Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 29 The Man Who Protects the City
The gods with supreme power live in the cornerstone of this world, watching the movement of the world with the eyes beyond time and space, and the devout believers who convert to God with spiritual power will see it from the secret connection between themselves and the gods to a certain extent. Some real future trends, or changes that are happening in an unknown corner of the world at this moment.

This kind of peeping is not bound by time and space, and it implies the risk of being eroded by warp space, but for those devout believers with a strong will, this dangerous and powerful force is what they use to protect the infinity of the endless ocean. The greatest reliance on lighting the fragile lights of civilization.

The devout Inquisitor had been seeing a similar vision for days.

In a half-dream and half-awake state, she saw that the boundless ocean was stained with ink, and then there was a loud thunderous noise from the depths of the sea. A giant ship burning with flames rose from the seabed and slowly floated up in mid-air like an airship, and an invisible giant covered in starlight followed behind the giant ship, step by step towards the direction of the Pradesh city-state.

In Judge Vanna's life so far, such a large and terrifying "omen" has only appeared twice.

The first happened as a child, when she woke up from a bloody nightmare, lost her parents in a cult attack, and left a lifelong scar on her face.

The second time happened four years ago. In a dream, she saw a dark sun rising from the city-state, and thus wiped out the largest stronghold of the Sun God Sect infiltrating the city-to this day, the ghosts of those cultists The lingering minions are still hiding in the huge, complex and ancient tunnel system underground in Purland, engaging in meaningless entanglements with the guardians of the church.

For the third time, she saw a ship return from the depths and bring into the world a nameless giant.

She lied to the priest in front of her—the omen she saw was actually very clear, so clear that she, the judge, could not sleep for days.

The pastor looked at the calm gray eyes of the lady in front of him, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke: "But you prayed to God, and it seems that you haven't received any bad feedback?"

"...The Goddess may not remind you of all the risks, sometimes tribulations are just the test," Fanna said calmly, "Let's not talk about that, what's the news from the Explorers' Association?"

The pastor nodded immediately: "The liaison person from the association has just sent a message. The relics left at the headquarters of the association have sensed that the ship has appeared in the southwest waters, but there seems to be a problem with the telegraph device on the ship, and it is currently in a state of being unable to contact. It can only be ascertained that the ship was approaching the offshore waters of Prand at normal speed and course."

"...disappeared in the perception of the sacred object for a while, and then appeared out of nowhere on another sea surface that was far from the planned route. The current state cannot be contacted, and it is heading straight to the city-state...and was escorting the abnormal object before losing contact. mission," the judge frowned a little bit, the intuition brought about by dealing with strange things all year round was beating, which made her vigilant, "I remember that ship is called the White Oak, right?"

"Yes, the White Oak, the captain is Lawrence Creed, a member of the Explorers' Association, an experienced captain. Due to the special cargo being transported, the ship reported to the church before sailing from the city-state of Rensa," The pastor said while recalling, "By the way, the accompanying priest on that ship is a registered priest of the Deep Sea Church."

"Church compatriots... I hope the situation is not too bad," Vanna said in a serious tone, "In short, something is wrong with that ship, and the entire route from Lensa to Purand is under the control of the Explorers' Association However, the ship disappeared in the perception of sacred objects... I suspect that the White Oak may have left the real world for a short time, and even...may have gone to places it shouldn't have gone.

"Inform the guards of the port to keep an eye on the White Oak immediately after it enters the port. No one or anything can leave the ship until all inspections are completed—is there any response from the security forces?"

"Please rest assured, your uncle... His Excellency the Consul has ordered the sheriffs to control the surrounding area of ​​the port and raised the alert level of the port. Alternate port on the side."

"That's fine—uncle has always been a cautious person." The tense expression on Fan Na's face finally relaxed a little, "as long as he doesn't let ordinary people in the security force get involved in this matter."

The pastor looked into Fanna's pale gray eyes, carefully selected his words and said, "Do you think...that ship has been 'polluted'?"

"It's not certain yet, but even if a ship that leaves the real world for a short time finally returns, there are very few completely normal things. It may be that some items on the ship have unknowingly alienated and become 'abnormal', which may be hidden in the hearts of the crew. Mental illness in the depths, maybe even extra sailors and replaced captains... It is always right to be on the highest level of vigilance for sea ships that have experienced abnormal phenomena."

"Alas... may the ship and its crew be well," the priest couldn't help but put his hands across his chest, chanting the name of the Storm Goddess, "May the Storm Goddess protect those who bravely challenge the sea."

"May they be well," Fanna also lowered her eyelids, and blessed in a soft voice, and then seemed to be reminding the pastor in front of her, "but if unfortunately they are not 'well', we have to be prepared."

"Yes, I understand."

Fanna nodded, but just as she was about to refocus her attention on the city outside the window, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.

The next moment, a guard wearing a uniform with a black background and silver trim, with the emblem of waves and daggers on his chest, ran up the stairs quickly.

"Your Excellency, Judge!" The young guard gasped twice, and immediately said in a hurried tone, "We found a cult sacrificial base for worshiping the sun god in the sewer, and captured a group of believers!"

Fan Na's expression became extremely serious in an instant: "Those cultists who worship the dark sun? Wait, you said that what you found was a sacrificial place...not a hiding place? How dare they hold sacrificial activities again?!"

"Yes, it's the place where the sacrificial ceremony was held. We found evidence that the sacrificial ceremony was held," the guard said quickly, "and also found a large number of victims in the crypt not far from the ceremony site—among them Most of them have been sacrificed with their hearts. It's just that...the situation at the sacrifice site is not right."

Fanna saw the absurd and confused expression on the guard's face. She picked up the heavy sword that was blessed by the Goddess of Storms from the side, and walked quickly towards the stairs while carrying it on her back. : "Lead the way, I will go to the scene myself."

"Yes!"

The heavy blessing sword and the metal shoulder armor made a clear and crisp impact, and hurriedly walked through the long stairs in the big clock tower. Fanna came to the small square in front of the big clock tower, and saw that several guards had gathered Standing here, the two steam walkers are parked on the edge of the square, and there are continuous clicking sounds from the spider-like mechanical body.

Fan Na didn't stop, but gave the guards a start signal, and walked straight to one of the walking machines—this huge machine the size of two carriages looked like a mechanical spider lying on the ground, its steel Wheels for easy sliding on flat ground and steel hooks for special environments are installed on the edges of the limbs, while on both sides of the upper shell of the walking machine are shooting cockpits with revolving guns.

It is difficult for pure technological creations to have enough impact on "abnormalities" or "anomalies", but crushing firepower can kill those heretics who hide behind and manipulate anomalies-of course, this thing is not very effective in the sewer Out of power, it can be used to block doors but it is quite easy to use.

Holy 8 mm bullets poured out, sending hordes of heretics trying to escape in the blink of an eye to serve their lord in the Warp.

The gray-haired and gray-eyed judge jumped directly onto the carapace of the walker, and stood firmly in the night with his long sword on his back. The other two guards climbed into the shooting cockpit on both sides of the carapace, followed by a group of A series of cylinders and compression pipes made the sound of pressurization and decompression, and white steam spewed out from the joints of the walker's joints. The huge mechanical spider immediately got up, jumped to the nearest main road in one step, and then slid quickly Headed for the nearest sewer entrance.

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