Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 414

[Chapter 412 Tracking]

The room fell into silence for a moment.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds before Agatha heard Bishop Ivan’s deep and hoarse voice coming from under the bandage: “Ahh—” “

…your reaction was a bit unexpected.” “

Because you The information was too unexpected,” Bishop Ivan seemed to have finally recovered, he adjusted his sitting posture, and his tone became extraordinarily serious, “You said that the boiling gold mines in the Frost City State have been exhausted decades ago? This is The truth you found below?”

“Yes, there is a gate at the deepest part of the Second Waterway, which may have been blocked by the first-generation city hall, and behind the gate is a long-exhausted mine tunnel—judging from its location, it should be in the mine The enrichment area at the bottom is also the area that will be mined at the end in theory…”

Agatha did not hide anything, and told all of her underground discoveries, and in the process, Bishop Ivan’s eyes became more and more visible to the naked eye. more and more dignified.

After a while, Agatha finished talking about her discovery below, but added with a little hesitation: “…that’s just a mine, and there are countless mines in the mine, even if it’s in the enriched area. In the deepest part, it cannot be judged that the entire mine has been exhausted, so a large part of my conclusion is based on conjecture… I know, this conjecture is too crazy.” “…Yeah, too crazy conjecture,” Ivan

said The bishop slowly said, “After all, if according to what you said, the boiling gold mine has already been exhausted—then what is it that we have been transporting out of the mine in the past half a century? The Frost City-State has transported it to other cities over the years. What is the boiling gold catalyst?”

Agatha did not speak, she knew that the question Bishop Ivan asked was unavoidable and impossible to answer.

The city-state of Frostfrost has always produced the highest-quality raw ore and finished catalyst rods of boiling gold. In the past fifty years, the output of boiling gold in Frost City alone is almost equivalent to the sum of the rest of the city-states in the entire Cold Sea—the boiling gold in the mines There is an endless stream, and the excavation machinery is constantly swallowing wealth day and night, the catalyst produced by the smelting factory is transported to the whole world, and the ships using those catalysts are spread all over the boundless sea.

In the entire half century, there has not been a single case of boiling gold orders that have gone wrong.

If the mines had really dried up decades ago, let alone the problem of the Frost Mine—there are so many ships on the boundless sea, what is burning in their steam cores? Phantom?

After a long time, the gatekeeper could only sigh softly: “… If that is also a polluting creation, then our world is really absurd to a terrifying degree.” “Our world has always been absurd,

but maybe…you really I found the key clue,” Bishop Ivan shook his head, “Let’s not care about whether that conjecture is crazy or not. From a rational point of view, the relationship between the mine vein that was exhausted decades ago and the mine that is still producing steadily today The contradiction is most likely related to the anomalous situation in the current city-state.” “

…But according to the clues we have obtained before, the current anomalous situation should be caused by those Annihilation Cultists,” Agatha reminded, “They have something to do with the mine. What’s the relationship?”

“They don’t necessarily have anything to do with the mine – maybe they just used it to detonate this crisis,” Bishop Ivan thought quickly, the experience accumulated in decades of life, especially the experience of dealing with cultists, At this moment, he is helping him to complete this puzzle, “It is impossible for those heretics to have been deployed in the city-state for decades without being discovered, not to mention that the depletion of the mineral veins may be traced back to the Queen’s era. In that era, the frost hit the heretics far more strongly than today. No cultist can escape the eyes of the Frost Queen…”

Speaking of this, the old bishop paused for a moment, and then asked suddenly: “You just said that the Winston Consul had a question about the situation in the depths of the Second Waterway. I don’t know anything about this door?”

Agatha nodded, “That’s what he said.”

“…I don’t really believe what he said,” Bishop Ivan hesitated and shook his head, “At the time when the first city hall The situation is indeed a bit chaotic, but there shouldn’t be such a big mistake in the handover between the first few consuls and the government affairs team, especially with such a critical and sensitive secret…” “You mean, Consul Winston is

right Am I hiding something?” Agatha frowned, “Why would he do that?”

“I don’t know, maybe it’s to maintain the authority of the city hall, maybe there’s something bigger behind this secret, or maybe it’s because he’s already been controlled by something, I can’t say for sure,” Bishop Ivan said, his gaze It suddenly fell on Agatha, “I’m even more surprised that you didn’t have any doubts in this regard—you never had such negligence in the past.”

Agatha was stunned.

In this moment of daze, she recalled the scene she experienced when she returned from the second waterway—the reflection in the pool, and the “other self” in the reflection going in the opposite direction.

“Agatha, what’s wrong with you?” Bishop Ivan’s voice woke her up from distraction.

