Mysteries: Arcana Wars

From [Operation Fireworks] to the subsequent [Sky War], the young Scott has been dealing with the Ferris Cult to a greater or lesser extent for the past decade, and in the melee of [Sky War], the Ferris Cult was also one of the active troublemakers.

However, after the [Sky War] ended, the Sky Cult disappeared. Scott's colleagues all believed that the Sky Cult was completely cleansed in the [Sky War], but Scott, who had a deep connection with the Sky Cult, insisted that these bastards were just hiding, and those disgusting residues must be rotting and stinking in some dark corner.

The attitude of the noble adults in the temple was very ambiguous, and Bonova did not give any opposition or support. This attitude of being able to say but not being able to say gave Scott the confidence to be stubborn.

I just didn't expect that they could be so calm and dare to cause trouble today, three hundred years later.

...No...I can't think like that...For those damn mythical creatures, they have plenty of time...

...Could this... be a conspiracy that has been planned for more than three hundred years...

All the characteristics of the Ferris Cult flooded into Scott's mind, and complex and huge thoughts quickly passed through his mind, so he could not sit still, copied the data and rushed out.

"Kewawu, check these things for me right now."

Scott stepped back, dug out a data card and inserted it into one of the Kowa'u mainframes.

"Find the guy who was in contact with the traitor 'Silver Gun' Kent Abraham, and the 'Fully Automatic Wishing Machine'!"

After saying this, Scott immediately disappeared into the underground laboratory.

He was eager to confirm some of his ideas, and this was not the place.

Pump sparks are the ideal place to explore and experiment.

The computer case roared. In the Pump Spark Research Institute thousands of feet below the ground, Scott locked himself in the office alone. Documents were read quickly and spread out in front of Scott.

These are photos that the Church of the Earth sent to Scott, showing the patterns left in the fields when the tractor lost control.

He knew the style of the Ferris God Cult too well. These bastards always liked to break up an entire ceremony and perform them piece by piece. These "fragments" were numerous, well concealed, and easy to perform. They looked like a series of less harmful ceremonies, but as long as the number of successful ceremonies was high enough, they could still achieve their goal.

It's like a bonfire scattered in the vast willow catkins. Even if you put out the biggest flame and block most of the flames, as long as a little spark escapes from your career, it will spread like wildfire.

[Split], [Accumulate], [Difference], [Synergy]... Scott once understood it this way, just like the modern network in the Sixth Epoch, the machines and base stations are not in the same room, but together they build a normal functioning local area network. In this kind of classified processing, even if a component explodes, it doesn't matter, as long as the minimum threshold of operation is met, this local area network can be realized, it's just a matter of whether it is easy to use or not.

However, those damaged parts do not exit the stage, but become stepping stones for those who come later.

But Scott felt that his grasp was not accurate. There must be words that could point out their [characteristics] more accurately and in detail. He still hasn't found it, but he feels that he is very close.

Intelligence is always too little. After all, the Ferris Church is still a "young" and "obscure" cult. The information and activity records in the church only cover the past four or five hundred years. It is a thin book and is far less impressive than the old friends such as the School of Life and the School of Rose. Most of this book was written by Scott himself.

The only thing Scott could confirm was that the Ferris God Cult must believe in an alien god from the stars, so what authority did he hold...

Judging from Bonova's tight-lipped attitude, the status of the Sky God should be very high. It would be dangerous to go forward and find out, but Scott was not afraid. He believed that he could control himself.

As long as I can kill them.

It is not unacceptable to embrace forbidden knowledge and hide in the extraordinary silence of the pump sparks for a lifetime.

He had a premonition that the resurgence of the Motian Cult would bring endless troubles, but it would also bring the missing "truth" to his eyes.

However, the most disgusting thing is that even if the "fragment" ritual fails, it can still leave a secret trace in this peaceful world, paving the way for the success of the next ritual, and it is difficult to eradicate it completely.

