《Allegiance Back to the Eternal Black Knight》Godfrey
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On that day, the world was dark and dark all day long due to the rain that began to fall before dawn.
Looking up at the heavens, the lead-colored rain clouds are heavy and hang down low, depressing even the viewer's heart.
And the rain turned into a dull curtain, darkening the view of the people on the road.
Occasionally, a dragon of light rushes from the thundering rain clouds, shaking the earth under its roar.
People don't know that terrifying facts are going on in that rainy city.
It was done in front of the eyes of hundreds of humans gathered in the basement of a church.
Beside the altar of the church, there is a staircase leading to the basement. The stairs were fitted with snug wooden boards so that they would not be noticed by anyone at the mass in the sun.
However, when time came according to a certain law, when the sun was shining and the darkness ruled, people disappeared from the church, the stairs leading to the basement were opened, and there was a strange sign from the back. You can hear a low and thick spell-like voice.
When you step into the stairs, you'll be stunned by the eerily cold air. Lights sway the flames on the walls on both sides at intervals of about 10 meters, but because the darkness that occupies this staircase is darker than that, the flames only dimly illuminate the surroundings, which is very useful. I didn't even stand.
It seems that the wall was made by stacking bricks. It's an old brick. It is so built that it seems that hundreds of years have passed. The surface was moist and wet. The stairs extended deep into the darkness as if there was no end.
In the meantime, I notice that the strange voice I heard earlier is getting louder and louder.
After all, he is chanting something.
However, even though it's getting bigger, I can't understand what it's saying because it's still echoing on the walls of the basement or lacking clarity.
Eventually, a strange thing in front of my eyes. A stone door with a sword appeared. That is the end of the stairs. And it meant the end of the real world and the beginning of another world. The door felt like a giant monolith cut in two vertically, with a handle made of two iron rings in the middle.
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Apparently, it's a type of door that can be opened by pulling it.
Anyway, this carved around the handle.
At first glance, it looks like a giant goat's face. But soon I notice that it is not a goat.
A pentagram drawn between the two corners, with eyes that make you feel the light of high intelligence. Ah, this picture is "Baphomet of Mendes" -a portrait of the devil drawn by Levi.
Only the head of the devil is realistically and grotesquely carved on the rock door. Two iron handles are attached under the beard.
Now let's open the door.
And over there, I step into a dark ritual, a ritual of a different dimension.
A huge stone hall was exhibited in the basement of the church. Its scale is probably comparable to that of a church on earth. It will not fall below 100 tsubo.
The underground hall, supported by Ionic stone pillars found in the Greek era, was filled with humans.
Everyone wears a black hood that resembles the KKK clan's triangular hood.
Kneeling, I keep chanting something spell-like.
An altar was set up in front of an orderly line of hundreds of dubious groups. And there was a man on the altar, screaming mysterious words, and laying something in the sparkling flames beside him.
Every time it slips, the flame exhales strange smoke.
These various factors overlapped, and the underground hall was surrounded by a strange atmosphere.
At the base of the stone pillars that support the room, the figure of a demon was carved. It was the figure of a demon with a satyr's lower body and broken hooves, and on the stone wall between each stone pillar, a picture of St. Antonius suffering from the temptation of the devil, the myriad demons lined up in the Manmaden and it. The glaring Satan, the picture of the 666 beasts, the myriad of unnamed monsters belonging to evil myths and legends, the demon world full of guilt and horror, and the blasphemous world are all impeccable and almost eye-opening. It was drawn with a beautiful but nightmarish brush stroke.
And that's why the horror and horror directly appeals to the viewer's consciousness.
Moreover, because the entire room is surrounded by a dark and mysterious atmosphere, I was trapped in such an illusion that demons were about to crawl out of the huge mural painting.
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Eventually, people's mysterious spell chanting stopped. As if waiting for something, the silence that does not occur in a single splash descends into the underground hall.
Shortly after, the stone wall behind the altar began to crack from the middle to the left and right. That's why the painting wasn't drawn only on that wall. And what emerged from the other side was tempered glass that seemed to be very thick.
Beyond that, in contrast to this hall, there was an operating table in the middle of the room. And on top of that was a naked woman whose limbs were wide open and her wrists, ankles, and even her neck were sewn to the operating table with a steel cangue. She was a woman with a thin line who had just changed her voice, not old enough to be called a young woman. Perhaps she is asleep, the woman doesn't move at all.
Now, three white coats are standing around the woman, looking toward the hall through the glass.
"Magical armor, no abnormality "
Of the three men standing by the operating table, the man with glasses nodded as satisfied with the report.
"Priest, everything is ready."
Call to the black hood of the altar through the glass. Apparently, the man with these glasses is in charge of this surgery. But what kind of surgery is it?
"Um. Let's get started. Before the time has passed."
"Well, then, from now on, the body of the hundreth-fifth will be engraved with magic sigils!"
I declared so.
At that time, a thunder light struck in the sky.
Light and darkness intersected and reversed for a moment.
Outside was about to become a storm.
"--Challenge, pray, praise, and celebrate the birth of a new warrior! To make the world our" Know "!"
"Oh--!"
"Oh--!"
There was a cheer that shook the underground hall.
"Sing, those!"
The priest shouted.
Once again, a wave of people filling the hall began to mutter that mysterious, yet somehow hidden, meaning word.
Hidden in a black hood, I don't know, but his eyes passed through the swaying flames of the altar and watched the magical mystery unfolding beyond.
There was a voice. The voice spoke Latin.
But I don't know what I'm chanting. And it soon became clear that the machine voice and the words that the hoods chanted intently were the same, although there were some differences in intonation.
At that time, there was movement around the operating table.
One of the three white coats who stood around the naked woman from the beginning picked up a scalpel in his hand.
When he saw the person responsible for the glasses nod, he whispered the Latin word, pressing the scalpel blade against the young woman's chest.
The woman's body cramps.
Did the body react reflexively, even though it was anesthetized and put to sleep?
However, without worrying about such a thing, the man slowly moves the scalpel with an ecstatic expression in his eyes.
When the scalpel moves, a bright vermilion line runs through the woman's white body. Blood beads are popping up.
It seemed like a beautiful sight, and the light of madness increased in the eyes of doctors.
Then, the female draws an accurate geometric pattern on her body.
One pattern is completed. Of course, they know what that means.
Then, at the next moment, they took a terrifying action against the pattern.
The inner skin was peeled off from the body from the border of the pattern!
Not only the epidermis but also the dermis and capillaries are torn off, and bleeding does not stop.
What a horrifying, nauseating act!
The woman's body was dyed bright red, and now part of her stomach has exposed red-black muscles.
Moreover, the woman is still alive!
What an immoral ritual!
Who are they doing so much blasphemous rituals deep beneath the church that worships God?
In addition, lightning ran in the sky.
- Those were the last words before Godfrey lit up the world in fire.
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