MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 886 868 The profound faith of infection (3000)

Chapter 886 868. The profound belief in contagion (3000)

Originally, Lan En thought that his direct kicking of the wooden door leading to the hall would have caused quite a stir.

The Deep Church is a quiet religious place, and people in this world are generally not talkative.

So this dome is high and the interior of the hall is empty. Even the sound of people walking can echo in the building and float far away.

It’s just that there are more and more wandering souls outside recently, and their roars and screams are also faintly heard.

But the architecture of the Deep Church is majestic and solid after all. After these sounds are heard, they are as inaudible as the sobs of a dying person, leaving only some chilling aftertaste.

But contrary to Lan En's expectation, the noise he made by kicking the door was actually not that big at all in the current scene.

 “Clang!”

In front of the deep church hall is a wide platform, and in the middle stands a statue of a **** covered and wrapped in red cloth.

 Going behind the statue of the God, there is the deepest room where the entire Deep Church was built.

“No one in the entire Netherworld Church is a Fire Sect! They are all bewitched by the power of Netherworld!”

"Ready to fight!"

Therefore, every time the fire is transmitted, the Lothric Knights will send out groups of Lothric sword and shield knights, gun shield knights, great sword guards, clergymen, and other powerful knights in formations to follow the King of Fire to burn. .

From Lan En’s perspective, the black semi-solid substance with gravel and debris still stuck on it, the ferocious tentacles were clearly reaching out towards the second floor where Rosalia was, reaching out eagerly!

The two leaders, Klimt and Leonard, were first attracted by the loud noise to the edge of the terrace where they were sitting, and looked down.

 But immediately, the two of them suppressed this emotion very well, and saw the priests coming out behind Eldridge.

 Actually, not every salary king voluntarily passes the fire, as is the case with Eldridge.

It is a link that ensures the perfection of Lothric's fire transmission procedures.

In fact, the two of them were really shocked when they saw Eldridge, the true form of the legendary [Saint of the Deep] and [King of Salmon].

 In order to ensure that these involuntary salary kings would not cause any trouble in the fire-passing ceremony, Lothric would often send powerful Lothric Knights to follow and pass the fire together.

"And the priests of the Netherworld Church originally had the duty of 'taking Eldridge to the Fire Sacrifice after he revives.' It seems that there is no problem at the moment."

　　The shouts coming from the first floor of the Deep Church caused Klimt and Leonard to turn their eyes to the side for a moment.

And now, from the deepest room, a large ball of black mud is piling up from inside!

 The tall statue of the **** wrapped in red cloth had its base crookedly sinking into the gravel pit.

 But when he pressed his hand on the railing, his leather gloves suddenly made a friction sound against the stone railing.

And just with a slight flutter of its own weight, it directly smashed the solid high platform into a gravel pit!

The White Archbishop obviously had a clear understanding of Lothric's fire-passing procedures, so Klimt was able to explain it to Leonard beside him.

 “The bell rang and it was normal for Eldridge to wake up.”

That was Lan En who was coming towards them.

 The moment he saw the large puddle of black mud, Klimt's face flashed with horror. The main reason why Leonard is so inconspicuous is due to the silver mask on his face.

Lann had already given a loud reminder, but on the second floor terrace, Klimt and Leonard did not respond immediately.

This is not only to build up the amount of souls for the initial fire to burn, but also to use force to ensure that those salary kings will not do bad things in the end.

 These knights were reduced to ashes after the ceremony and were buried in the Ashes Cemetery on the cliff behind Lothric City.

So now it seems that although the Eldridge in front of us is as horrifying as a legend, in fact, on the surface, it does appear to be following the procedures.

"And this guy." Leonard glanced down at the witcher who was frowning and driving towards him.

 “He got too close to the other two archbishops during this period.”

"It's hard to tell whether he wanted to provoke us to take action first, and then provide an excuse for the two archbishops over there to eliminate us."

During this period, the other two archbishops not only opened the door to Lan En who was "hungry for knowledge".

They seemed to want to dismantle the small team serving Rosalia from within. They showed kindness and generosity to many people in the team.

To this day, there are indeed many people who were originally organized by Klimt. They have left the team at some point and have never appeared on this terrace again.

This is the end of the world when the first fire is about to go out. It is normal to disappear without even saying hello.

Lan En clearly sensed the distrust between the two people above.

