Abnormality 099-Doll.
This is the only content on the parchment, and it is the only information that Vanna brought after returning from the Tomb of the Unknown King.
The moment she saw those scrawled letters, Vanna's expression was a little dull. She could feel that Bishop Valentine and several other figures beside her were also stunned, and after a brief silence , the shadow of one of the saints suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "An existing 'abnormality' was changed out of thin air... and it was outside the sight of the civilized world."
"It fell into the hands of the Lost Home," another saint nodded, "Maybe the ghost captain did something..."
"But what kind of change would produce such a result?" The saint who spoke before looked worried, "The difference between the puppet coffin and the puppet is not just a few letters... and this change directly touched Wuming The king's tomb even had the tombkeeper suddenly summon the listeners into the tomb to convey this information..."
Several saints discussed in a low voice seriously, and their eyes finally focused on Vanna. Vanna had gradually recovered at this moment. With the help of Bishop Valentine, she stood up and looked at the only remaining items in her hands. Scrap of paper: "...I don't remember what happened in the tomb chamber at all, I only remember walking in the tomb passage."
"The experience of being forgotten in a tomb is a normal situation. This is your mind protecting itself, so you need the parchment and quills provided by the tombkeeper to record useful information," Bishop Valentine said slowly Said, "But there are only these few words left on your parchment, so the situation is... not quite right."
Fanna stared at her hands in confusion, and then muttered hesitantly for a long time: "Did I tear the parchment to pieces myself..."
"Theoretically, it can only be you," Bishop Valentine looked at her. "There will be no one else in the tomb. The tombkeeper never interferes with the communication between the listener and the owner of the tomb, and the owner of the tomb will not do anything except convey the message." Any unnecessary action.”
Vanna was filled with confusion, but before she could continue to speak, a low and solemn female voice suddenly came from the edge of the square, interrupting the communication between the saints: "The end of the assembly is coming."
The saints immediately stood in awe and looked in the direction of the sound. Vanna also quickly sorted herself out and looked at the figure at the end of the square that made the sound - a woman who seemed to be wearing gorgeous clothes was standing quietly. There, watching the saints gathered together.
There was no entourage next to the female figure. Standing there alone, she already exuded enough majesty and aura. Her figure also showed a black silhouette like other "souls", but the black silhouette was darker than the other "souls". Anyone's face should be clear and solid, even so solid that the outline of the face can be vaguely seen, so that people can see that she is a graceful and luxurious woman.
Vanna bowed her head slightly to the figure in awe.
That is the leader of the Church of the Deep Sea, the representative of the Storm Goddess Gemona in the human world, sitting under the papal crown of the Cathedral of Storms. This extraordinary person who has received divine grace is so powerful that her soul has undergone a qualitative change. Even in this psychic meeting place, the complete appearance of a "human" can be vaguely presented.
You must know that even the "saints" whose power far exceeds that of ordinary extraordinary beings can only barely maintain the outline of human beings in this gathering place.
Vanna felt the Pope's eyes falling on her.
"You have done a good job, Saint Vanna," the pope nodded slightly. Her voice was majestic but gentle, soothing Vanna's slightly depressed mood. "How much can the listener bring out from the tomb?" Information has always been an uncontrollable thing, and many times, the intelligence brought out by the listener is not limited to the parchment."
"What do you mean..." Fanna raised her head curiously and asked boldly.
"The less content remaining on the parchment, the more dangerous the message conveyed by the owner of the tomb. It was your spiritual warning that drove you to destroy the words you wrote in the tomb to prevent those dangerous truths. Being revealed to the public... this piece of information is enough for the Cathedral of Storms to use as a reference to plan the next route and to pray to our Lord for guidance."
Fanna listened carefully to the Pope's words, and her mood gradually calmed down.
She knew that this was not a casual relief - His Majesty the Pope would not do such meaningless things. Since His Majesty said so, it meant that this matter had been approved by the goddess to a certain extent.
She has brought out enough valuable information from the Tomb of the Unknown King.
"Disperse first," the graceful and elegant lady said softly, "This gathering ends here. Storm Cathedral will carefully evaluate the signal conveyed by Vision 004 this time - if necessary, I will issue an edict. Or call the saints together again.”
