Duncan bent over and examined it.

It was indeed that nun—the one who had been talking to Duncan and Shirley not long ago and who was currently, theoretically, praying in the main hall.

But now she was lying here, dead near the entrance to the underground sanctuary, and she had been pressing her body against the door until the moment Duncan pushed it open.

It seemed that she was blocking something from invading the underground temple, but looking at her state before she fell, it seemed that she was fighting desperately against something in the underground temple, and closed the door before she died to prevent that thing from running out of the underground temple.

"It looks like... it just died..."

Shirley also bravely came over at this time. She poked her head behind Duncan and looked. After two or three seconds, she spoke cautiously.

"Yes, it looks like he just died not long ago, even..." Duncan said as he put his hand on the nun's arm, "It's even warm."

The corpse at the entrance of the underground church was still warm, and the blood on the scarred body had not yet dried. This even gave Duncan a feeling that the battle in the basement was still going on when he and Shirley just stepped into the church, and the nun was still alive at that time, even... until he and Shirley began to explore the church, the nun was still breathing.

But that's impossible.

This church has been abandoned for eleven years. The extraordinary vision that occurred in the city-state of Plande also happened eleven years ago. If this church is really a "key node" on the curtain, then everything here should have happened and ended eleven years ago. The nun who fought to the last moment in the underground temple...it is impossible that she died now.

Duncan stood up slowly with a serious expression and looked across the door.

The underground sanctuary of this community church was just as he imagined, just a spacious basement. There was no light in the sanctuary, even the eternal oil lamps and gas lamps that were supposed to be used to exorcise evil spirits had been extinguished. Only the little light that came in through the door illuminated the situation inside. In the dimness, a statue of the goddess could be vaguely seen standing quietly in the center of the basement. On both sides of the sanctuary were pillars with scripture curtains hung on them, as well as niches for storing holy vessels.

Duncan stepped over the nun's body and looked for signs of fighting in the basement. He saw dents on the walls and pillars, holes made by bullets, and traces of burns, which should be left over from the battle.

But the only thing he didn't find was the "enemy", the "invader" that the nun had desperately fought against before she died.

He turned his head and looked at the Deep Hound who was following behind Shirley, looking around cautiously with his head lowered. "Ah Dog, what can you see?"

"There are signs of severe distortion of space and time... It seems that there is no 'reality overlap' phenomenon like in the surface church, but in fact, the distortion of space and time is more serious than anywhere else," Agou said in a very serious tone. As the only extraordinary expert in the three-person team, his analysis was obviously much more organized than Duncan's blind guess. "In my eyes, the entire underground church is shrouded in a layer of mist. The wrong space and time has completely replaced reality, but... apart from the phenomenon of space and time distortion, I didn't find anything else."

"What about the 'invader' who attacked here?" Duncan frowned. "That nun can't be fighting wits and courage with the air here, right?"

"...There are no intruders," Agou sniffed - even though he didn't have a respiratory system, "there is no smell of living creatures, nor of dark demons or creatures from the spirit world."

It paused for a moment, then added, "Please trust my judgment on this. The Deep Hound is best at hunting. It is a basic ability for a predator to discern the scent of prey in the environment, unless..."

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Unless?"

Agou quickly looked around, as if he suddenly became very cautious. He lowered his voice and came to Duncan: "Unless something from the subspace escaped... I can't track that thing, but if it is really something from the subspace, you should be more familiar with it than me..."

When Duncan heard this, his face was expressionless: "Sorry, I'm really not familiar with you."

Ah Gou lowered his head quickly: "You...you said you are not familiar with it, then you are not familiar with it..."

Duncan thought about it for a moment. He knew that Agou definitely didn't believe him, but he really wasn't familiar with the subspace. On the other hand, Agou's words did remind him -

He recalled the crack he had seen in a flash when he was observing the statue of the Goddess in the main hall of the church, the chaotic light and shadow that leaked out of the crack, and the strange visions he had seen at the bottom of the Lost Homeland.

The subspace... Is it really something from the subspace that escaped?

"If it really is something that escaped from the warp..." Duncan frowned, as if talking to himself, "How could it break into the temple of the Storm Goddess? Shouldn't this be the place with the strongest defense? And judging from the traces at the scene, it doesn't seem like the invader broke in from the outside. It's more like the invader appeared directly in the temple and attacked outward..."

"I don't know about that," Agou shook his head. "The secrets of the four major churches are a blind spot in the knowledge of the Deep Demons, and the Subspace is a taboo recognized by the world. Even the Terror Demons will not pry into the secrets in this area. In fact, in my eyes, humans are a race crazier than demons in this field. They actually dare to study the Subspace, and nothing has happened in all these years..."

"Humans have always been a very courageous race," Duncan said casually, and then looked at Agou, "But I am a little surprised. The Deep Sea is closely adjacent to the Warp. You Deep Demons are more afraid of that place than humans? Isn't the Warp like your home?"

"Then people who live next to volcanoes don't drink magma because they like it," Ah Gou explained to the boss with his head down, "We live next to the subspace, so we know better than humans how terrible it is to fall into it."

Duncan thought for a moment and asked the question he hadn't asked last time: "...So you, like humans, are afraid of the Lost Homeland returning from the warp?"

Agou shrank his neck and looked at Duncan carefully, as if he was afraid that talking about this topic would accidentally anger the owner of the Lost Homeland in front of him. However, he did not dare to not continue the topic started by the big boss, so he could only honestly say: "Actually... if the Lost Homeland just returned from the subspace, it would not be so scary. The key is that the ship occasionally "fell" back from the real world during the initial period of time, just like it was shaking between two dimensions, constantly traveling back and forth between the subspace and the real world..."

Duncan had only asked casually, but he had not expected to hear such information. He immediately had an idea: "A shock wave between the real world and the subspace?"

"Yes, every time it directly penetrated the spirit world and the abyss, engulfing everything along the way, like a rampaging cannonball," Ah Gou said this with obvious lingering fear, "I can even remember a terrible scene until now, the ship fell from the upper layer like an ever-burning fire meteor, the flames engulfed screaming humans and twisted hulls, those blindly fighting abyss demons fled in terror, but in the blink of an eye they were swept into the flames by the huge force, and instantly merged with those humans into a weird and twisted mass, which was then torn into pieces and scattered into the bottom of the abyss...

"The Lost Homeland smashed through all dimensions and fell into the depths of the subspace, then emerged from underneath it two days later, and then... again."

As Agou spoke, he swallowed hard, and a rough friction sound and the sound of corrosive substances surging came from his throat.

"At that time, even some of the blind and dull Abyssal Demons stopped fighting for a short time. They just stared blankly at the direction of the spirit world every day. Fear even surpassed fighting and became their new instinct... and I was one of the people who was most deeply branded by fear at that time."

Duncan listened blankly, and finally said after a while: "Then... I understand why you have such a big psychological trauma."

Agou bravely looked up at Duncan and said, "You...don't you know this?"

Duncan almost couldn't hold back his expression - what the hell does he know! It wasn't him who did it! He has to take the blame for this old thing? !

But no matter how much he complained, he could only mutter a few words in his heart. In front of Agou, he could only keep a straight face: "...Maybe I didn't pay attention."

Agou: “…”

Seeing the Deep Hound's shocked look, Duncan sighed and added, "I'll be more careful next time."

His tone was sincere.

Agou was so moved that he dared not move.

Duncan himself fell into a brief moment of thought after this.

If what Agou said was true, then the Lost Homeland... had been completely out of control for a period of time? It was not simply returning from the subspace, but had been "vibrating" between the real world and the subspace for quite a long time? !