This scene was very exaggerated. A large golden flag seemed like a comet flying from the sky, with a long golden tail flame, piercing the sky and flying over from a distance.
"boom!"
A loud bang!
The stone bricks on the avenue not far away from Mark suddenly exploded, and a large pit nearly one meter deep appeared out of thin air.
Amidst the splashing gravel and soil, the golden flag that was thrown to the ground rustled in the night wind.
Mark, who could barely open his eyes due to the flying sand and stones, was surprised to see the [Eye of Light] emblem on the banner.
"This..." Mark was dumbfounded.
What happened next was enough to shock him.
A strong man descended from heaven!
A man wearing a black tights and a black mask turned around several times in the air in an extremely coquettish manner, and finally landed on the flagpole very lightly.
The softness is like a leaf falling on a calm lake.
It was obviously a flagpole as sharp as a spear tip with red tassels, but he just made an independent posture like a golden rooster, and just like that, with his hands on his hips, he trampled on the flag that symbolized the goddess of light.
Mark looked at him a little blankly, and the nine men in black who jumped out of the air.
These people surrounded him in a circle.
According to the original owner's somewhat poor memory, Mark could tell from the black eye patterns on their badges that they were from the Cult of the Goddess of the Night.
In this world, the goddesses of light and night are twin sisters. According to the official statement of the Wright Empire - they represent day and night and are the patron saints of the empire.
Privately, despite the close cooperation between the two churches, believers on both sides seemed unhappy with each other.
Of course, Mark was even more unhappy.
He hadn't seen such a condescending and hateful look in an unknown amount of time.
Mark tried his best to control his emotions, looked up at the handsome man, and thought to himself: The other party didn't take action directly at the first time... Since these mysterious people represent the will of the goddess of the night, my life is probably saved.
Sure enough, after a moment, after looking at Mark carefully, the handsome man spoke.
"You are Mark Destiny, right? We are the [Raven] team of the Night Goddess's Night Watch! You don't need to know things you shouldn't know, you just need to know that your survival is very important to us."
accurate!
So unhappy!
So XX unhappy!
Mark had just experienced extreme fear and anxiety, and after finally escaping, he was declared safe by this guy as if he was giving alms to a beggar.
Mark’s heart is not filled with anger, so that’s why he is evil.
It's a pity that the Night Watch is a special organization that is truly superior to the royal spies and is dedicated to targeting the existence of "evil". Until he understands the situation, Mark can only hold back.
"What? Do you have any objections?" The handsome man's voice was filled with an inhumane coldness and arrogance, as if hinting at his master's moodiness.
Just as Mark was about to speak, another man across from him laughed out loud: "Captain, I'm just handsomer than you. Why are you making things difficult for me?"
The atmosphere has changed subtly.
"Shut up...by the way, am I really not as good as him?" The handsome man pretended to be angry and pulled down his mask, revealing his true face. He has a good face, with clear facial features and deep facial lines.
From the looks of it, I think he is a sunny man. To be fair, his good looks are really good.
It's a pity, who to compare with.
Mark after time travel seems to have inherited his good looks before time travel.
The exquisite facial features seem to have been carefully carved by an art master after countless days and nights. His eyes are like lightning and his eyebrows are picturesque. Different from the masculine look of a handsome man, Mark's face has a more handsome look that is both strong and soft.
If you have to say who he resembles the most, it would probably be Cloud, the male protagonist of the famous game "Final Fantasy 7".
Maybe a handsome man can attract a lot of crazy bees and butterflies, but Mark is so good-looking that even men can't help but envy and hate him.
The guys next to me looked at it for a while, and then they all laughed strangely and said:
"Boss, we can't speak out of conscience. This guy is really more handsome than you."
"It's probably the difference between 85 points and 100 points."
After being attacked by his subordinates, the handsome man angrily put his mask back on: "Stop talking nonsense, it's not completely safe here yet, take the people away first."
Mark couldn't help but argue. Two men in black next to him took out his hands, held his arms, and suddenly jumped up.
Under the moonlight, Mark vaguely followed the hawk's cry in the air, and then he saw a huge flying eagle flying down from the air.
They look similar to the Argentine giant eagles from the dinosaur era on Earth, with a wingspan of up to eight meters.
The biggest difference from ordinary eagles is their size and the fact that they can be tamed.
The memory of the original owner told him that this was the [Light Condor], and only the elites of the Church of Light and Night or the military were qualified to use this raptor as a mount.
An elite night watchman team was dispatched once and for all. What incident did I, Mark, get involved in?
Before he could figure out what was happening, Mark was taken to the giant eagle. After a trance like flying in the clouds, he took off flying.
This flight was really not a good one.
The clouds became thicker. Without the moonlight, the whole world was a blur of darkness, and only the rolling hills could be seen.
The wind was so strong that Mark could hardly open his eyes.
Five minutes has passed? Or how long?
Mark found that they had arrived at the last supply point before his expedition team set off, outside the town of Rohit.
There is a three-meter-high stone wall surrounding the town. Mark still remembers the rough gatehouse with exposed granite that he saw when entering and leaving the town.
But the Flying Eagle troop sent some kind of light signal to the ground and flew directly into the town.
The town was quiet late at night.
Towards the center of the town, more than five hundred houses sleep in the darkness.
