Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Man Who Protects the City
The gods with supreme power reside in the cornerstones of this world, watching the operation of this world with a gaze beyond time and space, and the devout believers who have converted to the gods with spiritual power will to a certain extent glimpse some of the future trends of reality from their own secret connection with the gods, or the changes that are taking place in some unknown corner of the world at this moment.
This peep is not bound by time and space, and it carries the risk of being eroded by subspace, but for the determined and devout, this dangerous and powerful force is the greatest reliance they have in protecting the fragile lights of civilization in this endless ocean.
The pious Inquisitor has seen a similar vision for days.
In a half-dream, she saw the boundless ocean dyed with a layer of ink, and then a thunderous sound came from the depths of the sea, and the ocean was divided into two, and a terrifying trench appeared that reached the seabed, and a huge ship burning with flames rose from the seabed, slowly rising in mid-air like an airship, and an invisible giant covered in starlight followed behind the giant ship, step by step in the direction of the city-state of Plant.
In Inquisitor Vanna's life so far, there have only been two "omens" of this terrifying scale.
The first occurred as a child, when she woke up from a blood-soaked nightmare, and then lost her parents in a cultist attack, leaving her face with a lifelong scar.
The second time happened four years ago, when she saw a dark sun rise from beneath the city-state in her dreams, thus destroying one of the largest strongholds of the Helios Cult to infiltrate the city-stateβto this day, the haunted minions of the cultists are still hiding in the vast and ancient tunnel system beneath Purand, engaged in senseless entanglements with the guardians of the church.
This is the third time she sees a ship returning from the deep sea and bringing an unspeakable giant into the world.
She lied to the pastor in front of herβthe signs she saw were so clear that she could sleep as a judge for days.
The pastor looked at the calm gray-white eyes of the lady in front of him, and after hesitating for a long time, he spoke: "But you prayed to God and didn't seem to receive bad feedback?" β
ββ¦β¦ The goddess doesn't necessarily remind you of all the risks, sometimes the tribulation is just the test," Vanna said calmly, "Don't talk about that, what's the news from the Explorers' Guild?" β
The priest immediately nodded: "The liaison on the part of the association has just sent a contact, and the holy relics left in the headquarters of the association have sensed that the ship has appeared in the southwest sea, but the telegraph device on the ship seems to have a problem, and it is currently in a state of inability to contact, and it can only be determined that the ship is approaching the waters off the coast of Poland at normal speed and course." β
ββ¦β¦ Disappearing from the perception of the relic, it then appeared out of thin air on another part of the sea far from its intended course, unable to communicate with its current state, and sailed straight for the city-state...... And she was on a mission to escort anomalous objects before she lost contact," the Inquisitor's brow furrowed slightly, and the instincts brought about by dealing with strange things for years were beating, making her vigilant, "I remember that ship was called the White Oak, right?" β
"Yes, White Oak, the captain is Lawrence Creed, a member of the Explorers' Guild, an experienced captain who reported to the church before it sailed from the city-state of Lensar because of the special cargo," the priest recalled, "and by the way, the chaplain on that ship was a registered priest of the Deep Sea Church. β
"Fellow citizens of the Church...... Hopefully it's not too bad," Vana said in a serious tone, "Anyway, things aren't quite right with that ship, the entire route from Lensar to Pland is in the 'Stable Zone' under the control of the Explorers' Guild, but that ship has disappeared from the Relic Perception...... I suspect that the White Oak was very likely to have left the real world for a short time, or even ...... May have been to places they shouldn't be.
"Tell the harbor guards to keep an eye on the ship as soon as the White Oak enters the harbor, and that no one or anything leaves the ship until all the inspections are done - is there a reaction from the security forces?"
"Rest assured, your uncle...... His Excellency the Consul has ordered the sheriffs to take control of the perimeter of the harbor and raise the alert level of the harbor, so that from now until the alert is lifted, all ships entering and leaving the Plain will temporarily dock at the alternate harbor on the west side. β
"That's goodβUncle has always been a cautious man," the tense expression on Vanna's face finally relaxed a little, "as long as he doesn't let the ordinary people in the security forces get involved in this." β
The priest looked at Vanna's pale gray eyes, carefully picked his words, and said, "What do you think...... Has the ship been 'polluted'? β
"It's not certain yet, but ships that have left the real world for a short time and even do return are rarely completely normal, it may be that some items on board have unwittingly become 'anomalous', it may be a mental illness hidden deep in the hearts of the crew, or even an extra sailor and a replaced captain...... It is always right to be on the highest alert when there have been anomalies on seagoing vessels. β
"Alas...... May the ship and its crew be well," the priest said, placing his hands across his chest and chanting the name of the Storm Goddess, "May the Storm Goddess shelter those who brave the sea." β
"May they be well," Vanna also lowered her eyelids and whispered a blessing, as if to remind the pastor in front of her, "but if they are unfortunately not 'well,' we must be prepared." β
"Yes, I understand."
Vanna nodded, but just as she was about to refocus her attention on the city outside the window, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.
The next moment, a guard wearing a uniform with silver rimmed on a black background and a tattoo of the waves and a dagger on his chest ran up from the top of the staircase.
"Your Excellency the Inquisitor!" The young guardian took two breaths, and immediately said in a hurried tone, "We found a cult worship stronghold in the sewers that worshiped the sun god, and we have also captured a group of cultists!" β
Vanna's expression instantly became extremely serious: "Those cultists who worship the dark sun? Wait, you said you found a sacrificial site...... Not a hiding place? How dare they hold a sacrifice again?! β
"Yes, it's the site of the ritual ceremony, and we've found evidence of a sacrificial ritual," the defender said quickly, "and a large number of victims have been found in the crypt not far from the site of the ritual - most of them have had their hearts sacrificed. Merely...... Something was wrong on the other side of the festival. β
Vanna saw a look of absurdity and bewilderment on the guardian's face, and she picked up the heavy greatsword that had been blessed by the Storm Goddess from the side, and while carrying it on her back, she quickly walked towards the stairs: "Lead the way, I will go to the scene myself." β
"Yes!"
With a crisp crash of the heavy Blessed Sword and metal shoulder armor, Vanna walked through the long staircase of the Great Bell Tower, and saw several members of the Guardians gathered here to stand by, two steam walking machines were parked at the edge of the square, and the spider-like mechanical body was constantly clicking.
Vanna didn't stop, but gave the guards a sign to go, and walked straight to one of the walkers, a massive machine the size of two two-wheeled carriages that resembled a mechanical spider lying on the ground, with steel arthropods with wheels and steel hooks for gliding on flat ground and steel hooks for special environments, and on either side of the carapace on the upper level of the walker, a shooting cockpit with a rotating torch mounted on it.
It's hard for a purely technological artifact to have enough of an effect on the "anomalies" or "anomalies", but the crushing firepower can take out the heretics who are hiding behind the anomalies - of course, this thing doesn't work very well in the sewers, but it can be used to block doors.
Holy 8mm bullets are spilled out, sending a horde of fleeing heretics to serve their Lord in the subspace in the blink of an eye.
The gray-haired and gray-eyed Inquisitor jumped directly onto the carapace of the walker, standing firmly in the night with his sword on his back, while the other two guards climbed into the firing cockpits on both sides of the carapace, followed by a series of snorts of cylinders and compression pipes pressurizing and depressurizing, white steam erupted from the joints of the walkers, and the huge mechanical spider immediately got up, jumped to the nearest main road in one step, and rushed to the nearest sewer entrance in a gliding mode.
(It's time to push the book again, the title of the book is "Into the Unscientific", Xueba's black science and technology text, I've been alive and kicking up and down several times, and now 1.4 million words are almost 10,000 orders, if you are interested, you can take a look)