Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 152 The Fear of the Deep Demon

Duncan bent down to examine.

It was indeed the nun—the nun who was talking to Duncan and Shirley not long ago, and was theoretically praying in the main hall.

But now she fell here, dead near the entrance of the underground sanctuary, and until the moment Duncan pushed the door, she was pressing her body against the door.

It seems to be preventing something from invading the underground sanctuary, but looking at her state before she fell, it seems that she is desperately fighting against something in the underground sanctuary, and closed the door before she dies to prevent that thing from entering the underground sanctuary. run out.

"It looks... like it just died..."

Shirley also boldly came over at this time, poking her head behind Duncan to look, and it took two or three seconds before she opened her mouth cautiously.

"Yeah, it looks like he just died not long ago, even..." Duncan put his hand on the nun's arm while speaking, "There's even temperature."

The corpse at the entrance of the underground sanctuary was still warm, and the blood on the scarred body was not dry. This even gave Duncan a feeling, as if the battle in the basement had all happened when he and Shirley had just stepped into the church. Still going on, the nun was still alive at the time, even... the nun was still breathing until he and Shirley started exploring the church.

But this is not possible.

This church has been abandoned for 11 years, and an extraordinary vision that happened in the city-state of Pland was also 11 years ago. If this church is really a "key node" on the curtain, then everything here It should have happened and ended as early as 11 years ago. This nun who fought to the last moment in the underground sanctuary...it is impossible to die now.

Duncan stood up slowly with a serious expression, and looked across the gate.

The underground sanctuary of this community church is just a spacious basement, as he imagined. There is no light in the sanctuary, and even the long-burning oil lamps and gas lamps that were supposed to exorcise evil spirits have been extinguished. A little light from the gate illuminated the situation inside. In the darkness, one could vaguely see a statue of a goddess standing quietly in the center of the basement. On both sides of the sanctuary were columns hanging scripture curtains and storage rooms. Alcove lattice for the sacristy.

Duncan stepped over the nun's body, looking for traces of battle in the basement. He saw the dents on the walls and columns, the potholes made by bullets, and the traces of being burned by flames. They should all be left over from the battle.

But he didn't find the "enemy" alone, the "intruder" that the nun fought desperately before she died in battle.

He turned his head and looked at the Youshen Hound who was following Shirley, looking around cautiously with his head lowered all the way: "Agou, what tricks can you see?"

"Traces of time and space being severely distorted... It seems that there is no such phenomenon of 'reality overlapping' in the church on the surface, but in fact time and space are distorted more seriously than anywhere," Agou said in a particularly serious tone, as three " "Human" is the only extraordinary expert in the team, and its analysis is obviously much more organized than Duncan's guesswork, "The entire underground temple in my eyes is shrouded in a layer of mist, and the wrong time and space have completely replaced reality, but... …I didn't find anything other than the space-time warping phenomenon."

"Where is the 'intruder' who attacked here?" Duncan frowned, "That nun can't possibly be fighting wits with the air here?"

"...no intruders," Agou sniffled—even though it had no respiratory system, "no breath of living things, nor the breath of deep demons or spirit world creatures."

Speaking of this, it paused, and added: "Please believe my judgment in this regard, the deep hound is best at hunting, and distinguishing the scent of prey in the environment is the basic ability of a predator, unless... "

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Unless?"

Agou quickly looked around, as if suddenly becoming very cautious, he lowered his voice and came to Duncan: "Unless something in the subspace escaped... I can't track that thing, but if it is really You should be more familiar with the things in the subspace than me..."

When Duncan heard it, his face was expressionless: "Sorry, I'm really unfamiliar."

Agou hurriedly lowered his head: "You... If you say you are not familiar, then you are not familiar...."

Duncan thought for a while, he knew that Agou definitely didn't believe his words, but he was really not familiar with subspace, but on the other hand, Agou's words did remind him——

He recalled the rift he glimpsed when he observed the statue of the goddess in the main hall of the church, recalled the chaotic light and shadow leaking from that rift, and recalled the sights he saw on the bottom of the Lost Country. Strange phenomenon.

