Chapter 266: Thoughts Spread

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Vanna stood up and came to the statue of the goddess in the small prayer room. The statue was placed on a high platform, and around the platform, bright candles were burning quietly.

"We should convey this warning to the Storm Cathedral, and preferably to other churches and city-states," Bishop Valentine's voice came from behind, "But this involves the source of the warning. If you want to have enough To be convincing, you must give reasons that are sufficient to convince the other three churches. Simply saying that a saint received a revelation in a dream is not enough.

"His Majesty the Pope has known about the connection between you and Captain Duncan. She has not issued any admonitions about it. It seems that she has acquiesced in this matter, but if other churches know the true situation... their reactions will be difficult. Expect it, especially from the Death Church."

"Is it the influence of the Thirteen Islands of Veselan..." Vanna muttered in a low voice, "The Death Church's vigilance towards the Homeless Ship is unusual."

"That's right, the Thirteen Islands of Wesselan, the victims dragged into the subspace by the Homeless Ship, were the largest archipelago city-state under the control of the Death Church a century ago. To the followers of Death, the status of those thirteen islands is It is equivalent to today's Purander to the Church of the Deep Sea, "Valentin sighed,

"It's very troublesome. After a hundred years, this is not just a matter of hatred, but also human beings' natural distrust of an out-of-control disaster. If they knew the source of this warning, they might first report this matter to Thinking about the direction of the conspiracy.”

Fanna didn't speak for a while, but she was silent for a few seconds before suddenly speaking: "The Cathedral of Storms is coming soon. Perhaps His Majesty the Pope will have his own considerations about this."

"I hope so," Plande muttered unconfidently, "In any case, the Church of the Seven Gods is now paying attention to the situation of Vision 001, but it seems that they are not paying enough attention to it. The Church of the Deep Sea can take the lead and deal with this matter. The priority of things has been raised, and I think it has at least achieved this "warning effect."

Zhou Ming nodded slowly, then raised his gaze and stared at the icon of the storm goddess Gemona. After a long time, he softly prayed: "...May you protect me."

Homeless, on the stern deck, Vanna had just finished inspecting the entire ship and was about to go back to her room to rest.

She entered the subspace in a daze, and stayed on another lost ship in the subspace for a long time. Although she finally found a way to return safely, as long as she could not determine the mechanism of entering the subspace, she would never be able to Completely relieved.

"Did you see something flash past just now?" The team member subconsciously put his hand on the rune steel sword at his waist and whispered seriously, "The gas lamp seemed to flash."

In the antique shop of Ye Yifeng City, Fanna, who had just said good night to Nina and Shirley, silently walked back to the room, came to the window, and quietly looked out at the night scene of the quiet street filled with night lights.

Fanna frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then directly opened the "door to the homeless."

She picked up the "collection" in front of her and stared at the bottom of Valentine City-State.

"I saw your lantern flashed too." Another team member said immediately.

On the simple shelves, the exquisite "models" of the Lost Home and Valentine are still quietly placed in their original places.

Vanna closed her eyes slightly. The warning from "Captain Vanna" is undoubtedly a reason for many people to take it seriously. The time when he entered the subspace was just after the problem with Vision 001.

But the captain just frowned, seeming to be thinking about something. After a few seconds, the senior guard shook his head: "Continue patrolling - just report the situation to the church when you get back."

"Don't relax," the captain glanced at his subordinates, "Nothing can happen in the night, pay attention to these darkest places."

After a brief moment of dizziness and a sense of time and space dislocation, Duncan opened his eyes and saw a strange bachelor's apartment. Everything here was still the same.

A light green glow suddenly flashed at the edge of his field of vision, causing the team member to stop subconsciously.

There is a problem with the "sun", strange dreams, and entering subspace. The two things happened so closely that it is difficult not to connect people.

Think about whether there is a hidden connection behind them.

I stepped into it. During that inspection, Fanna focused on checking the condition of the "subspace door" in the bilge and confirmed that the door was still closed.

He now only hopes that his warning will not cause the Church of the Seven Gods to focus more attention on the issue of Vision 001.

