C31 Dante's Divine Comedy

The elevator door opened.

The people who welcomed Wong Ziyou and Yao Huhu were people in yellow robes.

When they saw the corpses filled with elevators and Wong Ziyou, who was also wearing a yellow robe, they all lowered their guns at the same time and put them back on their bodies.

Without a word, the yellow-robed boater began to move the corpses in the elevator to the dining car. No one spoke or spoke to Wong Ziyou.

This was something that Wong Ziyou had expected.

These sailors in yellow robes were the lowest level of cultists in the "Step Space Golden Church" of the Deep Space Sea.

These trash could be said to be the Evil God believers with the weakest mental energy and the lowest rationality.

They had lost their rationality as a human being, and they had only retained the lowest SAN value.

The only way to distinguish friend from foe was to be in the yellow robe.

They had lost their emotions and memories as humans, and were just like puppets that listened to the orders of the higher class members of the cult.

These people were hopeless. They were like a drawing of a scenic landscape that had been doodled with random graffiti. They could no longer return to their original appearance.

Wong Ziyou walked past the busy yellow-robed boater without making a sound and walked out of the elevator.

As she walked towards the half-opened side door, Wong Ziyou saw a completely different scene.

This was the first time that Wong Ziyou had come to the deck hall of the "Gold Child," and it was also the first time that she had personally witnessed the mad feast of the "Gold Space Golden Church."

The hall, more than a football field wide, was lit from all sides.

There was not even a hint of darkness in the banquet hall, and there were many rectangular tables that were filled with dishes.

Classical western music was playing on the screen hanging above the hall.

Men in hats and masks, dressed in medieval costumes or odd costumes, sat at tables and ate, or talked as they walked in the hall with agate red wine glasses in their hands.

This was a completely different scene compared to the passengers' cabins in the bottommost level, which were like tombs.

If the lower cabins that were piled with dead bodies and shell casings were hell, then the banquet hall in front of them was heaven.

The people in heaven didn't notice that the people around them had disappeared.

No one noticed that the passengers on the same boat had decreased. They were just enjoying this dream fairytale banquet to their heart's content.

However, how long could this dream-like fairy tale banquet last?

With just a glance, Wong Ziyou could tell that the entire hall was filled with evil aura.

Even an ordinary person would be able to feel the evil aura that was like low-temperature cold air, but the people in the hall did not notice it at all.

They were all confused by the delicious food and wine at the extravagant dinner.

"Through me, you enter the City of Endless Pain, through me, into the Pit of Eternal Misery, and through me, you enter the crowd that is beyond redemption."

Suddenly, Wong Ziyou started reciting a poem.

"It is pushing my noble Creator forward. I am the crystallization of the divine right and the divine love of the gods. Before me, there was no eternal creation."

Yao Huhu followed up with the poem that Wong Ziyou had whispered.

"I will live forever with the heaven and earth. Those who enter, will definitely cut off all hope. "

"How arrogant. Be careful not to be arrogant and bear heavy punishment."

"Geny and punish those who are jealous."

"Fury shall be punished by anger shall be punished by black smoke."

"Sloth, repentance - Punishment."

"Sloth, repentance. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath. Wrath"

"Gluttony, repentance - Wrath of the Black Smoke Punishment."

"Lust, abstain from it, and chastise it with lust, and punish it with fire."

He glanced around at the people in the hall who wore masks and clothes, and moved to the liquor counter in an unnoticeable way.

Wong Ziyou and the other yellow-robed boater picked up the tray and placed the wine on it, then stood aside as a makeup waiter.

No one paid any attention to him, nor did anyone hear the jerky words he just said.

Other than the girl who was currently "stuck" to him, the two of them had long black hair and two bodies in one body.

"Just now, you were talking about 'Dante' 's Divine Comedy - Purgatory chapter, weren't you?"

Because of her height, Yao Huhu had no choice but to squat down under Wong Ziyou's yellow robe.

Only like this would she not let her head come out from the collar of Wong Ziyou's yellow robe.

Although she had only maintained her kneeling posture for less than three minutes, Yao Huhu was already so tired that she was panting heavily when she spoke.

"In the Divine Comedy, Dante describes all the seven sins, 'lust', then 'gluttony', 'greed', 'sloth', 'wrath', 'envy', and lastly, 'pride' (arrogance), isn't it?"

"What is it? I didn't tell you to talk, so don't say anything. If you say anything else, I'll pull your tongue out."

"Now that we have arrived at the deck, how can you still push me in front of the Yellow Robed Evil Cultists? Compared to this, I want to say that I am very tired. Can I find a place to sit down?"

"No, you are the one who wants to follow me here. You should be responsible for your own death."

Even so, Wong Ziyou still could not reveal herself at this time.

Judging from the relaxed atmosphere in the hall, it seemed that it had yet to truly begin.

Prior to this, he did not want to be dragged into the water by that swindler.

Even though she said that, Wong Ziyou still did not stand by and watch.

It was clearly a wise decision to specially choose an overly wide and fat yellow robe.

Therefore, it was not too obvious what he was doing under the yellow robe. For example, he was standing up with one of his feet crossed up like a '4'.

"You are not attending a banquet right now. You are infiltrating the ritual of the cultists. Remember this clearly. Don't cause me any more trouble!"

Aware of Wong Ziyou's insincere actions, Yao Huhu gladly sat down on Wong Ziyou's leg that was raised up like a chair.

"Yes, yes, yes. You are really long-winded."

The black-haired girl who was finally able to catch her breath did not care about being sprayed at all.

She was pretty much used to Wong Ziyou's straight man's attitude. She rubbed her sprained ankle and continued with the topic.

"Why did you suddenly mention the seven major crimes?"

"Why? Didn't you notice? Everyone here has already been mentally controlled. The enjoyment of wine and delicious food makes them like a bunch of domestic pigs."

"That makes sense. Does that mean that the Golden Child maintains a low price not to attack the opponent, but simply to attract passengers who continue to board the ship?"

"Is there any other reason other than that? The evil cultists don't care about that bit of gold at all. They just need to give up their lives to offer sacrifices to their Evil God and they have already given up on being human."

Give up on being a human.

The insiders on this ship had given up on human morality.

They were not chasing after gold, but their own ugly desires.

Not long ago, Yao Huhu had also heard this sentence from Wong Ziyou.

However, Yao Huhu could clearly tell that there was a fundamental difference between Wong Ziyou and the guests at the banquet in front of her.

This was not her misconception.