Chapter 2247 Millennium Event
“It’s so hot, don’t crowd!”
Squeezed in the middle by the crowd, Rozim and others had to move. When he looked up At that time, I saw countless huge building outlines in the distance. Many aircraft and the cleaners on board were dealing with the dirt, rust and peeling paint on the crumbling walls of the building's exterior.
All this was a huge blow to his senses. For a moment, he felt like a five-year-old child, lost in the tall crowd. Even if he stomped past, no one lowered his head to hear His small cry.
“Wow, this place is so big.”
This victory parade attracted many people. Terra has not had a ceremony of this scale for many years. It is a story often told by grandparents in many people’s memories, so many people have to buy one even if they spend a lot of money. Ticket for this.
However, given the large number of people, the official restricted the flow of people here. It was because of her special status that Scyna was able to get the last train ticket to the City of Prayerers.
They had already been delayed for a day for this, and she almost thought she would not be able to catch up.
The station became crowded, with people trudging from all directions, from the platform to the diverting area, and from the diverting area to the sidewalk.
The grand staircase leads to the main road, its once glorious paving stones cracked by sinking, a third of the perfect oval dome hidden by the rusty girders supporting the ceiling, outside the station The stairs are criss-crossed, the walls are covered with corrugated calcification leached from the concrete, and there are many statues on the roadside, but they look like half-melted wax figures.
At this time, the City of Prayers has implemented complete traffic control. The Ministry of Justice has dispatched all the police forces they can mobilize to maintain order on the streets. Only the occasional car creates waves in the crowd, and people pull over one after another, and then start again. The cars merged after passing by - being able to drive at this time shows that your status is naturally unusual.
Of course, another group of people is indispensable for such an occasion.
"The God-Emperor is watching us! This great victory is a manifestation of the glory of the throne!"
A priest of the Anglican Church Station stood on a mobile pulpit at the intersection and was surrounded by a group of people. Surrounded by church attendants armed with sticks, his sermons were played at an unbearable volume from loudspeakers mounted on the side of the pulpit.
“Please do not crowd to prevent crowd trampling and trampling accidents...”
"The observation decks are full, please do not go any further"
"The Cathedral of the Emperor's Savior is full, please do not go any further"
Hearing the sound, Rozim raised his head, I saw airships flying slowly along the walls of high-rise buildings, playing various announcements.
Suddenly, there was some commotion in the crowd, and then Rozim saw a group of people holding torches, wearing metal-covered pointed helmets, and wearing priest robes passing by. When they passed by, many people waved notes in their hands. Or strips of cloth.
“This is the penitent.”
Scyna quietly introduced the identities of these state religion marchers to Rozim.
In a sense, they are also the "tax collectors" of the Ecclesiarchy. Because any resident will owe an unconscious debt to the Emperor due to improper lifestyle, so the Ecclesiarchy can easily construct a theory-they He is a sinner and must make amends in some way, especially in the City of Prayers, a place filled with extravagant life.
The existence of penitents is to allow people to symbolically burn their sins to atone for their faults and violations of the teachings of the state religion.
The penitents will build huge bonfires in front of cathedrals and shrines. At this time, those who need to confess gather together, clutching the sins written on the paper, and those who are brave enough can go Come forward and have the officiating clergy or priest read it aloud and decide whether to grant forgiveness.
If forgiven, the sin is thrown into the fire and the person is given a blessing and permission to leave. However, if the sin is too great to be "fixed" like this, then the person has a choice: they can donate the sin's equivalent throne coin (as determined by the clergy) to the Ecclesiarchy, or jump into the fire themselves .
“Such a shameful confession? The Terran people are really good at playing.”
“Keep your voice down! If you are heard, be careful of being arrested and forced to confess!”
Si Xi Na glared at Rozim.
“Come on, I’ve already reserved a place in advance.”
The three of them followed Scyna and walked along the crowd. After walking for more than half an hour, they came to a tall hotel building. This place was also crowded with people, but not as many as outside. After taking out their reservation vouchers, they passed through After security, the four of them took the elevator all the way up. At this time, Rozim was surprised to find that this hotel actually had 360 floors!
In the end, the elevator stopped at the 298th floor.
“The floors above 300 floors are reserved by very prominent people or families. This is the best height and location I can buy. The Palm Hotel is just in the middle of the parade route, and the location is very suitable. , you can basically see it with the help of instruments.”
On the red-carpeted walkway, the attendants leaned against the wall and watched. After Scyna handed over the room card, one of them led the way and the other pushed the dining cart. , after turning several turns, the four of them came to a huge mahogany door. When the door was opened, the magnificent hall and the oversized viewing balcony appeared in the sight of the four of them.
"The reserved meals and drinks are all here. If you need anything, you can press this bell. I wish you all a happy day."
Soon, the waiter exited the room. The short man Doge immediately picked up a bottle of cocktail on the dining car, opened the bottle cap that required tools to open with his bare hands, and then took a sip.
"Well, it's not bad."
Iswin picked up a dinner plate cover. After seeing those exquisite desserts, he couldn't help but pick them up and eat them.
At this time Rozim and Scyna have walked to the huge semicircular viewing platform. The railings here are made of metal and wrapped with marble carved into flower patterns. The craftsmanship is very exquisite. There are even artificial flowerbeds and observation equipment mounted on railings.
At a glance, the broad and straight Hero's Road is almost suspended on the spiers of various buildings. Only those buildings with a height of more than 300 meters have the opportunity to see its true appearance.
This avenue is more than a hundred meters wide by visual inspection. There are various mottled statues on both sides of the avenue, most of which are images of people wearing power armor. It is said that they were carved according to the images of various warriors after the war of the Guardian of Terra. This road extends all the way to the far end of the line of sight. The Lions Gate Airport stands in the distance like a giant spire that towers above the sky. Various "silk threads" continue to extend from the tower, forming hundreds of tracks and highway lines.
According to the official propaganda, the team of Astral Knights will walk out of Lions Gate Airport and follow this avenue to the Gate of Eternity.
Dong dong dong——
Suddenly, a heavy bell echoed in the sky. Rozim looked at the sky, and a trace of gold penetrated the thin clouds.
It’s six o’clock and it’s dawn.
This means that the parade is about to start!
(End of this chapter)