Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

"I heard that the cathedral on the Holy Mountain is the headquarters of the Holy Court?" asked Mo Jiawei.

"Yes, there is such a theory. In the past, some players came into contact with the old blueprint of the cathedral and discovered that there was a large area below the cathedral. However, they were not sure. After all, very few people have actually entered the cathedral. Holy Court itself has never revealed the internal situation of the cathedral to the outside world. It has always been very mysterious."

Mo Jiawei asked, "Is there a way for us to enter the headquarters of the Holy Court?"

"Stop joking. I don't want to die."

Yimamu shook his head repeatedly and said, "There are people from the Holy Court all around. Let alone sneaking in, it's difficult for outsiders to even get close."

Fang Heng and the others looked at each other.

Most of the people in the city were followers of the Holy Court, and it seemed a little difficult to force their way into the cathedral.

He had to think of another way.

"Although you can't enter the cathedral, I can still bring you to the outside of the cathedral. Every day, there will be a gathering in the Holy Court. During the gathering, a large number of followers will enter the cathedral to pray and witness miracles."

Yimamu saw the hesitation on their faces and lowered his voice, "I can think of a way to disguise you as followers of the Holy Court, and bring you into the public area in front of the cathedral."

"Of course, this is an additional service. You have to pay extra."

Zhuo Lingfang raised her eyebrows and handed over the deposit. She said, "Don't worry. We will definitely not give you less money if you work for us. This is the deposit."

"Hahahaha, you're too polite. That's not what I meant. You were introduced by Poole, so I still trust that guy. But as you know when it comes to business, we will talk about the fees first. Whether it works or not, you still have to pay."

After receiving the deposit, a smile immediately appeared on Yimamu's face. He looked down at the time and urged, "Everyone, there will be a pilgrimage every morning and evening. If we are going tonight, we have to act now."

"Alright, let's go now."

Fang Heng nodded and said to Mo Jiawei and Zhou Lifang, "Tonight, we'll go outside the main hall and see what happens before we make a decision."

"Hey, Boss is straightforward! You can tell at a glance that he's someone who can accomplish things!"

Yimamu did not care what these people were up to. He gave Fang Heng a thumbs up and said, "Come, follow me. I'll bring you to change your clothes."

After more than half an hour, Fang Heng changed into the gray linen clothes of the Holy Court's followers and joined the pilgrims who followed him up the mountain.

Those who came to participate in the pilgrimage were all wearing the same gray robe.

After walking for more than half an hour, Fang Heng and his group mixed into the crowd and stepped into the main hall in front of the cathedral.

The Holy Mountain Cathedral was extremely spacious and was enveloped in Holy Light.

A large number of followers gathered in the huge square in front of the hall and prayed with their eyes closed. Some fanatical followers even knelt down and kowtowed in prayer.

Yimamu looked at the few judges standing at the entrance of the hall and couldn't help but be delighted. He said, "Our luck is pretty good. We managed to make it to the God's Choice Day."

Mo Jiawei asked suspiciously, "What?"

"God's Choice Day. There is at least one day every month when the Holy Court publicly announced God's Choice Day. On this day, followers who come to participate in the pilgrimage can receive the baptism of the Holy Light. The Holy Court Church also chooses talented followers from among them. Once they are selected, they can directly become core members of the Holy Court."

Yimamu's eyes flashed with a hint of yearning. After all, he also studied the sacred study.

If they were lucky enough to be chosen, they could directly enter the core of the Holy Court and soar into the sky.

"Let's go, hurry up."

Yimamu was obviously not a devout follower. He pulled everyone to the right side of the square and mixed in with the group of followers who were praying with their eyes closed.

Fang Heng mimicked Yimamu, lowering his head and pretending to pray, his eyes constantly exploring the surroundings.

In addition to the followers, there were also a large number of guards in the uniform of the Holy Court.

At the entrance of the cathedral, several judges of the Holy Court were passionately narrating something.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and whispered to Mo Jiawei, "Have you checked? How's the situation?"

"Yes, I've seen them all."

Mo Jiawei had already used the scouting technique to check on the enemies of the Holy Court. He whispered, "The one speaking at the gate is the judge of the Holy Court. The guards standing and patrolling in the square are all ordinary Holy Paladins. They are all small fries and easy to deal with."

Mo Jiawei pursed his lips in disdain.

They were just judges. Fang Heng had already torn apart a few of them in the past.

Fang Heng's lips curled into a bitter smile.

In the past, it was easy to deal with, but now it might not be the case.

"Followers, God has already felt your prayers. We have to be strong. The pain we are suffering now is God's test for us."

The elite judge tapped the ground lightly with his holy scepter and continued, "The abyssal demon has descended upon the world, and the world is on the verge of destruction. The undead of the Land of Plague is still bewitching the lost souls..."

The followers of the Holy Court half-knelt on the ground piously, their faces filled with excitement.

"Suffering will eventually pass, and the Holy Light will shine on the earth!"

[Hint: You have been affected by the effect of the faith skill. You are immune to this effect.]

When Fang Heng saw the game notification, his heart skipped a beat.

Skills?

Ha, the Holy Court was still good at fooling people.

Fang Heng glanced at the player beside him.

Both Yimamu and Mo Jiawei were still fine, but Zhuo Lingfang's face was clearly filled with yearning.

Weird, didn't she receive any game notifications?

It seemed like the Holy Court was still capable of bewitching people.

Zhuo Lingfang's attributes were not high, so she was more easily affected by the judge's skills.

Fang Heng was about to ask in a low voice when Yimamu, who was beside him, spoke up first and reminded him in a low voice, "Everyone, the God's Choice Days is about to begin. Keep a low profile and lower your head. Don't do anything. Don't be discovered."

"Alright."

Fang Heng lowered his head and looked ahead with his peripheral vision.

In front of the cathedral, more than ten Holy Court judges stood in a row, casting the Book of Creation at the same time and chanting prayers silently.

The golden Holy Light gathered together and formed a large ball of light that was more than two meters long. It slowly floated into the sky.

Fang Heng stared at the elite judge of the Holy Court who was controlling the Holy Light ball.

Eh?

Who was that?

Fang Heng's eyelids twitched. He could not take his eyes off the scepter in the judge's hand.

There was a piece of dark yellow paper stuck to the scepter.

The paper was emitting a faint light.

He was very familiar with this piece of paper.

The Book of Oaths' remnant chapter!

"The Holy Light will shine on the earth. "

Following the final prayer of the elite judge, the golden ball spread out in the air, forming golden stars that drifted down.