The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

These days, Alok has been looking for some news about the Temple of Order and the Temple of Justice while being at leisure.

In this regard, his main source of information is the newspaper in his hand.

Sometimes, this kind of reading material that carries a lot of spiritual power can help Alok understand the situation.

It can be seen that in the evaluation of the Temple of Justice, the current major newspapers are restrained. There is almost no report on the content of the Temple of Justice, as if the second largest temple in the Hutt Empire has disappeared. These four words are almost impossible to find.

Alok does not find such a situation strange.

The biggest way to reduce influence is to prohibit him from speaking.

But from some other aspects, Alok can still find some clues.

Especially the content about the refugee crisis.

This part of the content is often located in the second half of the newspaper, where people read less, and the length is not large, and there is even no interview. In this way, the apostles try to reduce their influence.

To be honest, Damia is almost in a state of laissez-faire for the slums. As long as it does not affect the stability of Damia, what does the slum have to do with the empire? ?

Besides, the idle people who read newspapers every day in Damia will not pay attention to the situation in the slums. And those who live in the slums will not spend their hard-earned money to buy a newspaper.

Only people like Alok, who have mastered certain information and hope to know more, will pay attention to this matter.

The group of people who came to Damia Slums from Eaton seemed to have formed a cult-like organization in the slums.

This was the original words in the newspaper a few days ago, which surprised Alok. But more did attract his attention and curiosity.

But the report did not say more, and Alok could not learn more through the newspaper.

Similar to a cult? ?

Was it fabricated by the editor of the newspaper? Exaggerated? Or is it true? ?

If it was just a fabricated or exaggerated report by the newspaper, there would be no problem. Maybe it was just the wishful thinking of the newspaper.

But if it was true, it made Alok a little confused.

Why not use the Axiom Temple to lead directly? Instead, set up a cult? ?

In this world, the definition of cults is quite terrifying and evil. This is inconsistent with the will of those who believe in the Temple of Justice.

Alok was a little confused, put down the newspaper in his hand, groped his chin, and thought about exploring it today.

In an instant, a phantom appeared on the roof three hundred meters away. The next second, the phantom walked into a mysterious door and appeared there again.

He disguised himself as a vicissitudes of life dock porter, holding a half-smoked cigarette without a filter in his mouth, and wearing simple winter clothes. There were unknown layers of patches.

The deep wrinkles were like the bark of an old tree, and the squinting mouse eyes were turbid.

Like a real porter, he bent over and slowly walked into a noisy bar.

What bar is it called? He didn't see it clearly, but he remembered that the rust had already corroded the sign, but the manager had no intention of changing it.

Let's call it the Rust Bar.

The evening has just begun, and for the bar, this is the beginning of the day.

This bar is different from other places. It is located next to the stinking ditch in the slums. People passing by are like twisted worms.

There is one advantage, that is, when drunkards drink too much, they can quickly find a place to vent. No matter it is above or below.

The workers on the dock, after work in the evening, can exchange four copper coins for a large glass of low-quality beer or a small glass of rum. If you spend one more copper coin, you can get a small plate of boiled peanuts as a snack. If you are more generous and draw a Kate, you will get a plate of pickled fat.

Tsk tsk~~ It tastes so good.

Sitting alone at the bar, the cigarette in his mouth has burned out. He whispered to a bartender, fearing that the loud voice would annoy those boastful drunkards.

"Give me a glass of the cheapest rum."

This scene made Alok want to have a plate of fennel beans.

He slapped a few big coins, lined up the copper coins, and quietly watched the noise of others.

His ears were the busiest, listening to anything about Eton. He paid special attention to those who spoke the Eton dialect.

He was not in a hurry. As long as he found a little clue, he could follow the clues to their hometown.

These ordinary people seemed to be defenseless in front of him.

The inferior rum made Alok's mouth sour and bitter, with a taste of spoiled fruit.

He had never drunk such inferior wine.

But he controlled the expression of this illusion, making him look as calm as water.

He had not waited for the news he wanted to hear yet, so he had to slap four copper coins again, slightly raised his voice and said:

"Bartender, another glass~~"

Just then, two big men with thick eyebrows and big eyes sat next to him. They looked very Etonian.

The drunkard sitting on the other side saw this scene and left here at the time.

Alok took a look and determined the target.

He held down his coppers and said to the bartender who was about to serve him a drink:

"Forget it, I won't come~~"

Like the worker who had just left in a hurry, Alok also stepped aside to avoid causing trouble.

All he wanted was someone's memory and follow the clues.

The words of the two men with Eton accents made Alok tremble.

"Have you heard of the Congregational Church?"

This made him feel familiar.

But 'Congregational Church'? ?

Is this the cult? ?

Could it be true? ?

He did not look back, but had already started to use yesterday's replay to check the memory of the man who said this.

The memory that impressed him the most floated on the surface of all memories, and was seen by Alok at first sight.

It was a somewhat dim hall, with no visible walls around it, and a crowd of people gathered.

The whole hall was densely populated.

Alok looked carefully, and as expected, most of them had the characteristics of Etonians. Deep eye sockets, high nose bridge. Some older people had thick beards. There were a few women, most of whom were crowded in the front, a little far away from the protagonist.

He was squeezed in the back, but looked devoutly at the front.

It was a platform with a faint light, and the dim light made Alok a little unclear.

He carefully identified the things on the platform, but there was always a layer of hazy fog shrouding it.

A moment later, a solemn voice sounded, causing the protagonist of this memory to look over.

An old man in a silver-white cloak appeared at the edge of the platform and walked onto the platform step by step.

He was quite old, with gray hair tied behind his back. A large beard hung on his chest. He held an extremely complicated and gorgeous scepter in his hand.

He stood in the center of the platform, with his back to the crowd, blocking the things in front of him.

The light gradually became brighter, illuminating the people and things on the platform.

Due to the angle, Alok noticed what was in front of the well-dressed man, which was the thing he had just noticed.

It was a small statue!!

Alok's nerves suddenly became sensitive.

Statue? ?

The same statue? ?

This reminded him of the two statues that appeared when he intercepted the paratroopers.

One was the God of War, and the other was the Goddess of Desire.

Whose could this be?

Due to the distance, Alok still couldn't see clearly, so he could only wait for the follow-up situation.

The priest-like man turned his back to the crowd and silently recited for a long time. It was not until the people below began to whisper that he suddenly raised his head and recited loudly in a language that even Alok could not understand.

But with his voice, the whole hall began to brighten, as if there was a divine light shining from the sky.

"Praise the great axiom~~"

Alok finally understood a sentence. But it was like this.

Axiom?

Is that the statue of the God of Order? ?

The lights became brighter and brighter, and Alok saw more and more clearly.

No!!!

That is not the statue of the God of Order in the Temple of Order!!! It can never be the statue of the God of Order in the Temple of Axiom!!!

That is the fallen statue of Prometheus!!!

The former God of Order!!!