Alfred's figure slowly descended, his leather soles making a crisp sound as they touched the ground.
"I believe that at some point in the future, perhaps five years, ten years, a hundred years from now... or even a future so distant that years cannot measure it;
when you remember tonight, your bodies will tremble uncontrollably, and your souls will stir with irrepressible excitement.
Please remember,
you are the first visitors."
Alfred gestured for them to proceed.
Muli and Ventura walked down side by side.
Ventura looked at Alfred and asked, "Mr. Alfred, just where are we?"
"I remember answering that question already." Alfred smiled. "Of course, I wouldn't insist that you understand the greatness of the miracle before you from your very first glimpse and the first words of introduction."
After a pause,
Alfred added, "Heh, you should know that I was stunned for an entire night myself."
Muli and Ventura walked to the center of the formation and stopped.
Alfred moved his fingertips slightly, and the formation began to operate. In an instant, layers of Order Fire slowly rose around them. The enormous chandelier overhead slowly descended, spreading a black halo that created an intense air of mystery and solemnity.
None of this belonged to the essence of the formation.
In fact, no one other than Kallen himself could truly operate this Twelve-Coffin Formation.
What Alfred controlled was something he had set up himself. The surrounding decorations and furnishings had also been arranged by the people of Allen Manor at his request.
His purpose had been precisely this day: to create a better atmosphere when he needed to preach the great doctrine to new members.
A good atmosphere could greatly improve learning efficiency.
Muli and Ventura looked around, both awed by the scene.
Just as Richard understood formations but