Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 379

[Chapter 377]

The sound of machines running reverberated in the factory facilities, the roaring water flowed from the giant pipes, and the pungent chemical smell permeated the air, which was disgusting to smell.

Agatha stood by the protective railing, poked her head and glanced at the buffer pool below, and saw the filthy liquid tumbling and surging in the huge reservoir, with bubbles and strange-colored floodlights emerging from time to time, she just Nauseous as the stomach acid of a monster.

An administrator wearing a light brown coat with thinning hair stood behind the young gatekeeper, with a tense expression on his face, subconsciously tugging on the button on his chest with one hand.

“The drainage from the north area of Oak Street and Cemetery No. 4 has converged here,” the manager carefully reported while paying attention to the gatekeeper’s expression, “After receiving the order, we have cut off the surrounding water immediately. The pipes are connected, and the alarm devices of each buffer pool have been checked, and there is no sign of desecration pollution…”

Agatha listened silently, and after a while, she suddenly asked: “How is sewage usually treated?”

“How to deal with it?” The management staff was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied, “First of all, use high-pressure steam to purify the profane pollution that may exist in it—you know, those sewage has been in contact with human beings and flows in dark pipes, so it will inevitably become a certain pollution. The carrier of some things. After steam purification is sedimentation and filtration, what you see is the sedimentation tank. Then comes the second steam purification. After this purification, part of the water will be sent to the factory for recycling, and the other part will be discharged into… The sea.”

Agatha nodded lightly, and then asked: “How long does it take for the sewage discharged from the northern part of Oak Street to flow here?” “

It depends on the specific situation, but generally it does not exceed two hours. ’ replied the manager.

“How long does the sewage stay here?”

“The water in the sedimentation tank is changed every seventy-two hours,” the manager raised his hand, and became more and more nervous under the gatekeeper’s questions. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but Still answered accurately, “The purification and inspection process is strictly regulated, and it will not be shorter than this time.”

Agatha nodded slightly, and at the same time quickly calculated in her mind the time of the “fake incident” in that private house and the time relationship of sewage treatment, and said thoughtfully: “That is to say, if that thing can really It escaped through the drainage system, so it should still be here now…”

“Your Excellency the Gatekeeper,” the manager wiped Jingjing’s forehead again, and finally couldn’t help asking curiously, “What the hell happened? Could it be pollution Is it spreading through the sewage system?”

“…It can’t be ruled out,” Agatha glanced at the manager, and then at the guards in black who were collecting samples and testing facilities not far away, “But According to what we have tested so far, everything here is normal.”

“Yes,” the manager smiled a little reluctantly, “every link here has an alarm device, which is specially designed to detect possible profane pollution, and there are three more in the processing center They also test water samples every day…”

“Priest in residence?” Agatha seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned her head, “How many priests in residence did you say?” “

Three… Three,” perhaps Agatha’s tone suddenly became a little scary, and the manager stuttered subconsciously, “Is there any problem?” “

You can only have two priests here—residents of municipal facilities at all levels. There are strict regulations on the number of pastors in the field, where is the third one?”

The manager’s expression froze for a moment, and then a layer of sweat visible to the naked eye appeared on his forehead, and nervousness and fear appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Agatha immediately raised her cane and put it on the opponent’s shoulder, forcibly suppressing “fear” from his mind, and at the same time said with a serious expression: “Listen, you must remain calm next—go and put all the resident The pastor of the field brought all the pastors, and said that the gatekeeper needs to know more about the situation, and don’t show other emotions, understand?” The

manager’s mood quickly calmed down a lot, but there was still a little nervousness, and he hurriedly nodded: “ Yes, Ming…Understood…I’ll go right away.”

Agatha nodded and put away her cane, but when the other party was about to leave, she thought of something, and said quickly: “Wait, not only the resident priest—call everyone here.” The

manager turned around and was stunned. Take a moment: “Everyone?”

“Everyone,” Agatha repeated in a deep voice, and then asked worriedly, “Since yesterday, has anyone left this processing center?” “No!” The

manager immediately replied Said, “When I received the order, it happened to be fifteen minutes before the shift change. All the people who work here stayed.

” Arouse suspicion, go.”

The somewhat bald manager turned around and walked away quickly, calming down while walking, Agatha stood motionless by the buffer pool until she watched the other person’s figure disappear not far away She raised her hand to signal to the surrounding guards who had already noticed the movement here.

