From judging that there might be a supernatural power out of control in the museum to completing the self-blessing and leading the team into the fire scene, it only took these storm believers under the name of the Deep Sea Church a total of more than ten seconds.
Duncan watched these people rush towards the fire scene, and then the firefighters in the square began to cooperate in a well-trained manner. They used fire water cannons as cover and began to cool down the entrance to the museum and open the passage. Another team quickly counted out the queues.
, this group hung the emblem of the Deep Sea Church and something like an amulet on top of the regular protective equipment, and also rushed into the museum.
The peace officers who stayed on the edge of the square took over the work of comforting and easing the remaining citizens, and began to contact nearby churches to receive those fire escapees who had been marked and were suspected of being mentally contaminated.
Well-trained and well-coordinated, they have not only practiced countless times, but also experienced actual combat countless times.
This is what it looks like for a city-state that has survived in this weird world filled with extraordinary phenomena and developed to a prosperous state - quickly distinguishing the shadow of the extraordinary in disasters, and quickly suppressing the erosion to a level that mortals can bear before it breaks out.
To this extent, both extraordinary people and ordinary people have fully received education and training in related fields, and trained these basic handling measures to almost muscle reactions - only then can the group maintain its existence.
Duncan saw all this, but didn't have much time to sigh - he checked the disgraced escapees at the edge of the square, and found no trace of Nina among them.
He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the museum.
There was a somewhat familiar atmosphere coming from the burning museum.
He walked toward the museum, but as soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by a police officer: "Sir, the road ahead is dangerous, please leave it to professionals."
Duncan glanced at the sheriff, nodded, and turned away.
Arguing with the officials on site not only wastes time, but also delays the work of professionals. Duncan is a pragmatic person, so he simply gave up the main entrance of the museum, walked quickly around to the other side of the square, and then found a shadow to hide.
——The next second, a white pigeon flew directly across the square and plunged into a window on the side of the museum that was emitting flames.
Someone in the square saw this scene, but they only thought it was a poor pigeon that was frightened and fainted by the smoke and fire. They sighed a few times and stopped paying attention.
Inside the museum, Duncan stepped out of the green whirlpool of flames.
Smoke, fire and heat waves hit us instantly.
Duncan is not afraid of these things, but he can feel that the functions of his flesh and blood body are being affected by the fire environment. If he walks in like this, his soul may be fine, but this body will definitely not be usable.
But he didn't act recklessly. He knew what to do long before he rushed in.
There are flames everywhere here, and flames... are very obedient things.
Duncan held his breath, and a little green flame flowed quietly under his feet, and then dissipated into nothingness in the blink of an eye. In this brief contact, he had established an invisible connection with the surrounding flames - just like before in the abandoned
Just like the Sun Cult meeting place in the basement of the factory, he felt surrendered to the surrounding flames.
Even the hot airflow in the air began to change and no longer affected the body's breathing.
Duncan took a deep breath and walked towards the door sealed by the fire.
"Back off."
Then the flames receded and gradually extinguished behind him, revealing a corridor filled with thick smoke and remnants of fire.
Duncan glanced back, then observed the signs on the nearby wall, and judged that the place where he "landed" should be an office at the edge of the main exhibition area, and the corridor in front should be the passage used by museum staff.
At the end of the passage is the main exhibition area, and on one side of the passage are stairs or elevators leading to other floors.
He stepped into the corridor, searching forward while concentrating on trying to find Nina's location in the museum - but to be honest, he was not sure whether he could successfully "locate" her.
Because this is the first time he has done such a thing... Although his current perception is beyond ordinary people, Goat Head also said that "the captain's intuition is the most accurate direction", but this kind of high-end ability to sense someone's breath from a long distance
Operation is still a fairly unfamiliar field to him, and it is even a skill he has only seen in stories.
He was trying this now simply because for a moment when he was in the square, he vaguely sensed a familiar aura in the museum, which gave him the idea to give it a try.
Duncan just walked forward in the corridor, and the flames around him gave way and went out, but he still couldn't sense where Nina was, but suddenly, he sensed something else.
"Um?"
Duncan murmured in confusion and looked towards the direction of the perception - not far ahead, on the first floor below the stairs, a "mark" that became increasingly clear in his perception was beating slightly.
The owner of the mark seems to be in a lively state.
