In the vast and dim assembly hall, the three church leaders fell into silence at the same time.
After an unknown amount of time, Pope Banster, the god of death's servant, suddenly spoke softly: "The law of anomalies and anomalies - there will always be anomalies or anomalies that do not conform to the rules."
"Article 0 is indeed easy to use, but Article 0 cannot be used casually," the short, fat and kind-hearted Lu En shook his head. "We cannot use Article 0 whenever we encounter something that is difficult to understand. Being careless when real crises arise will lead to missed opportunities.”
"You mean...there's something wrong with the information given by Vision 004?" Banst turned his head slightly, "It's not that Vision-Plande doesn't have a number, but that the number is hidden?"
"It may also be a brand-new naming mechanism," Lu En said in thought. "There is no problem with Vision 004 and Vision Purender, but we still can't understand this new naming method of vision - Purender. What happened recently is very special. It is a city-state that was polluted by history and was 'saved' by the power of subspace. Such a thing has never happened..."
"I don't like the 'new mechanism'," Banster shook his head, his voice low, "New mechanism means new uncontrollable factors. We have sacrificed too much in order to figure out how the world works... and the world is always still there. It’s changing.”
"No one likes it, but the world is always so inhumane," Lu En shrugged, and then his eyes fell on Helena, "I hope you can gain something from Plande, see it with your own eyes , what happened in that city-state."
Helena didn't speak for a while, just nodded slightly. She seemed to be lost in thought. After a long time, she suddenly broke the silence: "There is one more thing, you guys should have noticed it, the problem of Vision 001 .”
Lu En's expression became serious. This old man who served the God of Wisdom rarely had such a tense face: "Yes, the Sun Observation Tower has determined that the rune ring on the edge of the sun... is indeed damaged, although The missing part only accounts for a small part of the entire rune structure, but that part is indeed missing. Currently, I am still sending people to keep an eye on the situation of Vision 001, but I have not found any further damage to the rune ring yet - but it has not repaired itself. signs.”
"No unusual movements have been found among the Sun Cultists in various places," Banster followed up, "I also suspected that this matter was related to them for the first time, but judging from the information currently available, the Sun Cultists themselves seem to have I haven’t noticed the changes in Vision 001 yet.”
"Then it cannot be concluded that this matter has nothing to do with the 'Creeping Sun Disk'," Helena said in a deep voice, "The Creeping Sun Disk is one of the oldest existences in the world, and those solar heretics can only be regarded as creeping at best. The mold that grows under the influence of the Changing Sun Wheel, their connection with their gods is not as close as they imagine.”
"We will continue to keep an eye on the group of cultists and the 'Children of the Sun' behind them," Banster said slowly, "and the group of final evangelists... In any case, what happened to Pland cannot happen again. "
Helena nodded slightly, and then she saw the light and shadow floating in the darkness, and the figures of the two popes gradually faded and disappeared into nothingness.
She turned back and glanced at the place where the Tomb of the Unknown King sank, and then her figure gradually disappeared in the assembly hall.
The next second, Helena opened her eyes in the real dimension.
She stepped out of the secret room, and two attendants came forward - Helena waved her hand to signal the attendants to leave, and she walked alone through the long corridor and walked to the upper deck of the church ship.
A majestic cathedral is sailing on the boundless dark sea. The triple spiers of the church and the towering spiers and bell towers point directly to the sky. The top is immersed in the misty mist, and the lower part of the church ship is thick. Armor, huge pipes, and crude mechanical structures connected to the deck area.
A giant ark, the lower half is a steel fortress, and the upper half is a holy church - this is the real headquarters of the Deep Sea Church, the "Cathedral of Storms" cruising on the boundless sea.
Helena walked out of the cloister filled with sacred reliefs and came to the terrace on the upper deck, quietly overlooking the towering engineering wonder at her feet.
This church is actually very new. In fact, its hull was partially completed only thirty-five years ago, and its superstructure was only completed twenty years ago. Scholars from the Academy of Truth helped design the huge church ship. The powertrain and complex controls, at least so far, are working pretty well.
