In the territory of Typhon, deep in the hidden dungeon of the headquarters of the Sleeper.

Archbishop Yuri, dressed in white robes and with a gentle temperament, walked briskly through the deep corridor with a team of priests.

The magic crystal lamps in the corridor shone brightly, but it seemed that they could not dispel the gloom that had gathered on the archbishop's face, his face was gloomy, his eyes were extremely serious, and the sound of leather boots hitting the ground was like a close drum beat in the ancient corridor, echoing in the hearts of every accompanying priest around him.

With the slight grinding of the mechanism, the magic door to the deep prayer hall opened on either side, and Yuri Charvin entered a half-moon-shaped hall with mysterious ancient runes depicted on the walls, and his gaze quickly swept across the room.

Dozens of priests in white robes or long skirts were sitting scattered on the cushions scattered throughout the hall, all of them young priests, but their bodies were surging with extremely obvious and vaguely uncontrollable powerful magic, each of them looked a little sluggish, as if they had suffered mental damage of varying severity, and beside them, each had someone to take care of.

One of the Eternal Sleeper priests waiting in the hall noticed Yuri's appearance and immediately greeted him: "Archbishop......"

Yuri interrupted the greeting with a wave of his hand, and said quickly, "How's the psionic choir doing?" ”

The Eternal Sleeper priest who greeted him glanced back at the scene in the hall, and his tone was worried: "All the members of the psionic choir have left the network and returned to the real world, they are all here, the good news is that there are no casualties, and the bad news is ...... They were mentally tainted while covering the retreat of the advance troops. ”

Archbishop Yuri's brows furrowed instantly: "Spiritual pollution? Full? ”

The members of the Psionic Choir are powerful psychic masters, especially skilled in fighting mental pollution and sheltering companions in various dream worlds, but now ...... A whole psionic choir gathered together, and all of them were contaminated?

Yuri and the accompanying priests didn't want to believe this, but the truth forced them to accept the status quo-

"All of them are polluted, and no one is spared," said the priest in charge of the deep prayer hall in a low tone, "including the high-ranking 'Spirit Song' Wendy. ”

Yuri Charvin couldn't help but take a breath, and after a full two seconds, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and asked in a deep voice, "How deep is the pollution...... No, you can tell the truth, how many believers in the upper narrator are there here? ”

The priest in charge of the hall shook his head with a deep expression, and at the same time, Yuri's gaze had already passed over to him, to the members of the "psionic choir" who were being cared for in the hall behind.

Among the many "singers", a young lady with a delicate appearance in a beautiful and gorgeous gold-veined white gauze dress noticed his gaze, she raised her head, showed a gentle and quiet smile, and then raised her right hand, placed it horizontally in front of her, palm down, as if covering the invisible earth, with a magnetic voice, as if straight into the heart: "Sir, please allow me to take a moment of your time to introduce you to our all-knowing and all-powerful Lord, the salvation of all living beings in the world, the upper narrative ......"

Before the beautiful lady could finish her sentence, the nearby Eternal Sleeper priests who were in charge of caring for and monitoring had already swarmed her, some pressed her shoulder, some broke her mouth, some poured some kind of potion into her mouth quickly, and a strong priest held a golden spike alof, and without hesitation stabbed the spike into the back of the lady's neck while shouting, "I'm sorry, Lord Wendy! ”

Yuri couldn't help but close his eyes - to him, this scene was even as terrifying as the sudden spread of the faith of the upper narrator by Wendy, the "spiritual song".

In the midst of this short commotion, several members of the psionic choir seemed to be influenced by Wendy, and suddenly enthusiastically spread the teachings of the upper narrator to their compatriots around them, and immediately attracted the emergency treatment of the people around them, or were forcibly interrupted by magical spikes, or were pressed to the ground and poured potions, or were directly hypnotized to sleep by powerful spells.

Due to the timely handling, the chaos did not spread.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came into Yuri's ears: "It seems that the forbidden runes in the Deep Prayer Hall cannot suppress their spiritual pollution, and continuing to keep these tainted compatriots together will only make the situation worse." ”

Yuri opened his eyes and saw that Selena Gerfen had "arrived" in the hall at some point, and was standing beside him at the moment, the lantern in her hand emitted an unpredictable light, which quickly calmed Yuri's slightly impetuous mood.

The surrounding priests either knew Selena's true state for a long time, or took Selena's "sudden appearance" for granted, and they didn't behave abnormally at the moment, but saluted neatly: "Archbishop Selena." ”

Selena nodded briefly, turned her gaze to the psionic choir members in the hall, and sighed softly.

"Enforce the highest level of 'containment' and transfer all mentally contaminated personnel to separate cells in the deep depths of the palace, and prohibit them from conversing with any unrelated personnel, as long as they are kept comfortable and in good spirits.

"Care staff rotate every six hours to prevent contamination from long-term exposure, and in all cases, caregivers ensure that they work in groups of three, one in direct contact, one in support and one outside the cubicle. Absolute non-solitary contact - in the event of solitary contact, the same level of containment is to be performed regardless of how long the contact has elapsed and whether or not the person has spoken.

"From now on, dream control is to be enforced in the dungeon, prohibiting unauthorized dream roaming, and prohibiting anyone other than the target from falling asleep in the deep zone - if they accidentally fall asleep, whether they are dreaming or not, the same level of containment is to be enacted.

"The above is an order from the Pope's crown."

Selena distributed the orders from Megaor III one by one, and the severity of the measures made Yuri's face change slightly, but he did not question them in the slightest.