Agatha blinked and shook her head slightly.

“Are you sure there’s no problem?” Bishop Ivan’s tone was obviously suspicious, “You have been distracted more than once in the past two days, and…” “I’m

fine, I’ve been fine,” Agatha interrupted the old bishop, For some reason, after a short trance, her tone became lighter at the moment. She exhaled lightly and got up from the chair, “I just suddenly wanted to understand something—I should go.” Bishop Ivan stood

up : “…Are you going to the mine?”

“The navy is blocking the enemy, and the sheriff and the guards are controlling the situation. They have bought time, and I still have a chance to figure out the source behind all this. It’s time to go.”

Ah Jiasha paused here, as if to emphasize, and said: “Time is limited, I can’t rest here for too long.” “Okay

, then let’s go,” Bishop Ivan nodded slightly, “I hope you I can find out the truth smoothly and return safely.”

“I will find out the truth.”

…

In the thick fog, there are distant gunshots from time to time, occasionally interspersed with warning broadcasts from the Sheriff’s Troop or the Guardian Troop, and The sound of sirens that are automatically sounded by certain facilities.

The city-state has been blurred in the fog, and the fog is filled with invisible horrors.

“Comparatively speaking, I’m more willing to deal with hundreds of armed heretics, or charge a few rounds in a burning city.”

Fan Na dismissed the giant sword condensed by ice, frowning He looked at the ground in front of him and said.

In the limited field of vision, the ground as far as the eye can see is covered with criss-crossing horrible cracks, and a large amount of dirty black mud is slowly flowing, wriggling, and quickly solidified between those cracks, and some of the mud is barely retained The outline of the human figure, but showing a chilling twist on the key limbs.

“It’s disgusting.” Fan Na muttered again.

“Seriously, are you really willing to fight again in a burning city?”

Morris’ voice came from the side. The old scholar held his cane, glanced at the fragmented “battlefield” in front of him, and said casually. Vanna said.

“…well, I don’t want to,” Fanna shrugged, “whether it’s a fake city-state filled with thick fog, or a burning city where the black sun descends, it’s not much better.” While speaking, the thick fog flowed, and a

tall A figure suddenly appeared behind Fan Na from the mist. The head of this figure was swollen and deformed, and the huge one-eyed trembled violently in the fog. In the next second, the monster rushed towards Fan Na.

Fan Na didn’t turn her head, she just stomped on the ground—the invisible shock wave spread instantly, and the deformed and distorted thing only took a step forward before being directly shattered by the lower half of its body, and quickly turned into mud after falling to the ground.

Under her conscious control, Morris, who was close at hand, was not affected by the shock wave in the slightest—the old scholar just straightened his monocle and calmly looked around the foggy streets around him.

The next second, he suddenly looked at a certain position, and a silver light appeared in his eyes:

“McAffini’s conjecture and proof.

” There were faintly visible figures emerging from the fog, their heads exploding like fireworks.

“The good news is that these inferior fakes imitate a certain degree of thinking ability, and the controllers behind them need to be more intelligent.” Morris retracted his gaze, and the silver light in his eyes gradually weakened. “I was worried at first that they all It’s an empty shell of chaos, and then the power of knowledge won’t work on them.”

Fan Na looked at those monsters whose heads exploded gradually turning into mud in the distance with a strange expression, and looked back at Morris: “Back then you When you taught me, you never said that ‘the power of knowledge’ is so easy to use.” “

That’s when I judged that you are not suitable for this path.” Morris said casually.

Fan Na: “…”

Miss Judge felt that she was being ridiculed for a moment, but after recalling her exam results that year, she decided to maintain a humble attitude.

“Is there anything else around?”

She maintained her vigilance and asked in a low voice.

“Not for now.” Morris shook his head.

He is always aware of the surrounding situation – when those monsters appear from the fog, their chaotic thinking will first appear in his perception, the fog can block people’s sight, but the brilliance of thinking is like a night light in his eyes striking.

Few people can actively control their thinking, so in the field of “detection of intelligent creatures”, no one can compare with the saints of the God of Wisdom.

“It’s fine if there aren’t any for the time being, although there will be new ones coming out soon,” Fan Na exhaled, moving her hands and feet a little, “Do you think…there are a lot of counterfeit freaks in this direction, and they are aggressive. Obviously stronger than other places?”

“You also feel it?” Morris raised his eyebrows, “It seems that my judgment is correct.” “

You mean…”

“Those ‘fakes’ that emerged from the fog are not Not all act blindly, some of them are controlled by someone behind them.”

(End of this chapter)