Duncan only hesitated for a moment, and then ran quickly in the direction he sensed. He passed through the flames that kept retreating and extinguished, and ran down the stairs that had become fragile and loose. At the same time, he extended his control over the flames as much as possible.
The fire in the entire building was suppressed at the limit that this body could bear, and the "mark" became more and more vivid in his mind. In the end, he even began to vaguely hear the "mark" coming from the mark.
sound"--
"...Hand? Hey, these are just minor injuries on my hands. They will be healed in three or two days...
"That's because I have always been very strong...
"Don't worry, the crack in the door is sealed, and the smoke can't get in for the time being... You are so smart, you actually knew that there is a water room here... Uh, did you read the route map in advance? Did the teacher teach it in class? Safety education... Uh.
...I may not have listened carefully, haha...
"You said you saw a dog just now? Did you see it wrong? Where did the dog come from here? Haha..."
"...What should I do with this fainted person here? You don't know? Well...at least he's alive...it's okay, we will definitely be rescued..."
I heard it right, that was Shirley's voice.
Duncan recognized the mark, which was the little "flame" he had left on Shirley not long ago, and the other party's voice was being transmitted into his mind through the mark.
The familiar aura that he felt in the square for a moment seemed to be caused by this mark - he did not actively contact this mark, but passively sensed its existence because the distance was too close.
This "mark" is the first time Duncan has actively released it, so there are still many features that he is not familiar with, but now it seems that the connection between the spiritual fire is more useful than he imagined.
While feeling a little emotional in his heart, he also had a trace of doubt:
Shirley was talking to someone else who sounded like her friend...who was she with?
…
The closed water room became a temporary shelter. The narrow and claustrophobic space blocked the approaching disaster outside. There was still the sound of water rushing in the sink not far away, the lights had been extinguished, and the flickering firelight shone through the window.
Being the only source of light here, Nina carefully huddled next to the pool and could almost count her own heartbeat.
Extremely rapid.
Her new friend, the girl named Shirley, was checking the sealing conditions of the doors and windows. Her hands were burned by the flames, but she was still busy as if nothing happened. There was another person lying on the ground not far away.
Madam - Nina didn't know this lady, but she saw her being knocked unconscious by a falling brick on her way in, so she and Shirley dragged her into this place.
Judging from her dress, this lady is obviously not a poor person like herself in the lower town, but a decent young lady living in the upper town... Unfortunately, in the face of disaster, there is no difference between a decent person and a poor person in the lower town.
The sound of water in the sink suddenly weakened and gradually stopped.
"...The main water pump is shut down," Nina, who had been listening to the sounds around her, suddenly said, "The fire is very big."
The "new friend" who was a head shorter than her came over and squatted down in front of her, his eyes level in the darkness.
"Are you scared?" Shirley asked quietly.
"I'm very afraid of fire..." Nina hugged her legs tightly, feeling her voice tremble a little, "I'm very afraid of fire."
"...Actually, I'm quite scared too," Shirley was silent for two seconds, "Well, I'm most afraid - I'm most afraid of fire..."
"You can't tell at all," Nina shook her head, "You just went on a rampage."
"Because I was afraid, I ran rampant," Shirley sat down carelessly. "Because I was too afraid, so once I stopped, I would never dare to rush forward again... But it's okay now, both of us are trapped in this mess
There is nowhere to run here, so I can only wait like two idiots."
Nina touched Shirley's arm in the dark, and suddenly found that the other person was also shaking.
As expected, the other party was really scared too.
"You cursed," Nina whispered, "I thought... you were a well-educated and good student."
"It's time, stop pretending, I'm always like this," Shirley said, with a bright smile on her blackened face, "And... forget it."
She seemed to want to say something to Nina, but in the end she swallowed it. Then she looked back at the door and asked: "Use your good brain to analyze quickly, how long can we survive here?"
Nina raised her head and glanced: "I... don't know, but as long as the smoke can be blocked, it will be safe for the time being. This room is very strong, and it is at the corner of the stairs. It shouldn't collapse for a while."
Shirley said oh casually, then she hesitated for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "By the way, I said... if, I said if, I have to find a way to take us out, but the method may be more scary.
, you...want to try?"
"How?" Nina looked at the other party in confusion, "What method?"
"That's it..." Shirley stood up, but suddenly sat back, "Ah, forget it, let's wait for now, it's not time yet, it's not time yet..."