Chapter 546: Ordinary adventurer (2)

? At night, Caesar walked over the stone-built arch bridge, preparing to attend a rally of worshippers,
In any country, there are so-called upper and lower residents. The gap between the rich and the poor makes them seem to live in different worlds. Xibei Bay Tavern is located in a slum that is hard to see the sun all day, unlike the commercial area that is still prosperous after night. The night here can almost be said to be inaccessible, except for the sneaky outlaws. 35xs
However, today's situation is different. Caesar noticed that there were sporadic people, and the destination seemed to be the same as him. These guys seemed to have made an appointment. They all wore robes covering their bodies and put their faces in black hoods. Here, keep a distance from each other and guard each other.
Caesar strolled leisurely, and hurriedly followed behind a pedestrian who was full of religious atmosphere. The team crossed a block, turned left and then turned right into the run-down shop deep in the slums-Xibei Bay Tavern.
In his impression, the rally set up in the tavern is usually a lively event with a large number of people, but after entering the tavern, Caesar found that this was not the case. The tavern at night was slack and deserted. There were few customers in it and they sat quietly in their respective positions. After drinking, a waiter stood at the front desk, wiping the wine glass in his hand patiently and patiently.
"What to drink?" The waiter looked up and greeted Caesar, and then smiled a little apologetically, adding: "Too few people today may not make a game."
Caesar looked around and didn't see the person he had followed before, and asked, "What about the last person who came in?"
The waiter was silent for a few seconds: "What are you asking him for?"
"I'm here for the rally." Caesar took out the papyrus flyers he had received.
A certain perceptual spell was triggered. The slum pub attendant was actually a hidden caster. At this moment, he was investigating Caesar's physical condition. Of course, because the gap between the two was too large, the waiter could not obtain Any real information about Caesar.
After receiving the message that Caesar wanted to show, the attendant, who had been wary, smiled again and raised his chin behind Caesar: "Wright, take this gentleman in."
A man who was originally a drinker in the position stood up, walked to Caesar, and kindly nodded at him, "Come with me."
He led Caesar to the tavern's kitchen, then stepped down, stopped in the underground storage room, and tapped the dusty and cracked walls.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Slow and vocal percussion echoed, Caesar realized that it was a secret door, and everything that happened after he entered the tavern surprised him. He did not expect that this "assembly" was not so loose on the surface, these worshippers An organization that should not be underestimated is formed, and the work is rigorous and cautious, with the participation of professionals.
How could such an organization spread leaflets on the street to attract members? This random way of development is incompatible with their current caution.
The wall door was opened from the inside, revealing the dim and deep passageway. The person who opened the door met Wright's eyes and nodded to each other. Then Wright stopped to show that his task was over, and he had changed a leader. Caesar did not show any special emotions, and he followed the other person into the passage without looking at it.
The tunnel is very deep, winding all the way down. Although braziers are placed every 20 meters or so to illuminate, it is still dark and humid. From time to time, water droplets seep from the rock wall above the head and drip on the tunnel. Randomly stacked ropes, wooden stakes and other debris on the side let them emit an unpleasant stench.
After turning a corner again, the space in front of it suddenly opened up. The builders here dug a huge cave under the ground and decorated it like an altar and palace. A black dragon statue stood up against the wall and opened huge. His wings were pulled out of his neck and his head was lowered. The scales on his neck were barely visible. The fierce skull was less than two people's height from the ground. People on the altar stomped their feet and even touched their sharp teeth.
This statue alone is very valuable!
At this moment many people have gathered in the palace, talking in groups of three or five. Most of them are wearing black robes, and some are wearing masks of various shapes.
"New faces, are they new members?"
A woman hovering at the entrance to the underground palace noticed Caesars who had just arrived, and smiled at him after receiving a positive reply from the guide: "Welcome, welcome."
