The bell was ringing rapidly, seven short beeps in a row, and then, after a few seconds interval, it sounded seven times in a row, three times in a row.
Tirian listened carefully to the movement outside the window. He heard some conversations in the corridor, and heard rapid footsteps in the open space outside.
Intermediate-level priests and above responded to the bell, and they were arranging protection at key locations and preparing for the vigil. The most senior person in the cathedral should have gone to a hidden sanctuary by this time, ready to participate in the saints' vigil.
their gathering.
Tirian is not a member of the church, but after all he has lived for half a century and is quite familiar with the rules in this area. He can hear the key information from the frequency and repetition of the bells - this is the call to "listen"
"The bell was an invitation to a gathering sent directly from the Tomb of the Unknown King, and it sounded like the situation was quite urgent.
"Is there another abnormality or problem with the vision? Did a new one be discovered? Or is there a big change in the old one?" Lucretia murmured thoughtfully, "It feels like it hasn't even happened since the last 'call'
How long has it been..."
Tirian listened to the noise outside for a while, then retracted his attention and shook his head: "This is the Deep Sea Church's own business, we don't have to get involved."
"Well," Lucretia nodded slightly, then looked at her brother, "Do you have anything else to ask about Anomaly 099?"
Tirian thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "No, no more - and the bells ring at night, and the cathedral will soon enter a vigil state. We'd better not continue to talk about things related to anomalies."
"Okay, then I will continue to do my own thing," Lucretia said immediately. Then, the crystal ball placed on the table began to flicker slightly, and her figure also faded, but the contact was completely interrupted.
The moment before, she seemed to remember something again and suddenly said, "By the way, there is one more thing about my father."
Tirian hesitated slightly: "...you say."
"Father, he came to you this time...does he seem to be sane?"
"He is very sober and logical, even a little..." Tirian was obviously hesitant when he said this, but finally said it, "I'm not sure, but it's even kind of cordial."
"Ah, that's great."
…
Fanna ran into the cathedral in a hurry and saw Bishop Valentine waiting for her in front of the statue of the goddess. She quickly took a few steps forward and said, "Why is there another call so soon... This has never happened before.
This is the case.”
"I don't know, the bell ringing this time was directly controlled by the Cathedral of Storms, so it must not have been ringing for no reason," Valentin nodded to Fanna, turned around and said quickly while walking towards the corridor leading to the "Water-soaked Cave",
"It may be the same as last time. The list of anomalies and visions has changed directly, and the guardian of the mausoleum is sending out a summons."
Fanna followed the footsteps of the old bishop. When passing by the statue of the goddess, she stopped habitually and seemed to hesitate for a moment, but soon she bowed devoutly as before, then turned around and continued towards the entrance of the corridor.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the secret room at the end of the corridor, the water-soaked cave used to build the "spiritual passage".
The scene in the secret room remains the same as before. The simple walls made of stones are always wet. The fire pit in the center of the room is burning with illusory flames. The sound of fine water flow and cascading waves fill the surroundings, bringing a strange quiet atmosphere.
.
The door to the secret room is closed.
Vanna took a deep breath, stopped in front of the brazier, lowered her head and stared at the flames that burned blazingly without fuel.
She calmed down her mind little by little, allowing her spirituality to gradually synchronize with the guidance of the goddess. The jumping flame became an anchor to stabilize humanity, gradually filling her vision.
This was a familiar process, but this time, Fanna found it quite difficult.
She tried not to imagine the scene where the flames were suddenly tinged with a layer of green, or that Captain Duncan's eyes might be hidden behind the flames - she turned her head slightly to look at Bishop Valentine next to her, and saw the old man's eyes.
She had completely calmed down, her breathing had also eased, and she had obviously entered the gathering place before her.
Vanna had no choice but to retract her gaze, take a breath, and try to concentrate again to synchronize her spirituality with the guidance of the goddess.
Fortunately, this time she succeeded.
The illusory sea water surged up and gently wrapped her in it. Her senses were separated from the mortal body and reorganized in another dimension. Vanna was in a trance for a moment, and then she arrived at the mysterious ancient gathering place——
The first thing you see is the familiar boundless square, the broken ancient pillars standing around the square, and the vague human figures gathered between the pillars.
