Chapter 357 of the text volume. The contents on the fake paper have no beginning and no end, as if they contain some specious metaphors. A closer look only makes people feel weird, even for a well-read scholar like Morris.
, I read those words over and over again several times, but couldn't find any clues.
What are the Forsaken Kings? What are the Forsaken Clan? What are the people in the ashes and those mentioned repeatedly in those passages?
Duncan frowned tightly and glanced at the ink stains that were soaked in water and slightly smudged. Some of the words recorded on them made him vaguely associate, but it was difficult to form a coherent train of thought. He only vaguely felt that this
It seems that it is not simply crazy talk, but the paragraphs that look like religious records seem to be talking about something related to today's situation.
Or maybe it was something before the Deep Sea Age.
Vanna suddenly raised her head and looked at Nemo standing aside.
Nemo knelt down to identify it, nodded firmly and said,
Fanna asked again,
"It's interesting that devout Orthodox believers have never been exposed to other spiritual guidance other than orthodox belief," Vanna looked at the paper in Morris's hand, curled her fingers and put her chin in thought,
Duncan didn't speak. He had been thinking silently, and then he suddenly realized: "So, he might have copied this thing from somewhere.
Nemo was stunned for a moment, and then he responded, "You mean, the crow may have wandered into a certain place by mistake, and the things on this paper are the 'clues' he copied down there?
Fanna slowly stood up, clasped her hands on her chest, and said in thought that she must be a completely unfamiliar person, and the environment may be quite strange, so that the person involved cannot judge where she is in a short time, and can only rush
Recording what he saw in front of him serves as a clue. On the other hand, he may have been discovered and killed shortly after transcribing, so he did not have time to explore the surroundings - otherwise he would have the opportunity to record more characteristic information to come.
Describe the environment you see."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and glanced at the drowned body again, frowning slightly.
Nemo raised his head and looked around.
In the dry sewer corridor, no traces of dragging bodies could be seen.
Nemo nodded, "This corridor leads to the uptown area, but there is a section in the middle where the lighting is unstable and is occasionally blocked by
It is shrouded in darkness. Although short-term darkness will not be a big problem, some not-so-good things may still appear, so you need to patrol frequently to discover the shadows that have just emerged in time."
Duncan nodded,
No one objected.
The group of people bid farewell to the crow's body for the time being and prepared to explore deeper into the sewer corridor. Before passing the young man's body, Nemo and the old ghost lowered their heads in unison.
Nemo said.
The old ghost bent down, took out a triangular amulet from somewhere, and stuffed it into the crow's chest:
Duncan watched this scene silently, waiting for Nemo and the old ghost to finish saying goodbye before turning around and leading the team forward.
On the way, Fanna suddenly said, "That young man will not die inexplicably.
Nemo whispered. He was obviously in a bad mood, and his depression and loss lingered.
Morris also broke the silence and asked softly.
The old ghost mumbled, his voice seemed to be filled with anger,
The old man stopped suddenly, as if he was stuck, and then shook his head in a depressed mood:
The atmosphere in the team was extremely gloomy. Even Alice, who had always been slow, felt the depressing atmosphere. She looked up and looked around in confusion, and finally came to the old ghost hesitantly, as if she wanted to comfort the old man:
The old ghost raised his head, looked at Alice wearing a wig and veil, and was stunned for a moment, then sniffed hard:
Alice looked at the old man in front of her at a loss.
But soon, her embarrassment was broken - the team suddenly stopped.
The corridor ahead was shrouded in dim light. Two gas lamps that seemed to be malfunctioning were embedded in the wall. The barely emitted light could hardly completely dispel the darkness in the depths. Vanna raised her head and stared at the ground at the junction of light and darkness.
His expression became more and more serious.
"Over there...there's a person lying upside down.
She said in a low voice.
A slightly thin figure fell beside the aqueduct at the edge of the corridor, motionless. The gas lamp, which was dim due to poor airflow, gave off a little glow, illuminating the familiar blue thick coat.
The group of people came to the body that fell to the ground, and after seeing the other person's face, Duncan was not surprised at all - it was a crow.
However, unlike Duncan and the others, who had already expected it, Nemo and the old ghost were only shocked and even a little bit frightened when they saw that face.
Nemo's voice was trembling slightly. He stared at the person lying on the ground in stunned silence, and subconsciously took a half step back, "What...how is this?"
Duncan calmly interrupted Nemo's exclamation. From the first glance, he confirmed that the body in front of him was a fake - because around here, there had begun to appear...
A small amount of black viscous material appeared, obviously its disintegration process had begun.
There seems to be a difference between fakes. Although they are all made of the same material, some fakes can remain active in the city-state for ten days and a half, while others disintegrate when they are transported to the cemetery.
This one...it seems to disintegrate faster.
From the time the crow disappeared until now, it has only been a few hours.
Duncan was thinking rapidly in his mind--
If the crow really strayed into a dangerous and strange place - such as the lair of the Annihilation Cult - and copied the suspicious copy there, then the copying against him... should also have started there.
And now, his clone lies in this area, where he often patrols.