Vanna made her way to the prayer room deep in the crew quarters on the lower deck, closed the door, and quickly set up the ritual arena needed for psionic communication!

In this boundless sea, where conditions are limited, the ceremonial place uses materials that can still be found on ships, she replaces braziers with candelabrahs, replaces necessary monsters with her own prayer books, and smears the floor with a mixture of salt and grease!

Draw the runes of the storm and build the sacred grounds—and since this is the second time she's done this, she's not as rusty as she was last time.

The feeling of being watched suddenly came from the side, causing Miss Inquisitor, who was busy arranging the ceremony venue, to suddenly stop!

She turned her head to look in the direction from which the gaze came, and saw a round mirror hanging on the wall in the corner of the room, and in the mirror the light and shadow were undulating, and a lady with black hair and a shawl was looking curiously!

"I'm sorry ~ I didn't mean to spy on someone else performing the ceremony," Agatha's voice came from the mirror, "I was just attracted by the movement over here!"

"It's okay, it's not a secret ceremony," Vanna graciously greeted the very special new "crew" who had recently joined the Lost Place, "I'm about to contact the Church Ark!"

"Well, I know, the ritual process of the Church of the Dead is slightly different, but I can tell what you're doing, but ......"

Agatha in the mirror said, suddenly stopping with hesitation!

"But what?" Vanna asked, confused!

"Is it really okay to set up the ceremony scene like this?" Agatha looked curiously at the scene in the cabin, "It's okay to use candlesticks instead of braziers, and ordinary prayer books instead of holy things, but it is okay to use salt grains from the kitchen instead of blessed 'pure salt' and stir-fry oil instead of holy oil!" Is the ritual of the Deep Sea Church so free?"

Vanna was suddenly a little embarrassed: "This... The main reason is that the conditions on board are limited, and the holy oil was used up before, and I forgot to replenish it when I docked! But that's fine with experience!"

"Then it seems that you are indeed a saint who has been favored by the goddess."

Agatha couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Most priests don't dare to borrow the power of the gods in such a casual way!"

The muscles on Vanna's face throbbed, and she could only stiffen her face and reply, "Eh, thank you!"

"Then I won't bother.

"Agatha in the mirror is posed

With a wave of my hand, the figure slowly faded, I went to see what Shirley was doing, the captain asked me to supervise her homework, and the mirror turned dark, and then gradually returned to its normal reflection!"

Vanna watched the lady in the mirror leave, stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at the ceremony arena she had just set up seriously, and slowly frowned!

"Is it really okay?"

She muttered a little self-doubtingly, then curled her finger and flicked it in the direction of the candlestick—the invisible force ignited the candlestick in an instant, and the next second it turned into a rising and jumping flame far brighter than the normal candle flame, and then the runes arranged around the ritual arena began to crackle, and gradually mixed with the sound of rising waves!

"It's not very useful!" Vana sighed in her heart, and in the next second, she gradually sank her spirit, so that her consciousness and five senses were gradually immersed in the sound of the rising waves around her, the ritual attracted the attention of the gods, and the runes borrowed the power of the gods, and Vana let this power affect her spirit, and used it as a medium, calling for the church ark in the distance, waiting for Pope Helena's response!

Psionic resonance relies on rituals to borrow the power of the four gods, and uses this power to strengthen the originally weak minds of mortals, so as to achieve contact with distant priests who hold common beliefs, this ancient divine art is a skill that every official priest must learn, even in today's continuous development of technology, even if human beings have created convenient modern means of communication such as telegraph and telephone, this kind of remote communication between priests is still an important way to exchange information between large city-states that are far away!

Vanna felt like she had entered a long and pitch-black tunnel, her soul seemed to be flying rapidly in the tunnel, the tunnel looked like a pitch-black rock formation around it, but when she passed quickly, the "rock formation" seemed to float on the hazy ripple-like thing, and it looked as if it was about to come to life!

Reining in her distracting thoughts, concentrating on unnecessary curiosity and the impulse to reach outward, Vanna silently recited the rules she had already learned by heart, trying to avoid approaching any physical boundaries in this "tunnel", and then she saw a light gradually emerge in front of her!

With the head to the Tomb of the Nameless King, a hazy and illusory space at the end of the "Pitch Black Tunnel" is rapidly being established, and an elegant and dignified figure appears in the field of vision!

Vanna stopped in front of the figure, and her own illusory shadow quickly stabilized!

"Hail to you, Your Majesty the Pope!"

"Don't be formal, Fanna, it's not public."

Helena's phantom returned the salute, and then asked curiously, "Why did you call me suddenly?"

