The red moon returns

Chapter 512 Whisper of the Dark Night

The Dark Night Church must be dragged into the water. This is the basis of everything. If the Dark Night Church does not intervene, the previous agreement with Chairman Ole will lose its prerequisite, and the old chairman will inevitably withdraw and stay out of it.

After all, the medicine is now confirmed to be available, and the plague is no longer an unsolvable crisis. There is no need to take risks for a trump card that may not be used. After all, the Shadow Alliance is mysterious and unpredictable, and no one is sure what means they have.

But how to persuade this old fox, Trilles, made Lynch think for a long time.

Going head-on with the Shadow Alliance for a rare item that might not be useful would not only result in casualties and material losses, but also in the event of a mistake, they would have to endure public condemnation and lose their reputation. If you put yourself in Lynch's shoes, he wouldn't be willing to do such a thing.

Persuading people with reason and appealing to their emotions are just added points in the current situation, and they do not play a decisive role. This is the reason why Trilles remained silent just now. Even if he wanted to help, he had to consider the entire church.

Then the only feasible thing is to start with the entire church, lure them with benefits, make equal exchanges, let each party get what they need, and bundle the interests. As long as the promise of benefits is enough to tempt the other party and the risks are reduced as much as possible, there is no need to worry about the old fox not taking the bait.

The intervention of Chairman Ole has reduced the risk in terms of high-end combat power, and what remains is the benefits that can attract the church.

Gods may not necessarily love the world, or even this world, but they certainly love the world's faith. At least their believers and churches love the world's faith.

Faith not only represents the enhancement of the church’s influence and voice, but also means real donations. The church is also a mortal being and is not immune to this.

As for whether gods really need faith, Lynch doesn't know, but the gods don't object to this. If one god doesn't object, it may just be an individual preference, but if all twelve gods tacitly don't object, that's enough to explain the problem.

Lynch is not disgusted by this. Instead, he approves of this attitude.

There is no love without reason in the world, and others are not obligated to help you without reason. No matter what the reason is, if you do good deeds to help you, you should be rewarded. If the gods protect the world, you should be believed in and have confidence in them.

So he had already thought of a way to deal with it. He did not try to test the other party's bottom line, but instead used a powerful attack at the first strike.

If it were in the past, this matter would not provide much faith, but Lynch's press conference tonight has changed everything. Starting tomorrow, the Shadow Alliance will become the world's public enemy, and as the main force against the world's public enemy, the Goddess of Night will receive no less faith than the Lord of Suffering, and the price is only to protect the Light of Miracle for a few days, and with the assistance of the city's highest combat force, the balance in people's hearts will naturally tilt towards one side.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when the carriage arrived at the Dark Night Cathedral.

The red moon has set, the silver moon is setting in the west, and the stars are sparse.

The castle-like Dark Night Cathedral is pitch black, standing in the darkness, as mysterious and profound as the night.

As the three people appeared at the door of the church, the tightly closed door slowly opened, revealing a long dark corridor behind the door. Only the silvery moonlight shone through the floral stained glass, casting mottled shadows on the corridor.

"Uh, you guys don't usually turn on the lights?" Lin Qi sighed, "You didn't pay the gas bill, did you?"

"The night gives us eyes to see through the darkness. We don't mind the darkness. It is the mercy of the Lord." Amid the snickering of Chairman Ole, Archbishop Trinless sighed deeply and explained, "Many servants of the Lord like to stay in the church at night to listen to the whispers of the dark night. The church at night is a paradise where the Lord soothes the hearts of believers. We usually don't turn on the lights, as that would cover our piety and love with dust. You can turn on the lights if you want, but don't make too much noise."

"Well, I am a follower of the moonlight, following the teachings of the Lord, who said, Let there be light."

Then he polished the lighter and held it high above his head. Hmm, it seemed that he couldn't see the road clearly anymore. It would be better not to light it. "Why didn't Ms. Scarlet bring you..." Trilles rolled up his sleeves and resisted the urge to hit someone. "Please come in. Actually, the Lord doesn't like to be disturbed at night, but now is... um?"

As Trinlais explained, the three of them walked inside along the light. Above their heads was a dark arc-shaped dome, symbolizing the endless dark night. However, before the archbishop finished speaking, a starlight lit up on the dome.

When Lin Qi came here during the day, he noticed the golden stars dotted on the dome. He thought they were just ordinary decorations, but now he found that they could actually glow. A little starlight was like a signal. The next moment, one star after another lit up along the long corridor, extending all the way deep into the church like a welcome support or a guiding light.

Trinlais's face tightened, and then he drew a five-pointed star on his chest, which was a symbol of the dark night. Then he bowed and remained silent, waiting until the starlight extended deep into the church, then he straightened up and sighed:
"Well, praise the dark night. The starlight has lit your way home. So, welcome home, child of the dark night, follower of the moonlight."

As he spoke, the archbishop shook his robe and made a gesture of invitation:
"Please follow the guidance of the stars. The Lord has heard the footsteps of His children returning home and is eagerly waiting for them."

As he spoke, many people wearing holy robes of dark night walked out from both sides of the corridor. They all touched their chests and bowed their heads, leaning towards Lynch. Their silent figures were looming in the darkness, which was a little weird, but also revealed solemnity and dignity.

'Hello, are you there?'

【Absent】

'? ? ? Just tell me not to peek at my old chats with my online friends. I really miss the days when you whispered that I was there. Forget it, I hope you don't mind me going in.'

A gentle female voice sounded faintly: [Go ahead. Even if she has bad intentions towards you, she won't act on them now. You are safe.]

'No, I was asking if my going in would have any effect on you.'

[……] After a moment of silence, a low chuckle suddenly sounded in my mind: [Thank you, don't worry about me, I'm safe.]

"I'm not worried about you. Well, maybe a little, but only a little."

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to imitate these professional priests and draw some high-sounding gesture on his chest to pretend, but he couldn't think of any good gesture after thinking for a long time, so he just drew a circle on his chest.

There was a full moon in the sky, and Lynch thought that this gesture should be appropriate. Sure enough, his aura immediately became divine. Under the gaze of many priests, Lynch straightened his clothes, handed the light of miracle to the chairman and Trilles, took a deep breath, and took steps guided by the starlight.

The light was dim, but it just illuminated the small space under your feet.

The dark church, the solemn and respectful but silent crowd, the guiding stars, the gathered circles of light, everything is so quiet, with only the clear sound of footsteps going deeper and deeper in the long corridor.

I don’t know how long I have been walking. Time seems to have lost its meaning here. Lynch doesn’t know where he is going, nor does he know where the end of the road is.

However, as the darkness around him grew deeper and deeper, and the stars above him grew brighter and brighter, Lin Qi suddenly had an idea. He stopped and bowed slightly: “Followers of the Crimson Moon have come to listen to the whispers of the dark night.”

Before he could finish his words, his vision darkened. Unknowingly, Lin Qi had walked into the void.

(End of this chapter)