To be honest, at this moment, Duncan's instinctive reaction was that there was something wrong with the storm goddess Gemona - it was this god who was supposed to protect mankind who had a sinister side, which led to the terrifying shadow hidden deep in the city-state, and that
The accidental distortion of the icon is evidence of this.
But the next second, he had another suspicion: If the storm goddess Gemona really had a problem, then why were everything normal in other churches in the city?
It's not that he has never seen other deep-sea churches - there is a community church near the antique shop, and there is also a church next to the ocean museum. Even if he did not go in to seriously investigate, he has wandered around nearby, and those churches are
The aura released... was obviously different from the strange church in front of me.
He has also come into contact with other clergy, including the most basic priests and guards, as well as judges like Vanna who are at the top of the city-state. These people who serve the Storm Goddess day and night are normal, even better than most people.
They are both strong-willed and clear-thinking.
He ignored the nun and looked up at the icon.
After the shocking glimpse just now, the strange crack on the head of the icon never appeared again. Even in another superimposed appearance in the church, the icon was only blackened by smoke, as if
It seemed that the fissure was surprised by something and took the initiative to hide.
Duncan frowned.
The weirdness of this church is obviously a special case, so if the problem is not the Storm Goddess... the scene I just saw may be interpreted as some kind of force using this church as a node to try to erode reality.
But what exactly is that?
The shape of the crack did not seem to have anything to do with the Sun God, and it was completely reminiscent of sun fragments. If anything...but the dim light and shadow surging in the crack reminded him of the piece outside the bottom of the Lost Home.
chaos.
"Do you want to pray to the goddess?"
The nun's voice came again. She was neither impatient nor urging, but as if some keyword had been triggered, she began to repeat the question over and over again while Duncan and Shirley stood next to the icon.
Shirley seemed a little at a loss. She instinctively looked at Duncan, who finally responded. He looked at the nun calmly: "Are you praying to your goddess?"
This should be an unquestionable question, and any normal believer would give a clear and affirmative answer at this time. However, the nun's reaction made Shirley's eyes widen.
"I... don't know," the nun calmly shook her head, as if she didn't think there was anything wrong with her response. "I'm just praying. He asked me to pray here."
Duncan frowned immediately: "Who is he?"
"Great existence." The nun smiled.
Shirley felt a chill in the nun's gentle smile.
"I don't pray to any gods," Duncan said calmly. He calmly pulled Shirley back half a step and left the range of the prayer platform, "including the goddess you call me."
"Oh, that's a pity." The nun sighed softly, then lowered her head again, no longer paying attention to Duncan and Shirley.
Duncan stared at the wriggling humanoid ashes for a few seconds. After confirming that the ashes really no longer paid attention to him, he turned around and walked elsewhere.
The size of the chapel is limited, and there is almost no area that can be hidden. Apart from the main hall where the icons are enshrined, there are only a few rooms connected to the main hall and a basement.
Duncan took Shirley to check several surrounding rooms, but found nothing worth paying attention to. Finally, they found the stairs leading to the basement at the end of a corridor outside the main hall.
"Do we really want to go down?" Looking at the dark stairs in front of her, Shirley was obviously a little uneasy. She subconsciously looked back in the direction of the main hall, "Will that weird nun suddenly come to kill us?"
"The 'nun' is obviously trapped in the main hall and cannot leave the icon too far," Duncan shook his head, "But if she really comes to kill... then we have no choice but to take action. After all, that posture... is very...
It’s hard to say that he is still a living human being.”
Shirley swallowed her saliva. She was usually very courageous, but no matter how courageous she was, this was the first time she had gone to the church of the Deep Sea Church to cause trouble. A kind of nervousness and awe accumulated over the years made her heart pound.
Jump straight.
But she knew that she had better not refuse - compared to a nun who mutated from a mortal person or a shadow from subspace, she still had a hard time deciding which one was more dangerous.
At this time, Duncan suddenly said something again, which revived Shirley's hard-earned determination: "By the way, you can summon Agou."
Shirley's eyes widened instantly: "Ah?! Summon Agou? In the church of the Storm Goddess?!"
