092. Apocalypse of the Other World (7)
Sir Paris, the adjutant of the Knights of St. Marsyas, was quick to judge the situation.
Suddenly, the building collapsed and a pile of unidentified objects came pouring out from somewhere, but he remained unfazed and organized as many troops as he could muster.
Screams continued to erupt from all over the Heresy Tribunal, but there was no time to pay any attention to them. He felt that the really big problem was in the basement of the building.
Paris ran towards the epicenter with his fellow paladins. However, while passing through the hallway of the dungeon, they suddenly fell through the collapsed floor, deep underground.
“Ugh… … .”
When I finally came to my senses, I realized that it was a huge underground corridor.
Along with the remains of the building scattered here and there, prisoners with broken bones or death from the impact of falling can be seen.
The condition of the guards who fell together was also not very good. The height from which it fell was too high.
Except for a few paladins who handle aurors and divine power, there are no people who can properly stand up.
Paris staggered to his feet and looked around. Although he had been a member of the Knights of St. Marsyas for a long time, he had never heard of such a huge corridor in the basement of the Inquisition building.
And at the bottom of the corridor, you see a huge black hole whose depth you can’t even guess.
Monsters were constantly coming out of that strange hole where black mud was flowing and swirling.
Most of the monsters were insect types that looked like ants or bees, and their sizes ranged from large dogs to the size of horses.
They didn’t even bother to look at Paris and his group who had fallen into the corridor, and flew straight up to the upper floor. As if there was a clear goal.
Only wingless ants were biting the prisoners lying here and there on the floor.
“… … ?”
And in front of the hole, there was the figure of a middle-aged priest whom Paris was familiar with.
This is Priest Hayes, a man with a kind face who worked with the Heresy Tribunal for a long time.
Paris slowly approached him and asked with a trembling voice.
“… Brother Hayes, is this all your doing? why… … .”
“… … .”
“What is this basement again? “How long have you known about this place?”
Priest Hayes didn’t even look at him. It was just a calm voice that rang hollowly in the huge corridor.
“At the center of Delcross, before there was an imperial palace, there was already the largest church on the continent. “Even before the Heresy Tribunal building was built, this place was the home of the Church of [Rest].”
“Church of Rest?”
“… Sir, you are still young. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the four underground religious denominations.”
He paused for a moment, staring at the holey ceiling of the corridor.
“Now we are denounced and exterminated as a dark church, but from the beginning we were a peaceful church that had worshiped the Lord even before the founding of the Holy Kingdom.”
Church of Darkness.
A heretical group within the church that is said to have been purged in the early days of the current Holy Emperor’s reign.
“Our Archbishop said that through rest, all of God’s believers will be saved forever. That is why it is called the Order of [Sabbath].”
His words meant only one thing.
“Heresy… . Brother Hayes, you were a heretic!”
As Paris stumbled for a moment in shock, Hayes burst out laughing.
“Lord Paris. On what basis do you judge heresy? “Do you know anything about the true teachings given by the Lord God before the founding of the Thousand Year Empire?”
“what… … ?”
“So do you think the current Unification Church is normal? “Isn’t that self-righteous attitude of distorting the teachings of the main god and eradicating all dissenting opinions a heresy that truly goes against the will of the main god?”
Paris was momentarily speechless. The aloof-looking priest who I always thought was the typical example of a priest is speaking confidently and confidently. Is it really possible that he himself misunderstood something?
What woke him up from his dazed state was a calm voice suddenly heard from behind.
“At least the current Unification Church does not commit mass murder like you do.”
Paris and Hayes looked back at the same time.
At some point, a person they never thought they would see here was slowly walking towards them.
He was dressed in the same casual attire as when attending a political meeting, and his long, white robes draped casually swayed slowly as he walked.
“Prosperous… your majesty?”
Seonghwang glanced at the surrounding fathers with his usual dull expression. He then looked at the huge hole behind Hayes for a moment, and then faintly raised one corner of his mouth.
At that moment, the two felt a chill running down their spines.
“You’ve been hiding from my eyes so well. “He’s a devil worshiper of the old order.”
* * *
hell.
The appearance of the Heresy Tribunal’s dungeon was like a view of hell from the scriptures.
Monsters that looked like giant wasps were popping out from the collapsed prison floor here and there.
Prisoners fall headlong down holes or have their chests bitten off by monsters that fly into the prison. Most of the prisoners, who were already in poor condition due to the cruel interrogation, died just from that alone.
“this… What the hell is this… … .”
When the old master, who had been in a daze, turned his head, he saw the miserable corpse of a young man with his torso completely crushed next to him. He was the brother of [Pasong], who had recently been working together in the dungeon.
Suddenly, a huge monster came out from deep underground, crawled up to the ground, and somehow ended up crushing his body.
“Bethelah… … .”
As he was making the sign of the cross helplessly, he heard a voice calling him from afar.
“… Brother! Brother, are you okay?”
Clemens, who had come with difficulty through the chaos, supported the stumbling body of Nosajae and asked, In one hand he was still holding a long pipe for sowing.
“Brother Clemens, what is going on?”
At that question, Clemens stared at the collapsed floor for a moment and chewed his lips.
“It seems like it was done by brothers from a forgotten sect. “It probably touches on the legacy of [Sabbath].”
“… A legacy of rest? Why on earth do you do that now?”
“How should I know that!”
Clemens’ voice was exasperated.
How could he have predicted this?
Hayes Priest. I felt sorry for him in his situation of not being able to die, so I even invited him to participate in the task, but I never thought he would completely ruin his plan like this.
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“iced coffee… … .”
A legacy of rest that was believed to accelerate the task.
