The sound of machines running echoed in the factory facilities, roaring water flowed through the giant pipes, and the pungent smell of chemicals filled the air, which was nauseating to smell.
Agatha stood by the protective railing and glanced down at the buffer pool below. She saw the filthy liquid rolling and surging in the huge reservoir, with bubbles and strange-colored light coming out from time to time.
Nausea like the stomach acid of a giant beast.
A manager wearing a light brown coat with thinning hair stood behind the young gatekeeper, with a nervous look on his face and one hand subconsciously pulling on the button on his chest.
"The drainage around the North Oak Street area and Cemetery No. 4 is gathered here," the management staff reported carefully while paying attention to the gatekeeper's expression. "After receiving the order, we have cut off the surrounding drainage as soon as possible.
The pipelines were connected, and the alarm devices of each buffer pool were checked, and no signs of desecration and contamination were found..."
Agatha listened silently, and after a while she suddenly asked: "How is sewage usually treated?" Sto⑤②0.COM first website
"How to deal with it?" The manager was stunned for a moment and quickly answered, "First, use high-pressure steam to purify the possible blasphemous contamination in it - you know, those sewage have been in contact with humans and flowed in the dark pipes, so it is inevitable
It will become a carrier for something. After steam purification, there is sedimentation and filtration. What you see is the sedimentation tank. Then comes the second steam purification. After this purification, part of the water will be sent to the factory for recycling, and the other part?
????Discharge into the sea.”
Agatha nodded slightly, and then asked: "How long does it take for the sewage discharged from the north area of Oak Street to flow here?"
"It depends on the specific situation, but generally no more than two hours." The manager replied.
"How long does the sewage stay here?"
"The water in the sedimentation tank is replaced every seventy-two hours." The manager raised his hand and became increasingly nervous under the gatekeeper's questions. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but still answered accurately, "Purification and
There are strict regulations on the inspection process and it will not be shorter than this time."
Agatha nodded slightly, and at the same time quickly calculated in her mind the time of the "fake incident" in the house and the time of sewage treatment, and said thoughtfully: "In other words, if that thing can really
If it escaped through the drainage system, it should still be here now..."
"Your Excellency, gatekeeper," the manager wiped his forehead again, and finally couldn't help but asked out of curiosity, "What exactly happened? Is there pollution spreading through the sewage system?"
"...This situation cannot be ruled out," Agatha glanced at the manager, and then looked at the guards in black who were collecting samples and testing facilities not far away, "But based on the results of our testing so far,
, everything is normal here.”
"Yes," the manager showed a somewhat forced smile, "Every link here has alarm devices to detect possible blasphemy contamination. There are also three resident priests in the treatment center, and they will also test water samples every day...
…”
"Resident priest?" Agatha seemed to suddenly think of something and turned her head, "How many resident priests did you just say there are here?"
"Three??????Three," perhaps because Agatha's tone suddenly became a little scary, the manager stuttered subconsciously, "Is there any problem?"
"You can only have two chaplains here - there are strict regulations on the number of resident chaplains in municipal facilities at all levels. Where can you get the third one?"
The manager's expression was stunned for a moment, and then a layer of visible sweat appeared on his forehead, and a look of nervousness and fear appeared in his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Agatha immediately raised her cane and put it on the other person's shoulder, forcing the "fear" from his mind. At the same time, she said with a serious expression: "Listen, you must stay calm next - go and get all the people stationed there."
We have brought all the pastors here, just say that the gatekeeper needs to know more about the situation and don’t show other emotions, do you understand?”
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The manager's mood quickly calmed down, but there was still some tension left. He nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Ming... understand... I'll go right away."
Agatha nodded and put away her cane, but when the other party was about to leave, she remembered something and quickly said: "Wait, not just the resident priest - call everyone."
The manager turned around and was startled: "Everyone?"
"Everyone," Agatha repeated in a deep voice, and then asked worriedly, "Has anyone left this processing center since yesterday?"
"No!" the manager replied immediately. "When we received the order, it was exactly fifteen minutes before the shift change. All the people working here stayed."
"Very well, bring them all - just say it's a necessary inspection, be more relaxed and don't arouse suspicion, and go ahead."
The somewhat balding manager turned around and walked away quickly, calming down his emotions as he walked. Agatha stood motionless by the buffer pool until she watched the other person disappear behind a door not far away.
