The community church, which appeared to have been abandoned for who knows how many years, was brightly lit and clean inside. At the same time, in Duncan's eyes, this brightly lit church was clearly superimposed with a dilapidated scene that seemed like "another fact".
This gave Duncan a feeling. He felt that this small church was like a "false space" superimposed on reality, or a forgotten place stranded in the middle of time and space. Two completely opposite histories once intersected here, but this church stayed at the intersection, and the time inside it never moved forward after that.
It was neither destroyed nor survived the fire.
So... Miss Nun, who is left alone in this church, do you know anything
"It's been a long time since anyone has visited this church," the nun in black priest robes repeated softly. She smiled and raised her head, her eyes seeming to pass through Shirley and Duncan standing in front of her. "Where are you from? You look strange... You are not residents here, right?"
The scene in front of her was bright and warm, but Shirley suddenly shrank her neck under the nun's smiling gaze. She didn't know why she felt a chill and whispered to Duncan nervously: "... Why do I feel that this place is weird... It looks so run-down on the outside, but inside..."
Duncan did not answer, but patted Shirley on the shoulder. From the girl's reaction, he guessed that she could only see one "side" of the church, and it was probably the side that had not been destroyed. But now he didn't know how to explain his guess to Shirley.
If we let Ah Gou out now, with the "eyes" of the Deep Hound, he should be able to see the real situation here, right
However, before finding out the details of the nun in front of her, it would be best not to let Shirley summon Agou rashly.
"We passed by here," Duncan said to the nun calmly, his expression unchanged, just like a normal visitor to the church, "Have you been here all the time
"Me? I have been living in this church," the nun nodded slightly, "I have been praying here, praying to the great existence.
"But people in the neighborhood said that the nuns in the church haven't been back for a long time," Duncan said, observing the reaction of the nuns in front of him, "They said that this church has been neglected and has been abandoned for a long time.
The nun listened to Duncan's words quietly without any violent reaction, as if her heart had calmed down forever.
She just smiled faintly: "Oh, really, but I've been here all the time... Maybe they forgot about the day of prayer and thought the church was not open.
Duncan did not comment, but he confirmed that there were problems not only with this church, but also with the entire Sixth Block outside the church.
This abandoned church is deep in the block. Just from the appearance, it has been abandoned for more than ten years! For ordinary people in this world, the church is not only a place to provide spiritual wishes - it is also a functional facility used to maintain regional security and resist evil forces after nightfall. It is also a place for many civilians to rest after encountering spiritual problems or being troubled by waking dreams. Such an important facility has been abandoned for eleven years, and the residents of the sixth block did not think there was anything wrong, but just casually said "the nun is not here recently"
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Imagine if a community had been without water and electricity for eleven years, but the local residents did not notice anything was wrong, and when outsiders asked about it, they would just say "the water and electricity department has not been working recently". What a weird situation this is!
As for the nuns in the church... Duncan is still not sure what kind of person this group of humanoid gray creatures are that occasionally reveal their true form in his eyes. However, through preliminary conversations, he can feel that the other party seems... not hostile.
Far from being hostile, her mind seemed to be in a very strange state. It couldn't be said that she was irrational, but she was definitely not sane either.
Duncan asked a few questions indirectly, and the nun in the church answered calmly, and her calm answers themselves were a manifestation of her insanity.
Because under normal circumstances, if a stranger suddenly ran into the church and grabbed the nun on duty and asked a lot of irrelevant questions, the nun would have been confused.
She had sense—but not much.
"Do you want to pray? Or do you need help with calming the spirits
The nun asked in a soft voice, smiling.
"Thank you, but no need," Duncan shook his head, then looked around and asked casually, "By the way, where are the guardians of this church
Every church should have guards. Even the smallest community church in a slum should have enough guards to deal with ordinary threats, and this church should be no exception.
"The guards...the guards are resting in the church. They will not show up until nightfall," the nun said with a smile, "What do you want to see the guards for?"
Duncan did not answer, but his eyes slowly swept across the benches next to the nun.
In his vision, the phantom of a fire burning everything and the collapsed and piled up ruins was superimposed in the brightly lit church like overlapping films, and in that superimposed other dimension, there were some... charred bodies.
"Are the guards resting there?" Duncan raised his hand and pointed not far away. In Shirley's eyes, there were only two rows of empty benches.
The nun was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Duncan's finger. After a moment, she spoke softly: "... They are sleeping."
Duncan hummed and asked casually: "Can we look around?"
"Of course, the church is open to the public," the nun nodded slightly, "Then please make yourselves at ease, I will continue to pray. If you need help, you can call me at any time.
After saying this, this strange nun really turned around and walked towards the statue of the goddess not far away, completely leaving Duncan and Shirley aside.
It was not until the nun left that Shirley, who had been nervous for a long time, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She was no longer afraid of Duncan at this time, because the weird atmosphere everywhere in the church had made Agou, who was in hiding, agitated. The strange tension was directly transmitted to her mind through the divine connection, making her subconsciously move closer to Duncan: "What is this...what is this place...Why does this nun give people a creepy feeling? She looks normal, but it seems that nothing is normal...
"There seem to be two churches here," Duncan said softly, explaining simply and straightforwardly, "one has been burned down, and the other is still intact. They are superimposed on this time and space at the same time, and the nuns in the church... are neither dead nor alive.
Shirley was stunned for a moment. After half a minute, she whispered in confusion and astonishment: "What do you mean
Duncan glanced at her and said, "You should read some more later. If you really can't do it, I can teach you.
Then, without waiting for Shirley's answer, he walked straight into the depths of the church.
The nun had said that the church was open to visitors, so of course he wanted to "visit" it at will.
Shirley was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed Duncan. They walked through the neatly arranged benches and passed by the statues and prayer tables at the end of the benches.
The quiet nun was kneeling in front of the statue of the Storm Goddess, with her hands lightly pressed against her chest, praying devoutly to God, as if she had completely forgotten about the visitor, as if she had been kneeling here for the past eleven years, maintaining uninterrupted prayer.
Duncan blinked, and the nun turned into a wriggling mass of human-shaped ash, piling up beside the charred and ruined prayer table. Specks of fire fell from the dome like fallen leaves.
He suddenly felt something and looked up at the statue of the Goddess of Storms above.
The statue in a long skirt stood quietly on the platform, with a crack suddenly appearing across its head!
In this brief moment, Duncan saw the truth at the core of the double church. He clearly saw that a dark crack had appeared on the head of the goddess statue. There was a faint and chaotic light and shadow in the crack, just like a horizontally horrifying eye child. The deep part of its eye reflected a scene that should not belong to the real world. The "holy" aura that should have lingered on the goddess statue had long disappeared without a trace. Only coldness and nothingness lingered on this weird and terrifying stone statue!
And in the next moment, the horrific scene disappeared without a trace. The statue of Gemona still stood quietly on the high platform, overlooking the surroundings majestically, exuding a reassuring and awe-inspiring majesty.
The nun who was kneeling and praying in front of the statue of the goddess suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head slightly and looked at Duncan calmly.
"Would you like to pray to the goddess?"
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