An approaching breath suddenly interrupted the current topic.
Agatha immediately withdrew her finger from touching the mirror: "Someone is here, the attendant."
"Understood, I won't scare him," the voice in the mirror came directly into her mind, "I'm right next to you. When you search carefully, you will find me."
Agatha nodded, but just before "she" in the mirror left, she seemed to suddenly think of something and subconsciously said: "Are you... cold over there?"
"...It's not cold anymore."
The voice dissipated in my mind, and the feeling of being watched gradually faded away. The other Agatha reflected in the mirror returned to its normal mirror image - her eyes were covered with black cloth, and she was wearing the robe of a priestess.
Stand quietly in front of the mirror.
Agatha hesitated for a moment, then tentatively stretched out her hand towards the mirror, and all she touched was the cold glass - it even made people doubt that everything that just happened was really just an illusion.
Almost at the same time, she heard footsteps coming to the door, and at the same time there was a gentle knock on the door: "Archbishop, are you in?"
The old subordinates among the guards still habitually call her "gatekeeper", while the civil priests in the church have begun to call her "archbishop".
Agatha adjusted her expression and turned around calmly: "I'm here, come in."
The door opened, and a high-ranking church attendant wearing a gray short robe appeared at the door, saluting Agatha: "Archbishop, there is an emergency from the city hall, please go to Southport immediately - General Tirian has already
It’s waiting for you there.”
"City Hall? Want me to go to Nangang?" Agatha frowned subconsciously, feeling that the news was a bit unusual, "Can you explain what it is?"
"No, it is said to be an emergency and not suitable for spreading," the senior attendant said with some hesitation, "but... General Tirian sent a message. He said... 'The master of the fire may be interested.'"
The expression on Agatha's face changed slightly instantly.
"I understand. Go prepare the car. I'll leave immediately."
Not long after, Agatha was on the steam train heading to Southport. Considering the message from Tirian, she went alone without any entourage.
On the way to the port area, her mind was filled with endless speculations.
What happened? What would make that "General Tirian" react like this? In the previous war, Southport was once occupied by fake monsters, and the cleanup work is still in progress... Could it be that they found it among the ruins?
What? Is it a sacrilegious relic left by the Annihilation Cult, or a suspicious "sample" left after the counterfeit monster has subsided?
Regardless of the possibility, General Tirian should not have such a reaction.
With these thoughts that were so complicated that they were a little irritating, Agatha quickly passed through the deserted and empty streets due to the state of martial law, passed through checkpoints and checkpoints, and arrived at the southern port area, which was still under complete blockade.
.
Soldiers from the city-state guard guarded all intersections, and heavily armed church guards were patrolling, inspecting, and demarcating contaminated areas awaiting treatment among severely damaged buildings. Priests were collecting samples in those contaminated areas, and occasionally
You can see college students wearing heavy protective equipment walking between buildings under the leadership of their instructors - they are civil engineering students, and they came today to check the status of important port facilities and prepare for subsequent repairs.
The car parked in an open space on the edge of the security zone, and Agatha, led by two soldiers, passed through a busy "work site" and walked towards a rather remote direction in the port area.
They finally stopped in front of a large building that looked like a warehouse.
"We can only send you here," the two soldiers leading the way turned around and said to Agatha slightly apologetically, "We don't know what the specific situation will be next - the general will explain it to you."
under?
Agatha noticed this statement keenly, but she didn't ask anything. She just nodded gently to the two soldiers and thanked them, then walked towards the warehouse that seemed to have been sealed for a long time and still had traces of war on the outside.
Go.
The people guarding the warehouse door are not soldiers from the city-state guard, but a team of undead sailors.
In Agatha's eyes, the living were clear figures that were warm and exuding faint light, while the undead were empty and pale bodies, with smoke reminiscent of ashes rising from their blurry silhouettes - upon noticing
After the entire warehouse was guarded by undead, Agatha further realized that the situation here was anything but ordinary.
