Noticing the seriousness in Duncan's words, Vanna subconsciously had many associations and speculations in her mind - but the next second, she controlled her thoughts abruptly, and solemnly spoke with Maurice.
nod.
Controlling your curiosity is the basic rule for surviving in this world.
After confirming that Morris and Vanna had realized the seriousness of this matter, Duncan exhaled, and then nodded to Alice beside him: "Please clean up the pile of things on the table - don't pour them into the sea, just burn them
Lose."
"good!"
Watching Alice clean up the mess on the table with her hands and feet, Duncan sat back on the chair, but his mind was still recalling the scenes he had seen in that strange dark space before, and thinking about what had happened in those "conversations"
Information disclosed.
At the same time, he was also thinking about how to establish contact with that dark space again.
The manuscript cannot bear the impact of the "truth"... So where will the original of this "book of blasphemy" be? If the original is obtained, can a stable connection with that strange dark space be established?
Or...are there other extraordinary items that can achieve similar effects?
Duncan recalled his experience of falling into a dream on the Lost Home before, and then mistakenly entered another Lost Home in the subspace - behind the captain's cabin door of the other Lost Home was the strange dark space.
.
So he boldly guessed: "Dark Space" itself should be a "place" that actually exists in subspace, and establishing contact with it requires certain media and skills. The "manuscripts" brought by Morris helped him establish
This connection, but... it is not necessarily the only "medium" available. If a way can be found to go to "another Homeless Ship" again, it may be possible.
The solution... subspace?
Duncan frowned and immediately restrained his thoughts in this direction.
Because he couldn't be sure whether this thought was his own, or whether it was "released" to him from the subspace.
But one thing is very clear.
He needs more "samples" - whether it's the Sun Cult's golden mask, the Annihilation Cult's book of blasphemy, or anything in the hands of the Evangelist, these will all help him understand this.
The truth about the world.
Thinking of this, Duncan immediately raised his head and looked at Morris and Vanna opposite: "Do you know where to get more similar items? I mean something like this 'Book of Blasphemy', which cultists use
Items used to hold major ceremonies and preach."
"You want more?" Morris was startled, then thought about it seriously and shook his head, "This... I'm afraid it's difficult. Although the Orthodox Church and city-state authorities often seize some cult items, usually
, these items will be destroyed after necessary identification and research, regardless of their high specificity and item value."
Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Destroy it directly? No samples left?"
"No samples, only information," was answered by Fanna. In the relevant field, this inquisitor lady was obviously more professional than Morris. "There are some extremely dangerous things that will not even retain information, only retain
Some descriptive texts that have been 'translated' and 'security-modified' are also kept in special archives, or even only in the memory of some 'secret keepers'."
Speaking of this, she paused and further explained: "Because truly powerful cult items are basically equally dangerous and polluting. In addition, they point directly to heretical gods. This danger and pollution will increase over time."
As time goes by and gradually intensify, we often cannot predict how much harm they can cause, so the safest way is not to retain samples. And..."
"And people's hearts are unpredictable, not to mention that no matter how strong a defender is, there are times when his weaknesses are exposed." Morris saw Vanna's hesitation, so he took the initiative to take over the conversation, "Guards guarding profane objects will be bewitched, and things will happen subtly.
Changes, sometimes even they themselves did not know that they had fallen - in 1666, a saint in the Moco city-state conversed with a forbidden book he was guarding in a hallucination, causing the book to be activated, and finally led to the death of dozens of people
After the tragic death, the city-states no longer kept samples of the confiscated heretical items."
Fanna sighed: "In some sense, heretical items are more dangerous than 'abnormalities' - because no matter how high the abnormality is, as long as you master the sealing rules, you can control and even use them. Heretic items...
…Sometimes even they don’t know what’s going to come out of there.”
"Okay," Duncan rubbed his forehead, "It seems that we can't hope to get samples from the city-state... we have to find wild cultists and kill them on the spot."