One of the phantoms quickly came over, it was Bishop Valentine: "Fanna, are you in trouble? This time it took a long time."
"I'm not focused enough." Fanna said casually, and then she noticed a striking figure standing on the edge of the square - that figure was solid and clear, completely different from the saints who only had blurry black shadows around them.
It can be clearly seen that she is a beautiful lady wearing a gorgeous gown.
Of course Fanna knew that figure.
"His Majesty the Pope has already arrived in person?" She was a little surprised, "Ah, I am really... late this time. It's not the right time."
"It's okay, you get used to being late a lot," Valentine said very freely, "His Majesty the Pope was already here when I got here. She might even be the first one to come. I guess she might have some
Please make special arrangements..."
Fanna listened a little absently. For some reason, she always felt that the solid and elegant figure seemed to be paying attention to this side, and this kind of gaze made her feel a little awkward, even...
nervous.
At this moment, Pope Helena suddenly turned her head.
She took a really serious look at Fanna, then a smile seemed to appear on her face and she nodded lightly.
Fanna was startled for a moment, and then she was about to return the favor when she was interrupted by a sudden low roar.
She followed the sound and saw that the stone floor in the center of the square was rising rapidly, and the fragmented ground was rippling like water. In a moment, a dull and simple palace made of pale boulders appeared in the sight of the saints.
The Tomb of the Unknown King appears.
The saints who were still chatting in low voices quickly fell silent, and a quiet and solemn atmosphere enveloped the square. Vanna also quickly gathered her thoughts, not paying attention to the gaze the Pope cast on her, but staring closely at that kind of
The pyramid-shaped main building of the ancient palace stares at its entrance.
The entrance door opened, and the extremely tall tombkeeper stepped out.
Wrapped in a shroud, half of its body was burnt, and half of its body was wrapped in shackles. Just like last time, this terrifying creature made of flesh and blood, steel restraints and death curses walked straight towards the saints gathered in the square.
Disciples.
Candidates have been chosen.
The next moment, he crossed every dark shadow in the square without hesitation and stopped directly in front of Fanna.
The tombkeeper lowered his head and stared calmly at the saint in front of him with one eye:
"You can enter the tomb."
He raised his hand, handed over the quill and parchment, and waited for Vanna's reaction.
Vanna was startled for a moment - almost all the saints were startled.
The tombkeeper chose the same saint to enter the tomb twice in a row!
This has never happened in thousands of years!
Of course, there are no clear "rules" that restrict the tombkeeper from selecting the same saint consecutively, but after so many years, the tombkeeper will always choose different saints to enter the tomb in two adjacent calls.
It has almost become a stipulated "rule". Even the saints who entered the tomb last time came to participate in the gathering this time, just to obey the order and ensure the integrity of the "listening" ceremony.
No one thought that Vanna would be selected again.
Fanna was stunned for several seconds, and the tombkeeper patiently stretched out his hand to wait. At this time, the feeling of being watched came again. Fanna subconsciously followed the feeling and looked, but she was met by the Pope's sea.
Linna's deep gaze.
Vanna's heart tightened, and she looked away with a guilty conscience. Then she noticed that the tombkeeper was still waiting - this terrifying-looking ancient guard lowered his head without joy, and took the parchment and quill.
He handed it forward a little.
"it's me again?"
Fanna asked subconsciously, but she felt a little regretful as soon as she asked it - how could the tombkeeper answer these irrelevant questions?
But then, she heard a hoarse and low voice coming from in front of her: "Yes, it's you again."
Fanna was suddenly a little surprised. She raised her head and glanced at the slightly ferocious face of the tombkeeper, and then reached out to take the parchment and quill.
The tombkeeper seemed to nodded slightly, straightened up and said:
"Please write down what you heard on it."
Fanna nodded subconsciously, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.
I always feel like...this tombkeeper seems to be a lot more polite?
(Tomorrow’s update time will be temporarily adjusted to 10 o’clock and 12 o’clock, only for one day tomorrow.)