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Chapter 389 One-third of the truth

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One thing is for sure, Aiwass is really the Pope now.

Although he is a temporary pope, he is indeed qualified to judge blasphemous heretics!

Although this painting is full of all kinds of theological errors...especially the pure white head of the candlestick, Aiwass did not show any abnormality and just followed the pattern. Sha looked towards the door.

At this moment, a young man with black hair and red eyes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked in surrounded by everyone.

His appearance is more beautiful than many of the eldest ladies present. His scarlet eyes are as bright as rubies, and he has a pair of curved and slender red and black gradient dragon horns on his head. His long black hair hangs down to his waist, and his Adam's apple cannot be seen from the stand-up collared dress...

But for such a beautiful person, there is no trace of that feminine and neutral flavor. .

On the contrary, it gives people a strong confident and masculine feeling, shining like the sun——

When "Cain" appeared, the originally melancholy dance music in the hall Suddenly it became a glorious and divine symphony.

Even the lights were focused on him, following his steps.

And Cain also had the same smile on his face as the others, and opened his arms wide. It's like he's about to hug someone, or like a celebrity greeting his fans.

People stopped dancing and turned around to give him endless cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

When he walked into the crowd, the crowd naturally separated to both sides. As the people cheered louder and louder, Cain easily passed through the center of the crowd without touching anyone.

When he passed by Aiwass, he smiled and nodded at Sasha. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Aiwass with his hand still on Sasha's shoulder in surprise.

Then, Cain walked through the crowd and walked under the white candlestick statue.

"Everyone!"

He spoke loudly, his voice unexpectedly young, bright and energetic.

Cain's face was full of smiles: "No one should be sad, let's have fun! Celebrate the death of the mad dragon, and wish him ascend to the sky!

" Endless dance , indulge in drinking!

"This is a day of endless feasting!"

As he said that, he conjured a glass of wine from nowhere.

The son of the dragon raised the glass of wine high and saluted everyone: "To my father, Zagreus!"

"To Zagreus!" Si!”

The sound of laughter sounded like a roaring tsunami from the dance floor.

At some point, Aiwass found that his empty wine glass had been filled again.

"Here's to the happy smile!"

He cheered loudly, and the audience also responded: "Here's to the happy smile!"

"Here's to the wild dance! "

"Here's to the dance!"

"Here's to the grand finale!

"——Respect the death of the mad dragon!"

He shouted loudly and drank the wine in the cup.

People also catered to this, cheering and drinking down the wine in the cup: "Respect the death of the mad dragon!"

"Respect the death of the mad dragon!"

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With screams and celebrations, people threw their wine glasses out as hard as they could. Those wine glasses bloomed and shattered one by one in the sky, turning into sparkling fireworks. Cain, on the other hand, smiled and raised his hands like a conductor.

As he changed his gesture, the banquet became chaotic.

The band changed the music again. The keynote is still the melancholic dance music from before, but the rhythm has been slightly modified and one or two new voices have been added. The originally melancholic slow-tempo dance music has become much more cheerful.

As the music became more intense, people kissed each other passionately, screamed, took off one piece of clothing, and then threw it high into the sky. The coats flew up one after another. The sky turned into flames, and pure white birds emerged from it.

A circle of hollow round tables appeared around the dance floor. Plates appeared one after another on the ring-like table, and the flying birds landed on each plate - each flying bird turned into a different delicacy, exuding a rich fragrance. Glass after glass of fine wine appeared beside the table, inexhaustible.

Some people hugged each other and danced together again, and some people ran to the table to feast.

At this moment, Aiwass suddenly felt that the time around him began to slow down... The most obvious thing was the sound of music that was stretched and became extremely weird, and then people's movements were also accompanied by the music. The sound gradually stopped together.

He maintained his carnival attitude with a smile on his face.

Cain, under the light, raised his hands and looked at the guests.

Both "Cain" and "Sasha" beside Aiwass maintained their motionless posture.

Aiwass reached out and touched Sasha's cheek, but he could no longer feel the softness and warmth from her body. Instead, it was like stroking a rough canvas, and it even felt a little wet.