He is well aware that these are extraordinary times, and any strict containment and control measures are necessary, because ......

The upper narrator's influence is gradually breaking through Sandbox One, and he has begun to try to break through that wall and enter the real world.

The Eternal Sleepers in the hall began to carry out orders from Pope Megael III, and the members of the psionic choir, who were in a trance and had been polluted by the upper narrators, accepted the arrangement in a daze, and with what remnants of their sanity were compelled to cooperate to the maximum extent possible with the "containment" they were about to face.

Selena turned her gaze to Yuri, "Now do you know what the attack on the advance force is?" ”

Yuri sighed and shook his head: "I just returned from the Spirit Knight's rest area - they were lucky not to be polluted due to the cover of the psionic choir, but their cognition and memory were severely misaligned, and the few people who could barely recall the situation described a very strange scene: they said that they were attacked by their own shadows. ”

"My own shadow...... Sounds like a mental backlash...... Selena mused, "what else?" Any other details? ”

Yuri thought for a moment and nodded: "There is a detail that I don't know if I can use for reference - the advance force was attacked after nightfall in Sandbox One. ”

Night...... The "night" in Sandbox 1 seems to have a special occult significance, as Phantom Town was shrouded in abnormal night, and now Sandbox 1 seems to have taken on a similar weirdness.

The hall fell silent for a while, and Selena stood silently, bowing her head and silent, as if she was in a deep state of thought, and seemed to be making a difficult choice.

After a minute, she raised her head and looked into Archbishop Yuri's eyes: "Convene an emergency meeting, convene all the archbishops who can still move, we ...... I'm afraid I'm going to have to make some tough choices. ”

Yuri looked into Selena's eyes.

As the oldest archbishop in the Order of the Sleepers, and as a saint who "survived" seven hundred years ago, she had the qualifications to convene the Council of Supreme Bishops like Megael III, but she had rarely done so in the past few hundred years, and the few times she had done so were moments that could affect the fate of the Order.

After a moment, Yuri nodded: "Understood, I'll arrange it." ”

……

In Cecil City, Gawain was standing on the terrace in the twilight, overlooking the view of the dark mountains in the distance, but suddenly, a familiar wave of consciousness surged deep in his mind, interrupting his rare moment of leisure in the day.

A major accident occurred in the exploration operation of Sandbox 1? The Supreme Bishopric of the Eternal Sleepers convenes an emergency meeting?

Gawain stood still, listening intently to Daniel's debriefing, and after a moment, he exhaled slowly, turned to leave the terrace, and returned to his room.

Betty, the maid, clicked in front of him.

"Betty, inform the other attendants that we will not receive any more visitors tonight," Gawain instructed the little maid in front of him, "Hetty and Rebecca will come back and tell them that I may not leave the room tonight. ”

After Betty left, Gawain turned to the air beside him: "Guard the door." ”

An amber voice came from the air: "Hey, understood! ”

After everything was arranged, Gawain wasted no time, he stepped to a soft collapse in the room, adjusted his more comfortable position, and soon entered a deep "dream".

In the change of light and shadow, he has passed through the invisible mental barrier and arrived at the dream city in the depths of the spiritual network.

The city of dreams, resplendent and magnificent, is unusually deserted.

Gawain immediately noticed the unusual atmosphere around him, he stood on the edge of a square, looking at the street not far away, but saw that there were only a few clergy patrolling the streets that were originally crowded, and there was no figure in the square that was originally used as a gathering place, and only the guards could be seen near the soul crystal that usually needed to queue, and no "visitors" could be seen.

A familiar aura emerged beside him, and Daniel's figure appeared next to Gawain.

As soon as he appeared, the old mage bowed and saluted: "Salute you, my lord. ”

Gawain looked at the other party: "Daniel, where are the people here?" ”

"The psychic network has implemented an emergency security strategy, and all low- and middle-level users have moved to basic connection mode, with only limited access to the network, providing the necessary computing power and no longer directly immersing their consciousness in the dream city," Daniel replied with a bowed head, "to prevent the contamination of the upper narrator from spreading into the real world." ”

He then paused and explained: "The advance team has encountered a serious crisis in the exploration of Sandbox One, and even an archbishop has been mentally polluted and has become a believer in the upper class of the narrator in the real world, and now the order is in a state of greatest emergency. ”

“…… It seems that the situation has deteriorated very badly," Gawain shook his head, "When is the meeting going to be?" ”

"Five minutes later," Daniel replied with a nod, "the virtual port of the Central Temple has been reset at your order, and a 'seat' has been arranged for you. ”

Speaking of this, Daniel paused for a moment, and couldn't help but confirm again: "My lord, do you really want to 'listen'?" ”

Gawain looked at Daniel: "Then first of all, it depends on whether the 'seat' you set up is hidden enough to shield the eyes of Megael III." ”

"Don't worry about that - as tensions mount and I prove myself on a few occasions, I've taken control of all the security clearances of the psychic network, and I'm in charge of the rewriting of the bottom floor of the central temple, so you'll have a completely secure 'auditorium'."

"Then don't worry," Gawain nodded, "Of course I'm going to sit in on this situation." ”

This time, the Supreme Bishopric of the Order of the Sleepers will be attended by the "Wanderers of the Territory".

(Recommend the new blue and white book "I Survived 999 Heavenly Tribulations", which is the author of the dungeon player, as always, the brain hole unfolds, of course, this is not important, the important thing is to milk the sacrifice to the sky.) ）