Caesar noticed that she wore a badge on her chest, painted him ugly, her head and forelimbs were a little deformed, and the statue in the underground palace was not even majestic yet realistic. At the same time, he saw two guards lifting Come out with a wooden board and pass by Caesar.
Lying on it was a corpse, covered with dark, dry muscles, and the painful expression before death was solidified on the face. The corpse shriveled so much that there was no blood or vitality left on it, as if it had been sucked dry.
The guard noticed Caesar's eyes and covered the body with a black cloth.
"This is a lamb." The woman who spoke to him explained: "We are all lambs when necessary. As long as we can please the black emperor, we will spare no expense."
Caesar retracted his gaze at the corpse with a strange expression: "Do you really worship‘ Hi ’so much?

"Of course." The woman expressed her rightful expression: "The black emperor is the savior and the only true of Elladia. He will lead his family and servants to sweep the whole continent and subvert the original corrupted world and re-establish order. "
After listening to the woman's words, several believers nodded, and someone added: "I have been disappointed with the Kingdom of Andri. The stupid royal family and nobles are no longer able to lead the people forward. We urgently need the rescue of the Blackwing Empire."
"Before that, the temples of the false gods must disappear." Someone suggested.
A breeze full of coolness came, the candles in the cave hall shook, and everyone snorted immediately. A masked man ascended the altar and began to preach. He claimed that the black emperor was the supreme who controlled the life and death and the dark world. The dead dragon The resurrection of the Carancarat, who was crucified in the underworld in the underworld, and opened his eyes again after thousands of years. At the same time, the masked man also told Caesar many strange things that he did not even know Something different.
In the end, the masked deities asked the believers to ask them to collect 30,000 gold coins and five "lambs" for sacrifice at the next rally.
"I said that I obviously did not send infiltration forces to the countries between the rivers, how could I suddenly have a group of enthusiastic believers." Caesar wailed in her heart. "It turned out to be a fraud organization in my name."
You guys ... Black Dragon's original good mood became very bad.
"enough!"
While Caesar was thinking about how to pinch the group of guys on and off the stage, a young man who apparently participated in the rally for the first time jumped up, pointing at the mask, the of man, and said, "Shut up, you ignorance Guy, put away your stupid and ridiculous lie. Why does the Black Emperor own the entire northern empire, and why would he be interested in 30,000 gold coins? Do n’t dare to reveal the miscellaneous clutter. You have to pay for your lie. "
Caesar scratched his head. It didn't seem to be all scammers here, and he was a sane and devout believer. The young man who couldn't help speaking apparently was out of anger. He believed that the mask and gods insulted the noble black emperor. All kinds of cursing swear words burst out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with the most vicious curse to greet the mask man.
The crowd surged, the newcomer saw this as a lively look, and there were a lot of expressions of approval, while the old believer went up angrily to punish the young man's disrespect and crucified him to death .
The mask of the man and the made the people drink. He didn't look angry. He said calmly, "Child of ignorance, you know that I am a blood of the Black King. What gave you ignorance and courage to question my sanctity."
Under the watchful eye of the crowd, the young man was still righteous: "Am I wrong?"
Caesar watched this scene with interest. The young man's words awakened everyone in the audience. He would like to know how the so-called "black king blood" would prove his identity.
"Very well, you don't need to repent or ask for forgiveness," God said lightly. "Because I will tell the Black Emperor that a lamb is waiting for His presence, just to let you see ..."
He looked at all the believers present: "The magnificent figure of my Lord."
The masker took out a small ball from under the black robe and carefully and reverently placed it on the solid ground of the altar. The ball immediately began to pulsate, shining black light, as if there was a black mist in it. Brewing.
The cold wind swept the caves underground, and people knelt down tremblingly. Suddenly, the ball could no longer withstand the powerful energy inside, and it broke apart. A pungent black smoke drifted from the ball. Continue to scroll upwards, black smoke is constantly surging, and finally a body appears.
"Who is calling my name?"
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