After Mayne finished the ceremony, he helped the Pope back to the cart.

“Gerlow,” Oberan breathed, and cried in a low voice.

The white-clad pure man came out of the little door on one side, and his footsteps could hardly hear, "I am here."

The archbishop frowned, he did not expect such a secret place to be pure, although they were raised by the Pope after they were raised by the Pope, and served for the rest of their lives, but... these women are witches after all.And the other person seemed to know the existence of the reflection church earlier than himself, which made him feel slightly unhappy.

"Take him to the hallows."

“Hmm.”She went to the prayer table, holding the stone engravings on the table, the magic flashed, and the huge painting slowly rose up behind, revealing a dark metal door.Then Jie Luo took the pendant from the Pope's neck, inserted the crystal pendant into the door lock, and the iron door came with a clatter and opened inward.

After she took out the pendant, she did not return it to Oberleine, but handed it to Mayne.

The archbishop looked back at the Pope, who nodded, “Take it, and it will be up to you to keep it.”Whether it is the library of the Holy See or the secret door of the research organ, it can be opened with this crystal.”

“Let’s go,” said Gero, laughing and taking Mayne’s hand and into the room behind the giant painting—where the ground church does not exist, in the same position, where there is only one floor-to-ceiling window facing the Helmes Plateau.

The room looks very spacious, circular, almost half the size of a prayer hall, can accommodate dozens of people standing side by side, it is difficult to associate it with the "secret room".However, there is no decoration in the large space, it seems to be empty, and the only place where you can sit is a stone stool that extends along the curved wall.

After the metal door was closed, Mayne shook the hands of the pure, "Is there anything under the croke that let you follow in?"

Jero said, "If I don't come in, who will start the magic stone?"You can't drive magic."

Such an impertinent reply made Mayne's heart, it seems that she was still claiming to herself as a witch under the crown of Oberan, and when she took the sceptre and took charge of the church, she must definitely let her understand that not only the Pope himself, but the archbishop with the succession qualifications, is also the object of respect.

“Then begin,” he said, holding back the surging emotion in his heart and sitting down on the stone bench.

"Yes, my lord," said Jair, lifting a dark board on the wall and putting her hand on the magic stone, "but be ready, for it is the first time I have started this thing."

The first time?Did she not live more than two hundred years, and had she not participated in the previous papal handover ceremony?Mayne felt a little strange in his heart, but it was too late to think about it, and a dazzling light flashed, and he was surprised to find that he was already in the dark.

The darkness was so pure that no light source could be seen at all, the walls, the floors, and the stone benches seemed to disappear, and he was swallowed as if he had been swallowed by an abyss behemoth, and suddenly lost the concept of near and far, and the sky and the earth were all black.Even your body is in it.

Mayne held his breath and reached out carefully to touch it, the stone bench still under him, stamping his feet, and so did the floor, which made him slightly relaxed.It seems that he was not transferred to a new basement, but the magic stone's ability to engulf all the light here., ,

But in such a dark situation, how can you see the "truth" in the mouth of the crown?

As if answering his question, the ground lit up again, but it was clear that this was not a scene in the chamber, and each slate was polished with smooth and clear, engraved with intricate and beautiful patterns, and reflected the dark blue luster.Soon the head also shone, and he was surprised to see a transparent skylight on the top plate, through which he could even see the clear sky and clouds outside.

Soon, other furnishings in the room appeared: a marble round table, a circle of chairs, maps and glasses on the table, curtains and decorative shields around it, and a giant horned head hanging from the top of the main door.

Then there are the shadows.

Mayne could not believe that he saw a lifelike image of a woman in the field of vision, wearing a gorgeous robe, sitting around the round table, which was sitting directly opposite the hall door, located in the chief of the crowd, suddenly the king of the red-haired witch.Her hands drooped, folded in front of her, her head held high, her eyes looked straight ahead, and the eyes of the others were all focused on her body, and everything looked like a realistic picture.

Is this what the illusion means?Mayne secretly thought that when the scene in front of him was so rich that it was the same as the real scene, everyone seemed to come to life in an instant.

"Gentlemen, the tests of the Gods' charifies army have been successful," said one of the witches around Arcaris, "they are now exceedingly fierce, fearing life and death, and infinitely powerful - even if the weak auxiliary witch can be transformed into a powerful samurai no less than the original supersatis.In addition, they also have the characteristics of disturbing the magic release, and they undoubtedly have great advantages in the face of the fanatics and lords of hell who also need to drive the magic stone to fight."

“But conversion rituals cost the witch’s life, and I’ve heard that not everyone can transform successfully.”“Someone said.

“It’s just a matter of inconsequential detail,” she spread out her hands, “and I’m sure, as the research continues, the secret will find a way to make amends.”"

"Don't be so easy to say, Elaine, we are a minority, and every witch is precious!"The man frowned.

“What is the difference between dying at the hands of the devil and dying in the ceremony,” Elaine said, “at least the latter can make the last contribution to the federation.”"

“What do you say—”

"Enough.Akalis whispered, although the voice was low, but the scene was instantly quiet, and everyone closed their mouths and waited for the next words of the king of the witch.

“Man cannot defeat the devil, my sisters,” she said quietly, “and we can do nothing, enjoy this last peace, wait for the next invasion of the devil, and then history will wipe us out completely.”We can also make a last-ditch effort to put our hopes on God’s punishment of the samurai and make sacrifices for it.I admit that this is a difficult choice, but as long as humans can continue, the witch will never be cut off."

Although I am the queen of the star-falling city, I am willing to give you this great choice: whether I want to give up the resistance and die quietly, or to avenge the lost sister, to drive the devil out of the dawn, and to restore the former glory of the witch, is your freedom."

"Of course, none of the people present could personally participate in the third battle of God's will, so whether it was that choice, we could spend our short life in peace."Remember, the choices you make now are not just for yourself, but for the witch race... for future sisters to see the smile of the gods."

If you disagree, please stand up."

(Unfinished).