"I'm afraid this is no longer the church of the Storm Goddess," Duncan shook his head. "It's hard to say what has the upper hand here now - feel free to summon Agou. You see, even I am standing here.
How could a deep demon be more inappropriate than me in the 'church'?"
When Shirley thought about it, she felt that this was quite reasonable. Of course, it was mainly because it made no sense and she didn't dare to disagree, so she had no choice but to honestly raise her arm and summon Agou to the real world.
Dark flames and swirling smoke rose into the sky, and the huge ghost hound appeared in front of Duncan in an instant.
As soon as the summoning process was over, Agou skillfully lay down at Duncan's feet, and began to swing his skeletal tail like a five-speed electric fan: "Salute to you, the great Deng..."
"Okay, you don't have to do this every time," Duncan interrupted with a wave of his hand before the other party could finish. He was already bothered enough by having a noisy goat head, and he really didn't want to have more dogs with similar styles around him.
, "You should have sensed that something is wrong with this church. Now take a look with your own eyes - next, I may need your 'eyesight'."
Agou got up from the ground neatly, turned around and looked at the surrounding corridors and the stairs leading to the basement at the end of the corridor, with a faint light shining in his empty scarlet eyes.
"It's really an evil place..." The deep hound's voice was hoarse and low, "It makes me dizzy just looking at it..."
After speaking, it paused, as if making further judgment, then turned slightly and said to Duncan: "It's a bit close to the situation in the abandoned factory before, but it's more distorted than there. This distortion is probably close to what the real world can do.
The threshold of endurance... Yes, it seems that we have really found a key 'point' on this curtain."
"Has the distortion approached the threshold of the real world... No wonder I can directly observe it," Duncan nodded clearly, and then his eyes fell on the stairs in front, "The entire church has been inspected, and what is left...
...There should be only this basement. According to the structure of most deep-sea churches, there should be an area called the 'Underground Sanctuary' in front of it."
"I'm starting to get excited." Agou shook his ugly head and the chain around his neck rattled. "For the first time in my life, I broke into the forbidden area of the Deep Sea Church openly... I haven't seen what's down there.
Woolen cloth!"
Shirley immediately looked at Agou with a strange expression: "Can you stop acting like a pervert who's about to break into the women's restroom?"
Agou: "..."
Duncan ignored these two sons of bitches. He had already passed Agou, walked down the stairs, and arrived at the door leading to the underground temple.
As a small community church, the so-called "underground church" here is nothing more than a spacious basement, and the door leading to the underground church is a door reinforced with a steel frame and sacred runes.
Blessed oak door.
Duncan put his hand on the door and pushed it slightly. He found that the door was not locked, but when he continued to push, he felt some resistance. It seemed that something was pressing against the door, blocking the door from opening.
"There is something on the other side of the door." Duncan stepped away slightly and observed the dark oak door in front of him.
For some reason, when he came to the door of the underground church, the strange "superposition" scene faded away, and all he saw was this door.
It seems that the "two branches" superimposed in the church have completed the intersection here, leaving only the only "reality".
"How about breaking down the door?" Shirley followed from behind. She had already picked up the chain in her hand, with an expression on her face that was eager to try. Agou on the side was also ready - specifically, she hugged her head with her paws and let him
He lumped himself into the shape of a meteor hammer.
"...It may destroy the clues," Duncan stopped the dog-whistle girl who was about to use traditional arts. He put a hand on the rune-covered door, and a small flame ignited between his fingers.
He stood up and quickly walked along the grooves on the door, "Theoretically, this door should be an extraordinary object, then..."
The next second, the once-blessed church door turned into firewood for the spiritual fire. With the green fire burning rapidly, the door faithfully carried out the orders of its "master".
It burned itself.
And as the door flew into ashes, the thing against the door on the opposite side also appeared in front of Duncan and others, and fell to the ground with a plop.
It was a nun wearing a black robe—scarred, still holding a sword in her hand, and even though she was dead, she was still glaring at something in the dark.
Shirley saw the other person's face clearly, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
"It's...the nun we saw just now?!"
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