Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 269 The Black Star in the Prophecy
In the evening, after eleven o'clock, Hastur specially gave Sharon some instructions, and then he lay on the bed to rest, passed through the Hall of Stars, and arrived at the container on the outskirts of the seaside town.

The coffin was still quietly lying in the basement, and Hastur asked Mr. A to seal the door of the basement and made a rule of no passage.

Even Mr. A can't enter the basement at will, he can only stay outside.

It's nothing more than a divine visit, and Mr. A must not let him know that their master has been coming to visit every night recently.

It's okay to do it once or twice, but if you do it more often, you will definitely become suspicious.

So Hastur simply excluded Mr. A from the right to know, so that he didn't even know when he came and when he left.

When the coffin lid was lifted silently, Hastur came out of the coffin, opened the passage to the spirit world, and went to the secret stronghold of the monks in yellow that Caius had found out.

Since they are still waiting for the correct fate time, it is up to themselves to tell them that their own arrival is destiny.

……

Canterbury, South Wales.

The crimson moon shines brightly, and the stars shine like songs.

In a secluded suburban manor, a group of believers in yellow clothes are worshiping devoutly around the shore of a lake outside the manor.

God's figure is like a flower in a mirror, like the moon in water, ethereal, indeterminate, chaotic and invisible, and only through a special medium can one see God's figure.

In the eyes of the monk in yellow, there is nothing more suitable than a lake for carrying the passage of the gods.

Because there are relevant records in the classics:

"Along the shore, cut through the clouds
The twin suns sink into the lake

long shadows fall

There it is, the night of wonder where the black star rises

The Wonderful Moon that Runs in the Night

Yellow rags fluttering in the wind

The singing voice disappeared silently there
when the soul no longer sings

when tears stop flowing

Lord of the Star Sea in the Distant Starry Sky

Chaos, formless, nameless
He will come here in the expectation of thousands of believers! "

The pious prayers of the believers on the shore became more and more intense. The chosen ones were naked and sang distant songs, step by step from the shallow water to the center of the lake.

Under the immersion of the lake water, they will see the shadow of God.

When their figures are completely immersed in the lake water, when they silently walk towards the center of the lake in the water.

The believers on the shore knelt and raised and lowered their hands, chanting God's honorable name in their mouths.

"Lord of the sea of ​​stars in the distant starry sky, the nameless one who is chaotic and invisible, your devout and humble believer is waiting for your arrival!"

"Lord of the sea of ​​stars in the distant starry sky, the nameless one who is chaotic and invisible, your devout and humble believers are calling for your arrival!"

……

A cry, as if to pass through the portal of the lake in front of you, to the distant starry sky, to wake up the gods who are still sleeping.

The crimson moon rose higher and higher in the sky, and when once again disappointment enveloped, the stars shone with their light, and a dark as black star lit up in the depths of the starry sky.

The black star rises silently. Only those who can keep staring at the starry sky and remember the position of every star there can discover its existence in the first place.

In the garden of the manor, Mrs. Lisa is looking up at the starry sky.

The gods they believe in come from the depths of the starry sky, which is something that all believers are extremely sure of.

Looking up at the starry sky, maybe one day you will be able to meet the eyes of the gods.

She has always thought so, and has always done so.

At twelve o'clock at night, looking up at this unchanging starry sky from the old and new nights, this habit has lasted for a long time.

The unchanging starry sky hides too many mysteries and too many hopes.

The hope in her heart is the petals of an old rose, which are withering petal by petal, and the wick that is nearly exhausted, with its head bowed and swaying in the wind.

There is no one who has encountered the same situation as her. Although she also believes in that god, her heart is not as clean as her piety.

They are calling, and she is looking up.

In her opinion, the coming of the gods has nothing to do with the devout calls of the believers. On the contrary, it is an offensive act of disturbing the sleeping gods, and it is a noisy noise.

The coming of God depends only on His mood.

When He is interested and looks at him again, that is the day when He is about to come to the world.

Mrs. Lisa looked up silently, and when she was about to withdraw her gaze, she saw, surrounded by the stars, a star that almost merged with the dim starry sky appeared at some point, a black star.

