Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 680 The signal appears again

A "nest" hidden in the thick fog on the border, which may have been operating stably for many years - out of sight of the entire civilized world, and even in the blind spot of the Four Gods Church's surveillance, the Annihilation cultists built a "nest" that can be used in " The news of the long-term survival of the "Veil Colony" in the "Eternal Veil" instantly shocked everyone present!

"For many years, we have been looking for the lairs of those cultists..." Banster's voice was hoarse and gloomy, and the old man in black robes had a particularly serious expression. "Among the three main cult groups, the Final Evangelist is on the timeline. Discontinuous 'freaks' on the world, the Sun Followers are a group protected outside the real dimension by the Black Sun. Only the Annihilation Cults... Theoretically, they must have one or more lairs in the real world, but after so many years, We haven't been able to find these nests..."

"I didn't expect it to be hidden in that kind of place," Helena nodded, "But it does explain why they can avoid being hunted by the church for so many years - if the group of Annihilation cultists really found it in the Eternal Veil If there is no way to survive in the long term, then they have obviously taken a big step forward than us."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Lu En on the other side: "How do you think those cultists survived on the border?"

"The 'Holy Land' was not necessarily built by their own ability," Rune shook his head. "The development of technology does not happen overnight. No matter how much forbidden knowledge the Annihilation cultists have in their hands, they cannot create this out of thin air. This kind of shelter is far beyond our imagination - after all, we have all dealt with them, and everyone knows how capable those pagans are. I even suspect that they have found some kind of naturally existing 'heritage' in the fog... …After all, it’s the border, and anything can happen.”

He suddenly stopped when he said this, raised his head and turned his gaze to Duncan, with a serious expression on his face: "Listening to what you just said, it seems that you haven't found the specific location of this 'nest' yet? Then how did you determine it..."

"I said, I captured one of their ships - that ship is currently returning to the 'Holy Land' under my order. This will probably take a few days," Duncan said casually, "Judging from its current course , its destination should be a secret place on the southeastern border, not too far from here... The Lost Home will set off soon and meet up with the ship before it enters the curtain. What about you? Are you interested in joining us? Is it fun?"

Several popes looked at each other in shock after hearing this.

From Duncan's first two sentences, they noticed the weird and dangerous side of this ghost captain, but thankfully, this dangerous power is now on the side of "one of their own".

Then all they have to consider is how to respond to this "invitation."

"The southeastern border... there is a fleet of the Death Church right there." After a brief pause, Frame suddenly spoke, and then glanced at Helena, "The 'Tide' seems to be nearby too? They should all be there." Just in time."

"Yes, the Church of the Deep Sea can send the nearest fleet there," Helena nodded immediately, looking at Duncan, "It is our responsibility to eradicate the cultists' nests - and we also know how to deal with them if they stay. of 'pollution'."

Several eyes fell on Banster. The old man in black robe did not show any change in his expression. He just nodded with a sullen face: "I will send the 'rest' and 'restless' over there. They are new cutting-edge guns with powerful firepower." Battleship.”

The pope and bishops nodded after hearing this, seeming to agree with Banster's arrangement, but Duncan couldn't help but focus on the unique ship naming style of the Church of Death. After holding it in for a long time, he still couldn't bear it. He said, "It sounds like... it's a sister ship? The name is quite unique..."

"Many powerful battleships in the Church of Death are sister formations - this has something to do with our beliefs," Banst explained seriously, "We believe that everything in the world has 'two sides', just like the opposition and companionship of life and death. .”

Duncan felt that the old man in black robe opposite him didn't seem to be aware of his strong desire to complain - but he felt that the topic could be stopped here.

Because he was afraid that something like the "Nine Clans Xiaoxiaole" would pop up on the opposite side later...

"Then this matter is settled," he nodded, and brought the topic back on track a little stiffly, "I will let the Lost Home take your fleet to the 'rendezvous point', but I want to remind you in advance that this It has been some time since I 'captured' the ship. The cultists who stayed in the 'Holy Land' must have been aware of this matter. They must have been prepared - either they had already evacuated, or they had set up traps in the nearby waters. In order to counterattack, the Holy Land itself may even have strong combat capabilities. You must consider these risks or variables in advance."

