Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 261 Church Ark
In the vast and dark assembly hall, the three church leaders fell silent at the same time.

After some time, Pope Banster, the servant of Death God, suddenly spoke softly: "The law of misalignment of abnormalities and visions—there will always be abnormalities or visions that do not conform to the law."

"The zeroth article is really easy to use, but the zeroth article can't be used casually," the short, fat and kind Lun shook his head, "we can't just use the zeroth article as soon as we encounter an incomprehensible thing, it will make us When the real crisis hidden danger arises, we are paralyzed and miss the opportunity."

"You mean... there is a problem with the information given by Vision 004?" Banster turned his head slightly, "It's not that the Vision-Prand has no number, but the number is hidden?"

"It may also be a brand-new naming mechanism," Luen said in thought, "There is no problem with Vision 004 and Vision Purand, but we still can't understand this new way of naming visions——Prand What happened recently is very special, it is a city-state polluted by history and 'saved' by the power of the warp, such a thing has never happened before..."

"I don't like the 'new mechanism'," Banster shook his head, his voice was low, "the new mechanism means new uncontrollable factors, we have sacrificed too much in order to understand how the world works...and the world is always It's changing."

"No one likes it, but the world is always so unkind," Luen shrugged, and then his eyes fell on Helena, "I hope you can gain something in Prand, and see it with your own eyes. , what happened to that city-state.”

Helena didn't speak for a while, just nodded lightly, she seemed to be lost in thought, and after a long time, she suddenly broke the silence: "There is one more thing, you should have noticed it, the problem of vision 001 .”

Lu En's expression became serious, and this old man who served the God of Wisdom rarely had such a tense moment: "Yes, the Sun Observation Tower has been confirmed, and the rune ring on the edge of the sun...is indeed damaged, although The missing part only accounts for a small piece of the entire rune structure, but that piece is indeed missing. I am still sending people to keep an eye on the situation of Anomaly 001, but I have not found any further damage to the rune ring—but there is no self-healing signs."

"I haven't noticed any changes from the Sun Cultists in various places," Banster also said immediately, "I also suspected that this matter was related to them at the first time, but judging from the information I have so far, it seems that the Sun Heretics themselves Haven't noticed any changes in Vision 001 yet."

"That doesn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with the 'creeping sun disc'," Helena said in a deep voice, "The creeping sun disc is one of the oldest existences in this world, and those sun heretics can only be regarded as creeping at best." The mildew spots that grow under the influence of the changing sun, the connection between them and their own gods is not as close as they imagined."

"We will continue to keep an eye on those cultists and the 'children of the sun' behind them," Banster said slowly, "and the group of final missionaries... In any case, what happened to Prand cannot be repeated. "

Helena nodded slightly, and then, she saw light and shadow floating in the darkness, and the figures of the two popes gradually faded and disappeared into nothingness.

She turned her head and glanced at the place where the tomb of the unknown king sank, and then her figure gradually disappeared in the assembly field.

In the next second, Helena opened her eyes in the real dimension.

She walked out of the secret room, and two attendants stepped forward—Helena waved her hand, signaling the attendants to leave on their own, while she walked alone through the long corridor to the upper deck of the cathedral ship.

A majestic cathedral is sailing on the boundless dark sea. The triple spire of the church, towering spires, and bell towers point directly to the sky, and its top is immersed in misty mist. The lower part of the church ship is a thick Armor, huge pipes, and crude mechanical structures connecting the deck areas.

A huge ark ship, the lower part is a steel fortress, and the upper part is a holy church—this is the real headquarters of the Church of the Deep Sea, the "Cathedral of Storms" cruising on the boundless sea.

Helena walked out of the corridor full of sacred reliefs, and came to the terrace on the upper deck, quietly overlooking the majestic engineering wonder below her feet.

This cathedral is actually very new. In fact, its hull was completed only 35 years ago, and its superstructure was only fully completed 20 years ago. Sophisticated control mechanisms, at least so far, the stuff works pretty well.

