Chapter 269 The Black Star in the Prophecy
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Hastur specifically told Sharon a few words, and then he lay down on the bed to rest, passed through the Hall of Stars, and descended to the container on the outskirts of the seaside town.
The coffin was still lying quietly in the basement. Hastur asked Mr. A to seal the door of the basement and made a rule prohibiting passage.
Even Mr. A could not enter the basement at will, and could only stay outside.
It would be fine if the gods descended once, but Mr. A could not know that their master had been visiting every night recently.
It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but if it happened too many times, he would definitely be suspicious.
So Hastur simply excluded Mr. A from the right to know, so that he had no idea when he would come and when he would leave.
When the lid of the coffin was opened silently, Hastur came out of the coffin, opened the spiritual world channel, and went to the secret base of the yellow monks that he had learned from Caius.
Since they are still waiting for the right time of fate, let me tell them that my arrival is fate.
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South Wales, Canterbury City.
The crimson moon shines, and the stars shine like a song.
In a secluded suburban manor, a group of believers in yellow clothes are worshipping devoutly around the shore of a lake outside the manor.
The figure of God is like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in the water, ethereal and chaotic, and can only be seen through a special medium.
In the eyes of the yellow monk, there is nothing more suitable than a lake to carry the passage of the gods.
Because there are related records in the classics:
"Along the shore, cutting through the clouds
The twin suns sink into the lake
The long shadows fall down
There, the wonderful night when the black star rises
The wonderful moon running in the night
The yellow ragged clothes flutter in the wind
The song silently disappears there
When the soul no longer sings
When the tears no longer flow
The Lord of the Starry Sea in the distant starry sky
O chaotic and invisible indescribable one
He will come in the expectation of thousands of believers!"
The devout prayers of the believers on the shore became more and more fervent. The chosen people walked naked from the shore to the center of the lake step by step from the shallow water.
They will see the shadow of God under the influence of the lake water.
When their figures are completely immersed in the lake water, they walk silently to the center of the lake in the water.
The believers on the shore kneel on the ground, raise and lower their hands, and keep shouting the name of God in their mouths.
"Lord of the distant starry sky, the nameless one in the chaos, your devout and humble believers are waiting for your arrival!"
"Lord of the distant starry sky, the nameless one in the chaos, your devout and humble believers are calling for your arrival!"
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The shouts seemed to pass through the lake portal in front of them and reach the distant starry sky, awakening the gods who were still sleeping.
When the crimson moon in the sky rose higher and higher, when disappointment enveloped them again, the stars flashed their light, and a dark black star lit up in the depths of the starry sky.
The black star rose silently, and only those who could keep looking at the starry sky and remember the position of every star there could discover its existence at the first time.
In the garden of the manor, Mrs. Lisa was looking up at the starry sky.
The gods they believed in came from the depths of the starry sky, which was something all believers were extremely sure of.
Looking up at the starry sky, maybe one day you will be able to face the gaze of the gods above.
She has always thought so and has always done so.
At twelve o'clock in the night, she looked up at the unchanging starry sky from the dark night of the new and the old. This habit has lasted for a long time.
The unchanging starry sky hides too many mysteries and too many hopes.
The hope in her heart is already the aging rose petals, withering one by one, and the wick that is close to running out of oil, swaying in the wind with its head down.
There are no people who have experienced the same as her, although they also believe in the god, but their hearts are not as pure as her piety.
They are calling, and she is looking up.
In her opinion, whether the god comes or not has nothing to do with the devout calling of the believers. On the contrary, it is an offensive act that disturbs the sleeping god and a noisy noise.
The coming of God depends only on His mood.
When He is interested in looking at her again, it is the day when He is about to come to the world.
Madam Lisa looked up silently. When she was about to withdraw her gaze, she saw that in the position surrounded by stars, a star that almost merged with the dark starry sky appeared at some point, a black star.
Yes, she saw it, with great certainty!
She was sure that in the nights of the past years, there had never been a black star in that position!
