dark moon

Chapter 685

Today is a special day.

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

It was getting late, and Lord Sule's sun chariot had disappeared at the end of the horizon. Lord Diana re-entered the stage in the night sky, showing off her light dance steps. Lord Silo's warm wind gently blew the cheeks of passers-by, blowing away the After a day of fatigue and heat, Lady Flora's fragrance of flowers spread to every corner of the outer city with the gentle wind.

This is the outer city of the Rose Capital, the location of the Dark Moon Temple sanctuary, and the spiritual destination of every Dark Moon believer.

"Dang, Dang", the chime clock in the inner city rang six times. In the sky, the last ray of sunlight finally disappeared completely. The sun's rule over the sky has ended. Now it is the time of night and the time of the month.

The city gate is closed, and the shield in the heart of the city has been opened, isolating danger and chaos from the city. In the past, at this time, the commercial district of the inner city might still see a grand flow of people, but the streets of the outer city But it has already become empty, and people who have worked hard for a day have already returned to their homes to accumulate energy for a new and harder day.

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

On the dim street, dots of candlelight suddenly lit up, just like the stars that suddenly lit up in the night. The candlelight came from various locations, messy and sparse, and seemed to have no order at all.

However, candlelight can move. Soon after it was turned on, all the candlelight began to move slowly along the streets of the outer city, slowly converging towards an invisible center.

Behind every bit of candlelight, there is a pedestrian wearing a black robe and hood covering his head. These people hold the candle in their hands and walk along the street without saying a word.Even when meeting other fellow travelers, these people still remained silent, and they didn't even say hello, but they naturally merged together and moved forward together in the same direction.

Gradually, more and more candlelights gathered, and the team of the men in black robes grew larger and larger. However, even though hundreds of candlelights had arrived at one place, the only sound that sounded on the street was the sound of footsteps, and not only could no sound of conversation be heard. , not even a cough.

In the breeze, the candlelight swayed, but never went out. Hundreds of dancing candlelights paraded on the streets at night, just like the stars in the night sky.Along the way, many residents opened their windows and looked curiously, but they just looked around. No one walked out of their homes to interfere with the parade.

After walking around for several blocks, the candlelights coming from different corners of the outer city finally merged silently. The weak candlelights gathered together, actually adding a touch of brightness to the night.Through the dim light of candlelight and the light cast by the silver moon in the sky, we can see that the place where these pedestrians in black robes gather is an open square. Directly in front of where the candlelight gathers is a tall statue of a god with a low statue. He lowered his head and looked down at the crowd gathered below. His face, carved out of cold stone, was filled with deep tenderness and love.

Further away, there is a dark building. The building is pitch black without a trace of light, but just looking at the towering shadow, you can feel the majesty inside.

From beginning to end, no one made a sound. Of course, it was not completely silent. The sound of burning candles, the friction of clothes, and the clear sound of footsteps were all still there, but no one took the initiative to speak.When the last candlelight finally arrived at the square and joined the main force, the interior of the building behind the statue suddenly lit up with soft lights. Under the light, the 190 nine steps representing the gods and the mortal world were white and flawless, extending straight upwards. At the end of the building, the thick gate symbolizing the entrance of the Kingdom of God slowly opened to the left and right, and bursts of hymns floated out of the building along the open gate. , yet everyone’s subconscious cannot ignore it and naturally accept its existence.

In the lingering chants, there seems to be a gentle voice whispering softly. If the content is unclear, you can feel the tranquility and serenity in it. It always hovers in people's ears, just like it is coming in the middle of the night. Yes, the song a mother hums when she soothes a crying baby.No, the whispers have no source. Maybe they are not hovering in people's ears, but lingering in people's hearts, as if they are suddenly awakened, and what has long been forgotten deep in their hearts is memories.

As the soft light lit up, people in the square held weak candles with one hand and slowly drew circles on their chests with the other hand. Their faces could not be seen clearly under the hoods, but from the slow and powerful movements, everyone could feel Solemnity and respect in attitude.

Through the open stone gate, a girl in black robe slowly walked out. The girl was wearing a quaint moon crown, holding a dark moon scepter in her hand, and the matte pendant on her neck was clearly pitch black, but it was dark and deep. Unforgettable.

Instead of walking out, she floated out. The girl floated directly in the air, followed the 190 nine-step staircase to the ground, and finally landed in front of hundreds of black-robed men who had gathered.

As the girl appeared, there was a small commotion in the crowd. Although no one spoke, many people subconsciously took a step forward, as if they wanted to get closer to the girl.

"Shh", this was just a sound she made in her imagination. The girl put her finger on her lips and made a universal silencing gesture. In response to the towering statue of the god behind her, this small movement had a powerful effect that made people laugh. The momentum of having to obey.

The order was enforced and the commotion subsided before it started. The original silence returned to the square. The girl nodded with satisfaction and turned back to face the towering statue with the others.

Caressing their chests and bowing, under the leadership of the girl, hundreds of men in black robes made the same movements to the statue. While saluting, everyone's lips were moving slightly, without really making a sound, just silently of praise and adoration.

After a few seconds, people stood up again, as if they had completed some important ritual. It could be seen that their attitudes became much more relaxed, and even their posture became more casual.

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

When everyone left, a black figure appeared from nowhere. He walked up to the statue with his hands behind his back, raised his head with a bright smile, and gave a thumbs up to the statue. However, the next moment, a small stone fell from nowhere. Hitting his head, he had no choice but to chase in the direction the crowd left with a grimace.

(End of this chapter)