A drawing of breath abruptly interrupted the conversation, and Agatha immediately withdrew her finger from touching the mirror.

"Someone is coming, it's an attendant."

Understand, I won't scare him. The voice in the mirror came straight into her head, "I'm right there with you, and when you look closely, you'll find me," Agatha nodded.

But just before the "she" in the mirror left, she seemed to suddenly think of something and subconsciously spoke, is it cold over there?

"It's not cold now. The voice dissipated in his mind, and the feeling of being watched faded, and the other Agatha reflected in the mirror returned to a normal mirror image, her eyes covered by a black cloth, and she stood quietly in front of the mirror in her priestess's robe, and Agatha hesitated for a moment, tentatively reaching out to the mirror, but only the cold glass she touched made one suspect that what had just happened was really just an illusion; And almost at the same time, she heard footsteps coming to the door, and at the same time there was a soft knock on the door.

"Archbishop: Are you in there?" The old subordinates of the Guardian still habitually refer to her as "Gatekeeper", and the clerical clergy in the church have begun to refer to her as "Archbishop". Agatha sorted out her expression and turned around quietly: "I'm here, come in." The door opened, and a high-ranking attendant of the church, dressed in a short gray robe, appeared in the doorway and saluted Agatha.

"Archbishop, there's urgent news from the town hall, please go to Southport immediately, General Tirion is waiting for you there."

"City Hall? Let me go to Nangang?" Agatha subconsciously frowned, feeling that this news was a little unusual.

"Is there an explanation what's going on?"

"No, it's an emergency and not a good spread," the high-ranking attendant hesitated in his tone, but General Tirion brought a message that the owner of the fire might be interested. ”

The expression on Agatha's face changed slightly. "I understand, go and prepare the car, I'll leave immediately." It wasn't long before Agatha was on the steam wagon bound for Southport, and considering the message from Tirien, she took no retinue with her, but went celibate; And on the way to the port area, her mind was full of endless speculations, what happened to make the "General Tirian" react like this? In the previous war, Nangang was once occupied by fake monsters, and the cleanup is still ongoing, could it be that they found something between the ruins? Is it a desecrated relic left behind by the Annihilators, or a suspicious "sample" left after the counterfeit monster has subsided? Either way, it shouldn't have given General Tirion such a reaction; With these irritating thoughts, Agatha quickly made her way through the deserted streets of martial law, past checkpoints and checkpoints, and to the southern port area, which was still under total lockdown.

Soldiers of the city-state guard guard all the intersections, heavily armed church guards patrolling and inspecting the badly damaged buildings and marking the contaminated areas waiting to be treated, priests taking samples in the contaminated areas, and occasionally college students in heavy protective gear can be seen walking through the buildings under the guidance of their instructors, civil engineering students who have come today to check the state of important port facilities and prepare for future repairs.

The car pulled up in a clearing on the edge of the cordoned off as Agatha was led by two soldiers through a busy "work site," in a rather remote direction in the port area, where they finally stopped in front of a large building that looked like a warehouse.

"We've got you all to get here." The two native soldiers who led the way turned around and said to Agatha apologetically, "We don't know what the specific situation is, but the general will explain it to you." ”

Below? Agatha was keenly aware of this, but she didn't ask anything, just nodded her head in thanks to the two soldiers, and walked towards the warehouse that seemed to have been sealed for a long time, and the appearance still showed signs of war;

Guarding the door to the storehouse gate was not a soldier of the city-state guards, but a group of undead sailors, in Agatha's eyes, the living were clear figures with a warm and faint glow, and the undead were hollow, pale shells, their blurred silhouettes rising from smoke reminiscent of ashes, and after realizing that the entire warehouse was guarded by undead, Agatha further realized that the situation here was anything but ordinary, as General Tirion clearly trusted his undead legions more than the city-state guards.

"Ma'am," said an undead man guarding the gate, his upper and lower bodies had separated, nearly a quarter of his torso was missing in the middle, only some messy floating strips of cloth connected the two halves of his body, and his upper body was draped in a new coat that symbolized the frost soldiers, but on the sleeve of the coat was another armband representing the Queen's Guard, the undead sailor came to Agatha, and despite his horrible appearance, he still performed an incomparably standard military salute.

"Someone will take you to the elevator when you get inside, and the general is already waiting for you in the underground facility."

Agatha nodded, she was sure that unless she got to the scene, no one would tell her what was going on underground.

Upon entering the warehouse, she met another team of undead sailors who had taken her over, and led them to the elevator that had been hidden in the corner of the warehouse and appeared to have been "dug out" from behind a large pile of camouflage wall panels. Then she took the elevator again, and as the cage descended, it took a few minutes to reach an underground facility buried deep in the ground that had never appeared in any official records, and stepped out of the car, and in the dim and chaotic vision, she "saw" an open hall full of "mud" left after the counterfeit invasion had subsided, undead sailors were cleaning them, and a tall figure stood at the end of the hall, guarding a large door; It was General Tirion, the new consul of the Frost City-State, and Agatha stepped towards it.

"Oh, Lady Agatha, you're finally here," Tirion greeted at last, "I thought you'd come here with a gust of wind straight from the central part of Uptown, as rumored to be," I'm used to traveling in the gray wind—but not enough to run myself across half a city," Agatha said casually, then looking up and her eyes falling on the gate behind Tirien, "What the hell is going on here?" Why is there such a facility under Nangang?

"You're surprised, everybody's surprised—this facility doesn't exist on any official records, and we wouldn't have found it if it weren't for cleaning up the rubble." Tirion shook his head, "Guess what we found in this large, hidden facility?"

"Don't sell it, General," Agatha sighed, and a faint green flash of fire flashed in her black cloth-covered eyes, "There are no outsiders here," Tirion smiled, and then his expression finally became serious, and he leaned slightly to the side, "See for yourself, it's behind this door."

Agatha turned her "gaze" to look at the gate, where blood and crater dents from the battle could still be seen, apparently there had been a battle in the depths of this unknown facility during the previous battle for the Frost Defense. Now, however, the invaders and guardians are gone from the battle. She held out her hand, "Push the heavy door open with a slight force." The door's locks had been broken, and the heavy alloy door had creaked to the side, and a more spacious space, illuminated by gas and electric lights, appeared in Agatha's perception, and the smell of salty sea water penetrated her nostrils. She stood at the entrance to the hall, staring in amaze at the massive ellipsoid-shaped machine in her field of vision, fixed between sturdy beams. Below the slope of the massive machine, at the end of a slipway, was the source of the scent of the sea—apparently a waterway, and the other end leading to the sea, and Agatha stood in astonishment for a long time before Agatha broke her silence.

"It's a submersible", ma'am"

Tirion exhaled softly, with an inexplicable complication in his tone, "Based on the blueprint of the last generation of deep submersibles, many newer technologies have been applied, more than we used back then...... Much more advanced. ”

Agatha couldn't help but take a breath when her guess was confirmed, and then turned her head abruptly: "Who built this?"

"It could be Archon Winston, or maybe it's the previous Archons—we haven't found detailed records of construction and approvals, so we can't be sure who gave the original construction order," Tirion said slowly, "Judging by the few pieces of information we've found so far, the facility was operating in secret until at least two months ago.