"There, the wonderful night when the black star rose
The wonderful moon running in the night..."
Madam Lisa kept muttering in her mouth, trembling and kneeling down her gradually aging body, and worshiping in the direction of the black star.
Her eye-catching behavior attracted other yellow monks in the garden. Some of them followed Madam Lisa to worship devoutly, while others curiously looked at the starry sky in the direction of Madam Lisa's worship.
"The prophesied day has come! The black star, the black star in the prophecy, has appeared in that position!"
Madam Lisa trembled and stretched out her right index finger to point to the place where the black star appeared.
The faces of the yellow-clothed monks present flashed with astonishment, and then became fanatical. They all looked up, but they did not find anything unusual in the starry sky, let alone the predicted black star.
Although Mrs. Lisa was very sure, no one except her saw the existence of the black star. Some people even questioned whether she was trying to impress others or making a joke because of her old age and dementia.
Mrs. Lisa raised her head and looked at the black star hanging among the stars. The excitement in her heart gradually cooled down.
God has cast his gaze, but except for her, no one can see the prophesied black star.
This shows that this organization is no longer as pure as it used to be, and it has too many changes and thoughts that it shouldn't have.
When a figure walked over, the onlookers gave way to a path.
"Mrs. Lisa, did you see the Black Star rising?"
In the plain words, you can only hear the questioning tone, his suspicion, and his ambition, but you can't hear the piety he should have towards the gods.
"Cardiff, are your eyes so old that you can't see them?" Mrs. Lisa stood up from the ground and returned to her usual calm face.
"Yes, I am old, but I still believe in your judgment and your guidance. If you said that the black star in the prophecy has appeared, then I believe that it has appeared."
"Don't you want to see the prophesied black star with your own eyes?"
"I am old and dazzled, and I have long since stopped looking up at the stars."
Decaf seemed to be laughing at himself. He also wanted to follow Mrs. Lisa's guidance and see the black star that only existed in prophecies.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see it. The starry sky there was too unfamiliar to him.
This shows one thing, Mrs. Lisa's guidance has become a thing of the past.
She is no longer good enough to guide her forward.
The only true path to God is the practice of the vessel descending.
He could not wait for the right time in his destiny, but Mrs. Lisa said that she saw a black star, which meant that the right time had arrived.
Even if tonight is the wrong time, it has to be the right time.
When Advent failed, it was Mrs. Lisa's fault alone, and her voice was no longer heard in the organization.
Yes, she can't always be right, even if she was his teacher.
And if the advent is successful, then her own opinion is correct, and her own glory will overshadow hers, and the new generation will be better than the old one.
Even though he is old, he is still dozens of years younger than his teacher.
Mrs. Lisa was silent for a while and sighed: "Dickaf, you always have too many thoughts that you shouldn't have."
"People always have to think, and thinking often gives birth to thoughts of one kind or another. My body begins to grow old. Only through thinking can my brain get rusty later."
"Stop the crazy thoughts in your heart, God has already cast his gaze upon you, and the day of his arrival is not far away."
Dirkaf nodded and said with certainty: "I also believe that God is about to come, but someone always needs to do this last step."
He glanced at the monks in yellow clothes gathered around him, then looked up at the stars, and said in a low voice: "It's not that my thoughts are too crazy, but that you are always too naive."
Without a suitable descending vessel, even if the gods have cast their gaze upon him, He will not be able to cross the starry sky and descend directly.
Even the true gods of the Church of the Seven Gods still need containers to carry them in order to truly realize the miracles descended by the gods.
The Lord of the Sea of Stars in the distant starry sky. The place where He lives is so far away that he needs a container that can travel around the world.
Mrs. Lisa put away her gentle expression and issued a stern rebuke: "God will come in the way God should, without any additional intervention from us!"
“You always have to try something to know whether it’s right or wrong.”
"You still have time to turn back now."
A smile appeared on Dirkaf's mottled and wrinkled face. He looked around at all the monks in yellow and spoke loudly: "Let us go together to welcome the coming of God, tonight!"