Deep Sea Embers

Fan Na raised her head and looked at the lady in black dress who was checking the mental state of some cult members. The latter noticed her gaze and raised her head to give a slight greeting to this side.

The other party seemed to be only in his early twenties, but he had a calm temperament that was far more mature than his age. His long black hair was coiled behind his head, and the light blue crystal earrings on his earlobe reflected the gas lamp not far away while shaking. reflective.

"...Heidi is here too... Did the city hall send her here?" Fan Na asked the young guards beside her.

"No, Ms. Heidi happened to be around here when the incident happened, and she came here immediately after hearing the news—is there anything wrong?"

"No, it's nothing. Although Heidi is an employee of the city hall, she also has a long-term cooperative relationship with the church. You can just make up the on-site registration after you go back." Fan Na shook her head, and quickly put her attention back in front of her eyes. Regarding the matter, she checked the cult priest who had lost his mind and died, and asked casually, "What did those cult members who were still able to communicate say? What was the situation at that time?"

"Their language was very confusing, and two of them mentioned that the normal sacrificial ceremony had ended at that time, but suddenly someone caught a fleeing sacrifice near the meeting place, so the messenger decided to sacrifice this sacrifice to The sun god..." the guard said while recalling, "The two cultists were standing far away from the altar at that time, and they didn't see the specific scene on the altar. Shouting the name of the sun god, directly designating the envoy as a sacrifice... As a result, the envoy was sacrificed."

"...A person who was selected as a sacrifice shouted the name of the evil god on the spot, and directly sacrificed the person who presided over the ceremony?" Fan Na seemed to have heard some fairy tales, and she felt extremely absurd in her heart, but These words came from a well-trained, loyal and reliable church guard, and she had to face it seriously, which made her expression strange, "How could there be such an outrageous thing—if this is also If it works, wouldn’t the number of victims at the scene of cult sacrifices be able to kill those heretic priests as long as their mouths are quicker?”

"Who says it's not? No matter how bad the priest is, he still occupies an absolutely dominant position when presiding over the ceremony. How could it be possible for a weak ordinary person to let the ceremony go out of control to that extent with a casual sentence—let alone us I also checked this priest, he did have traces of being eroded by the projection from the 'deep' world, this is a real 'baptized', and according to the description of the cult at the scene, he was still holding a blessing in his hand The ritual dagger of..."

The young guard shook his head while talking, and then came to another corpse next to him.

"But... let's take a look at this, this is the 'sacrifice' that 'killed' the priest."

Fan Na glanced at the guard before her eyes fell on the corpse that had completely lost its vitality. The next second, her sight became sharper.

It was a thin young man, even because he was too thin, his body was closer to a teenager, and the most obvious abnormality on his body was the big empty hole in his chest.

"...he has been sacrificed..."

"Yes, this is a sacrifice that has already been sacrificed. Judging from the traces at the scene and the confessions of the cult members, this 'sacrifice' probably lost its heart before it was pushed onto the stage," the guard said in a serious tone. "So... the real situation at that time was that there was a walking corpse that walked onto the stage in full view and killed the priest who presided over the ceremony as a sacrifice."

"...the necromancer's trick?" Fan Na thought to herself, "No, the power of the black sun has great restraint on the necromancer, and it is impossible for the walking corpses they control to walk carelessly in front of the totem of the black sun... …a resuscitator controlled by an anomaly?"

"Have you checked the lights around here?" She suddenly raised her head and looked at the guard beside her. "Is there any underground space that is completely dark within five hundred meters?"

"We checked, and there are no Dark Crypts - even the cultists know the dangers of the Dark Crypts. They have left torches and oil lamps in the caves where the remains were thrown away. They are very cautious in this regard."

Fan Na didn't speak for a while, but bent down in front of the young man's body with strong doubts. She carefully inspected the man who had sacrificed a Transcendent in full view and caused the ceremony to completely go out of control. While stretching out his hand to flip the other's stiff eyelids, he tried to find some clues left by some heresy power from him.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the corner of her eyes - she seemed to see the young man's corpse slightly opened his eyes, a dark green flame jumped up in the empty eyeballs, and a tiny spark shot out in front of her. The fingertip of the index finger of the right hand was stretched out, and then it drifted away with the wind.

Fan Na's eyes lit up, and she instantly took out the dagger at her waist with her left hand, cut off her right index finger without hesitation, and then nailed the dagger to the forehead of the corpse with her backhand, and the priest's dagger engraved with runes suddenly appeared The raging flames completely devoured the corpse.

It took her less than a second to complete all this. At the moment when the corpse was engulfed in flames, she had already straightened up and took two steps back. Then she took out the blessed holy oil from her waist and bit it with her teeth. After taking off the cork, he poured the fat inside onto his right hand that was crazily bleeding out—the holy oil touched the flesh and blood, and a large cloud of white smoke burst out instantly.

Heartbreaking pain surged up, but the expression on Fanna's face did not change at all. She saw that the guard who had been following her had quickly drawn out the steel sword at her waist, and cut off the burning "sacrifice" with one blow. "Product" head, and then threw a potion mixed with seaweed extract and silver powder into the flame.

Accompanied by continuous explosions and flames that rushed high into the sky and almost licked the ceiling, the alienated corpse was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

And this powerful flame did not spread to the other corpses nearby at all.

The surrounding guards have already reacted one after another. Half of them drew their rune steel swords and surrounded Fanna in an instant, while the other half drew out their large-caliber revolvers and quickly formed a guard around the periphery. The two priests on the scene also drew out their The revolver hidden under the robe, while blessing the muzzle with an incense burner, chanting the name of the storm goddess Gemona, and constantly pointing the gun at the crazy cultists who are agitated by the changes in the surrounding environment them.

"Your Excellency, Judge!" The young guard with a steel sword came to Fan Na at this time, "How are you? Just now..."

"There is a certain kind of power remaining in that 'sacrifice', and this power has bypassed all the protection given to me by the goddess, and even bypassed my psychic guard." Fan Na waved her hands, and her gaze fell on her own. On the right hand—the goddess' gift took effect, and the index finger that was cut off by the dagger was wriggling and recovering a little bit, but even though she felt the severe pain gradually dissipating, she still didn't settle down at all.

"The situation is not right, there is not only the 'Black Sun' here, there may be another powerful force that visited this sacrificial ceremony... and this force has not completely left, it still has a plan," said the judge The officer quickly made a judgment, "Transfer all the evidence and evidence, and take them to the church for strict supervision. After that, all inspections and interrogations will be carried out in the church, and the scene here will be thoroughly purified...Is there anyone else here? ?”

A guard next to him immediately replied: "Yes, we rescued a group of imprisoned 'predetermined sacrifices' in another nearby cave, and they are now temporarily placed in the next pipe room."

"Take them together and take them to the church—even though they are victims, they must undergo strict inspections before they can be released home," Fan Na said quickly, and then she seemed to suddenly think of something, "Where is Ms. Heidi? She Are you okay?"

"I'm here," a calm female voice sounded from nearby at this moment. The "psychiatrist" in a black dress and employed by the city hall walked over unhurriedly and nodded to Fanna, " Don't worry, I didn't react at all just now - so what happened?"

"...Like many classic stories, the cultists have provoked something more evil than them," Fanna glanced at the "psychiatrist", "I strongly suggest that you check these cultists and what to do next." When they were hypnotized, they put an extra layer of protection... There have been forces that shouldn't have appeared here, and there are residues."