He didn't rush in. Instead, he squinted and looked up at the inverted cross hanging at the top of the church. He adjusted his slightly rapid breathing, checked the gun in his hand again, and then walked in with light steps.
The sky had completely darkened, and the moonlight was obscured by clouds and mist. Despite the large stained-glass windows inside the church, not a single ray of light shone in.
The leather shoes stepped on the marble floor as if they were nothing, without making a sound.
Castin glanced at the murals around him. The suffering Father was contorted in pain, the believers were transformed into bloody monsters, and the pure angels were disemboweled. At the moment he instinctively paused, everyone turned to look at him.
The instinct that had saved him from death countless times seemed to be screaming sharply in his mind, echoing a single word.
escape!
Castin forcefully suppressed his instincts and continued walking deeper into the altar without changing his pace.
The instant he continued his actions, the people in the murals looked away and returned to their normal appearance.
Finally, these few steps brought him to the end.
The clear water inside the altar had somehow turned into a thick, red liquid, exuding a bloody and rotten stench that was nauseating.
Looking up, I saw an extremely tall golden statue of the Virgin Mary. The merciful mother had her eyes slightly lowered, and a tear slid down from the corner of her eye, turning into an ominous black gem.
Castin looked away and was surprised to find that there was someone standing in front of him!
The slender boy seemed not to notice him, but instead looked up, gazing motionlessly at the face of the statue of the Virgin Mary.
After a long while, he finally stretched his slender neck, slowly turned around, and looked at Castin, who had been standing silently in place for a long time.
Just then, the dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and even the moonlight seemed to favor the boy, gently shining through the skylight and outlining his silhouette with a circle of light, as if he were an angel descended to earth.
His clothes fluttered in the breeze, revealing skin so fair it was almost translucent, making Castin gasp for breath.
This was the person he had met today—
Vili.
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