Somewhere in the city, a team of guards was walking out of an alley, preparing to check the situation of the next gas and steam node.

The scene of the entire Valentine city-state came directly into his mind from a faster and more intuitive perspective.

In this transcendent and turbid "perception", Vanna let her consciousness sink little by little, exploring the structure of the city-state under the sea.

Green light and shadow floated in the flames, invisible gazes flashed in the darkness - Vanna's thoughts flowed throughout the city-state, and then gradually sank deeper into the city-state.

A slight rubbing sound reached my ears. She knew that she was not an expert in the extraordinary field, and even if she wanted to study the problem of Vision 001, she would not be able to start, and what she could do... was not to attract these real experts to the problem.

What part did you "ignore"? Duncan frowned slightly and tapped the edge of the desk with his fingers unconsciously. Then he calmed down and placed his hand over the model, his energy gradually spreading.

The Lost Home requires an overall inspection every once in a while, especially the bottom part of the ship - these cabins submerged by the boundless sea require the captain's shock and comfort to ensure stability. That made him feel more at ease.

"Yes, I understand," the team member quickly straightened up, but couldn't help but added, "But don't you think those two days were really intense? I heard that the city's latest night patrol record has not even one..."

But corresponding to that "reliability" was a faint uneasiness in his heart: He still couldn't figure out how he entered the "other side" of the door after sleeping in the bedroom last time.

Of course, as a "model", the neat bottom surface is an abnormal situation, but she knows that the "collection" is not a special model, it should be the real Valentine in that room. "Reflection", "Projection", what that thing shows...should be the broken appearance of Valentine!

Similar situations occur throughout the city. The group of defenders left the place.

After that, he never thought about that matter - he must admit that "under the city-state" is a blind spot in the thinking of many people in this world, and it is even a blind spot in my thinking.

The smooth and simple new structure... is "growing" bit by bit at the bottom of the "model".

It seemed that the light emitted by the gas lamp in the distance changed instantly, but it was extremely short-lived, extremely secretive, and almost difficult to capture.

Crowded residential areas, steam factories that work around the clock, quiet commercial districts, seaside streets, gas lamps on the roadsides, pipeline systems across the city... A swirling thick fog appears in the door frame

middle.

Is it because he wasn’t thorough enough when he burned the city-state with flames? Or because...

The young team member holding a lantern looked at the quiet street in front of him and muttered with some sigh: "It seems that tonight is peaceful again... To be honest, I am really not used to that kind of quiet night." "

The team members subconsciously focused their attention on the captain.

After gathering his thoughts, Fanna put her hand on the doorknob of the captain's cabin, but after opening the door, he suddenly thought of another thing. The Abyss Plan that Tirian had mentioned to himself.

He calmed down, and first checked the window sill, desk, etc. as usual. After confirming that nothing here had changed, he walked to the end of the room. Duncan stared at the base of the model, lost in thought.

All he saw was an extremely smooth bottom surface. No matter what is underneath the city-state, whether it is an infinitely long pillar or a pancake-like base, it should have a structure, instead of ending abruptly below the sea surface like it does now.

Below the sea level of the city-state of Valentine, the corresponding

Part of it stopped abruptly, and its bottom surface was as smooth as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade.

In the apartment room, Duncan suddenly opened his eyes. Perhaps it was because of that "uneasiness" that he conveyed a warning in his subsequent "dream communication" with Zhou Ming. Although he was still sure that his weird dream had some echoes of reality, After dealing with extraordinary phenomena so many times, he at least had one experience: it might be okay if a person has a dream, but his "Captain Vanna" had a dream... Don't really take it for granted. Dream view.

Duncan walked over and directly picked up the "model" that represented Valentine. Then he carried the "collection" that was neither light nor heavy in his hand to the nearby desk, sat down and observed it carefully. The "base" structure.

Fanna stood in front of the captain's cabin, holding a lantern in one hand and taking a gentle breath in the cold night wind.

Night has fallen, and almost all residents in the city-state have returned home. The streets and alleys are extremely quiet. There are only a few light spots moving in the depths of these slightly dark streets. This is the light emitted by the night guards and the lanterns in their hands. glow.