msmithbooks Chapter 29 Moon 29
Chapter 29 Moon 29
a few days later.
"Sins are not unforgivable...
"But punishment must precede forgiveness, as the price for sin must be paid...
"My believers, you are walking in a kingdom gazed upon by God, under His radiant illumination and protection...
"He will give you everything you need, and you, keep your purity, kindness and justice, and observe the civilization of this world with eyes that cannot tolerate evil. Wherever you look, it is my Lord's punishment Where the banner of judgment stands."
The Pope stretched out his hands, and he stood under the huge imprint of the secret star. His gentle voice was like the sound of the holy bell from the kingdom of heaven, echoing in the wide, seemingly borderless church hall.
However, in his shell, Hawthorne Dylan is so bored that he can't wait to find a piece of land to grow food.
Since Falcone was sent to Arkham to eat in prison, the messenger has been idle for a while.
New clues to old days, no.
Gotham's upheaval, no.
There are potential believers worthy of attention... there are, but it is not something that can be done in a day or two to win them over, so it is shelved.
He hoped that Falcone, who was obviously abnormally polluted, would have something to say, but he was uncharacteristically quiet, obediently squatting in Arkham, as if he wasn't planning to make any big news for the time being.
Hawthorne had to be bored enough to give worship to the believers here, boasting without blushing.
The believers raised their heads and looked at the Pope. The latter, like an angel descended from mythology, was blessed with holy light, with a calm and gentle expression, but full of reassuring power.
How lucky are they to stand out from thousands of believers and get the opportunity to listen to the Pope's personal guidance?
Everyone here is a poor person who almost fell into the abyss of eternal doom, and also a lucky person who saw the brilliance given by the gods at the most desperate moment on the edge of life and death.
They are willing to be his eyes, watching over this fragile, chaotic but extremely beautiful civilization for him.
"May the eyes of the secret star stare at us." The Pope lowered his head and said with a smile.
"May the eye of the secret star stare at us!" The believers looked up at the mark of the eye of the secret star with almost fanatical piety.
……
Before the believers could react to the degree of pollution, the Pope politely and politely drove everyone out.
The harvest this time is pretty good.
The Pope stood under the seal, looking at the two crystals in his palm.
[Faith crystallization (purity D): Ordinary faith crystallization, with pure power of faith condensed in it.It can instantly replenish 30 sanity points for ordinary humans, or instantly reduce pollution by 3%. (Please note: due to the low purity of belief crystals, those whose sanity is cleared cannot use crystals to replenish sanity, and mutants cannot use crystals to reduce pollution)]
Sure enough, it is convenient to have a large number of believers, and two D-level faith crystals can be produced in just one worship.
He already has a lot of inventory, but most of them are the crystallization of E grade, and they have to be eaten by the overcrowded courier at every turn, and they can't save it. There are really not many D grades.Perhaps after the stockpile is gradually enriched, he can consider distributing these crystals to believers.
If these believers often deal with outer gods, reason will be a very scarce resource for them.
After all, he is not a devil, and he will not let the believers lose control and lose their minds.
[There are two special people among the believers below, did you put them in on purpose? 】
Hawthorne: "Oh, you mean the brothers... Well, they are useful to me."
The pope narrowed his eyes and raised his head to look at the imprint of the secret star.
"Messenger." He said softly, "I need to ask you for something."
Among the flickering lights behind the secret star imprint, one lightened slightly.
"Two special people came to the church just now. They are not believers, and they have not communicated with me. The purpose is unknown...I need you to go and see those two people. Their surname is Winchester." The Pope said, he The tone is very gentle, even a bit of a discussion tone, "The features are obvious, very recognizable."
On the other side, Yulia stood in a telephone booth by the roadside, with a lollipop in her mouth, and said vaguely to the microphone: "Since they are not believers, how did they get in?"
He remembered that the space was completely controlled by the pope, if he didn't want others to enter, it was impossible for anyone to enter.
"They should have their own means of investigation. They got in among the crowd. Of course, I let them in on purpose." The Pope said patiently, "I want to know their purpose."
"Winchester..." Uriah leaned on the phone booth, looked in the direction of the church, and smiled, "You're right, it's really conspicuous."
"Really?" The Pope's tone was still gentle, "Then I'll leave it to you, Messenger."
"You're welcome, Your Excellency the Pope." Ulea said.
He lazily raised his eyes and looked at the two brothers standing at the door of the relief station, communicating with a believer.
[Dean Winchester: sanity value 300/300, pollution degree 0.13%]
[Sam Winchester: sanity value 300/300, pollution degree 0.45%]
Ulea: ... three hundred? ?
With a "snap", he crushed the lollipop in his mouth expressionlessly.