Before the completion of this cathedral ship, the "Cathedral of Storms" was much smaller than it is today, and its endurance time on the boundless sea was also much shorter.
The Storm Goddess doesn't mind if believers use pagan help to build their temples, and neither does the four gods.
In fact... the four gods don't mind anything that happens in the world.
Helena took a gentle breath and looked at the thin mist surrounding the church ship - this layer of mist and the chaotic dark texture of the surrounding sea water showed that the entire ark was sailing between the reality and the spiritual world at this moment. , in this position, most ordinary ships sailing on the boundless sea cannot observe the Cathedral of Storms.
After quietly blowing the cold wind for a while, Helena reached out and took out a piece of wood from her side that was carefully hand-carved into the shape of a wave.
She silently recited the name of the storm goddess Gemona, and threw the wave amulet carved from "sea breath wood" far into the sea.
"The faith of the saint you are paying attention to has begun to waver," Helena looked at the direction where the amulet fell into the water and whispered as if talking to herself, "but her human part does not seem to be dusty - she is still human. .”
The waves undulated gently, and an invisible whisper sounded softly in the sound of the waves. Helena listened for a long time and nodded gently: "Is this good...Yes, I understand."
The sea breath wood amulet that had been rolling and undulating on the water for a long time rolled over and sank silently into the boundless sea.
Plande, antique shop.
The morning sun was just right. The bright sunlight shined through the newly cleaned display windows and shone on the staggered shelves, making the fake antiques on the shelves seem to be coated with a faint golden light. Nina was humming In a light tune, he happily wiped the "merchandise" on the shelf, occasionally sticking his head out and looking at a few figures beside the counter.
Alice and Shirley were sitting there, holding a stack of alphabet cards, frowning, while Ah Gou was hiding in the shadows next to the counter, holding a pencil with his paws, trying to write down the word list.
Nina thought this was a very magical thing - she still didn't understand how Agou grabbed 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 next to her who was concentrating on it: "Aren't you sleepy?"
"Not sleepy," Alice raised her head and replied honestly, "I don't know what 'sleepy' feels like - I only sleep when I'm supposed to."
"...I really wonder how it feels to be a doll with a soul," Shirley muttered, then carefully looked around, then looked up at the direction of the second floor like a thief, and then spoke in a low voice. , "Hey, why didn't Mr. Duncan come down today...and when I saw him in the morning, I felt that he was very worried."
Alice put aside the letter card she had just memorized, picked up the one she had just forgotten and started to memorize it again. At the same time, she said casually: "He is thinking about the secrets in the deep sea."
"Thinking about the secrets in the deep sea?" Shirley was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"
"I don't know, that's what he said," Alice shook her head slightly, "How about you ask him? He should be happy to teach you something..."
Shirley opened her mouth and was about to say something when she suddenly heard Agou's panicked and frightened voice coming from the shadows beside the counter: "If you want to die, don't take me with you!"
"I didn't say I was going to ask," Shirley glared at the direction the voice came from, "I still have my alphabet..."
Just as she was halfway through her words, she suddenly heard a crisp ringing sound coming from the direction of the door.
Agou disappeared completely in an instant, and Alice put the letter card aside in a familiar manner, and looked up towards the door: "Welcome, may I ask... eh? Mr. Morris?"
It was Morris who came over early in the morning - the old scholar was wearing a dark winter coat and a thick round felt hat, and he was holding a heavy-looking large book under his arm. There were a lot of old books. After entering, he first said hello to Alice and Shirley at the counter, and then looked at Nina who was packing the shelves next to him: "Is Mr. Duncan here?"
"He's upstairs," Nina nodded and looked at the old gentleman curiously, "Do you have anything to do with him?"
"I seem to have found the origin of that symbol." Morris happily held up the old book he brought. "It's incredible that it actually appeared in a document about the ancient kingdom of Crete - and it's so... Inconspicuous!”
(End of chapter)