Yes, she saw it, with absolute certainty!
She can be sure that in the nights of the past years, there has never been that black star in that position!

"There it is, the wondrous night when the black star rises
The wondrous moon that moves in the night..."

Mrs. Lisa kept muttering, knelt down trembling with her aging body, and worshiped in the direction of the black star.

Her high-profile behavior attracted other monks in yellow clothes in the garden. Some of them followed Mrs. Lisa to worship devoutly, and some followed Mrs. Lisa's worship direction to look at the starry sky curiously.

"The day of the prophecy has come! The black star, the black star in the prophecy, has appeared in that position!"

Mrs. Lisa trembled and stretched out her right index finger to point to the place where the black star appeared.

A flash of astonishment flashed across the faces of the yellow-clothed monks present, followed by fanaticism. They all looked up, but they didn't find anything unusual about the starry sky, let alone the black star that was predicted.

Although Mrs. Lisa was very sure, no one other than her saw the existence of the black star, and some people even questioned that she was just trying to please the public, and that she was making a joke out of old age and dementia.

Mrs. Lisa raised her head and looked at the black star suspended among the stars, the enthusiasm in her heart had gradually cooled down.

God has already cast his gaze, but apart from her, no one can see the black star in the prophecy.

This shows that this organization is not as pure as it used to be, and it has too many changes and thoughts that it shouldn't have.

When a figure came over, the onlookers stepped aside one after another.

"Mrs. Lisa, have you seen the black star rising?"

In the plain words, only the questioning tone, his suspicion, and his ambition can be heard, but the devotion he should have to the gods cannot be heard.

"Cardiff, are your eyes too old to see?" Mrs. Lisa stood up from the ground, restoring her usual calm face.

"Yes, I'm old, but I still believe in your judgment and your guidance. If you said that the black star in the prophecy has appeared, then I believe it has already appeared."

"Don't you want to witness the black star in the prophecy yourself?"

"As I am old and dazzled, I have never looked up at the starry sky."

DiCalf seemed to laugh at himself, he also wanted to follow Mrs. Lisa's guidance to see the black star that only existed in the prophecy.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see it, and the starry sky there was too strange to him.

This shows one thing, Mrs. Lisa's guidance has become a thing of the past.

She is no longer enough to guide her way forward.

The only way to truly lead to God is the approach of the container descending.

He couldn't wait for the correct time in his fate, but Mrs. Lisa said that she saw the black star, which meant that the correct time had come.

Even if tonight is the wrong time, it has to be right.

When it failed, it was Mrs. Lisa's fault alone, and her voice was no longer heard in the organization.

Yes, she can't always be right, even if she was her teacher.

And if the descending is successful, it means that my claim is correct, and the brilliance of my body will overshadow her, and a new generation will win over the old.

Although I am old, I am still decades younger than my teacher.

Mrs. Lisa was silent for a while, then sighed: "Dickoff, you always have too many thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"People always have to think, and thinking often produces thoughts of one kind or another. My body is beginning to age. Only by thinking can my brain rust later."

"Stop the crazy thoughts in your heart, God, you have already cast your gaze, the day of coming is not far away."

Dikaf nodded and said with certainty: "I also believe that God is about to descend, but this last step needs to be done by someone."

He glanced at the yellow-clothed monks gathered around, then looked up at the starry sky, and said in a low voice, "It's not that my thoughts are too crazy, but that you are always too naive."

Without a suitable descending container, even if the gods have cast their gazes, He cannot cross the starry sky and descend directly.

Even the true gods of the Church of the Seven Gods need containers to carry them in order to truly realize the miracle of the gods descending.

The Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the distant starry sky, the place where he lives is so far away that he needs a container that can walk in the world.

Mrs. Lisa withdrew her gentle expression, and issued a stern rebuke: "God will come in the way God should, and we don't need additional intervention!"

"You always have to try it out to know if it's right or wrong."

"You still have time to turn around."

A smile appeared on Dikaf's mottled and wrinkled face, he looked around at all the monks in yellow, and said loudly: "Let's welcome God together, tonight!"

(End of this chapter)