They are like pouring water into a bucket. It doesn't matter if they miss the target. Some drops will always fall into the bucket. Little by little, they accumulate and eventually, the bucket will overflow.

Now, this feature has become Scott's breakthrough: he firmly believes that the tractor loss of control case was an interrupted "fragmented ritual", and he wants to find traces in these remaining materials to support the basis for his report to his superiors.

The machine scanned the traces in the field again and extracted the lines. The chaotic and inexplicable circles were deleted one by one by the program, and Scott sliced, simplified, rotated, flipped, and pieced together the remaining lines... Finally, a strange and distorted pattern appeared on Scott's screen.

This is a symbol Scott will never forget -

The holy emblem of the sky!

*******

"So, your conclusion is that the mastermind behind the tractor loss of control case and the Earth Church explosion that occurred at the same time was the Ferris God Cult."

Bonois walked through the church quickly, flipping through the report, and soon finished reading it. His steps were steady and fast, and Scott followed behind him with long strides, giving his first oral report.

"Yes, I think so..."

"It's not just the strange circles in the fields. I also extracted some special syllables from the patient recordings provided by Feynaport of the Church of the Earth. After recombining these syllables, we can piece together the incomplete name of the Sky God."

Of course, Scott actually only knew the first sentence of the honorific name, but he believed that Bonois knew more, just considering the dangers of cognition.

"So the conclusion is that on the one hand, the Ferris Cult wants to use the polluted coordinate data to obtain a group of polluters that can be consumed, or an entire polluted area. On the other hand, and what they really want, is to take the opportunity to steal the holy relic [Ferrari Holy Grail] that was previously lost to the official organization."

"But we successfully interrupted the ceremony," said Bonois.

"Yes, the ritual was interrupted, but their goal was achieved, whether stealing the holy relics or leaving hidden traces. Those mentally ill farmers must have lost their minds because they had part of the misplaced holy emblem in the fields."

Scott continued.

"I further investigated the deceased Kent Abraham and found that the person who instructed him to attack the Speedy Feather programmer on the dark web that night was a member of the Ferris Cult."

"I believe that this Kent Abraham is a cultist of Ferris."

Bonois shook the report gently, and the content about Kent Abraham was changed.

"...Therefore, I propose to issue a warning to the Abraham family, MI9, and the Church of Night, and investigate the spies and traitors of the Ferris God Cult, including those within our Steam Church." Scott paused, "Especially MI9. The person who has the power to mobilize the [Margaret's Oath] must be of high status. If necessary, the scope of alert should be expanded to the Auguston royal family and the aristocracy."

"…Your evidence is far-fetched."

"Yes, I know it's rough." Scott grinned, "But I know you will believe it, boss, and that's enough."

"Yes, I believe it."

Bonois handed the revised document back to Scott, then turned and left.

"From now on, all matters concerning the Motian Cult will be left to you to handle."

"...Wait...I'm alone?" Scott realized something was wrong. "That's not feasible. This matter is about to escalate quickly. I need more manpower and resources to handle it immediately."

"In other words, you can handle it alone now?" Bonova said without turning his head. "According to the [Silent Pact], the Lord's angels cannot act rashly. Besides, you are the person in the church who knows the Ferris God Cult best."

"...Yes, I will fight them to the death, but boss, you have to give me some resources, right? Relying on myself alone? That's definitely not enough. People, equipment, money! I have more than just the Ferris Church to deal with. I also have to deal with Abraham's connection, the daily affairs of the institute, blah blah... Oh, and if the [Divine Punishment] research you mentioned last time is really restarted, it will also be on my shoulders!"

"Sufficient manpower and supplies will arrive soon, you just need to take over the matter immediately."

After saying this, Bonois walked briskly into his office and closed the door smoothly.

"Wait...Boss, Boss!"

Scott hurried forward, ran to the office and opened the door.

There was no trace of Bonois in the spacious and exquisite office.

There was only a quaint gear-shaped mechanical puppet left, sitting quietly in front of the table.

"I'm listening. Please leave a message if you have any questions."