The nearby guards in black immediately started to act, arranging concealed runes in the open space around the buffer pool, sprinkled essential oils and crushed incense powder at intersections and pipes, and stood in specific positions to make a still Checking the appearance of the facility.

Agatha raised her cane while the guards were in action, and slowly drew a triangle outline with a side length of about two meters around the area where she was standing. Then she stood in the center of the triangle, leaning on her cane with both hands, and waited calmly. with.

Not long after, footsteps came from the direction of the gate, and the manager returned to the factory building where the buffer tank was located, with a large group of people following behind him.

Among them, three clergymen wearing the robes of the Church of Death and the holy emblem can be seen impressively.

A dozen processing center employees came to Agatha under the leadership of the manager, lined up in a loose line, and nervously greeted the “gatekeeper” in front of them, while the three resident priests came from the side of the line. Come here and salute Agatha according to the internal etiquette and identity of the clergy of the Church of Death.

Agatha ordered the three priests to stand apart, and then slowly glanced over all the faces.

She sensed a sense of incongruity.

Although she didn’t see any suspicious expressions or actions with her eyes, and even though she didn’t feel anything wrong with her senses, Bartok’s blessing had already made her confirm the existence of a sense of disobedience—it was hidden in the breathing of these people hidden in their heartbeats, hidden even in the shadows they cast on the ground.

Agatha blinked her eyes, reconfirming that everything she saw was normal, so she understood clearly.

Sure enough, there is cognitive interference—and even in the presence of the “gatekeeper” himself, this cognitive interference still exists.

Is it simply because he is very courageous? Or is it because of ignorance of the power of the gatekeeper? Or… this cognitive disturbance is not controlled?

Agatha turned her head slowly, and her eyes fell on the three priests.

Leaving aside a dozen staff members, one of the three pastors must be a fake—but which one?

“Recite Bartok’s name,” Agatha said slowly, “let the lord of death watch us, so that we can discern falsehood in this world.” “

In the name of Bartok, the lord of death,” a priest said immediately, ” May He watch us…”

Immediately afterwards, the second and third priests also spoke: “In the name of Bartok, the master of death…”

The three voices sounded one after another, like echoes.

Agatha frowned.

Being able to recite the name of God shows that none of them are “fakes” made of mud, let alone heretics, otherwise the violent conflict of beliefs will be enough to tear their sanity.

But how is this possible? Are all three priests real?

Agatha’s thoughts flowed in an instant, but her expression was still calm. She nodded to the three of them: “Next, I need to do some necessary tests, please understand.”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to her left eye— ——A living eyeball immediately jumped out of the eye socket and landed accurately in her hand.

Agatha held up her eyeball and “looked” at the three priests opposite.

The figure of the first priest caught her eyes—a skinny old man wearing a linen robe, with a black chain extending from under his ribs, and the dark hound at the end of the chain was raising its head towards this side, The filthy energy of profanity in its mouth is rapidly gathering and forming!

heresy!

How dare you stand here majestically!

Agatha’s complexion changed slightly, but she had already prepared for it. The moment the deep hound opened its huge mouth, her figure moved aside. At the same time, the cane in her right hand was raised, and there was a pale flame on the end of the cane. Burning.

However, just as she was about to ignite the heresy, another low and obscure sound of chanting a spell suddenly came from the side.

The eyeball in Agatha’s left hand turned suddenly, and in the next second, she saw a young man with withered yellow hair and a high nose raised his hands towards her, and behind him was floating a gray bird that seemed to be condensed from mist. Black floating jellyfish.

That’s the second “priest”.

Feeling dizzy, Agatha was about to stabilize her body when she heard the third spell chanting.

A pale woman raised her hand to this side at the edge of the field of vision. Beside the woman was a cat made of bones and mist.

That’s the third priest.

All pastors are fake.

Roaring and fighting sounds came from all directions.

At the moment when the three Annihilation Cultists went into trouble, the surrounding guards reacted and tried to support them, but they also encountered their own enemies.

The dozen or so “staff” brought by the managers had a fierce fight with the nearby black-clothed guards.

Out of the corner of Agatha’s eye, she could see sticky filth like mud cracked on the surface of the “staff” after being hit.

Only the manager with thinning hair ran to a nearby pipe, screaming helplessly and terrified.

The entire sewage treatment center… there is only one “human being”.

(end of this chapter)