The subspace... really something from the subspace came out?
"If it's really something that came out of the subspace..." Duncan frowned, as if talking to himself, "Why did you just break into the temple of the Storm Goddess? This shouldn't be the place with the strongest defense." Is it? And judging from the traces at the scene, the intruder doesn't seem to have entered from the outside, but more like appearing directly in the church and attacking outside..."

"I don't know about that," Agou shook his head, "The secrets of the four major churches are the knowledge blind spots of the deep demons, and the subspace is a taboo recognized by the world, and even the horrors will not pry into the secrets of this aspect ——In fact, in my eyes, human beings are a race that is even crazier than demons in this field. They dare to study the subspace, and nothing has happened to them for so many years..."

"Humans have always been a very courageous race," Duncan said casually, and then looked at Agou, "but I was a little surprised, the deep sea is closely adjacent to the subspace, you deep demons are more afraid of that than humans A place? Isn’t the subspace equivalent to your doorstep to you?”

"The people who live next to the volcano are not because they like to drink magma," Agou explained to the boss with his head drooping, "We live on the edge of the subspace, so we know better than humans how terrible it is to fall into it. "

Duncan thought about it, and asked the question that he couldn't ask last time: "...that's why you, like humans, are afraid of the Lost Homeland returning from the subspace?"

Agou shrank his neck, and looked at Duncan carefully, as if he was afraid that talking about this topic would accidentally anger the owner of the Lost Homeland, but he dared not continue the topic that the boss started, so he could only Honestly: "Actually... If the Lost Homeland just returned from the subspace, it wouldn't be so scary. The key point is that the ship 'falls' back from the real world from time to time in the first period of time, just like in two dimensions. It’s like shaking between space, constantly traveling back and forth between the subspace and the real world..."

Duncan was just asking casually, but he didn't expect to hear this kind of information, and suddenly his heart moved: "Obstacle between the real world and the subspace?"

"Yeah, every time it directly penetrates the spirit world and the deep, enveloping all the things encountered along the way, like a rampaging cannonball," Agou was obviously terrified when he said this, "I even now I still remember a terrifying scene, the ship fell from the upper floor like an ever-burning bolide, screaming humans and twisted hulls were engulfed in the flames, those ghostly demons fighting blindly fled in terror, but in the blink of an eye they disappeared Swept into the flame by a huge force, and instantly merged with those humans into a weird twisted mass, which was torn apart and sprinkled into the bottom of the deep...

"The Lost Land just smashed through all the dimensions, fell into the depths of the warp, and then came out of it two days later, and then... again."

As Agou said, he swallowed hard, and there were rough friction sounds and the sound of corrosive substances surging in his throat.

"At that time, even some blind and dull ghost demons stopped fighting for a short time, and just stared at the direction of the spirit world in a daze every day. Fear even surpassed fighting, and became their new instinct... And I, who was The group with the deepest imprint of fear."

Duncan listened blankly, and finally said after a while: "Then... I understand why you have such a big psychological shadow."

Agou boldly looked up at Duncan: "You...don't you know this?"

Duncan almost didn't tense his expression - he knew X!This is not what he did!What kind of old pot has to be carried by oneself? !

But no matter how big the complaint is, he can only mutter a few words in his heart. In front of Agou, he can only continue to keep a straight face: "...Maybe he didn't pay attention."

Agou: "..."

Seeing the blown appearance of the deep hound, Duncan sighed, and had no choice but to add: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

His tone was very sincere.

Agou was so moved that he didn't dare to move.

Duncan himself fell into a short thought after that.

If what Ah Gou said is true, that is to say, the Lost Homeland... had a period of complete loss of control?It didn't simply return from the subspace, but has been "oscillating" between the real world and the subspace for quite a long time? !

(End of this chapter)