Listening to the captain's words, Fanna subconsciously twitched the corner of her mouth, and then hesitated: "If... you are really interested, I can find a way to borrow some materials from the cathedral. Although the corresponding items have been destroyed, but
There is still safety research information out there.”
"...If you can, please help me find some information." Duncan nodded and said.
However, he felt that these information would not be of much help to him - because what he wanted was not the information, he wanted to find a suitable "medium" from those heretical items.
The book of blasphemy just now has proved one thing: the same extraordinary object may have different "attitudes" in his eyes and in the eyes of ordinary people. The knowledge recorded by the scholars of the Zhengshen Church does not matter to him.
Most of the words are of no use.
But no matter what, it never hurts to increase some knowledge in the supernatural field.
At this moment, a loud noise coming from the captain's room suddenly interrupted the communication between Duncan and Vanna.
It sounded like Shirley and Agou were making noisy noises.
Duncan frowned: "Open the door."
Alice immediately ran over and opened the door to the captain's cabin, and then she saw Shirley and Agou running to the door: "Hey, don't make a scene on the ship..."
"Hey, I know, I know, but there is something important!" Shirley shouted at the door, her petite body squeezed in directly from Alice, "Captain, Captain! The dog is possessed! He said he saw it
Evil stuff!"
"Agou...is possessed?" Duncan's face suddenly twitched, and he looked at the deep hound being dragged in by Shirley in confusion, "It is a deep demon, how can it be possessed?"
Morris and Fanna next to them also had expressions on their faces like "Who are you from this evil thing?" However, Agou Gulu, who was dragged in, jumped up and looked really nervous and frightened: "Really, I
I saw that thing twice in a row! It suddenly came out of my mind while I was reading and stared at me directly at the conscious level..."
"While reading?" Duncan frowned upon hearing this, "What's all the fuss about? Isn't this often the case on the ship? When Nina was doing her homework, she made several braises a day..."
"It's not my fellow villagers!" Agou suddenly shook its huge dog head, looking a little anxious. "It's not a shadow from the spiritual world or any other evil spirit. It's something I've never seen before.
——That thing appeared directly in my consciousness, like a bunch of weird lights, with a big one in the middle, glowing red, and a small one around it, just like the starry sky between the spiritual world and the deep.
'Same, dots of light surround the red light source in the middle..."
Just in the middle of Ah Gou's babble, Morris suddenly took two steps forward: "What did you say? What did you see?!"
This was the first time Agou saw this elegant and calm old scholar react like this. He was startled and subconsciously shrank his neck: "Um... a big red luminous body, surrounded by a bunch of flashing lights.
light spot……"
Morris listened dumbfounded, and confirmed the details with Ah Gou several times before finally raising his head.
The old scholar's face was full of shock and confusion, as if the worldview he had built up for half a lifetime had suddenly been hammered into a hole, and he was speechless for a long time.
Fanna on the side had already reacted. The muscles on her face trembled twice, and she turned to Morris hesitantly: "That sounds...how does it sound a bit like..."
"The gaze of the God of Wisdom, Lachem..." Morris murmured to himself, and glanced down at Agou again, as if his eyes were looking at a rare antique that had just been unearthed from the ground. "You have been watched by the God of Wisdom.
Watching?”
The captain's cabin suddenly became quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, Agou raised his head blankly: "...What did you say?"
Duncan didn't care about Agou's reaction, but frowned and glanced at Morris: "Are you sure?"
"Unless Agou is lying, there is no other explanation," Morris said immediately. "It describes exactly the image formed in the mind of the 'blessed one' when the God of Wisdom descended his gaze. I have also seen it.
——Every believer who follows Lachem will be familiar with this."
Duncan fell silent.
After a long time, he looked at the deep demon lying on the floor in a circle.
"What were you doing when you saw that scene?"
"When I was doing my homework," Agou said honestly, "once it was geometry and once it was algebra."
Duncan: "..."
He didn't say anything, he just continued to look at Agou quietly, looking at the ugly and huge... dog head.