Because General Tirian obviously trusts his undead army more than the city-state guards.
"Madam," an undead man guarding the door came over. His upper body and lower body had been separated, and nearly a quarter of his torso was missing in the middle. There were only some messy floating strips of cloth connecting the two halves of the body.
Wearing a new coat symbolizing the Frost Soldiers, but with an armband representing the Queen's Guards on the sleeve of the coat - this undead sailor came to Agatha, even though he looked terrifying, he still did it
An extremely standard military salute, "After entering, someone will take you to the elevator. The general is already waiting for you in the underground facility."
Agatha nodded. She was already sure that unless she arrived at the scene, no one would tell her what was under the ground.
After entering the warehouse, she met another team of undead sailors who were escorting her, and under the leadership of the other party, she found the elevator that was hidden in the corner of the warehouse and seemed to be "digged" from behind a large pile of camouflaged wall panels.
.
Then she took the elevator and followed the iron cage all the way down. It took her a few minutes to reach an underground facility that was buried deep underground and had never appeared in any official records.
Stepping out of the car, in the dim and chaotic vision, she "saw" an open hall. The "mud" left after the invasion of counterfeit goods subsided could be seen everywhere in the hall. There were undead sailors cleaning those things, and a tall man
The figure stood at the end of the hall, guarding in front of a door.
That is General Tirian, the new Archon of the Frost Cities.
Agatha stepped towards the figure.
"Oh, Ms. Agatha, you are finally here," Tirian greeted proactively, "I thought you would come here directly from the central area of the upper city with a gust of wind like the rumors..."
"I'm used to using Gray Wind to travel - but it's not like I have to run here even though I'm halfway across the city," Agatha said casually, then she raised her head and her eyes fell on the gate behind Tirian, "Here
What is going on? Underground in Nangang...why is there such a facility?"
"You are surprised, everyone is surprised - this facility does not exist in any official records. If it were not for cleaning up the ruins here, we really wouldn't be able to find it." Tirian shook his head, "Guess,
What did we find in this large, hidden facility?"
"Stop being so pretentious, General," Agatha sighed, and a green firelight flashed across her eyes covered by black cloth, "There are no outsiders here."
Tirian smiled, then his expression finally turned serious, and he turned slightly to the side: "You can see for yourself, it's just behind this door."
Agatha turned her "eyes" and looked at the door.
Blood stains can still be seen vaguely on the door, as well as craters and dents left during the battle. Obviously, during the previous Frost Defense Battle, an unknown incident occurred deep in this unknown facility.
fighting.
However, now, both the invaders and the guardians have disappeared from that battle.
She stretched out her hand and pushed the heavy door open little by little with a little force.
The door's locking device has been destroyed, and the thick alloy door leaves recede to both sides with a creaking sound. A more spacious space illuminated by gas lamps and electric lights appears in Agatha's perception.
The smell of salty seawater also penetrated her nostrils.
She stood at the entrance of the hall, staring blankly at the huge machine in the field of vision that was fixed between solid beams and shaped like an ellipsoidal dome.
And diagonally below this huge machine, at the end of a long slide, is the source of the sea water breath - it is obviously a waterway, and the other end leads directly to the sea.
After standing in shock for a long time, Agatha broke the silence: "This is..."
"It's a deep submersible, ma'am," Tirian breathed out softly, with an indescribable complex emotion in his tone, "It's based on the blueprint of the last generation of deep submersibles, using many newer technologies.
It's much more advanced than what we used back then..."
The suspicion in her mind was confirmed. Agatha couldn't help but take a breath, and then turned her head suddenly: "Who built this?"
"It may be Archon Winston, or it may be the previous Archons - we did not find detailed construction and approval records, so we cannot confirm who issued the initial construction order," Tirian
He slowly said, "Based on the small amount of information found so far, this facility was operating secretly until at least two months ago."