He stretched out his hand and slowly took off Sasha's shoulder, walking alone in the middle of the quiet dance floor.

The people around them maintained their carnival and dancing attitude, and maintained a variety of weird postures and expressions, frozen in place.

Only Aiwass’s boots walked on the ground, echoing in the silent space.

It wasn't that he wanted to move...but that he noticed something unusual on Cain's side.

Right next to Cain, three wooden doors appeared out of thin air, one in front of him and one on his left.

A line of white font appeared under his feet.

【Why is this banquet held? 】

Then, there are three doors

The door in front

And on the left and right sides, there are [QingCongratulations and Carnival] and [Madness and Killing].

In the middle of the three doors, there is a rotating second hand. It appears to be a one-minute timed option.

"Ten minutes..."

Aiwass murmured in a low voice.

It has been about ten minutes since he opened his eyes.

Would you like to choose once every ten minutes?

One minute... It is somewhat difficult to analyze and think in detail, and there must be some intuition.

Although in terms of atmosphere, no matter how you look at it, you should choose "Celebration and Carnival". But Aiwass always felt that it would not be that simple.

He felt that Cain's words had something to say... and the option of [Crazy and Killing] made him even more uneasy.

Based on the few words said, Zagreus seems to be dead. And this is a banquet held by the heroes who killed the "Crazy Dragon" Zagreus...

...Although it is a bit strange.

Why did the heroes who killed the mad dragon "honor Zagreus" instead? Why did Cain perform this ceremony?

If the copy were changed, maybe Aiwass would think in the direction of "the truth hidden in history".

——But the problem is, he doesn’t know what the author of this painting thought!

Or...

"The meaning of completing a painting...is that everything is correct?"

Aiwass thought and saw The second hand has turned three-quarters of a turn.

So without thinking, he directly opened the door of [Funeral and Sacrifice].

The door opens, and there are fantastic and colorful colors inside. I even saw Aiwass having a headache.

He walked for almost more than a minute before reaching the end of the fantasy-filled corridor.

At this time, Aiwass discovered three different doors - each of the three doors was decorated with a three-petal flower.

One of the doors is the simple wooden door that Aiwass just selected, with three petals already lit. And the three lit petals have the same brightness.

But the other two doors are different.

The second door is an ancient stone door wrapped with emerald green vines. Only one of the three-petaled flowers on it is lit up, and the brightness is the total of Aiwass' door.

The last door is made of steel. There were two petals lit up on the door, one of which was obviously brighter than the other.

"...Does this mean the choices of different people?"

Aiwass suddenly understood and knew how to switch to other paintings.

Can I switch to a different world every time I make a choice? How is the "task" triggered?

Considering that he was already familiar with the situation in the first painting, he was also a little curious about what would happen next... Therefore, Aiwass chose to push away the first painting.A door, walked in again.

When Aiwass opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in the middle of the dance floor. And Aiwass's right hand was still on Sasha's shoulder, dancing with her.

But "this painting" began to have abnormalities.

Aiwass has a good memory, so he clearly felt that there were more people on the dance floor——

Originally, it was not crowded, but now it has begun to change. It was obviously crowded. There should be one or two more couples on the dance floor, or even more!

——Someone came in!

And there’s more than one!

Aiwass’ heart tightened and he raised his attention.

It turns out that it was from here that we entered the online state...

But Aiwass soon realized the identity of one of them.

I saw a blond woman let go of her dance partner's hand, walked to the bottom of the pure white candle with stern eyes, and stood in front of Cain.

"Can I ask you to dance?"

She reached out her hand and invited Cain with a smile on her face.

Cain looked at her with interest—or rather, at her crimson pupils.

"Why not?"

The long, straight black boy smiled and agreed.

And the other side.

In another world with a completely different style of painting.

It’s like a child’s painting, the whole world becomes abstract and more colorful.

On the vast grassland, Aleister turned into a crimson fire fox.

She was standing on the back of a tall white horse, shouting unceremoniously:

"Fuck him!"

And in front of her, A crow unceremoniously pounced on the baboon holding the staff! The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you

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