But now the monsters that came out of there were devouring everything they had built.
From the seeds that were diligently planted to the flower buds that struggled to sprout.
Tears flowed from the eyes of the old priest who was watching the scene in bewilderment.
“Our task… The day of the great harvest… … .”
“You still don’t know? Now it’s all wrong!”
Clemens screamed and forced the old priest to stand up.
“Forget about the task for now! We need to put everything aside and get out of here right now!”
The Heresy Tribunal is now over. There was nothing more they could do.
In that case, we need to meet with [the bishop] as soon as possible to discuss future measures.
Clemens began to walk towards the ground, dragging his brother, who was still unable to control his body properly due to shock.
* * *
Before the Delcross Empire was declared, in addition to the Orthodox Church, four offshoot denominations were already established in the capital.
These are called [Payment], [Sowing], [Repentance], and [Rest] respectively.
After the first emperor tacitly allowed some of their activities, these underground sects grew in power along with the growth of Delcross.
Under the main building of the imperial palace, there was a huge underground corridor that was the headquarters of each religious order, as was the Heresy Tribunal.
Additionally, they are each connected by an underground passage. In some ways, you could think of it as another imperial palace underground.
It seemed that the Holy Emperor had probably crossed the underground passage connecting the main palace and the Heresy Tribunal.
Nathaniel Klein.
The 17th ruler, and the one who completely wiped out the underground religious order that had existed for a thousand years from the capital.
The person who made Hayes endure the many years of hardship is now looking at the scene of hell that he has unfolded with an expression of no emotion at all.
As if this was nothing.
“You’ve been hiding from my eyes so well. “He’s a devil worshiper of the old order.”
At those words, Hayes, who had seemed somewhat detached until now, glared at Seonghwang with a rare display of intense emotion in his eyes.
“You’re a devil worshiper, such a ridiculous slander…” … !”
“The Demon King was worshiped as another god, and the Archbishop himself carried out large-scale human sacrifices for him, didn’t he?”
Seonghwang tilted his head to one side and continued speaking as if explaining.
“Such people are usually called devil worshipers in the world.”
Paris, who was listening, was astonished. This is because Priest Hayes did not deny the Holy Emperor’s words at all.
The look of anger slowly disappears from his face as he remains silent. His momentarily lost composure seemed to have returned.
“Human sacrifice…” I’m mistaken. “It was a ceremony of rest.”
“Was the intention of the parties reflected in that?”
“There is no one who does not long for rest in this painful world.”
“So did you give [rest] not only to pregnant women but also to newborn infants?”
“They are all saved!”
“okay.”
Seonghwang nodded to Hayes, who was upset, with an indifferent expression.
“So, I personally gave you salvation through rest, so why are you so angry?”
“After slaughtering the brothers so unilaterally, you now call it salvation… … !”
However, Hayes’ protesting voice gradually died down.
In fact, he knows that the [Rest] given to infants is ultimately no different from the death of their brothers.
Paris swallowed and looked at his face.
“He is so dogmatic and full of self-contradictions that he is truly a model of heresy.”
The Holy Emperor sneered faintly and slowly pulled out the sword at his waist. It is a pure white sword with an unusually long handle compared to its short, streamlined blade.
“By now, we should have been able to find everything he scattered. “I don’t think there’s any need to wait any longer.”
“… entire… Did you know?”
Hayes repeated in a weak voice. His eyes were empty, as if he had let go of his life goals and will at the same time.
Seonghwang looked into his eyes for a moment and asked quietly.
“You hid so well that you avoided my eyes for such a long time, so why did you suddenly do something like this, even though you knew you would fail?”
Seonghwang seemed truly curious.
The only reason why Hayes was able to escape Seonghwang’s gaze was because he had not yet received the [baptism] of rest. Because he did not receive the mark etched into his soul, Hayes was able to survive the Great Purge alone.
However, for an unbaptized person to live according to the doctrine of rest is like a living person walking in death. This is by no means something that an ordinary mind can endure.
But how could I have let all those years of hard work go by so wastefully?
“I had no choice. I am… I cannot refuse His command… … .”
Hayes stumbled and covered his face with both hands. It looks dangerous, as if it could collapse at any moment.
Hayes, who had been shaking all over for a while, eventually raised his head towards Seonghwang with moist eyes.
“What do you plan to do with him?”
“… … .”
Seonghwang did not answer. He just slowly raised his sword towards Hayes.
“… Right.”
As if he understood something, Hayes smiled sadly with tears in his eyes.
“Everything is already under His plan. His preparations are not over yet… … .”
wickedness. The Holy Emperor’s arm waved silently.
Suddenly, a dazzling white and long Auror blade was revealed on the sword.
dump. Priest Hayes’ body, neatly cut in two, lies helpless on the floor. Compared to what he had done, it was a completely meaningless ending that made one sigh.
Paris was watching the whole scene, unable to breathe.
“Were you Lord Durand’s lieutenant?”
Seonghwang, who had been looking at the corpse for a moment, asked Paris.
“Yes that’s right. your majesty.”
Seonghwang quietly looked up at the empty ceiling. In the dark corridor, his eyes seemed to shed a strange silver glow.
“Go up and gather the knights. From now on, you are the commander of the Knights of Saint Marsyas.”
“yes? What is that… … .”
However, the Holy Emperor did not answer his question, but instead walked towards the large hole in the floor of the corridor. A black hole with monsters still constantly coming out of it.
The Holy Emperor slowly raised his hand towards the pit of hell. Soon his body is enveloped in a faint light.
At that moment, Paris seemed to see something like a golden halo shining above his head.
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