Vanna quickly calmed down and bowed in salute in the direction of the Pope. Then her figure gradually disappeared into this chaotic and wide space, followed closely by the figures of other saints, and each black shadow disappeared from the square. , but in the blink of an eye, silence returned here again.
In the huge assembly hall, only the simple cracked stone bricks, the pillars supporting the chaotic sky, and the soul projection of Storm Pope Helena were left.
The pope who was favored by Gemona did not leave. After the assembly was dismissed, she still stood quietly in the square, looking motionlessly at the open space in the center of the square.
After an unknown amount of time, Helena suddenly turned her head and looked not far away from her - the air there rippled like water waves, and in an instant, a tall and thin figure appeared in her sight.
The tall and thin figure seemed to be wearing a robe. Like Helena, his appearance was vaguely discernible - he was a serious and old man.
Immediately afterwards, another figure appeared next to the old, tall and thin man. It was a short, fat old man with a vaguely discernible appearance and a kind smile.
"Banster," Helena first nodded to the tall, thin, serious old man, and then looked at the short, fat old man with a kind smile, "Run - what, are you very free? ?Don’t the Death Cult and the Academy of Truth need to patrol the borders?”
"The border has been stable recently, and there is reliable surveillance." The tall, thin, old man known as Banster said concisely.
"We have temporarily handed over the task of patrolling the border to reliable people." The short and fat old man named Lu En also nodded, "This time I mainly came to see the situation on your side... It seems that the civilized world It’s not peaceful.”
"The last time a similar situation occurred in the mausoleum, it was also during the period when the Deep Sea Church was on duty," Banst said expressionlessly, "It seems to be a hundred years ago?"
"Asking knowingly," Helena said calmly, "The last time was of course a hundred years ago - that time I entered the tomb as a listener, and I was not the helmsman of the Cathedral of Storms at that time. I remember it very clearly. "
"Yes, you were the one who entered last time, and I remember it very clearly," the short, fat old man Lu En recalled with emotion, stroking his beard, "You were also 'thrown' by the mausoleum immediately after entering. When you came out, it took a long time to wake up after being dizzy. And just like the little girl today, the parchment you brought into the tomb only had a small note with only a few scrawled letters on it... Helena, still Do you remember what message you brought out of the tomb a century ago?"
The helmsman of the Storm Cathedral was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "I remember it very clearly - 'Vision 005-The Lost Home'."
Lu En nodded slightly: "Yes, you were the first to bring back the news that the Lost Home had turned into a vision... and the few letters you brought back at that time were confirmed in just one month. , the phantom of the Lost Home roared past the edge of the death sect's necropolis, and the unlucky guy Banster watched helplessly as the escort he had just built before he had time to cut the ribbon was swallowed up on the spot with only the rope used for cutting the ribbon... "
The leader of the Death Cult, Pope Banster, glanced at Rune expressionlessly.
Helena seemed not to have heard Lu En's last few words. She just remained silent thoughtfully. After a long time, she slowly spoke: "Whether it is a 'doll' or a 'doll coffin', they are just An 'anomaly' ranked close to the 100th place is incomparable with the anomaly ranked fifth."
"There is no comparison, but you also know that the key to the problem is not the information left on the note - rather, the parts that were not left behind are the parts that can bring the saint's spirit to the verge of collapse, so that he instinctively The 'truth' was driven by the fact that it must be destroyed and buried in the tomb." The expression on Lu En's face finally became serious. "The name of Anomaly 099 changed from a puppet coffin to a puppet. This in itself is not a big deal. What, but the information that is related to it but has been concealed is the most important..."
"The only guess right now is that this is related to the ghost ship," Helena said, "but a few days ago I sought enlightenment from the Lord..."
At this point, she suddenly stopped, then shook her head, as if she didn't intend to continue the topic.
"Why didn't Frame come?" She looked at the two figures in front of her, "Don't he always like to watch the fun?"
"Frem and his Firebringer Church are busy with very important things," the short and fat Rune said with a smile. "The leaders of the four orthodox religions can't all come here to join in the fun..."
"Is it something very important?" Helena frowned, "What is he doing?"
"I'm patrolling the border," Banster said concisely.
Helena: "..."
(End of chapter)