"Risks and variables have always been an indispensable part of eradicating evil and filth," Banster said with a nonchalant expression, "Our soldiers have long been accustomed to it."

"Okay, then let me tell you about the information I got from those Annihilation cultists recently..."

……

The sun shines softly into the room through the window, and the air is filled with the rich scent of the plaster, mixed with the refreshing scent of incense.

Ted Leal stood at the window, looking out thoughtfully.

From this position, he could see the huge academy ark anchored on the coastline of the city-state, and he could also see the steep "coast" on the edge of the Firebringer's Temple in the other direction.

From time to time, citizens can still be seen on the street rushing to the pier, and people can be seen running together to see those majestic church ships. The celebration flags hung between the buildings this morning are still fluttering in the wind in the sunshine, and they don’t know where they came from. The colorful paper flowers blowing from everywhere flew past the window and disappeared into the clear sky in the distance.

People don't know the details of this special "gathering". They don't know what the spokesmen of the gods gathered to discuss. No one knows about the changes caused by the "Fifth Ark". They don't know that His Majesty the Pope At this moment, he has actually left the Ark and gone to the ghost ship that has been feared and guarded by the world for a century - for most ordinary people, these things are too far away from their lives. "...Ignorance is sometimes a blessing."

Ted Leal retracted his gaze towards the street and whispered to himself.

A voice almost immediately came from the bed not far away: "But if your students are this 'lucky', it will not be so lucky for the teacher."

The corner of Ted Leal's mouth suddenly twitched, and he turned to look at scholar Taran El who was lying on the bed: "The herniation of the lumbar disc does not affect your sarcastic remarks, right?"

"Yes, what I herniated was the lumbar disc, not the vocal cords..."

"...You will definitely get hemorrhoids next time, and then I will eat all three Gulf Spicy Burritos in 15 minutes in front of you!"

"Rahem Bless, as the noble Keeper of the Truth - can't you be more polite and generous?" Taran El squirmed on the bed and changed his position, but then returned to his original position with a grin on his face, "I'm like this too. Already..."

Ted Leal did not respond to this university scholar who was confined to bed due to a lumbar spondylosis and was so bored that he could only amuse himself. After a moment of silence, he glanced out the window again: " I don’t know what they will talk about today.”

Taran El looked up at the friend who came to visit him: "You are the keeper of the truth - you really don't know anything about it?"

"The Pilgrimage Ark and the city-state system operate independently. It's not like you don't know," Ted Leal shook his head. "Once some things spread outside the Ark, they will pollute the entire world - the truth keeper and ordinary people If you get too close, you will naturally be far away from the core secret."

"...That's true," Taran Ayre thought for a while and sighed, "So you, a 'big shot', can only come over to accompany me as a sick patient when the bosses are discussing things..."

Ted Leal was noncommittal, and his silent attitude obviously made a certain academic even more bored - Taran Ayre was quiet for less than half a minute, and then suddenly said: "Seriously, do you think His Majesty the Pope Will we fight with the 'captain' on that ship..."

"What do you think? How about I wait for Teacher Lu En to come back and relay these questions to him and let him answer you personally?"

Taran El shrugged and finally fell silent.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor, interrupting the "cordial and warm conversation" between the scholar and the keeper.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by a young man's somewhat nervous and urgent voice: "Teacher, there is a situation..."

Taran El recognized the voice of his student and immediately said, "Come in," before Ted beside him could speak.

The door to the room was pushed open, and a reckless young apprentice walked in with a large pile of paper tape.

But just as he was about to speak, he saw the Keeper of Truth standing in the room. He stood there nervously and forgot to speak.

It was Ted Leal who broke the silence first: "Your teacher is fighting a disc in his lumbar spine, so if it's just academically wrong, just ask me."

Taran El forced himself to sit up from the bed, grinning and looking at the nervous young apprentice standing in the center of the room: "Joshua, calm down - what happened?"

"Oh...oh!" The young apprentice finally reacted and quickly bent down to salute the keeper of the truth. Then he hurriedly ran to his teacher's bed. "Teacher, there is something going on at the maritime research station. They are closing the door." A signal came from the center of the 'luminous body'..."

As he spoke, he handed the large piece of paper tape with the waveform diagram in his hand to Taran El.

"This signal... is very similar to the signal sent by the luminous object when the sun went out..."

(End of this chapter)