Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 152

[Chapter 152 The Fear of the Deep Demon]

Duncan bent down to check.

It was indeed the nun—the nun who was talking to Duncan and Shirley not long ago, and was theoretically praying in the main hall.

But now she fell here, dead near the entrance of the underground sanctuary, and until the moment Duncan pushed the door, she was pressing her body against the door.

It seems to be preventing something from invading the underground sanctuary, but looking at her state before she fell, it seems that she is desperately fighting against something in the underground sanctuary, and closed the door before she dies to prevent that thing from entering the underground sanctuary. run out.

“It looks…it looks like she died just now…”

Shirley also boldly approached at this time, she poked her head behind Duncan to look, and only spoke cautiously after two or three seconds.

“Yeah, it looks like he just died not long ago, even…” Duncan put his hand on the nun’s arm as he spoke, “It’s even warm.”

The corpse at the entrance of the underground church was still warm, with scars The blood on the tired body was not dry, which even gave Duncan a feeling, as if the battle in the basement was still going on when he and Shirley just stepped into the church, the nun was still alive at that time, even …the nun was still breathing until he and Shirley started exploring the chapel.

But this is impossible.

This church has been abandoned for eleven years, and an extraordinary vision that happened in the city-state of Pland was also eleven years ago. If this church is really a “key node” on the curtain, then here Everything that happened should have happened and ended eleven years ago. This nun who fought to the last moment in the underground sanctuary…it is impossible to die now.

Duncan stood up slowly with a serious expression, and looked across the gate.

The underground sanctuary of this community church is just a spacious basement, as he imagined. There is no light in the sanctuary, and even the long-burning oil lamps and gas lamps that were supposed to exorcise evil spirits have been extinguished. A little light from the gate illuminated the situation inside. In the darkness, one could vaguely see a statue of a goddess standing quietly in the center of the basement. On both sides of the sanctuary were columns hanging scripture curtains and storage rooms. Alcove lattice for the sacristy.

Duncan stepped over the nun’s body, looking for traces of battle in the basement. He saw the dents on the walls and columns, the potholes made by bullets, and the traces of being burned by flames. They should all be left over from the battle.

But he didn’t find the “enemy” alone, the “intruder” that the nun fought desperately before she died in battle.

He turned his head and looked at the Youshen Hound who was following Shirley, looking around cautiously with his head lowered all the way: “Agou, what can you see?

” The vision of ‘overlapping reality’ in the church on the surface, but in fact the distortion of time and space is more serious than anywhere else,” Agou said in a particularly serious tone, as the only extraordinary expert in the three “human” teams, his analysis clearly Much more organized than Duncan’s wild guess, “The entire underground sanctuary in my eyes is shrouded in a layer of mist, and the wrong time and space have completely replaced the reality, but… except for the phenomenon of time and space distortion, I can’t find any other “What about

the ‘intruders’ who attacked here?” Duncan frowned, “It’s impossible for that nun to fight wits with the air here?” “…

There are no intruders,” Agou twitched Sniffing—although it doesn’t have a respiratory system, “it doesn’t have the breath of living things, nor the breath of deep demons or spirit world creatures.”

Speaking of this, it paused, and added: “Please believe my knowledge in this regard Judging, the deep hound is best at hunting, and distinguishing the scent of prey in the environment is the basic ability of a predator, unless…”

Duncan raised his eyebrows: “Unless?”

Agou quickly looked around, as if suddenly becoming very cautious, he lowered his voice and came to Duncan: “Unless something in the subspace escaped… I can’t track that thing, but if it is really You should be more familiar with the things in the subspace than me…”

Duncan was expressionless when he heard it: “Sorry, I’m really unfamiliar.”

Agou hurriedly lowered his head: “You…you say you are not familiar, then you are not familiar… …”

Duncan thought for a while, he knew that Gou definitely didn’t believe what he said, but he was really not familiar with subspace, but on the other hand, Gou’s words did remind him—he recalled his

own When observing the statue of the goddess in the main hall of the church, I saw the crack at a glance, recalled the chaotic light and shadow leaked from the crack, and recalled the weird and strange phenomena I saw at the bottom of the Lost Country.