……
Maggie stared at the two strange men in front of her, her gaze changed from doubt to vigilance.
"Why do you want to ask about this?" Maggie asked, her tone was not very good, "I seemed to see you in the church just now, since you are His believers, why don't you even know these most basic things? "
"We...we are new here." Sam stuttered a little when asked, "Many things are still unclear."
"Yeah." Dean continued from the side, his expression was much more relaxed and natural, "Our piety is unquestionable, our belief is firm, we just want to get closer to him. By the way, ma'am, you look pretty very nice."
"...Okay." Maggie thought for a while, after all, they had also entered that holy church, and they had personally listened to the Pope's guidance and persuasion, so they let go of their doubts and asked, "What did you ask me just now?" coming?"
"We want to know how you turned to him and what he did for you," Sam said.
"We want to hear more about the deeds when the oracle came." Dean added, and Sam nodded repeatedly.
"Well..." Maggie paused, "First of all, my husband is a [expletive]."
Dean and Sam were overwhelmed by the sudden swearing and the sudden change of subject: "Uh...that's unfortunate."
"He used to hit me for no reason and take it out on me, but guess who is squatting in Arkham and banging his head against the wall all day?" Maggie blinked, "My Lord heard my prayer, help me Out of the quagmire, he saved my life."
"Good job!" Dean said seriously.
Sam glared at Dean, and asked again, "So, did you feel any difference in your life afterwards?"
Like sequelae or something?
"Of course there is," Maggie said.
Sam and Dean were shocked: "Expand and talk about it?"
"It's different from being obedient before, now I can do whatever I want, and I'm no longer afraid of those ghosts and snakes who are strong outsiders, after all, I'm the one under the protection of our great Lord!" Maggie said viciously, "Guess what? My life has become so much better. I have tried a lot of things that I didn’t have the time or dared to try before. How should I put it... I feel that my life has completely become what I once dreamed of—not a feather in the ground , but the sea of stars."
Dean and Sam froze for a moment, lost in thought.
Dean asked: "Then, secret...cough, has my lord come down to you again?"
Maggie shook her head: "No."
She looked at them suspiciously: "My Lord lives above the stars, watching the entire universe, who would be so idle and bother Him all day long?"
"Then have you ever thought that the change in your life is actually because you have become confident, free and easy and brave, not because God is helping you all the time." Sam said seriously.
Dean glared at Sam, why did this kid say that directly in front of fanatics!I'm not afraid of being beaten!
"You're an out-of-towner, aren't you, kid?" Maggie said. "You don't know Gotham."
Sam froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
"In this city, it is too difficult for a helpless person to become confident, free and easy, and brave...but the Lord gave me support, He led me out of suffering, and most importantly, He made me I know, I will always have a way out." Maggie said seriously.
"...I see." Sam said thoughtfully, "May the eyes of the secret star stare at you."
"May the eye of the secret star behold you, child." Maggie turned and left after saying that.
"...Why do I feel that the Eye of the Secret Star is really doing good deeds?" Sam said rather puzzled, "Dean, we have asked so many people, but we have not been able to find out anything about it."
"Maybe it's just false propaganda under the cover of the Outer God, and it's actually a person with superpowers." Dean said, he flipped through his notebook with a serious expression, "It is absolutely impossible for a serious Outer God to have this Leisurely come to Earth to play the game of being a friendly neighbor.”
"But you also saw that inside that church—" Sam shook his head and said, "It's definitely not a special effect or an optical illusion, Dean, it's definitely a separate space, an infinite space. I feel oppressed in it It's like being strangled by someone's throat, I don't want to experience that dangerous and terrifying feeling again."
"Yeah, I didn't say that this superpower is not powerful." Dean turned to the page of the notes about the Eye of the Secret Star and said, "We have too little information about the Outer Gods here, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. There are only two pieces of information recorded in the notes: [-]. It is extremely dangerous. [-]. It has disappeared from the earth for hundreds of years—it doesn’t seem right no matter how you look at it.”
"Then do you think this church is really related to the matter we are investigating?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, but this is our only clue right now." Dean frowned and closed his notebook, "Maybe we should start with the Pope..."
"Trust me, that's not a good idea." Sam felt a chill down his spine as he recalled the pope smiling.
That guy seemed to be easy to talk to, but for some reason, Sam always felt like he was shrouded in a cloud of fog and shadows. Behind the thick fog, no one knew what kind of terrifying monster was pretending to be harmless look like.
"We can also try to find the special organization they said is directly affiliated to the Mystic Eye, what is it called...'Star Nest'?" Dean said, "But this organization has more information than the Mystic Church. Much less."
