Chapter 2530 Separation of paths and deviation (twenty-three)
At the same time (?), somewhere in the underground base of the Meyerson Brotherhood.
"Wow." Bedivere followed a group of people and was taken to a brotherhood auditorium that he had never been to before. From the luxurious and solemn golden carved pillars around the auditorium, the werewolf youth could tell
He understood the importance of this auditorium. Those pillars were intricately carved, and thousands of falcons seemed to all turn their heads to examine him at the same time, in order to see through some kind of "essence" in his body.
"Mr. Bedivere," in the center of the auditorium, Academician Zuster stopped and turned to the werewolf young man: "Before we announce anything next, I have to explain something to you."
"Yes?" Bedivere responded curiously. At this time, he was already dizzy by the golden light shining everywhere in this luxurious underground auditorium.
The light was actually the candlelight on the golden candlesticks around the auditorium, but the pure candlelight was reflected back and forth by the surrounding golden carved pillars, making the entire auditorium shine with light, as if there were thousands of golden stars, beside countless falcon statues.
Floating. It is difficult for a normal person not to be distracted by this kind of spectacle. Bediwell even admired the group of people wearing grand formal attire. They looked so calm, as if they were not affected by this bright scene at all.
The influence of light.
"As you know, Mr. Bedivere," the academician continued: "The Meyerson Brotherhood is a diverse organization. It is an organization that can accept people of different religions, different political opinions, and different cultures, and hopes that people within the Brotherhood can
People can work together to build an organization of harmonious order. What unites and builds our organization is an idea, not a belief. However... at the beginning of the establishment of the Meyerson Brotherhood, there was indeed
One------is just a belief, or creed, that all members of the Brotherhood need to believe in and abide by."
"Uh...what?" The werewolf young man was confused.
"That mere creed is both a prophecy and a code of conduct that regulates every member of our brotherhood. It is more important than anything else." Ignoring the confused Bediwell, Academician Zuster continued, "This creed is actually very simple.
------Listen to [its] mantra."
"it......?"
Before Bediwell could continue to ask questions, someone opened the heavy curtain deep in the auditorium, revealing a road leading deeper into the hall.
And at the end of that road, in a small room, there was a pure gold, shining right triangular pyramid, a pyramid about the size of a head. That perfect right triangular pyramid, each side was equal in length.
Every angle is of equal size, and every surface area is exactly the same without any deviation.
Even from this distance, Bedivere could feel the perfection of the pyramid, as if someone was whispering it all in his mind.
On the golden pyramid, on the triangular plane facing the crowd, there is a simple symbol carved on it, the symbol of the eye.
The all-seeing eye.
It sees everything. It knows everything. It sees everything.
Therefore, it can utter [mantra] that guides people's hearts.
The tokens of the Brotherhood, all the symbols of the Brotherhood, and even the uniforms worn by the members of the Brotherhood, have traces of the All-Seeing Eye. It is everything about the Meyerson Brotherhood.
"This is the first and final sacred object of the Brotherhood, the [Origin of the All-Seeing Eye]. I believe that after you have seen it, you should know the [Origin] of the Brotherhood's mark." Academician Zuster continued to explain : "Go, Mr. Bedivere. Touch it. It is calling you. It has been calling you since this morning, naming you to attend the ceremony."
"Why me?"
"No one knows. But the [mantra] of this sacred object always has a profound meaning, which is not something we mere mortals can simply understand. It wants you to come, so we invite you to come. In the most turbulent and chaotic period of the Brotherhood, During this period, under the witness of all the remaining elders, you, the outsider, are allowed to touch the [All-Seeing Eye of Origin]. So go ahead and touch it boldly. It will guide you and tell you what to do. What should I do when I get down?"
When everyone present turned their attention to Bediwell, the werewolf youth couldn't help but feel a little timid: "Is it really possible? This may not be good... I haven't even officially joined the brotherhood?"
"Never doubt the holy relics," one of the old men in the group of people in formal attire, who were obviously senior members of the Brotherhood, said: "The holy relics asked you to come, so you are here."
"It's just an object, an inorganic object." Bedivere said, "Are you worshiping this holy object a little too much?"
"When I was young, like you, I once questioned the absoluteness of the sacred object. In the history of the Brotherhood, countless people have also questioned its power. However, the sacred object is right, and it will always be right. Yes, countless people who have raised questions countless times have finally discovered with shame how stupid they are to doubt the authority of the sacred object." The old man continued: "Although it seems to be an inorganic object, the sacred object is Its thoughts are far deeper than ours, and its knowledge is far deeper than ours. It has rescued our brotherhood countless times in times of crisis, allowing those of us who feel hopeless and helpless in the disasters of disintegration to be saved again and again. .The sacred object knows what we want, and the sacred object knows the past and the future, so it can provide us with guidance so accurately."
