Coffin-carrying church? Is it the secret church established in the ancient times at the beginning of the Fourth Era?
It is rumored that the Coffin Bearing Church was one of the top sects in the Western Continent at that time, originating from the Giger family in the Dark City.
At the beginning of the Fourth Age, there were no so-called two empires, Eastern Rome and Western Rome. They were both unified ancient Roman republics.
At that time, whether it was the Henry family of Ghent, the Cybertron family of Zambia, the Bourbonlit family of Tudor, or the Habsburg family of Florence, they could only look up to the Giger family.
Of course, it's not that these families are too weak, but that the Giger family is stronger!
It is even close to being comparable to the rumored Capet family, Zaratul family, Soderos family, Wittbach family and other families.
It is a pity that the glory of the Giger family disappeared in the age of natural disasters in the third era. In that era when it was rumored that there were as many mythical creatures as dogs, the Giger family was destroyed overnight, and all high-sequence strong men perished.
It was not until the end of the Third Era to the beginning of the Fourth Era that a coffin-carrying church, which claimed to have originated from the Giger family, began to officially step onto the stage of history.
I remember that when I first joined the Poseidon Church, I seemed to have seen similar news headlines in the newspaper, saying that all the indigenous people on the Kravia Island were sacrificed by the Coffin-Carrying Church.
Damn it, these lunatics dare to show up in Gresham. What do they want to do here? A sacrificial ceremony? Or is it about summoning an ancient hidden existence?
Thoughts were swirling, and when Jack was about to use the Poseidon Bronze Whistle to notify reinforcements, his eyes suddenly stopped on the blood-red skull and coffin tattoo.
....... Is there something missing from the skull and coffin tattoo?
I remember that the church issued their badge, and the woman sleeping in the coffin should be a half-human and half-skeleton, not a complete skeleton.
Silver-white lightning suddenly flashed across his mind, and Jack suddenly understood. He stared at it and hummed in his heart.
A bunch of pretentious guys!
Putting away the Poseidon Bronze Whistle again, Jack walked over step by step and patted the shoulder of the big man from the "Coffin Carrying Church" with his hand.
When the big man was about to angrily scold who had no eyes, he turned his head and met a pair of dark gray to almost black eyes, in which a faint blue illusory storm slowly rotated in the pupils.
The big man was frightened by the storm in Jack's eyes. He took a step back, looked at the strange guy wearing a blue wave robe and a black three-cornered hat in front of him, and said with force:
"You...who are you?"
"hehe......"
Jack drew a smile on his lips and said, "Don't get tattoos you shouldn't get in the next life."
After saying that, he looked sideways at the other tattooed men, and the storm in his eyes immediately intensified, making the scalps of several of the men go numb. Then he walked to the door of the bar without changing his expression, pushed open the double doors and left.
"Who is he?" one of the big men asked.
"have no idea."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big man was stunned for a moment, and then his expression showed unnatural distortion and pain, and the fat all over his body was like waves, turbulent.
"boom......"
There was a loud noise, and the raging storm blew through the bodies of these tattooed men indiscriminately. The huge traction force instantly tore several of them into different pieces of meat...
Hearing the noise, taking advantage of the chaos in the bar as the crowd on the street stopped to watch, Jack ran quickly, detoured quickly, and left the "Golden Sycamore" easily.
He pressed his black three-cornered hat and turned into the street next to him. After a series of changes, he suddenly slowed down and stopped in front of the door of a church dominated by sea blue...
.........
Huttonmar, Zotland District, the basement door of Baron Clough's house!
The weak candlelight hung on the sill on the roof, and the crystal beads hung down one by one, gently swaying in the air, giving it a mysterious and extraordinary flavor.
Baron Clough lowered his voice and said to Lilith, who was standing in front of her wearing a lace ruffled skirt:
"Beautiful Miss Lilith, I must inform you in advance that the person leading this secret gathering is a priest with extraordinary power. He is quite powerful. You must not anger him, otherwise very serious things will happen."
"I know all this. Do I need to pay you extra for attending such a secret party?"
Lilith blinked her ruby eyes and asked sincerely.
Clough shook his head, and he took out an iron mask from behind that could only cover the upper half of his face and handed it over, with an obviously lewd smile on his face:
"No need, I have already paid for the party in advance. It is my honor to serve the beautiful little cabbage."
Bah... Big pervert, I'm afraid you've tricked countless ladies into sleeping with you with these words.
"OK, thanks."
Lilith thanked her gently while maintaining an elegant smile, then took the iron mask and put it on her face. She brushed her golden hair from her forehead with her hands, deliberately messing up her previous hairstyle.
"That's it."
Seeing that Lilith was ready, Clough led her through the spiral staircases and came to the sealed iron door of the room on the bottom floor. Then he reached out and knocked on the door.
After about seven or eight times, the partition on the door suddenly opened, revealing the black eyes behind it.
After being examined by those eyes for a long time, Lilith saw the iron door opening back.
A man in a dark red mask stood at the door, handed Lilith a set of wide black hooded robes, and said to Clough in a hoarse voice:
"There's one more person? Remember to inform us in advance next time, otherwise, you know the fate of that poor guy named Esther!"
Viscount Esther? The viscount who was assassinated by a concealed organization some time ago, was it them?
From his tone, it sounded like Esther knew them and was assassinated because he violated their party rules? So it resulted in death?
Lilith's pretty face hidden under the iron mask froze slightly. She didn't expect that she would break into such a dangerous secret gathering.
"Okay, no problem, Master Pachito." Clough quickly bent down and nodded.
"Come in, the party will start soon."
The man wearing a red mask, named Pachido, turned around after Lilith put on a black hooded robe, and led the two of them through the large iron door into a deep and quiet dark room.
There were three silver-white candles lit on the rectangular wooden table. The dim yellow light illuminated the whole room, making it look extremely mysterious.
On both sides of the long table, there are high-back chairs with different patterns scattered in front and back. There are about ten people sitting on them. They are all dressed in hooded robes and iron-colored masks. However, it can be seen from the body shape that there are gentlemen, ladies, and An old man with a stooped back.
Lilith, who had put on her robe, glanced around, and then she and Clough quietly found two chairs in the corner and sat down.
If it were before, I would have been surprised and exclaimed that it was indeed a secret gathering. The atmosphere was just like what I saw in the novel.
But after experiencing the magical party held by Mr. "Old Days"... You can't use magic, it should be myth. Yes, that's right, after experiencing the mythical party, this atmosphere can only be regarded as playing house.
Oh, wait, Lilith, you can't be proud, and you can't get carried away just because you are a member of Yantu Club.
Lilith, who was hidden under the hooded iron mask, thought this in her heart. She took a breath and then quietly waited for the official start of the party.
