The pollution of the subspace will not subside on its own, just like justice will not seek to redress itself - Vanna knows this very well after fighting against the twisted shadows deep in the world for so many years.
If this church had been contaminated by subspace, and the nuns on duty in the church had all been defeated by the contamination, then the things that invaded here would never have died on their own.
Considering the weird nun's 'reverberation' in the main teaching hall and the uncomfortable atmosphere in the entire sixth block, the door in the underground hall obviously failed to block the intruders here, so where are the invading subspace forces going now? Already?
Vanna raised the lantern in her hand, and the whale oil containing sacred power burned quietly in the lamp. Wherever the light shone, everything in the underground temple came into her eyes, and those sharp blades and bullets all over the wall The ejection traces were like words carved over and over in time and space, calmly telling some secrets to her.
Word?
Fanna suddenly frowned, as if there was a flash of lightning in her heart.
If the nun who died in the underground church had foreseen her fate when the door was closed, would she have tried to leave some record in some way to warn subsequent investigators?
This is the response a well-trained cleric should have!
"Check here again," she suddenly raised her head and loudly ordered the soldiers beside her, "all the marks, sword slash marks, bullet marks, blood stains, all - this sister most likely left them before she died in the battle. Some kind of message!
"yes!"
The guards took action quickly, dispersed with lanterns in hand, and began to conduct a more detailed and targeted search in the underground temple that had been inspected.
Of course, Vanna herself was not idle. After realizing that the dead nun might leave a message before her death, she returned to the place where the nun died, returned to the entrance of the underground church, and carefully checked the ground and ground near the door. wall.
She just completely smashed the door of the temple, but she believed that there would be no message on that door, because the door of the temple was part of the precise seal, and the door was engraved with the sacred symbols of the goddess. Leaving traces on it would weaken the saint. To protect the church, a nun would not do that.
The nun holding the sharp sword still fell to the ground quietly, and the blood that had not yet solidified slowly disappeared under her body.
Fanna squatted down next to the other party's body and carefully examined the nun's whole body. Then based on the angle at which the nun fell when she broke in, she speculated on her posture and position when she died. She was in the most interesting place. He bent down at the possible angle, opened the nun's clenched hand, and checked the condition of the long sword.
Suddenly, her movements stopped.
Vanna's eyes fell on the ground next to the nun,
There were a series of sword marks there, which at first glance seemed to be just messy carvings, as if they were marks made on the ground by a dying person who was holding the sword unsteadily.
In the previous inspections, Vanna and her subordinates had ignored these things, but this time, the young inquisitor finally realized that these seemingly messy scratches were actually some scratches that had been seriously distorted and then repeated. I wrote the 'message' several times.
here. She raised her head and spoke loudly to the old guards who were searching everywhere. Then she lowered her gaze and carefully discerned the information in the sword marks.
After looking at it for a long time, she finally read a few words:
"1885."
It was just a series of numbers.
The guards had gathered. They stood next to Vanna, and they could distinguish this string of numbers from the sword marks. The short-bearded guard at the head obviously didn't understand the meaning of this string of characters. He looked at it in confusion. To his superior: "Judge, these numbers...Judge?"
He saw the look of astonishment on Vanna's face. The latter's eyes widened the moment she saw the series of numbers, as if thunder was exploding in her heart. This judge, who had always behaved calmly and calmly in front of his subordinates, was stunned. Unable to control his expression.
Fanna woke up to the screams of her subordinates. She took a sudden breath and felt her heart pounding. The memory of searching for information in the archives alone also emerged. She recalled those weird things. records of heretical worship, recalling the archives from 1889 onward, as well as the missing records of 1885.
All these memories finally focused on this underground temple, focusing on the messy sword marks in front of her: 1885.
"It was 1885... She reminded us before she died that she actually died in 1885!"
Vanna muttered softly to herself, but the guards around her looked at each other, one of them frowned: "But why does she emphasize this?"
The young inquisitor fell into confusion. A large number of clues had emerged, and they seemed to be faintly melting into one place. However, a huge ravine appeared in the middle, making it impossible for her to completely connect her thoughts.
If the number left by this nun is to indicate the year of her death, then this year must have a special meaning. Hidden in this year is the 'warning' she wants to convey, but what kind of warning it is will be different from that of 1885. Year has a 'strong correlation'?
Did the nun see something before she died? she had foreseen
Will records from 1885 disappear from the cathedral's archives? Or does she know why this record disappeared?
Unfortunately, the truth has disappeared over the years with the cold blood. The moment the door of the underground church closed, the secrets that this nun knew were destined to be unknown to anyone. What she passed on to Vanna across time and space with her life was also It's just this series of incomprehensible numbers.
Vanna raised her head and saw that the accompanying guards were focusing on her. Some of them showed not only concern, but also cautious observation.
"I have been to the cathedral archives before," she sorted out her thoughts and said to her subordinates. "In the archives, all the information from 1885 has disappeared for some reason. Now it seems that this year is definitely... "
She stopped suddenly. ~~
Scenes of searching for information in the archives somehow came to mind again, as if there was another force constantly reminding her, making her repeatedly recall those memories of walking among the huge bookshelves, and in these In between the memories, she suddenly heard the gentle sound of waves.
Vanna slowly opened her eyes.
She still couldn't recall anything other than consulting the archives alone, but she had realized that there might be something wrong with her memory in the archives. Her spiritual gifts were warning her, and the goddess was warning her too!
"Go back to the cathedral," she suddenly said to the subordinates beside her, "I want to go to the archives!"
The guards looked at each other, wondering why the judge was so nervous and serious for a while, but they soon stopped hesitating and immediately accepted the order.
And just when these guards were about to leave, one of them lowered his head and glanced at the ground next to him, and suddenly exclaimed and disappeared!
Fanna immediately followed the sound, and a subtle green color was reflected in her eyes.
Her breathing instantly became a room.
On the ground, the traces carved by the nun before she died are gradually disappearing, like the pencil characters erased by an eraser on the paper. And where the sword marks disappear, there are green flames that are so subtle that they are almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The 'sparks' come from nowhere, as if they have been spreading in dimensions that are invisible to the naked eye, and now suddenly appear in the field of vision of real people...
Fanna is very familiar with these green sparks!
It was the owner of this flame who guided her to this church!
Endless conjectures came to her mind at this moment, about the Lost Home, about the Ghost Captain, and about the subspace and the string of numbers '1885'. However, all the conjectures did not match the number.
No one can explain what role the ghost captain plays, and Fanna can't figure out why the other party's flames erased the traces in front of her at this time, but one thing she knows very well is that she shouldn't stay here for a long time. , she must return to the cathedral immediately.
In the blink of an eye, the traces on the ground disappeared, and the green firelight that came from nowhere gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Don't get close to this ground. Be careful that the flames are still spreading beyond the range visible to the naked eye," Vanna reminded her subordinates. "The people from the second team who are leaving this church will stay outside the church and set up a seal in place." Waiting for orders, the others will follow me back to the cathedral.”
The guards said in unison: "Yes!"
Fanna nodded, then thought for a moment, and then ordered: "In addition, notify the standby troops in nearby blocks to seal off the entire sixth block."
In the main hall of the chapel, Vanna led the guards through.
One of the guards subconsciously glanced in the direction of the statue of the goddess, and suddenly exclaimed: "The praying 'nun' is also missing!"