"but......"
"By the way, the holy relic was not originally stored here. It was properly kept somewhere in the Brotherhood's headquarters." Academician Zuster continued to persuade: "It is precisely because of such a major incident within the Brotherhood this time. According to the requirements of the holy relics, we traveled a long distance to bring the holy relics from the headquarters to the Cairo branch. All this is to give you the opportunity to come into contact with the holy relics, Mr. Bedivere."
"Don't force me..." Bedivere rolled his eyes at the other party. He said it for this reason, making it seem as if Bedivere was being disrespectful to the brotherhood by not touching the holy object. .
"It's just a touch of that sacred object. You won't suffer any loss." Even Lawrence said: "If you don't touch it, boss, will you let me touch it?"
"You guy!" Bedivere then gave Lawrence a fierce look.
The reason for his hesitation is actually not unreasonable. It seems that this time the Brotherhood is not simply "looking to Bedivere for help with something". All of this is premeditated. Maybe the "holy object" "In order to contact Bediwell, I have colluded with the people of the Brotherhood. Although it seems to be an inorganic object, a "holy object" that does not move and is not offensive, Bediwell has something special. I have a good premonition, always feeling that as long as I touch this "holy object", I will be involved in some huge historical trend, and I will start to become involuntarily.
No, that's not right. Maybe from the moment he stepped into the door of the Brotherhood branch, he has been involved in this series of events and has long been unable to stay alone.
"Okay. I'll just touch it." The werewolf youth sighed: "But don't expect anything from me. The internal strife in the Brotherhood is your own business and must be solved by yourself. I just agreed to help hunt down the escaped man.
I'm just a fake elder, and I just touched this sacred object of yours. Don't come to me for other matters."
"I will do what I say." "Of course." "Of course." "For sure." The senior leaders of the fraternity said one after another.
He answered so easily, and always felt that it was all a routine. A drop of sweat broke out on Bedivere's forehead.
Although he was very reluctant, he still stepped closer to the sacred object ---[The All-Seeing Eye of Origin] in full view of everyone.
It's just a golden pyramid, and the eye on it is a carved pattern. It's not even three-dimensional, it's just a carving with (inscriptions) engraved on a flat surface. But why is that mere carved pattern?
Staring, Bediwell will feel extremely uncomfortable?
It was as if his entire life had been seen through by this thing.
Is there really no problem with touching such a sacred object of unknown origin? It shouldn't be too late to refuse the Brotherhood's request and escape from here, right? Will the people in the Brotherhood be angry because of this? Isn't this a disservice to the brothers?
Would that be disrespectful? But ------
He was obviously disgusted and reluctant, as if he was rejecting the arranged path, but it also seemed that there was some invisible force pushing Bedivere. He approached step by step, and in the end he was only one step away from the golden pyramid.
.
"This thing..." Bedivere subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the holy object, but his hand froze the moment he was about to touch it, and he did not dare to move any further.
Everyone present was looking at him, waiting for the moment Bedivere touched the holy object.
However, ten seconds, twenty seconds, half a minute, and one minute passed, and Bedivere's hand still remained frozen there.
"Sure enough, or not ------" Just when the werewolf young man withdrew his hand and was about to refuse to touch the holy object, there was a sudden heavy feeling on his head.
The majestic and fierce red eagle wearing golden armor------Lord Horus, the monitor of the guardian of the Sun God, flew into the deepest part of the Brotherhood base from nowhere, and was in the deepest part of the Brotherhood base.
At the wrong moment, it suddenly fell on the head of the werewolf young man.
"It's so heavy! You stupid eagle...!" Just when Bedivere was about to scold Red Eagle, his hand accidentally pressed down.
"Forehead!"
He touched something sacred.
Despite his reluctance, despite being lured to the holy object countless times, and despite clearly resisting and not touching it, he still accidentally touched it.
Then, everything around him became dark.
"Huh?" When he turned around, he could no longer see anything. All the members of the Melson Brotherhood were gone. Even Horus, who was squatting above his head, had disappeared without a trace. The big eagle
The weight did not continue to be added to the top of his head.
All that was left was a void, darkness, and silence. He realized that he was in some other world. Or, in other words, his body was still in reality, but his consciousness was dragged into a certain world.
In the different space, it is very likely that it is a different space inside the sacred object.
Is he trapped here? Could this situation be... very bad?
Just as he was confused, annoyed, and regretting that he accidentally touched the sacred object that he should not have touched, a white figure in the distance gradually approached.
The figure walked close enough, and when it appeared before Bediwell's eyes, it turned out to be the image of a young dog-man.
"Hi, dad." The young dog man said.
"You are... Husky?!" Bedivere recognized his son instantly. (To be continued)