It has been several days since the previous evil god invasion incident, but Cassel College is still shrouded in the shadow of that horrific incident.
The ruins that have not yet been cleared are evidence of this.
Fingel is no exception.
But what he was more nervous about now was another matter.
That was what Miss Justice told him about the secret meeting of the Mysterious Church.
What kind of secret gathering is this?
He didn't know if he could stay in his dormitory now. If someone from the Secret Church really came to contact him, would others discover it?
Although he had found an excuse to trick Lu Mingfei into studying in the library, he was still worried that someone would suddenly come in and find that he was hooking up with someone from the Secret Church?
However, according to the secretive methods of the Secret Church, maybe they will hide their whereabouts...
If someone comes suddenly, is it an emergency? Do you want to read Alfred's honorary name?
Or do you want me to make a judgment based on the situation? But in what way was the secret meeting conducted?
Fingel kept thinking wildly.
As for Chu Zihang, he was very calm.
He has always been a solitary person, and staying alone in his room all afternoon will not attract anyone's attention.
Now, he is sitting on a chair, with a black cat lying lazily on his lap. Chu Zihang is reading a book with one hand, and the other hand is placed on the cat.
Teacher Cat Insect, who gently strokes his own cat.
Teacher Maomaochong seemed to be very comfortable, his eyes narrowed slightly. The whole cat looked lazy.
It slowly and leisurely turned around and changed sides for Chu Zihang to continue masturbating.
Suddenly, it asked curiously: "There is a meeting coming soon, aren't you nervous?"
Chu Zihang shook his head and said calmly: "It's okay."
"Hmm." Teacher Maomao glanced at Chu Zihang and said lazily, "You have a good heart for acceptance."
"But the time is coming soon. Do you remember what I said? There used to be a lot of people at our party, but due to special reasons, now only the Minor Arcana and a few others are present." Teacher Maomao
Offline Tarot training has begun again.
Chu Zihang still listened very attentively and wrote down all the things that Teacher Mao Mao Chong mentioned.
"Why can't others attend the rally?" Chu Zihang asked.
"Oh, they are not in this world now." Teacher Maomaochong said casually.
Chu Zihang did not continue to ask. He felt that if he asked again, he might hear something terrible.
At this moment, he discovered that crimson light emerged like a tide, emerging out of thin air and drowning him in one fell swoop!
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In the dormitory, Fingel, who was alone, glanced out the window, still feeling irritable.
Just when he wanted to stand up and move around, deep red and illusory light erupted from all around and from within his body at the same time!
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Above the gray fog, Fingel regained his sight and looked around cautiously and calmly. He saw a man diagonally opposite with a blurry head and a hazy figure making similar movements.
There was also a thin man who didn't look around, but just looked ahead quietly.
Chu Zihang did not look around casually. After all, he had dreamed of this kind of place filled with gray mist countless times in his dreams.
Although the viaduct was shrouded in gray fog on a rainy night, the feeling was exactly the same as now.
Chu Zihang had his own guess in his mind.
He didn't look around like the other two people. After all, these actions in the dream had taught him a bloody lesson.
The Weird Worm 007 sitting at the top looked at them and was filled with emotion for a moment. The same was true for Audrey sitting next to it.
She remembered that she was very panicked when she was dragged into the Tarot Society, and she was completely unable to observe the surroundings calmly like them. However... their reaction was a bit like Mr. "The Hanged Man".
Fingel and the others quickly saw the scene around them clearly, and were horrified for a moment.
They came to a magnificent building, surrounded by towering stone pillars and covered by a broad dome.
The whole building is spectacular, majestic and towering, like the palace of a giant in legend. It also looks like the palace of a giant dragon.
Directly under the dome, surrounded by gray mist, there are four long bronze tables, with seven high-backed chairs on the left and right, and the same seats are placed in the front and back. The backs of the chairs are bright and flashing, dark red, and the outlines do not correspond to reality.
strange constellations.
Fingel, Chu Zihang and Lao Tang all deeply felt the horror of the Secret Church.
They were just doing their own thing in their own room, but they didn't expect to arrive in this place full of gray fog in an instant!
How incredible this is!
Old Tang looked at the magnificent buildings around him in surprise, silently comparing it with his own Bronze City. He felt that his own Bronze City seemed a bit out of place.
Above the long table is a row of seats overlooking a high place. A mysterious being shrouded in gray mist, wearing a classic gentleman's clothing, sits in the middle, looking down at them.
There were a few people sitting in the top row of seats, but they were all shrouded in gray fog and their faces could not be seen clearly.
Only some features can be roughly distinguished.
Fingel recognized the figure with brilliant golden hair at a glance. He should be Miss Justice.
The one sitting next to the mysterious being was wearing exaggerated clothes and a tall hat, and looked like a magician.
And sitting at the end is a gloomy man in black robe, his whole body shrouded under his robe.
There is also a figure with short blond hair sitting at the long table below, who should be the violent dragon Alfred.
Although there seems to be a total of 78 seats, the number of people seems to be very small.
There were only a few people sitting here and there on the four rows of long tables.
There was a middle-aged man wearing an expensive suit, a man dressed as a detective, and a woman with long red hair.
Fingel and Chu Zihang both recognized the woman with long red hair... Wasn't this one of the terrorists from the Secret Church who invaded Cassel College that night?
I didn't expect she was here too.
While the three newcomers were thinking wildly, the mysterious gentleman sitting at the top said calmly: