Vanna looked up at the lady in the black dress who was checking the mental state of some cultist, who noticed her gaze and looked up slightly to the side.

The other party looked to be only in his early twenties, but he had a certain calm temperament that was far more mature than his age, his long black hair was coiled up at the back of his head, and the pale blue crystal earrings on his earlobes reflected the reflection of the gas lamp not far away when they swayed.

“…… Heidi is here too...... Did the town hall send her? Vanna asked the young guardian beside her.

"No, Lady Heidi happened to be around here when it happened, and she came straight over when she heard the news—what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, although Heidi is an employee of the town hall, she also has a long-term cooperative relationship with the church, and she can make up the on-site registration when she returns," Vanna shook her head, quickly returning her attention to the matter at hand, she checked the cult priest who had lost her heart and died, and asked casually, "What else did the cultists who were still able to communicate say?" What was the situation like? ”

"Their language was confused, and two of them mentioned that the normal sacrificial ritual had ended, but suddenly someone caught an escaped sacrifice near the assembly hall, so the messenger decided to sacrifice it to the sun god......" the guardian recalled, "The two cultists were standing away from the altar, and they did not see the specific scene on the altar, they only said that the sacrifice pierced the heart and did not die, and instead chanted the name of the sun god, and directly designated the messenger as a sacrifice...... As a result, the messenger was sacrificed. ”

“…… A person who was chosen as a sacrifice, chanted the name of the evil god on the spot, and directly sacrificed the person who presided over the ceremony? Vanna seemed to have heard some kind of fantasy, and she only felt extremely absurd in her heart, but these words came from the mouth of a well-trained, loyal and reliable church guardian, and she had to face it seriously, which made her expression strange, "How can there be such an outrageous thing—if this is also possible, how many victims of the cult sacrifice site can kill those heretical priests with a quick mouth?" ”

"Who says it's not, even the most lame priest is in an absolutely dominant position when presiding over the ceremony, how can a weak ordinary person casually make the ritual get out of control to that extent - not to mention that we also checked this priest, he does have traces of being eroded by projections from the 'deep' of the world, this is a real 'baptized', and according to the description of the cultists at the scene, he was still holding a ritual dagger with a blessing in his hand at the time......"

The young guardian shook his head as he spoke, and then walked over to another corpse next to him.

"But...... Let's take a look at this, this is the 'sacrifice' of the priest who 'counter-killed'. ”

Vanna glanced at the Guardian before her gaze fell on the corpse, which had completely lost its life, and the next second, her gaze sharpened.

It was a thin young man, even too thin to be closer to a teenager's size, and the most obvious anomaly in his body was the large empty hole in his chest.

“…… He has already been sacrificed......"

"Yes, this is a sacrifice that has already been sacrificed, and judging from the traces of the scene and the confessions of the cultists, this 'sacrifice' may have lost its heart before it was pushed to power," the defender said in a serious tone, "so...... The real situation at that time was that there was a walking corpse that walked to the stage in full view of everyone and killed the priest who presided over the ceremony as a sacrifice. ”

“…… Necromancer's trick? Fanna muttered to herself in thought, "No, the power of the Black Sun has a great restraint on necromancers, and it is impossible for the walking corpses they control to walk in front of the Black Sun's totem with a big grin...... Is it a resuscitator controlled by an anomaly? ”

"Have you checked the lights around here?" She suddenly raised her head and looked at the guardian beside her, "Is there a completely lightless underground space within five hundred meters?" ”

"We've checked, and there's no Lightless Crypt - even the cultists know the dangers of the Lightless Crypt, and they've been very careful about leaving torches and oil lamps in the caverns where the bodies were discarded."

Vanna didn't speak for a moment, but bent down in front of the young man's body with deep questions, scrutinizing the "sacrifice" that had sacrificed a transcendent being in full view of everyone and caused the ritual to spiral out of control, reaching out to flip the other's stiff eyelids, trying to find clues from some heretical power.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a glimmer of light out of the corner of her eye—she seemed to see the young man's corpse open its eyes slightly, and a faint green fire leaping in the hollow eyeball, and a tiny spark bursting through the tip of her right index finger, and then drifting away with the wind.

Fanna's eyes flickered, and she instantly took out the dagger on her waist with her left hand, and without hesitation, she waved her hand and cut off her right index finger, and then nailed the dagger to the forehead of the corpse with her backhand.

It took her less than a second to do all this, and at the moment when the corpse was engulfed in flames, she straightened up and took two steps back, then took the blessed holy oil from her waist, bit off the cork with her teeth, and poured the fat on her right hand, which was frantically gushing blood—the holy oil touched the flesh, and instantly sneered and emitted a large cloud of white smoke.

The pain welled up in her heart, but the expression on Vanna's face did not change in the slightest, and she saw that the guardian who had been following her had quickly drawn the steel sword at his waist, slashed off the head of the burning "sacrifice" with a single sword, and then threw a potion mixed with seaweed extract and silver powder into the flames.

With a continuous burst of roars and flames that rushed into the air and almost reached the ceiling, the alienated corpse turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

And the loud flames did not spread to the other corpses next to them.

The surrounding guards had already reacted, half of them instantly drew their runic steel swords and surrounded Vanna, the other half pulled out their large-caliber revolvers and quickly formed a guard on the periphery, and the two priests on the scene also pulled out their revolvers hidden under their robes, chanting the name of the storm goddess Gemona while blessing the muzzle with an incense burner, and constantly pointing their guns at the cultists who were crazy and stirred up by the changes in their surroundings.

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor!" The young guardian with the steel sword in his hand came to Vana at this time, "How are you?" ...... just now"

"There is some kind of power remaining in the body of that 'sacrifice', and this power has bypassed all the protection that the goddess has given me, and even my psionic vigilance." Vanna waved her hand and her gaze fell on her right hand - the goddess's gift had taken effect, and the dagger's severed index finger was squirming a little bit to recover, but even as she felt the pain gradually dissipate, her heart did not settle down at all.

"Something is not right, there is not only the 'Black Sun' here, there may be another powerful force that has visited this sacrificial ceremony...... And this force is not completely gone, it has a plan," the inquisitor quickly judged, "and all the evidence is transferred and taken to the church for strict care, after which all examinations and interrogations are carried out in the church, and the scene here is to be completely purified...... Is there anyone else in the other place? ”

One of the guards immediately replied, "Yes, we rescued a batch of imprisoned 'intended sacrifices' in another cave nearby, and they are now temporarily housed in a nearby pipe room. ”

"And take them all and take them to church—even though they are victims, they must be subjected to strict scrutiny before they can be let go home," said Vanna quickly, and then suddenly remembered something, "What about Miss Heidi?" Is she okay? ”

"I'm here," a calm female voice rang out from nearby, and the "psychiatrist" in a black dress and employed by the city hall walked over unhurriedly and nodded to Vanna, "Don't worry, I didn't react at all just now - so what the hell happened?" ”

“…… As many classic stories tell, cultists provoke something more evil than they are," Vanna glanced at the "psychiatrist", "I strongly advise you to take extra precautions when examining and hypnotizing these cultists in the future...... There have been forces here that shouldn't have appeared, and there are remnants. ”