The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 626 Ch.625 Gold and Ring Upgrade

Rose originally thought that only cultists would "eat people".

Only those ritualists of the "Cradle of Flesh and Blood", the evil party members in the organization full of lunatics and criminals, would tear the flesh of their own kind and feast on them in the dark cellar, in the midst of strange and off-key prayers.

Actually, it's not.

It's not just Madeline Terry that she had met and John Shelley who was bewitched by her.

It's not just "Bone" and "Elegy" that deal with corpses and souls all year round.

The same is true for the "Secret Scroll" that symbolizes greed.

The ring-up ceremony for the second ring of the "Secret Scroll" "Gold Coin" is not troublesome:

One layer of "influence", the chaos caused by greed, was obtained in the mining town long ago.

In addition.

A strange object.

Two bunches of undead lupines, ten fresh fox tongues.

A whole bathtub of gold.

A...

person who can be sacrificed.

The ring-raising ceremony was provided by James Shelley, as were the other ritual objects.

To be honest, Rose did not hate the process of the ceremony, nor did she pity the dying girl.

——It was just that the young thief suddenly realized that the so-called "Crown God" and "Non-Crown God", apart from being legal or not, were just like the voices she had heard in the South District in the past:

No matter how elegant the tone or how carefully chosen the words were, they could no longer show half of their nobleness in the shouting of those hooligans without any difference in height.

This would not make Rose depressed, unless she thought from the beginning that the path of the Crown God was higher than that of the Non-Crown God.

She had not thought so.

She just gradually understood the rules of the world under the guidance of teachers who were crazy all day long and actually played an important role in London or the entire academic world, the knowledge that made Anne Vansittart realize it too late, and the essence of pulling out sticky threads under those gorgeous clothes.

These knowledge cannot be learned by hooligans.

Gang leaders who are not smart or lucky enough cannot learn them either.

Even if you still work, you can't learn and don't need to learn these knowledge that you will never use in your life.

These mottos that seem to be stained with some mysterious curses will make some people suffer, make them suffer from hunger forever, and their heads will be hammered. But in the ears of others, it is like the trumpet blown by angels to welcome souls and open the door to the holy kingdom.

Rose thought that apart from those cumbersome etiquette and words, she didn't learn anything "useful" from those "freeloaders".

But often what she thought was "useless" always quietly scratched her head at such moments, prompting her what kind of mystery she had discovered.

"Miss."

The maid handed over a soft towel.

In the spacious and bright bathroom, a strange pattern was painted on the dark gray marble slab with gold ink: ∞

Like two connected coins.

It is also the eyes of the gods.

It is said that the eyes of this goddess are eternally bright, and the gold of the whole world is dissolved in her golden eyes overlooking the world. They flowed slowly, and sometimes tears fell, multiplying the gold that people longed for on the earth...

Since the believers who believed in the Lady of Bustle and Bustle had too many previous records, Rose didn't believe this statement.

After all, no one had really seen a god.

Since those bored and crazy believers could personify their god into a petite, beautiful girl...what else could they not do?

This symbol does represent the Lady of Bustle and Bustle, but Rose prefers another explanation.

Greed.

She put on a towel and was helped by the maids to take off her clothes and socks.

This bathroom was built specifically for the ring-raising ceremony: except for the bathtub in the center of the double rings that was almost like a crucible, candles and items required in the ceremony, there was nothing that a normal bathroom should have.

Gold bars as thick as an arm were neatly stacked in the crucible, and a thin layer of white fire was burning on the top layer.

The summoning item of the "Holy Flame" Road.

As long as it costs a little money.

There are always ritualists willing to do this.

It will burn slowly, burning on the gold, and completely boil this pot of metal that can make people worry-free for a lifetime - and when it goes out, it means that the time for bathing has arrived.

Rose held two rosy lupines and took a deep breath. When her heartbeat stabilized, she went to the surging golden saint, leaving a string of red footprints on the gray stone slabs.

‘I can’t accept my own incompleteness. ’

‘Leave me. ’

‘Hurt me. ’

‘Protect me. ’

‘Fanatics are not bewitched by pleading. ’

‘We all know. ’

‘Desire is a wise scar, a prelude to destruction and resurrection. ’

The vague stories of saints in history are intertwined at this moment, just like the holy heart of the martyr turned into ice and snow in the flames.

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The golden temple that created the holy remains nurtured the prayers of its saints, and in the golden waves that died and came back to life, no one dared to go against the thunder.

Rose's eyes were golden.

She seemed to be smaller, so small that she almost went back into her mother's belly. She could feel the warm waves gently hitting her cheeks, and the sticky honey-colored liquid penetrated her eyes, nose, ears and mouth.

She breathed smoothly, spoke, and sang, and her limbs also stretched and spread with the waves, flooding everywhere.

She repeated the prayers silently, and recited them with strength and desire, as if she was trying to turn the arrows that were shot at her.

She was respectful and pious, begging for a soul-tearing blade to descend from the golden kingdom, and praying to the golden god who symbolized the bustle, generosity and stinginess...

‘Perfection is relative.’

‘Each new perfection represents another new desire...’

The girl immersed in the boiling golden water and the soft tongues of the ten wild foxes, like the lupines in the palm, were pounced on by the roaring gold again and again. She was like a golden sculpture, exhaling a cold and solemn white mist like snow in the boiling liquid.

The boiling blood in the body, the destructive metal on the skin and the symbols that had already flooded the gray-white slabs echoed each other.

A dead person who was given life again broke through the water.

She dragged her golden dress and stepped out of the crucible, like a weeping sun dripping drops of golden tears along the way.

She waited quietly in the same place.

The roar and struggle behind her became more and more intense, almost crushing the crucible and blowing up the whole villa.

The rock slabs and walls underfoot began to crack.

Everyone felt the coming shock.

Rose shouted.

The maids pushed the door open impatiently, pulling a huge wooden frame in twos and threes.

A woman was tied to the wooden frame.

She abused them with the most filthy and vulgar words as much as she could, and cursed them with all her life. Then, she began to beg for mercy, crying and saying that she shouldn't have done that bad thing, shouldn't have been too greedy...

When she found that everything was in vain, begging for mercy turned into cursing again.

The maids with serious faces moved the special funnel, one end of the hose was inserted into the woman's mouth and throat, and the other end was lifted up by someone.

The strongest and oldest maid put on many layers of smocks, used a black metal spoon to scoop the gold that refused to give up, and then stepped on the wooden box and poured it into the funnel.

The wonderful liquid did not ignite anything.

It just went down the path, passing by the wall and the hose, passing by the woman's gums and the resisting throat, and with a gurgling sound, it went into her stomach...

Struggling, wailing, sobbing.

Spoon after spoon.

As the maids moved, the roaring liquid in the crucible gradually subsided.

Rose shook her head.

Slowly opened her eyes.