"You call this 'nothing serious'?" Kraft was shocked, and the development of events was as psychedelic as taking a deep puff of spore powder.

"Is it a big deal for a paganism, a new paganism with definite symbols, scurrying like a cockroach in the sewers under its feet, with some strange means at its disposal?"

Green glanced to the door, making sure no one was bothering. This is a separate stone chamber.

Without evasion, he was very dissatisfied but also helplessly said: "For many people, yes; But not necessarily for those who can decide whether or not I can get support. ”

"He who has a family name and a domain inheritance, and he believes only in his surname and land; Everybody knows this, but no one will find out. For people with a longer surname and more land, this criterion can be relaxed. ”

"The presiding judge is happy to clean up the house for cockroaches, but if the cockroaches are hiding under vases and holy chests, that's another matter."

"Even if this group of cockroaches set on the university labs and attacked the monks of the Inquisition on the outskirts. Just give up on a symbol on a tattered suit of armor? "It's already coming to light, and it's time to step up.

"It is okay to burn another one, after all, it will not burn under the chairs of Notre-Dame Cathedral; There is no sign of paganism spreading either. From the perspective of a senior practitioner, Green is well aware of the logic, "Of course, the attack is a very bad thing, and we will find a way to return the color." ”

"The problem now is that this armor will make people have concerns, and casualties will make worries even heavier, whether this concern comes from the side, or from the bishop or the presiding judge, it is not a good thing."

"Casualties?" Kraft came down without seeing anyone disposing of the body.

"Heavenly Father willing. We had two teams out when it rained, the one that went out earlier came back just in time, and I found the other team. The bad news is that they weren't in the squad when they were found. ”

"What attacked them?"

"Right here." The priest kicked the coffin, and the armor made a sound like a broken iron pipe, and something was dangling in it, "I'm afraid no one believes that there is something alive in the armor, and it is a shell of a hermit crab......"

Memories are more like a nightmare that is too real to the extreme, fighting soft creatures shelled by ancient metal in the passages where countless pagan symbols emerge.

When burning, the thing emits a familiar sound that makes it impossible to distinguish whether it is a hallucination or a real one, consistent with the victims identified after the fact, as if a part of them were still being retained.

This reminded Grimm of the devil described in the holy scriptures who would enslave and torture the souls of their victims, leaving them at no end even after death.

On the way back, the unreal feeling is further accentuated by the apparently sparsely distributed graphics.

"Is it like a scared madman babbling gibberish, or do you think it's something made up to avoid responsibility?"

"And you burned it?" The professor was unbelievably receptive, and without questioning the description, he simply accepted the claim of being attacked by the "armoured hermit crab" in its entirety.

Judging from the newer scorched black marks on the outside, the ending of the contents inside is probably somewhere between sizzling squid and stuffy sea crab - the kind that forgets to turn off the fire.

"Yes." Although he knew that the other party might know better, this attitude was still too ordinary, and Green felt that the professor was not touched at all, and even revealed some well-hidden curiosity.

"Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know, but I can find out now. Luckily, I just happened to bring something. Kraft pulled out a few instruments, laid them out, peeled off the nearly detached visor, and used a slender pair of pliers to walk diagonally inside.

This dedication was so rare that the priest was a little surprised, "Do you know it's going to be used?" ”

"That's not it, it's just a small gift for the academic conference, people are quite enthusiastic, and they have to stuff a few pieces into me before leaving."

"There's very little kindness for no reason." Not to mention the manufacturing process, the material and glossy polishing can be seen to be very valuable.

"Of course, I know. I'm using, or claiming to be using, a reward in itself. Move the light over a bit. ”

Kraft stirred around in his helmet, squeezing a piece of regularity out of the blackened debris. For some reason, there is always a sense of déjà vu in this scene.

Due to the influence of the semi-enclosed space, the combustion is not particularly sufficient, and the contents are steamed with water, and the part with good heat resistance is relatively well preserved.

Using tweezers to pick open the surface of the charred layer, the yellowish white surface is gradually cleaned out, which is a gravel-like object with small horns, with what appears to be a non-planar surface for grinding.

Kraft confirmed its identity: "The teeth, to be precise, are second molars. ”

He stretched the long-nosed pliers into a similar position, and after tinkering for a while, he picked out several pieces of the same kind of objects of different sizes in turn, cleaned them and adjusted the order, and arranged them in an arc.

There are still a few pieces missing from this arc, but the approximate shape is already visible.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing makes a chewing sound when it eats?"

“.”

Green struggled to acquiesce to the statement.

It looked like an embryo, an embryo that had grown unevenly, and the parts that needed to be used had matured first.

Fragments of bone were also extracted, which were not as complete as the teeth, and the broken edges were loosely disintegrated, as if they had undergone the osteolytic reaction of osteosarcoma, but were accelerated many times inward.

"I don't think it's 'digestion' in the conventional sense."

"Does that make any sense?" This thing has eaten a few people, and analyzing how they were eaten at this moment will only make Green feel worse.

"It makes sense that it's not like a person or any animal eating lunch, where the food is slowly broken down into some basic nutrients in the stomach and then slowly absorbed. Not so, Green, not at all. ”

"What should I say? They are directly used, just like if you tear down a brick from the backyard of a church and move it to the front to build a compartment, it is the internal deployment of the same body, this thing is essentially made up of 'people', and even uses the same teeth as you and me. ”

Ignoring the priest's indescribable expression, the professor gave up the inefficiency of picking and scraping together and began to disassemble the armor, "I think I know what it is, help take it apart, you didn't plan to turn it in completely anyway, did you?" ”

"Why?"

"If I'm right, I should be able to find a piece of evidence."

After prying off the rusty buckle, the two of them lifted the entire cuirass together, opening up the space for the mixture of gum and solids like opening the shell of a crab, and the disgusting smell of protein burnt overflowed.

The ignition technology obviously has a certain gap with Morrison, and the fire is quite incomplete.

Psychologically disgusted, Kraft covered his mouth and nose to avoid it, waited for the smell to dissipate before approaching, and used his tools to pull away the mushy substance. The expected target was secured in the center, with little damage.

Kraft clamped it, removed it from the arch guard's semi-shaped vertebrae, and scraped off the surface of the dry shell after grilling.

A finger-long, grayish-white prism emitted some kind of faint and obscure light that evoked Grimm's bad memories. It was the light that erupted from the deep well, which had shrunk countless times at the moment, and was pinched between the iron teeth.

"You know this thing." Even the dullest person can see the clear purpose of this operation.

"Yes, but this is the first time I've ever known how it came to be."