Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 606 - 606 605 The Gathering

?Chapter 606: Chapter 605: The Gathering Chapter 606: Chapter 605: The Gathering To reach the assembly hall from the ship’s cabin required traversing a long corridor and a stairway slanting downward—this was a very large ship, capable of housing numerous disciples as well as providing space for various ceremonies and festivals. For those who followed The Saint of the Mysterious Deep Sea and belonged to the annihilation sect, the mere honor of boarding this ship was significant.

Most disciples were not privileged with such a right—they had neither the qualification to board the ship nor even to know of its existence. They could only catch elusive whispers in secret gatherings with fellow brethren about this mysterious ship that was spoken of at other meeting points:

There was a ship that carried The Saint’s will, letting The Saint’s glory patrol the seas. It was the symbol of the sect’s sublime endeavor and also the key to unlocking the next glorious era…

Cloaked in black robes, Richard slowly walked down the seemingly endless corridor. Occasionally, he encountered other black-robed brothers of the church, and while some greeted him, he only offered the barest of acknowledgments. Then there were sailors in coarse tunics who appeared in the corridor, respectful chains of office draped around their necks, bowing courteously to each black-robed person they passed—these sailors were also Believers of The Saint, but their modest abilities did not yet allow them to bear the power of the Profound Demons, so they were relegated to mundane work on the ship, serving those who truly had acquired power, the “Priests.”

The lighting in the corridor was not dim, but the dark colors and oppressive decorative style still gave an overall gloomy visual effect. On the grey-white walls on both sides were mounted intricate iron-black candle holders. Between these ornamental candle holders hung classical style oil paintings, which outlined unworldly landscapes and portraits of grotesquely distorted figures with swathes of dark color, and dark red drapes that fell from both sides of the ceiling, obscuring the even darker and more ominous corners.

The Followers of the Mysterious Deep Sea believed that chaotic darkness was The Saint’s “hue,” the “base color” when the world was born. They decorated their gathering places in this style to seek closeness to the Mysterious Deep Sea within the real world—believing that this would please The Saint.

The dreary and oppressive style of decoration could not disguise the inherent opulence and sophistication of the furnishings themselves. Richard knew that the construction of this ship had consumed an astonishing amount of wealth, but there were always those willing to pay the price—officials who wished to extend their lives, merchants tortured by illness, nobles enticed by power, who crafted their tributes to The Saint in hopes of receiving mercy, contributing to all that adorned the ship.

The Four Gods Church and the authorities of the City-States had constructed a set of solid rules for what was called the “civilized world,” providing excellent protection for the dullest and most foolish of commoners like a wall of iron. Yet, no matter how secure, there was always a loophole in the walls, one that had existed for thousands of years, existed now, and would continue to do so in the future.

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