Duncan bent over and examined it.
It was indeed that nun—the one who had been talking to Duncan and Shirley not long ago and who was currently, theoretically, praying in the main hall.
But now she was lying here, dead near the entrance to the underground sanctuary, and she had been pressing her body against the door until the moment Duncan pushed it open.
It seemed that she was blocking something from invading the underground temple, but looking at her state before she fell, it seemed that she was fighting desperately against something in the underground temple, and closed the door before she died to prevent that thing from running out of the underground temple.
"It looks like... it just died..."
Shirley also bravely came over at this time. She poked her head behind Duncan and looked. After two or three seconds, she spoke cautiously.
"Yes, it looks like he died not long ago, even... Duncan said as he put his hand on the nun's arm, "It's even warm."
The corpse at the entrance of the underground church was still warm, and the blood on its scarred body had not yet dried. This even gave Duncan a feeling that the battle in the basement was still going on when he and Shirley just stepped into the church, and the nun was still alive at the time, and even... until he and Shirley began to explore the church, the nun was still breathing.
But that's impossible.
This church has been abandoned for eleven years. The extraordinary vision that occurred in the city-state of Plande also happened eleven years ago. If this church is really a "critical node" on the veil, then everything outside should have happened and started eleven years ago. The monk who fought in the earthly cathedral until the last moment... may have died now.
Shirley looked serious, stood up quickly and looked towards the other side of the small door.
The sanctuary of the community church was just as I imagined, just a narrow underground room. There was no light in the sanctuary, even the eternal oil lamps and gas lamps that were used to exorcise evil spirits had been extinguished. Only a little light coming in through the small door illuminated the situation outside. In the darkness, a statue of a male god could be vaguely seen standing quietly in the center of the underground room. On both sides of the sanctuary were pillars with scripture curtains hung on them, as well as niches for storing holy vessels.
Shirley stepped over Xiu Nan's body and searched for signs of battle in the basement. I saw dents on the walls and pillars, holes that had not been made by bullets, and traces of burns. Those should have been left by the battle.
But the only thing I didn’t find was the “enemy”; I didn’t find the “invader” that this monk had desperately fought against after his death in battle.
I turned around and looked at the Deep Hound who was following Agou, looking carefully with his head raised. "Duncan, what can he see?"
"There are traces of slight distortion of space-time... From the outside, it seems that there is no such 'reality overlap' phenomenon outside the surface church, but in fact, the distortion of space-time is milder than anywhere else," Duncan said in a serious tone. As the only extraordinary expert in the team of eight, his analysis is obviously less organized than Shirley's blind guess. "The entire ground church in your eyes is shrouded in a layer of mist. The accurate space-time has not completely replaced the reality, but... In addition to the phenomenon of space-time distortion, have you found something else?"
"What about the 'invader' attacking there?" Shirley frowned, "This monk could be fighting wits and courage with the air there, right?"
"... There are no intruders," Duncan sniffed - although it has no respiratory system, "there is the smell of living things, and there is also the smell of deep demons or spirit creatures."
It paused for a moment, then added: "Please doubt your judgment in that regard. The Deep Hound is not best at hunting. Distinguishing the scent of prey in the environment is a basic ability for a predator, unless..."
Shirley raised her eyebrows: "Unless?"
Duncan looked around slowly, as if he suddenly became very cautious. He lowered his voice and came to Zhuang Ya and said, "Unless something from outside the subspace escaped... You have tracked it down, but it must be something from outside the subspace. You should be more unfamiliar with it than you are...
When Zhuang Ya heard this, she immediately said, "I'm sorry.
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Really familiar. "
Duncan raised his head and said, "You... you said it was cooked, but it's not cooked..."
Shirley thought for a moment. I know if Duncan doubts himself, but I am also familiar with the subspace. On the other hand, Duncan's words did remind me -
I recalled the crack that I caught a glimpse of when I was observing the statue of the male saint outside the main hall of the church, the chaotic light and shadow that leaked out of the crack, and the strange and bizarre phenomena I saw at the bottom of the Lost Homeland.
The Warp... ... Is it really something from the Warp that escaped
"It must be something that escaped from the warp..." Shirley frowned, as if talking to herself, "How could they get directly outside the temple of the Storm God? Shouldn't the outside be the weakest place for defense? And judging from the traces at the scene, the invader seemed to have attacked from the inside, and it seems more like they appeared directly in the temple and rushed in..."
"Then you know it," Duncan shook his head. "The secrets of the Seven Small Churches are a blind spot in the knowledge of the Deep Demons, and the Warp is a taboo recognized by the world. Even the Terror Demons will spy on the secrets in that area. In fact, in your eyes, humans are a race crazier than demons in that field. We actually dare to study the Warp, and we are so young and nothing has happened..."
"Humans are a very timid race sometimes," Shirley said casually, and then looked at Duncan, "But you don't realize that the Deep Sea is closely adjacent to the Warp. Those Deep Demons are more afraid of this place than humans? Is the Warp like their home to them?"
"People who live near volcanoes love to drink magma," Zhuang Ya explained to the boy with her head down, "You live near the subspace, so you know better than humans how terrible it is to fall back."
Shirley was not thinking and asked a question that she would ask next time:... So they are as afraid of the Lost Homeland returning from the subspace as humans
The owner of the Lost Homeland glared at him, but he dared not continue the topic started by the young man, so he could only be honest: Actually... the Lost Homeland was just returning from the subspace, which is so scary. The key is that this ship was falling in and out of the real world for a period of time at the beginning, just like oscillating between two dimensions, constantly going back and forth between the subspace and the real world... ...
Shirley had only asked casually, but she had never expected to hear such information. She suddenly had an idea: "Oscillation between the real world and the subspace?"
"Yes, every time it directly penetrated the spirit world and the abyss, carrying everything it encountered along the way, like a rampaging cannonball," Duncan said with no lingering fear, "You can even remember a terrible scene until now. The ship always fell from the lower layer like an ever-burning fire meteor, and the flames were filled with screaming humans and twisted hulls. These blindly fighting abyss demons fled in fear, but in the blink of an eye they were swept into the flames by the huge power, and instantly merged with these humans into a weird and twisted mass, which was torn into pieces before being scattered to the bottom of the abyss..."
"The Lost Homeland smashed through dimensions like that, fell into the depths of the Warp, and then emerged from the bottom two days later, and then... again."
As Duncan spoke, he swallowed hard, and a rough friction sound and the sound of corrosive substances surging came from outside his throat.
"At this time, even some of the blind and dull Abyssal Demons stopped fighting for a short time, and just stared blankly at the direction of the spirit world every day. Fear even surpassed fighting and became their new instinct... And you were not the one who was most deeply branded by fear at that time.
Shirley listened blankly, and finally said after a while: "Now you understand why he has such a psychological trauma."
Duncan looked up at Shirley with courage: "You... do you know all that?"
Shirley almost tensed up her expression - I know nothing! It was me who did it! Then I have to take the blame for all the old things?!
But no matter how small my complaints were, I could only mutter a few words in my heart. Behind Duncan's face, I could only continue to keep a straight face: "Maybe I noticed."
Duncan: "..."
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Seeing the Deep Hound's slightly shocked look, Shirley sighed and added, "I would have paid attention to it before."
My tone was sincere.
Duncan was so moved that he dared to move.
Before that, Zhuang Ya herself fell into a brief moment of thought.
Surely what Duncan said was true, and it wasn't that Lost Home... ... had never been completely out of control? It wasn't a complicated return from the warp, but it had been "oscillating" between the real world and the warp for quite a long time?!
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