, Aiwass felt someone push his shoulder gently from behind.

He turned around with his right side and saw that Lily had turned back and was looking at him.

The young man behind was smiling and waving to Aiwass.

He put on pure white robes, so that Aiwass didn't recognize him for a while. Later, looking at his bright smile, I realized that this was the cardinal codenamed "Topa", Siegfried.

He was followed by a woman with long silver hair and a strong man with brown hair. Both of them are pure-blood elves.

"My wife, Kriemhild."

Siegfried said with a smile, putting his arm around the male's shoulders: "This is my brother. Which one is your wife?"

"this."

Aiwass said with a chuckle, and took Isabel's hand: "Her name is Isabel."

"Half-elf..."

Siegfried looked at Isabel thoughtfully and said, "She seems familiar to me."

Humans have the same cuteness bonus as cats and dogs for elves - but if they are half-elves, they will immediately lose this special allure.

Although in human aesthetics, half-elves may even be cuter than pure-blood elves. Because they have both the noble and delicate appearance of elves and the round cheek contours of humans. But in the elf aesthetics... half-elf is probably equivalent to a kind of Furui. Among extreme elf sects, it may even feel weird to the point of nausea.

Only a few elves are particularly fond of half-elves, and Siegfried is clearly not one of them.

This is actually the reason why it is difficult for half-elves to gain a high status in the Theocracy - even elves also like to look at their faces. It's just a different aesthetic.

"Do you always bring your wife here?"

Avas suddenly felt confident.

Originally, when he brought Isabel here, he was worried that it would break the rules.

"Not necessarily, for example, Cardinal Favna..."

Siegfried whispered.

At this moment, Cardinal Favna came over.