Only then did she raise her hand to signal to the surrounding guards who had noticed the movement.
The nearby guards in black immediately took action, arranging hidden runes in the open space around the buffer pool, sprinkling essential oils and crushed incense powder at intersections and pipes, and standing in specific positions, making still
Checking out what the facility looks like.
Agatha raised her cane while the guards were moving, and slowly drew a triangular outline with a side length of about two meters around the area where she was standing. Then she stood in the center of the triangle, holding her cane in both hands, and waited calmly.
With.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from the direction of the gate. The manager returned to the factory where the buffer pool was located, and a large group of people followed him.
Among them were three priests wearing robes of the Church of Death and wearing holy symbols.
A dozen processing center employees, led by the manager, came to Agatha, lined up in a loose line, and nervously greeted the "gatekeeper" in front of them. The three resident priests came from the side of the line.
Come and salute Agatha according to the etiquette and status of the clergy of the Church of Death.
Agatha ordered the three priests to stand apart, and then her eyes slowly swept across all the faces.
She sensed a sense of inconsistency.
Although she didn't see any suspicious expressions or actions, and although she didn't feel anything amiss, Bartok's blessing had allowed her to confirm the existence of a sense of disobedience - hidden in the breath of these people.
, hidden in their heartbeats, even in the shadows they cast on the ground.
Agatha blinked and confirmed again that everything she saw was normal, and she understood.
Sure enough, there is cognitive interference - and even when I, the "gatekeeper", am personally present, this cognitive interference still exists.
Is it just because you are brave? Or is it because you don’t understand the power of the gatekeeper? Or???… This kind of cognitive interference is not under control?
Agatha slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on the three priests.
Putting aside the dozen or so staff members, one of these three pastors must be fake—but which one is it?
"Reciting Bartók's name," Agatha said slowly, "let the Lord of Death gaze upon us and enable us to discern what is false in this world."
"In the name of Bartok, Lord of Death," a priest said immediately, "Would you like to watch us???
Then the second and third priests immediately spoke: "In the name of Bartok, the Lord of Death..."
Three voices sounded one after another, like echoes.
Agatha frowned.
Being able to recite the name of God shows that they are not "fake" made of mud, nor are they cultists with heretical beliefs. Otherwise, the violent conflict of beliefs will be enough to tear apart their sanity.
But how is this possible? All three priests are real?
Agatha's thoughts were flowing instantly, but her expression remained calm. She nodded to the three of them: "Next, I need to do some necessary tests, please understand."
As she said that, she reached out to her left eye and a vivid eyeball immediately jumped out of her eye socket and landed accurately in her hand.
Agatha held up this eyeball and "looked" at the three priests opposite.
The figure of the first priest came into her eyes. A skinny old man, wearing a linen robe. A chain as black as ink extended from under his ribs. The mysterious hound at the end of the chain was raising its head towards this side, and in his mouth
The filthy energy of blasphemy is rapidly gathering and taking shape!
heresy!
How dare you stand here so openly!
Gasha's expression changed slightly, but she had been prepared. The moment the Deep Hound opened its huge mouth, her figure had already moved aside. At the same time, the cane in her right hand had been raised, and there was a pale flame blazing at the end of the cane.
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However, just when she was about to ignite the heresy, another low and obscure sound of chanting a curse suddenly came from the side.
The eyeball in Agatha's left hand turned suddenly. The next second, she saw a young man with yellow hair and a high nose raising his hands to her. Behind him floated a gray creature that seemed to be condensed from mist.
Black planktonic jellyfish.
That's the second "priest".
A feeling of dizziness hit her. Just as Agatha was about to stabilize her body, she heard the third spell reciting.
A pale woman raised her hand towards this side from the edge of her field of vision. Next to the woman was a cat made of bones and fog.
That's the third priest.
All pastors are fake.
Roars and sounds of fighting came from all directions.
The moment the three Annihilation Cultists launched an attack, the surrounding defenders reacted and tried to support them. However, they also encountered their own enemies.
The dozen or so "staff members" brought by the management had a fierce fight with the nearby guards in black.
In the corner of Agatha's eye, she could see the bodies of those "staff members" cracking open and producing sticky filth like mud after being hit.
Only the thin-haired manager ran to a nearby pipeline and screamed helplessly and horrified.
The entire sewage treatment center?...There is only one "human being".