"The 'Star Nest' is just a legend within the church, no one knows if it's a lie or not!" Sam said.
Dean shrugged indifferently: "There are no real groundless rumors in this world, Sam."
"Hey, hello."
While they were discussing, a young voice greeted them not far away.
As soon as the two turned their heads, they saw a handsome young man in casual clothes standing not far away, smiling at them with crooked eyebrows.
"Hello." The two brothers quickly responded.
"I seem to have heard you say that you are investigating something just now... Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just happened to pass by." Ulea said, with an innocent smile on his face, matching that baby face, it looked extraordinarily Credible, "May I know some details, maybe I can help."
Dean and Sam looked at each other.
"Oh, no, it's just trivial things," said Sam.
"Yeah, no big deal," Dean said.
Then they saw the smile on the face of the child in front of them deepened.
"I don't think what you're investigating is a trivial matter, after all, you're not ordinary people, are you?"
Maybe it's a habit, or maybe it's innate, Yulea always speaks with a hint of a smile in his emphasis, which makes people sound relaxed.
But as soon as he said this, both Dean and Sam raised their heads. Not only did they not relax at all, they even became more vigilant.
"Son, I don't understand what you mean." The smile on Dean's face remained.
"You want to know about the Church of the Secret Star. It just so happens that I know it well." Ulea said, "In exchange, tell me about what you are investigating. Trust me, we can win-win."
Dean and Sam looked at each other, and both saw vigilance and doubt in each other's eyes.
"Who are you?" Dean looked at Uriah and asked.
"Me? You can call me a messenger." Ulea said with a smile.
As if to prove the credibility of this sentence, he flicked out a coin in his hand. The coin was spinning rapidly in mid-air, but it seemed to be unaffected by the gravity of the earth, floating above his palm with.
Dean and Sam's pupils trembled, and they looked at the smiling boy in front of them in astonishment.
--messenger.
One of the members of Star Nest with a known code name, a powerful existence that cannot be ignored in many legends of the Mystic Star Church, and an extremely mysterious agent of the gods.
The coin that violated the rules of nature seems to be a symbol of extraordinary power, reflecting the ever-fading shimmer in the high-speed rotation.
"You are..." Sam said in surprise.
"Can we have a good talk now?" Uriah raised his hand and put the coin into his palm.He blinked and asked softly.
……
In a roadside coffee shop.
"Exorcism?" Uriah raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"That's our job," Sam said.
"Generally speaking, we don't come to Gotham. After all, Gotham has her own guardian, and most of the time there will be no demons here, but this time is a bit special." Dean said, he took out A somewhat tattered map was spread out on the table, and he pointed to the several red circles drawn on it, "We have found abnormalities in these places."
Uriah glanced at the map.
The red circles are basically distributed in the surrounding areas of Gotham, with Gotham as the center in a radial shape.
"In the circled places, there have been incidents of outsiders suddenly going crazy. The specific manifestations are excessive panic, violent outbursts and hurting people, and they will mutter something..." Dean paused and said, "The moon."
moon.
Hawthorne burst into tears: "Help, I finally got a valid clue, and the plot can finally advance. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
【Actually, you know it, right?All in all, you have observed. 】
Hawthorn said with a smile: "Yes, but the messenger doesn't know. Pollution is really a disgusting thing, isn't it?"
"Moon?" Uriah repeated.
"Moon." Dean nodded. "The madness lasted for at most a week before they died. The autopsy result was sudden cardiac death. Guess what they have in common?"
Uriah squinted her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Are they... all from Gotham?"
"Bingo!" Dean snapped his fingers, "Isn't this just a coincidence?"
"So you suspect that the Mysterious Star Church did it?" Yulea said, leaning on the sofa, still looking relaxed.
"We didn't say that," Dean said, shrugging.
"In fact, judging from the timeline, the time of the first death was before the Church of the Secret Star appeared in Gotham." Sam said, "But we don't rule out this possibility."
Ulea leaned on the sofa, squinted her eyes, and looked at the two brothers in front of her in silence.
After a while he said, "We didn't do it."
"Leave that aside." Dean crossed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and said in a slightly aggressive tone, "We've already told you why we're here, isn't it your turn now? ?”
Ulea laughed: "That's right, you can ask me anything you want to know, but before that..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of glass shattering not far away, followed by a burst of gunfire, and after the sound of chaotic footsteps, a voice said arrogantly: "Everyone, I don't want to die!" If you say it, you will squat on the ground with your head in your hands!"
Dean: ...
Sam: ...
Ulea: ...
The three of them fell into a brief silence, and Uriah smiled helplessly and awkwardly, and said, "Uh, although this may be a bit late, but... welcome to Gotham."