What happened to that ship?"

"Everything is fine on board, but something else has happened."

Vanna took a light breath, straightened her emotions for a moment, and then spoke slowly, "I convey to you a warning from Duncan's ship - the Lost Country is a warning to the entire civilized world!"

Bright lights illuminate old bookshelves and ancient scrolls, and the delicate alchemy utensils on the wide walnut desk maintain a complex set of chemical reactions.

In the large and quaint study, an elven old man with a fat figure and a kind face was sitting calmly at his desk, he was the leader of the Truth Academy, the god of wisdom, Pope Rune of Rahhem, this elven old man was staring at the alchemy device on the table, but in his eyeballs, there was a reflection of the scene from afar--

"The Lost Land is a warning to the entire civilized world, and we have confirmed that there is an awakening of the Ancient God of the Nether Lord in the deep sea below the frost, and this awakening process may be repeated in any city-state, and there is evidence that the flesh and blood of the Nether Lord exists in all things!" The short, stocky, amiable elf old man listened silently to the voice from afar, his expression gradually becoming serious, and when the other party's voice fell

He slowly got up from his desk, walked to a bookshelf at the end of the room, and spoke: "Morris, if the most intense part of this news is released, it will be regarded by the whole world as the most terrifying deviant of all time, and even the Annihilation Cultists will think that this matter is a bit extreme!"

"There is no deviance on the path of truth, teacher, there are only two kinds of 'classics' created by mortals, one is that has been overthrown, and the other is waiting to be overthrown, this is what you told me!"

Morris's voice sounded calm and powerful, with a kind of sharp and restrained persistence and courage, which made the elf old man can't help but recall many years ago - when this talented young human was still studying at the Truth Academy, he also searched for all the answers with such persistence, and with great courage to question every question!

This curiosity and action in a scholar seems blazing and dangerous, and countless very gifted young people will quickly climb the peak of truth under the impetus of this force, but many of them will be knocked down by the danger of knowledge itself in the process of climbing, and the other part will have the opportunity to calm down, learn to suppress their own talents under the protection and guidance of their mentors, and learn how to carefully drink the trickle of truth!

And even fewer, outstanding students like Morris, were able to choose the third path!

Master the shooting of various light weapons, the use of cold weapons, the use of explosive occult talism, and mixed martial arts skills within II!

They are all the pride of the Truth Academy and the martial arts school affiliated to the Truth Academy!

Lune stopped in front of the large bookshelf and reached out and pulled a notebook out of it!

After opening it, I slowly flipped through it, and every page was full of the voices and smiles of the former students!

Their youngest appearance is left in the pages of the magical book, standing shyly, waving or grimacing at the people outside the book, or laughing heartily!

A young human man standing at the door of the classroom, with his hands on his chest, looking confidently at the black and white image here, is Morris!

The name Underwood, and the corresponding school records!

"Yes, there are only two kinds of scriptures that I have taught you to mortals, the one that has been overthrown and the one that is waiting to be overthrown, and there is no deviance, because the true truth does not need to be recognized by man, it exists forever!"

Luan muttered softly to himself, one eye looking at the student on the page, and in one of his eyeballs there was still a reflection of the student's appearance - the gray hair had climbed up the sideburns, completely different from the energetic young man in the school book!

The lifespan of human beings is really short, and establishing a deep relationship with humans is actually a difficult and painful thing for elves!

These friends and students always grow old quickly, and then before the elves can react, they turn into a glass of loess, memories and partings often come very abruptly, and every sentimentality will be late, and with irreparable regret!

But Lune was still open to accepting and teaching apprentices from human society!

Because even in their short lifespan, these apprentices can still burst out with the learning ability that amazes the elves, and the desire to explore and the possibilities that come with the short life span are extremely valuable traits in Lune's pursuit of truth!

Morris's voice sounded in his head again: "Duncan thinks it is necessary to inform the Church of the Four Gods of all the information we currently have and only make reservations in the process of communicating with the city-states and the Explorers' Guild, because the Church of the Four Gods has the ability and knowledge to know how to deal with this warning!"

"That sounds reasonable, but hasn't he thought about another possibility?" "The content of this 'warning' is too terrifying, even like a more extreme heresy than the heresy of the annihilationists, which would be seen as a hostility by the church or even as a new heretical mission to some of the more conservative clerics... They will not first dismiss this as a 'warning' and will tend to see it as an attack on their faith!"

"He doesn't care!"

"Oh?

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"The storm is coming, and there is a thunder warning first - but the thunder itself doesn't care, whether the mortal is hiding or not, this is the attitude of the ship!"

"Reasonable!"