After bowing, Mayne helped the Pope back to the cart.
"Zero," O'Brien gasped and called out in a low voice.
A Pure Witch dressed in white walked out from a small door at the side. Her footsteps were so light that no sound could be heard. "I'm here."
The Archbishop frowned. He did not expect that there would be a Pure Witch in such a secret place. Although they were brought up by the Pope after their awakening and served His Holiness for the rest of their lives, but... these women were witches after all. Moreover, she seemed to know about the existence of the Reflection Church earlier than he did, which made him slightly unhappy.
"Take him to the Illusion Room."
"Okay." She walked to the prayer table and pressed on the stone-carved Holy Bible on the table. With a flash of magic power, the huge painting behind her slowly rose up and revealed a dark metal door. Zero then took the pendant from the Pope's neck and inserted it into the lock of the door. With a click, the iron door opened inward.
After taking out the pendant, she did not return it to His Holiness O'Brien, but handed it to Mayne.
The Archbishop looked back at the Pope, who nodded. "Take it. From now on, you'll be in charge of it. Whether it's the library of the Pivotal Secret Temple or the secret door of the research agency, you can use this crystal to open them. "
"Let's go." Zero smiled and took Mayne's hand. They walked into the room behind the huge painting. This should be the place where the surface church did not exist. In the same position, there was only a floor-to-ceiling window facing the Hermes Plateau.
The room looked very spacious and circular. It was about half the size of the prayer hall and could accommodate dozens of people standing side by side. It was difficult to associate it with a "secret room". However, there were no furnishings in the large space. It looked empty, and the only place to sit was a stone bench that extended along the curved wall.
After the metal door was closed, Mayne shook off the Pure Witch's hand. "Did His Holiness allow you to come in?"
Zero said indifferently, "If I don't come in, who will activate the Illusion Magic Stone? You can't activate your magic power. "
Such a rude answer made Mayne's heart skip a beat. It seemed that she still considered herself as His Holiness O'Brien's witch. When he took over the scepter and took charge of the Church, he would definitely make her understand that not only the Pope himself, but also the Archbishops who were qualified to inherit the Church were also people to be respected.
"Then let's begin." He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and sat down on the stone bench.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Zero lifted a secret board on the wall and pressed her hand on the Magic Stone. "But please be prepared, because it's also my first time activating this thing."
First time? Hadn't she lived for more than two hundred years? Had she not participated in the previous papal handover ceremonies? Mayne felt slightly strange in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it. A dazzling light flashed, and he was surprised to find himself in darkness.
The darkness was so pure that no light source could be seen at all. The walls, floor, and stone benches seemed to have disappeared. It was as if he had been swallowed by a giant beast from the abyss. Suddenly, he lost the concept of distance. The sky and the ground merged into one, and everything he could see was black. He lowered his head, and even his body was submerged in the darkness.
Mayne held his breath and carefully reached down. The stone bench was still under his body. He stamped his feet and found that the floor was the same. This made him feel a little relieved. It seemed that he hadn't been transferred to a new basement. It was just that the power of the Magic Stone had swallowed all the light here.
But how could he see the "truth" mentioned by His Holiness in such darkness?
As if to answer his question, the ground lit up again. However, it was obvious that this was not the scene in the secret room. Every stone slab was polished until it was bright and glossy. Complicated and exquisite patterns were carved on them, and they reflected a dark blue luster. Soon, the light sprinkled down from above, and he was surprised to see a transparent skylight appear on the ceiling. Through this window, he could even see the clear sky and clouds outside.
After a while, other furnishings in the room appeared one by one: a marble round table, a circle of chairs, a map and a glass on the table, hanging curtains, a decorative sword and shield, and a giant deer head hanging at the top of the main entrance.
Then, figures appeared.
Mayne could not believe his eyes as he saw the lifelike figures of women appear in his field of vision. They were dressed in gorgeous robes and were sitting around the round table. Among them, the one who sat facing the door of the hall was the red-haired Queen of Witches. Her hands were hanging down and folded in front of her. She held her head high and looked straight ahead. Everyone else's eyes were focused on her. Everything looked like a realistic picture.
"Is this the meaning of the illusion?" Mayne thought. When the scene in front of him was so rich that it was no different from the real scene, everyone seemed to come alive in an instant.
"Everyone, the experiment of the God's Punishment Army has been successful," a witch beside Alice said. At present, the God's Punishment Army seemed to be extremely fierce, fearless of death, and extremely powerful. Even the weak assistant witches could be transformed into powerful warriors no less than the Original Extraordinary. In addition, they also had the ability to disrupt the release of magic power, which was undoubtedly a great advantage when facing Mad Demons and Lords of Hell who also needed to drive Magic Stones.
But the transformation ritual consumed the witches' lives, and I heard that not everyone could be transformed successfully. Someone said.
"These are just some unimportant details." She spread her hands. "I believe that as the research continues, the Quest Society will definitely find a way to make up for it.
Don't say it so easily, Elaine. We are the minority, and every witch is precious! " The person frowned.
"What's the difference between dying in the hands of the demons and dying in the ritual?" Elaine said with her head held high. At least the latter could still make one last contribution to the Union.
"What did you say?"
That's enough. Alice said softly. Although her voice was very low, the scene instantly quieted down. Everyone closed their mouths and waited for the Queen of Witches to say next.
"Mortals can't defeat the demons, my sisters," she said calmly. "We can do nothing and enjoy this last moment of peace, quietly waiting for the demons' next invasion, and then history will completely erase us. "We can also make one last effort and put our hopes on Scourge and make sacrifices for him. "I admit that this is a difficult choice, but as long as the human race can continue, the witches will never die.
"Although I am the Queen of Starfall 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 your lost sisters, drive the demons out of the Land of Dawn, and restore the glory of the witches? It's all your freedom.
"Of course, no one here can personally participate in the third Battle of Divine Will, so no matter what choice you make, we can live peacefully in this short life. "Remember, the choice you make now is not only for yourself, but also for the witches … so that in the future, your sisters can still see the smile of God.
"Those who disagree, please stand up now."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
