After being dressed as a human, everyone regards me as a god

The black-robed doctor who was being looked at by Dominic was standing upright and sitting upright at the table, like a piece of wood tightly bound to a cross, unable to relax a bit.His name and identity are marked on the top of his head, and there is a symbol behind the identity, which seems to indicate his other occupation.

Bishop Grevel 'The Physician'

The first person on Gravell's right could be identified as a woman from her figure and name.

Sister Barbara 'The Physician'

On Barbara's right are two men, also wearing a black robe, with a silver mask on their face, a wide jawline, and a layer of short cyan stubble. Their names are Jollen and Jody , the two main identities are monks, but both of them show a barber in the symbol.

It's just that Jollen and Jody, apart from their master status, are different from Grevel and Barbara in that the barber behind the monk is not marked with a special symbol.

What this hinted at, Dominic is not clear yet, he looked away slightly, and found that there was an empty space on Jody's right hand side, and there was a card lying flat on the position.

In addition, on the opposite side of Gravell, that is, in front of the dining table to the right of Dominique, twelve players in different colors of costumes were sitting crowdedly. Names and identities have not yet been marked.

In addition to the four NPCs on Dominic's left hand, three players in black robes and without masks sat on the opposite sides of the long table.

Dominic seemed to be walking slowly, and glanced left and right inadvertently. Except for the four NPCs with half masks on their faces, most of the rest were people he had met at the beginning, and he felt that the NPC in front of the hospital bed Players whose patients are lodged in their heads by devils.

Oh, by the way, he himself was one of this group of players at this time, but Dominic did not find that Cluff in the restaurant, and those accomplices who used brute force to subdue the patients.

'clang--'

Before Dominic approached the dining table, the bell rang even more subdued than before, as if descending from the sky, disturbing the hidden thoughts in his heart.

As if suddenly awakened from a beautiful dream, subconsciously kicked his feet and twitched, and his thoughts returned in an instant.The moment he was sober, his mind turned to piousness again, and the eyes hidden under the lens contained boundless sacred and fanatical beliefs.

Gravell raised his hands slightly, his trembling fingers flustered slightly, followed the swinging bell, and immediately got up in a hurry to cover up his gaffe.His whole body is like a spring that has been loosened after being suppressed for too long. With the last strength, he suddenly jumped up from the chair, and when the soles of his shoes touched the ground parallel, he folded his hands together like a slow-moving zombie. Go whisper your prayers.

"With the Lord."

"The Lord loves always."

The two monks, Jody and Joron, stood up after him, as if they had already gotten used to such inexplicable behaviors of Gravel. A slightly unskilled soft prayer.

"God forgives all sins."

"Emanuel."

From what Dominic saw and heard, among the four NPCs, he felt that only Barbara had the most standardized posture and expression when praying, very much like the priests and nuns he had seen every day.

Barbara got up in a very ladylike posture, and then she closed her eyes tightly. She didn't say amen reverently until Gravell sat down again, and then turned her head and went straight to look at Dominic. Kindness and tenderness: "Dinner is about to begin, get back to your seat."

Except for the other three masked NPCs, almost everyone else's eyes were on at the same time. The feeling of being watched and looked at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes at the same time at the dining table was subtle, so subtle that it was impossible to describe this feeling in words.

"Why are you still standing still?"

Jody spoke immediately after Barbara's voice fell.

Perhaps it was an illusion. After praying, Jody's voice sounded a little pretentious and harsh when he spoke again.

He glanced at the empty seat on his right at first, then moved his eyes slightly to the right, as if he didn't notice the table that was beginning to grow longer, and his eyes fell on an extra white round chair on the right side of the empty seat, and then looked up at the table. Dominic, his voice started to sound a bit hostile, "Are you going to make us all miss tonight's wonderful dinner?"

The original communication stopped, and everyone sat quietly in their chairs, quietly waiting for Dominic's response.

Jody's glance hinted that maybe the newly added small round stool was Dominique's place.

And some smart people who vaguely felt that they had grasped some rules of the game, after Jody's words fell, because of the dislike in the other party's words, their eyes began to show a little malice.

Dominic blinked his eyes lightly, took in all the sights of everyone calmly, and then secretly laughed in his heart.Dressed in clean white clothes, he raised his head slightly, as if the wind had stroked his hair, gently blowing the corners of his white and soft lips.

Dominic held the bottom of the oil lamp with his left hand, imitating the tone of what Barbara and the others had just said, with a pair of pure and kind eyes full of pious belief.Just like when he was praying in the past, the power of light appeared with the spirit of words and the candlelight, as if all the pure light in the world fell on him, and the tone was gentle and extremely holy, and he replied shallowly, "Emmanuel. "

When the voice fell, it seemed that a ray of light fell from afar, expelling the shadow of darkness. Years of belief and prayer had infused his soul with divinity. The sanctity of the human heart.

In the sight of everyone in a trance, obsessed with the beautiful dream image framed by the light, Dominic sat on the white wooden stool as usual.Although the round stool is small, it feels different from what he imagined. It seems that there is a layer of sponge on the surface of the stool, and it feels soft to sit on.

After taking his seat, Dominic lowered his eyebrows slightly, put the oil lamp flat on the table, and restrained his sacred edge, as if the ordinary glance just now was just a dream, except for that handsome face that was not like a mortal, his strength was still weak as dust.

'There is 1 minute left before the dinner starts, players who have not arrived at the restaurant will disappear. '

The system is unwilling to be lonely, and uses the voice that suddenly sounds in the head to demonstrate its sense of existence.

As for what disappearing means, only one person knows this.

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PS: The setting in the article is not the same as the reality, forget it, it is still not revealing the drama.

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By the way, Rumengling with goose intestines is very good-looking, but why can't I match Houyi who also has skin.