The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

The lobby is vast and boundless, with brilliant light pouring down from the dome, as if the sun's rays are shining directly into the room. The dome is extremely high, like a passage to heaven, but it gives people a sense of unattainable illusion.

The walls of the lobby are made of white marble, smooth as a mirror, reflecting bright light, but forming distorted images at certain angles, making people feel trance. Countless golden pillars stand upright, with exquisite patterns carved on them, which seem to be sacred symbols, but also seem to hide some obscure hints.

The floor was paved with golden tiles, each of which sparkled brightly. However, if one looked closely, one could see faint shadows flowing between the gaps between the tiles.

In the center of the lobby, there is a huge crystal chandelier hanging. The bright light is dazzling, but there is a hint of darkness in the depth of the light.

In the bright light, tiny dust particles are flying. They jump in the light, seemingly free, yet seem to be bound by some invisible force.

In the corner, there are some strange sculptures. They look lifelike under the bright light, but they also exude an unsettling atmosphere.

The entire lobby seemed bright and glorious, but there was an indescribable weirdness in the light, as if the brightness was just an illusory veil covering up the unfathomable darkness.

The sun was wearing a gorgeous robe with many complex patterns printed on it. He stood tall on the top of the palace, his black hair fluttering in the wind. His golden eyes were like burning flames, but without a trace of emotion, looking down indifferently at the believers who were busy like ants under his feet.

Under the palace, the crowd was bustling, and the believers were making final preparations for the upcoming grand celebration. Their faces were full of enthusiasm and piety, as if this was the most sacred moment in their lives.

At this time, a mysterious black shadow quietly appeared beside the sun. The wind blew in from the window, blowing the black shadow's hair.

The sun didn't even turn around, "Are you ready?"

The shadow stood in the shadows: "Yeah."

The sun remained calm: "What did he say."

The shadow was silent for a moment, then said, "Keep going."

The sun no longer paid attention to the shadow. He folded his arms across his chest, still staring intently at the believers under the palace.

The dark shadow stood beside the sun, looking down together.

The sun suddenly said, "Once it's stained with blood, it can't be washed off."

The shadow responded: "Yeah."

Sun turned to look at the shadow, his eyes revealing mixed emotions: "You are always so cold."

The black shadow blatantly ignored him and turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

At this time, a believer hurried up to the palace and knelt before the sun: "My lord, everything is ready."

The sun waved his hand, signaling the believers to retreat.

"Let's go and witness this so-called 'great moment'."

The sun sat alone on a high platform, overlooking the surging crowd below.

A reader dressed in special attire stood in front of the stage, muttering something.

"Great Sun, you are the source of chaos and the supreme ruler of the dark. Your brilliance is both a guide and an order in chaos. Believers, in this mysterious realm, we bow down and pray for your mercy and grace."

The crowd in the audience let out deafening shouts, their eyes were fanatical and obsessed, and their voices intertwined together, as if to break through the dome of the palace.

The announcer continued, "Today's grand ceremony is a fusion of mystery and fanaticism. Believers offer rare sacrifices, pray and swear in extreme postures, and are willing to dedicate their bodies and minds to you!"

At this time, the believers shouted in unison, their voices were uniform and loud: "I am willing to give everything for God!"

The reader said: "Or, this is an opportunity to announce the organization's major decision and expansion. We will venture into unknown territory, recruit believers, and spread your light throughout the world. We will spread your teachings and let all living beings bathe in your wisdom!"

The crowd erupted in an excited response: "Follow the sun and never back down!"

The reader continued, "Furthermore, this is a stage for demonstrating your authority and power. Look at the strange flames, which burn endlessly, as if they symbolize your endless power; look at the huge suspended crystal ball, which emits a mysterious light, as if it is a miracle bestowed by you!"

"That's right!" someone in the crowd shouted, "We always follow the sun!"

The announcer changed the subject: "However, on this sacred day, those who betray us must also be punished!" Before he finished speaking, a group of cultists appeared with a cart, in which ten people with terrified faces were tied. They were hunched over, with pale faces, and looked like they had been hungry for many days.

Some of the cultists used red-hot irons to brand the people, while others used barbed whips to tear their skin and flesh.

Under torture, the ten people's facial features were extremely distorted and their howls of pain came one after another, tearing through the eerie atmosphere.

However, the cult members around them just stared blankly with empty eyes, without any sympathy at all.

From time to time, someone would let out a sharp and sarcastic sneer, "Humph, look at this pathetic traitor, this is the price of disobedience!" The laughter seemed to come from the mouth of an evil ghost, eerie and terrifying.

From time to time, someone would yell at the top of his lungs, "It's you scum who have ruined our grand plan!" Their faces became extremely ferocious due to anger, and every wrinkle was filled with hatred, as if they wanted to eat these ten people alive.

In this horrifying scene, the ugliness of human nature is infinitely magnified. This group of cultists have fallen into a state of extreme madness, as if they were possessed by demons and have lost their last bit of sanity and conscience.

When those ten people were dying, Taiyang stood up and slowly walked down from the stage, his posture elegant yet casual.

When the fanatical believers once again looked up at the noble sun on the stage.

He picked up the wine jug respectfully presented to him by a believer beside him, which was filled with blood-red wine.

The readers shouted: "At this moment, we are welcoming the baptism of the most outstanding followers. With the help of God's holy hand, we can wash away the sins of our bodies and minds and gain the glory of a new life!"

Sun held the wine jug and walked slowly in front of the core believers. They bowed their heads in awe, lowering their heads to the height of the wine jug held by Sun.

Sun's hand gently tilted the wine jug, and blood-red wine flowed out of the bottle mouth like a stream, soaking everyone's hair. The wine flowed down the hair to the face and body, staining the white holy robe with blood-red. However, they didn't care, and their faces were still filled with excitement and enthusiasm.

When the sun had finished pouring wine on everyone, that person would immediately raise his head, look at the sun with extremely obsessed eyes, and swear loudly: "I am willing to follow you forever, go through fire and water for you, and never give up!" The voice echoed in the hall with an almost crazy determination.

The entire lobby was filled with a strange and creepy atmosphere.