The subspace… really something from the subspace came out?

“If it’s really something that came out of the subspace…” Duncan frowned, as if talking to himself, “Why did you just break into the temple of the Storm Goddess? This shouldn’t be the place with the strongest defense.” Is it? And judging from the traces at the scene, the intruder does not seem to have entered from the outside, but more likely to appear directly in the church and attack outside…” “I don’t know,”

Agou shook his head “The secrets of the four major churches are the knowledge blind spots of the deep demons, and the subspace is a taboo recognized by the world. Even the horrors will not pry into the secrets of this aspect-in fact, in my eyes, human beings in this field are simply A race that is crazier than demons, they dare to study subspace, and nothing has happened to them for so many years…” “

Humans have always been a very courageous race,” Duncan said casually, and then looked at Agou , “However, I was a little surprised. The deep sea is closely adjacent to the subspace. You deep demons are more afraid of that place than humans? Isn’t the subspace equivalent to your doorstep?” “Then living next to the

volcano It’s not because people like to drink magma,” Agou explained to the boss with his head drooping, “We live on the edge of the subspace, so we know better than humans how terrible it is to fall into it.”

Duncan was thoughtful, and asked the question that he couldn’t ask last time: “…that’s why you are as afraid of the Lost Homeland returning from the subspace as humans?” Agou shrank his neck and looked at it carefully

. He glanced at Duncan, as if he was afraid that talking about this topic would accidentally anger the owner of the Lost Home in front of him, but he dared not continue the topic opened by the boss, so he could only be honest: “Actually… if the Lost Homelander No. It’s just that it’s not so scary to return from the subspace. The key point is that the ship ‘falls’ back from the real world from time to time in the first period of time, just like oscillating between two dimensions. The subspace and the real world are different. Keep going back and forth…”

Duncan was just asking casually, but he didn’t expect to hear this kind of information, and suddenly his heart moved: “Oscillating between the real world and the subspace?” “Yes,

every time directly It penetrated the spirit world and the deep, engulfing all the things encountered along the way, like a rampaging cannonball,” Agou was obviously terrified when he said this, “I still remember a terrible scene even now, The ship fell from the upper floor like an ever-burning bolide. The screaming humans and the twisted hull were engulfed in the flames. The ghostly demons who were fighting blindly ran away in terror, but they were swept into the flames by a huge force in the blink of an eye. In the middle, it merged with those human beings into a weird and twisted mass in an instant, and was torn apart and sprinkled into the bottom of the abyss…

“The Lost Land smashed through all dimensions, fell into the depths of the subspace, and after two days Came out from under that again, and… again. “

A Gou said, swallowing hard, and the sound of rough friction and surging corrosive substances came from his throat.

“At that time, even some blind and dull ghost demons stopped fighting for a short time. Just staring at the direction of the spirit world in a daze, fear even surpassed fighting, and became their new instinct… And I was the group with the deepest imprint of fear at that time. “

Duncan listened blankly, and finally said after a long while: “Then… I understand why you have such a big psychological shadow. “

Agou boldly raised his head and looked at Duncan: “You…don’t you know this? “

Duncan almost didn’t tense his expression – he knew X! This is not what he did! What kind of old pot has to be carried by oneself? !   But no matter how big the complaint is, he can only mutter a few words in his heart. In front of A Gou, he can only continue to keep a straight

face: “…Maybe he didn’t pay attention.

“

Looking shocked, Duncan sighed and had to add: “I will pay attention to it in the future.”

His tone was very sincere.

Agou was so moved that he didn’t dare to move.

Duncan himself fell into a short thought after that.

If what Ah Gou said is true, that is to say, the Lost Homeland… had a period of complete loss of control? It didn’t simply return from the subspace, but has been “oscillating” between the real world and the subspace for quite a long time? !

(end of this chapter)