Only the church directly east of the town was brightly lit.
In the open space in front of the church, the eye-shaped brazier is the clearest guide.
The giant eagle landed, flapping its broad wings and setting off a strong wind on the grass.
Some guys also dressed in black came up to them and said from afar: "Please wait a moment. According to the regulations, we must first make sure that there are no 'abnormalities' on your side."
This is right! According to the [Code of Darkness] of the Church of the Night, everyone who has been exposed to [anomalies] should be examined.
Mark, who was clamped down from the flying eagle, noticed the strange holy object in the open space.
It was a golden copper pillar that looked the same as the one outside the underground dance hall, but it was very small, about sixty centimeters high, less than one-third the size of the sacred object in the dance hall.
When the man in black poured holy oil into the opening on the side of the copper pillar and lit it on fire, Mark found that the eye on the copper pillar seemed to come alive and began to slowly open it.
In the dark night, the sacred golden light is more dazzling than a lighthouse.
The golden light in the Eye of Holy Light swept across the night watchmen one by one. This spotlight-like light stayed on Mark, the only one who was not an exception, for the longest time.
It was an uncomfortable feeling to be the center of attention. After waiting for twelve or three seconds, Mark heard the sounds of relief from the night watchmen around him.
"Thank you to the goddess of light and night." Captain [Raven] became serious: "We cannot take it lightly yet. [Abnormalities] are often difficult to detect. They will invade people's souls silently. The more advanced the weirdness,
The more pollution it brings to people, the more difficult it is to identify.”
"Is there any next step for review?"
"certainly!"
Pushing open the rusty iron door outside the church and passing through the stone wall, the night watchman's leather boots made almost no sound on the bumpy cobblestone road.
The wooden door on the front of the church had not been painted for a long time, and twelve candles that were obviously larger than the size of the candlesticks were inserted into the candlesticks on both sides of the porch. The sacred golden light illuminated the doorway as if it were daytime.
A kind old priest with white hair, white beard and long eyebrows is waiting here.
He was wearing a spotless white robe and a small red melon hat on his head. In addition to the gold-trimmed epaulettes and cuffs, the most eye-catching thing was the [Brightness] hanging around his neck, which looked like a gold chain.
Eye].
This golden eye is as big as a fist.
He squinted his eyes, smiled and spoke: "I am today's rotating pastor, Albert. My child, you are shocked."
"Uh, I...I'm Mark Destiny." Mark returned the salute in a panic. He found that all the night watchmen around him saluted at the same time.
"plz follow me."
There was magical power in the old pastor's voice, and Mark was convinced unknowingly. Guarded by two night watchmen, he followed the old pastor into the church.
The holy church was filled with candles. The smell of holy incense filled the entire place.
It was no illusion. The moment Pastor Albert entered the church, the whole church lit up.
The aisle in the middle of the church is lined with benches on both sides for believers, where believers hold mass every day.
When the old priest walked by, the candles next to the benches all shone brightly.
All the way to the statue of the Goddess of Light with open arms, under the gaze of the eyes of light on the sacred pillars on both sides, Albert turned around, and his eyes that had been like two slits suddenly opened, and asked slowly: "Are you
Mark Destiny?"
Mark didn't understand why the old pastor asked this. He just felt that there was a mysterious power that penetrated people's hearts from the old pastor's green eyes!
This power is mysterious and mysterious, full of wonderful charm.
All of a sudden, Mark entered a state similar to being tipsy.
He seemed drunk but not drunk, the surrounding scene was like a dream, and many bubbles of light and shadow rose from the edge of his vision in the confusion.
There is nothing better than telling the truth after drinking.
Only when Mark was about to become intoxicated, the deepest part of his brain suddenly woke up: No! This is probably the god's version of truth serum.
Mark half-raised his eyelids, his eyes blurry with drunkenness: "I'm Mark."
The corners of Albert's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes became a little softer: "Why do you want to go to Le Mans Manor?"
"That guy Parker said, I'm about to graduate from occult studies. How can I complete my studies in occult studies if I don't take a risk..." Mark followed his memory and recounted this 'just go' adventure.
The question and answer lasted for a while...
"Why did that doll let you go?"
"I danced with her."
"Then what?"
"I was so scared that I ran away after dancing."
The question-and-answer session lasted twenty minutes. Finally, Pastor Albert smiled and said, "Thank you for your candidness, son. I have no questions."
The old pastor put his hands on his shoulders: "Praise the light."
Mark followed suit: "Praise the light."
Until this moment, Mark felt like he suddenly woke up: "I, just now..."
Albert smiled: "This is the law - everyone who has been in contact with [anomalies] must be questioned by the pastor of the Church of Light. My child, you passed."
Mark breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, he thought he had betrayed the gang and was discovered to be a time traveler.
Fortunately, this mysterious old priest did not deliberately make things difficult for him.
"Well, I can ask..."
"No! You can't." Albert interrupted him: "[Abnormality] for you, you cannot ask, you cannot say, you cannot look directly, otherwise there may be serious consequences. Next, you need to accept
Night watch arrangements."
"Understood. Thank you, Your Excellency." Mark bowed.
"This child is very tired. Let him go down and rest first." Albert ordered.
"I will obey your will." The two night watchmen nodded.