"Don't be stupid! Those bishops and priests are not escorting prisoners at all. Didn't you see that there are no traces of battle on their bodies? Is Eldridge a salary king who can just walk out and be burned after saying a few words?! "

 Lan En figured out the logic in a very short time, which obviously shocked Klimt and Leonard, who originally relied on inertial thinking and thought everything was following normal procedures.

 But then, they immediately realized that what Lan En said was right!

 “Defense!”

Klimt's mouth under his gray beard suddenly opened wide, and he could even see the hole in his throat while roaring!

 “Close the door of the goddess, and the outer iron gate! Close them all! All!”

Now on this terrace, only the maggots who worship the goddess Rosalia and the warriors who stayed behind because of their desire for the 'rebirth ceremony' are left. There are not many others left. After Klimt shouted, the maggots immediately took action.

They struggled to pupate their bodies, wanting to do their last bit for the goddess.

 Leonard also immediately began to organize the remaining warriors.

 He himself also drew a crescent curved sword and a shield.

“Behold, the food began to move.”

Archbishop Macdonald said to Archbishop Louis next to him, holding his belly and laughing.

 “It will definitely taste better if the blood circulates before eating.”

Louis glanced sideways at his brother.

 He served because he was intoxicated by the profound power of his master, but Archbishop Macdonald and his group of fat priests were different.

They even inherited the habit of cannibalism from the Deep Saints, and in this decadent and depleted world, they ate themselves up like drowned fat pigs.

“Oh, there is a kid who is thirsty for our knowledge.”

Like a loving old priest, Archbishop Macdonald looked at Lane in the hall who approached the second-floor terrace from the other side.

 But at the corner of his mouth, there was clear and sticky saliva shining.

That fat tongue also instinctively stretched out its lips and licked it around.

 “What a pity, he is a beautiful and good boy. But now it seems that he has not taken the truly precious knowledge into his heart at all.”

 He is still a little aggrieved.

“It’s a shame that I arranged the books for him in order of depth. [Deep Asylum] is the first such simple story.”

 “It doesn’t matter, he will be eaten by his master anyway.”

 Archbishop Louis said calmly.

The church of Youshu is full of their people, and the belief in Youshu is contagious. No, this kind of belief is literally contagious in this world where the first fire is weak!

 When the remnants of deep knowledge emerged from Eldridge's coffin.

　　When Archbishop Macdonald, who was responsible for pouring out the blood of the undead, discovered the extremely deep sediment of humanity in the deep lake containing the dark blood.

 The profound knowledge and belief swept over the entire church. Red cloth, candlelight, and statues of gods were all unable to prevent the priests from sinking.

There is a large group of wandering souls outside that can tear people alive, but if you run outside, you may not be able to survive.

 But this young man chose to run in and all the way upstairs was blocked.

 Being blocked by a salary king.

  It is simply seeking death!

Leonard upstairs no longer doubted Lan En’s intentions at this time.

He was staring at the balcony with his sword and shield in hand, while shouting without looking back.

 “Find another way, Lan! Don’t be so stupid.”

Before Leonard could even finish the word "Come straight over", there was a sudden "click" sound coming from the stone railing beside him.

　　The face with the silver mask twisted to the side, under Leonard's stunned eyes.

Cooperating with the dragging of the rope mechanism, Lan En's [Light Body Technique] was used, like a huge eagle rushing towards him!

 He turned over neatly and landed on the ground, and the hook lock device integrated with the arm armor on his left hand recovered the rope.

"You are." Leonard looked like he was seeing a ghost more than when Eldridge called him just now. "How did you get up here?"

 “Here and now? What do you mean?” Lan En rolled his eyes angrily. "Are you afraid you're joking?"

  “Say, say the same thing.”

Leonard blinked and tensed up again.

But Leonard was not the only one shocked by Lan En's series of actions. The group of bishops behind Eldridge also made a surprised noise.

Then, seemingly led by the angry Archbishop Macdonald, the priests raised the candlesticks in their hands, and the candlelight on it began to expand and fire!

 Densely packed fireballs streaked through the air, leaving trails behind.

 But on the terrace, there is not all resistance.

The maggots also took out their own spell-casting catalysts, and then began to recite the stories taught by the angels.

A double-pronged spear made of white light formed in front of the maggots, and then projected downwards.

These double-pronged spears look exactly like the ones in Klimt's arms, and they are accompanied by snow-white feathers falling down.

 (End of this chapter)