Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 677 Did you kill him?

When looking down from the sky, the Evangelical Cathedral is undoubtedly magnificent. The cross-shaped main hall, the north-south side halls, and the corridors interlaced between the main hall and the side halls together form a complex and detailed structure. Once you enter this church, you will find that this exquisite sense of classical style is actually reflected in every aspect.

The arc arch supported by 120 steps is like an infinite corridor, with gray reliefs on both sides of the wall, depicting the deeds of great creatures. Walking in it, the white pillars constantly pass by, which will give people an illusion of being trapped in a repetitive time. After entering the interior, you will be amazed by its magnificent shape. The length and width of the main hall alone are enough to match the entire Tianxin Church. The inner walls are completely made of polished marble blocks, and the jade-white surface faintly emits a cold light.

The space is upward and inward, constantly rising and widening. The pointed arches guide people's sight upward and finally solidify on the sacred flame pendant under the dome, giving a solemn feeling.

The walls on both sides of the main hall are supported by pillars and have no windows. Unlike other churches, which are inlaid with gorgeous stained glass windows and highlight the holy atmosphere of religion with brilliant colors, they are deliberately hidden in darkness. Only blurred lines can be seen in the shadows of the reliefs on the walls, but they appear more solemn and solemn. There are no candles, only a rose-shaped skylight under the dome as the only light source. Its design is quite ingenious. The light falling at noon just condenses on the altar in the deepest part of the main hall. The strong contrast highlights the brilliance and brightness of faith.

At the same time, rows of neat wooden benches were arranged along the red carpet in the center. A quick glance showed that there were about a few hundred seats, which was not small. But according to old man Pancras, the prototype of St. Annville Cross Church had 4,700 seats in the main hall alone. The entire church could accommodate more than 17,000 believers to gather and pray, which was an astonishing number.

Although, it is difficult to find so many animists in the land of Lunkwell now.

On the altar stands a tall statue of a man in a long robe, holding a parchment scroll and a quill pen. He has a solemn expression and is unsmiling, with his deep gaze gazing into the horizon, as if he has penetrated the walls of the main hall and seen a more distant world. Considering that the prototype of the Evangelical Convent is the St. Annville Cross Church, and the prototype of the St. Annville Cross Church is the All Saints Evangelical Monastery, then it is self-evident who the statue enshrined here is.

Perhaps it should not be called a statue of a god, but a holy statue. Because he is not a god like Titan, the Earth Mother Spirit God of the Fertile Soil Sect, or Tifo, the Spring Spirit God of the Holy Spring Monks, but a saint who was canonized as a mortal and gradually became holy amidst the worship of countless people. Perhaps even the Steam Cult and the Cult Union, which had suppressed the belief in animism, could not deny this.

Although few people know that he actually has a cruel side. He will do anything for the benefit of mankind, betrayed his promise, and even indirectly caused the catastrophe of the change in the sky.

Elder Pancras, who led the guests to the main hall to admire the statue of the saint, bowed his head slightly and prayed devoutly to the saint on the altar. Influenced by him, some of the natives of the shelter who followed him to join in the fun also followed suit and closed their eyes to pray - such as the three sisters of the photon elves. Their attitudes were not very pious, but at least they were very serious, even the youngest sister Beimin, who hated humans the most, was no exception. But Ling Ge knew that this was not because they had respect for Saint Tumi, but because they had respect for the old man in front of them.

A true believer can infect others with his own virtues and subtly guide them on the path of good or evil. The three photon elf sisters in front of him, including the other aliens in the shelter, may have been influenced by him and were willing to dedicate their kindness to a human saint who had passed away thousands of years ago.

Lingge watched this scene silently, Saint Xia Liya also watched this scene silently, and her two sisters followed behind her. Olvera stared at the statue of the saint, not knowing what she was thinking, and Leticia was not interested at all, but she restrained her emotions in the solemn atmosphere and did not show any abnormality.

Although they had already learned the story from Fei'er, the memory was too distant and gradually became unfamiliar. They no longer had any impression of the man who was enshrined on the altar, and they could not say what they felt when he betrayed them. To say that they were resentful was too serious, and to say that they were relieved was not quite appropriate. Perhaps they could only regard it as someone else's story?

Only what you experience personally is unforgettable, while other people's stories are just echoes of the noise.

Therefore, the witches who still have their memories still hate Saint Tomi and the animists who follow him, but the girls who have lost their memories can put this past behind them. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? No one can tell for now.

Sometimes Ling Ge would wonder if the "Religious Decree" issued by the church against the Spiritual Prayer Society was a revenge by the witches for their betrayal? But every time he had this thought, he would deny it, because from the first impression he had of them, neither the Carabosse in the Dark Castle nor the Fei Er outside the Virtual Root Swamp seemed like that kind of person. While he was daydreaming, old man Pancras had finished his prayer and turned back to the guests with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. As I get older, it's hard for me to concentrate, and even a simple prayer seems difficult. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all."

"It's okay, Master Pancras." Lingge replied, "It is extremely impolite to disturb the prayers of believers. I think even children on the street understand this. Besides..."

He was dazed for a moment, and somehow a figure that had disappeared from his memory for a long time suddenly appeared in his mind. Even his voice became much deeper: "I have had a similar experience before."

"Similar experience?"

The old man's eyes were like an ancient well that had been buried for many years, wise and deep. He stared at the young man's face cautiously. His dry red beard moved, and then he uttered an unexpected name: "You mean Rochelle?"

Ling was slightly surprised: "Do you know him too, Lord Pancras?"

"Haha, I am a friend of his teacher, so I am his elder. After the holy city of Bishan of the Fertile Soil Sect was conquered by the combined forces of the sect, he came to visit me alone, hoping to get my guidance. I advised him not to be blinded by hatred and to recall his original intention of converting to the faith. But he told me that his teacher hoped that he could become a true believer, so no matter how much he paid, he would fulfill this mission and would never disappoint his teacher's expectations."

The old man sighed softly when he said this: "I know his teacher. I know that what he meant by this sentence is definitely not what he understood. But at that time, his attitude was particularly firm. I knew that I could not persuade him anymore, so I could only let him leave and pursue his own path. Later, I heard that he summoned the Earth Mother Spirit God - Great Titan and the Spring Spirit God - Great Tifu in the neighboring country of Leisenburg, trying to challenge the alliance of the sect, but he was defeated and died. After his death, the Fertile Earth Sect existed in name only. Although there are still believers scattered all over the world, there is no longer a 'walker' as pious, decisive and self-aware as him."

He raised his head, and the white of his left eye, which was the only one that could see, was spreading out, which made people feel very scary, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable depth: "From the first time we met just now, I could feel the aura he left behind from you. Are you his friend, young man?"

The young man was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "No."

"Are you his enemy, then?"

The young man shook his head again: "No."

He said word by word: "Rochelle called me a true believer. I don't know how I saw him, but in the battle in Leisenburg, I personally destroyed the Earth Mother Spirit God he summoned - Titan. So, you can think... I killed him."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the main hall suddenly stagnated.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)