Before the completion of this cathedral ship, the "Cathedral of the Storm" was much smaller than it is today, and its cruising time in the boundless sea was much shorter.

The Storm Goddess doesn't mind that believers use pagan help to build their temples, and the four gods don't mind this.

In fact... the four gods don't mind anything that happens in the world at all.

Helena took a deep breath and looked at the thin mist around the cathedral ship—this mist and the chaotic and dark texture of the surrounding sea water showed that the entire ark was sailing in the gap between reality and the spiritual world. , at this position, most ordinary ships sailing on the boundless sea cannot see the Cathedral of Storms.

After quietly blowing the cold wind for a while, Helena stretched out her hand and took out a piece of wood carefully carved into the shape of waves by hand from her side.

She silently recited the name of Gamona, the Goddess of Storms, and threw the wave amulet carved from "sea breath wood" far into the sea.

"The faith of the saint you are concerned about has begun to waver," Helena said softly as if she was talking to herself, watching the direction where the amulet fell into the water, "but her human part does not seem to be dusted—she is still human .”

The waves were gently undulating, and invisible whispers sounded softly in the sound of the waves. Helena listened for a long time, then nodded slightly: "Is this very good... Yes, I understand."

The sea breath wood amulet that had been rolling and undulating on the water surface for a long time rolled and sank silently into the boundless sea.

Prand, inside the antique store.

The morning sun was just right, and the bright sunlight shone through the freshly cleaned window on the high and low shelves, making the fake antiques on the shelves seem to be coated with a layer of golden light. Nina was humming A brisk little tune, happily wiping the "goods" on the shelf, occasionally poking his head out to look at the figures beside the counter.

Alice and Shirley were sitting there, holding a stack of letter cards and frowning, while Agou hid in the shadow by the counter, holding a pencil in his paw, trying to write the word list silently.

Nina thinks this is a very miraculous thing—she still hasn't figured out how Agou grabs the pencil with his paws.

After almost falling asleep for the third time, Shirley yawned hard, put the letter card in her hand on the counter, and looked up at Alice who was engrossed next to her: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy," Alice answered honestly, looking up, "I don't know what 'sleepy' feels like—I only sleep when I'm supposed to."

"...I wonder how it feels to be a puppet with a soul," Shirley murmured, then carefully looked around, then looked up at the direction of the second floor like a thief, and then whispered , "Hey, why didn't Mr. Duncan come down today... and when I saw him in the morning, I felt that he was very preoccupied."

Alice put aside the letter card she had just memorized, picked up another one that she had just forgotten and started memorizing again, and at the same time said casually, "He is thinking about the secrets in the deep sea."

"Think about the secrets in the deep sea?" Shirley froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, he said that," Alice shook her head slightly, "Why don't you ask him? He should be happy to teach you something..."

Shirley opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she suddenly heard Agou's panicked and frightened voice from the shadow beside the counter: "If you want to die, don't take me with you!"

"I didn't say I was going to ask." Shirley stared at the direction the voice came from, "I still have the alphabet..."

Just as she was halfway through speaking, she suddenly heard a crisp copper bell coming from the direction of the door.

Agou disappeared completely in an instant, and Alice put the letter card aside with ease, and looked up towards the door: "Welcome, may I ask... eh? Mr. Morris?"

It was Morris who arrived early in the morning—an old scholar in a dark winter coat, a thick bowler hat, and a large-looking volume under his arm. After entering the door, he first greeted Alice and Shirley at the counter, and then looked at Nina who was tidying up the shelves next to him: "Is Mr. Duncan there?"

"He's upstairs." Nina nodded and looked at the old gentleman curiously. "What do you need from him?"

"I seem to have found the source of that symbol," Morris said happily, nodding the old book he brought, "It's incredible that it appeared in a document about the ancient kingdom of Crete—and so Unremarkable!"

(End of this chapter)