In the darkness, the statue of the storm goddess Gemona still stood quietly in the center of the underground temple, her face covered with veil, overlooking the world.

Of course, if we follow the strict doctrine, the "goddess" in the underground temple is the other side of Gemona, and should be called the "Girl of the Quiet Sea".

Duncan stared at the cold stone sculpture, and he was sure that he had just heard a voice, a whisper like a murmur in a dream, coming from the stone statue.

However, Shirley and Agou, who were nearby, had no reaction so far - it was obvious that he was the only one who heard the sound.

"Mr. Duncan?" Shirley also noticed Duncan's strange behavior at this time. She opened her eyes wide with a little nervousness and stuck close to Agou involuntarily, "Did you find anything?"

"Did you hear any sound just now?" Duncan extinguished the flame on his fingertips and asked in a low voice while cautiously approaching and observing the statue of the Quiet Sea Girl.

"Noise?" Shirley and Agou looked at each other and shook their heads, "No."

The statue showed no reaction to Duncan's approach again, and no more sound was heard.

Duncan felt that he might have been a little reckless this time.

He only felt that the connection between the Goddess of Storms and the church had been cut off. When he summoned Agou and burned down the door of the church before, no strange phenomena were caused. So he gradually relaxed his hands and feet when exploring. However, he did not expect that after his flame burned down, it actually attracted the attention of the "god" - if the question just now really came from Gemona.

He reflected on this a little in his mind and decided to be more cautious next time.

While reflecting on himself, a question suddenly popped up in his mind:

Looking at the situation of this church, before Shirley and I came here, this place was obviously completely abandoned and forgotten, and the connection between the storm goddess Gemona and this place was obviously blocked. Logically, my flames were also the "invasion force" in this church. After the flames burned, the erosion and shielding of this church would only be more serious than before, just like lighting another fire on the ruins that were already severely burned, but how...

After I set the fire, the connection between the Storm Goddess and this place was temporarily strengthened?!

Wasn't he an intruder? Shouldn't his flames be very destructive to the power of the gods with the attribute of order? Why did he burn the goddess' spirit?

The more Duncan thought about it, the more confused he became, but he didn't dwell on it for too long.

After all, he couldn't be sure whether the vague whisper just now was Gemona's voice. He was just making a random guess based on this conjecture. The most urgent task at hand... was to think about how to deal with this abnormal church next.

There was no follow-up to the whisper. Duncan didn't know what a goddess was usually busy with, but she didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to watch this place. The rest of the underground temple still maintained its original appearance. The fire he released did not unveil any "curtain" like the time in the abandoned factory.

He could no longer sense the situation on the other side of the "curtain". The flame he had left in the split body of the umbrella-holding monster was still nowhere to be seen. He could only be sure that the flame was still burning and had even begun to spread, but he could not touch the "dimension" where the flame was.

This church is indeed an important node on the curtain, but with the strength of him and Shirley alone, it seems difficult to pry this place open.

And given the current condition of his body, coupled with the distance between the Lost Homeland and the Plande City-State, it would be difficult for him to mobilize a larger scale of flames, and it would be difficult for him to make a bigger noise here.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Duncan had a vague idea in his mind.

It's time to be "Citizen Concern Mr. Duncan" again.

This church has been hidden until today. Some inexplicable force has been preventing outsiders from prying into this place. What if... he forcibly lifts the lid?

He was very curious about how the Deep Sea Church of the Plande City-State would react to this, and even more curious about what the Storm Goddess would do - since he couldn't open the curtain here himself, he might as well make this place a big news.

Of course, it might not be a good idea to find a few patrolling night watchmen to report it this time. That might kill the first batch of investigators who came in. How to use a reliable and effective method to make this a big news... I still have to think about it seriously.

While thinking, Duncan unconsciously revealed a smile on his face. This was the smile of a man who was planning a big fun. However, this smile scared Shirley and Agou next to him, especially the latter, who tucked his tail between his legs on the spot: "Mr. Dun...Mr. Dun...Duncan, do you have any plans?"

Duncan waved his hand when he heard it: "Nothing, I just want to do my part to maintain the order of the city-state."

Ah Gou grumbled in his throat, thinking that even if he told these words to those crazy demons in the deep sea, no one would believe it. The expression on the boss's face just now was clearly the smile of a subspace invader who finally figured out what a subspace invasion was and was ready to carry out one...

"Well, there's nothing to see here anymore," Duncan said without paying attention to Shirley and Agou's reactions. He just turned back to glance at the statue of Gemona, gave her a meaningful look, and then turned to walk towards the exit. "It's not advisable to stay here for long."

The group quickly walked towards the exit, but before leaving, Shirley couldn't help but stop and said, "Mr. Duncan, what should we do with this dead nun?"

Duncan also stopped and stared quietly at the lady who had fought and died.

She was still very young, so young that it was a pity that she was not a church defender who specialized in fighting, but she died in the darkness of this underground temple with a sword in her hand.

Duncan suddenly realized a problem.

Nun... Why is it that a nun is guarding the temple? Normally, shouldn't there be a team of specially trained guards stationed here?

He recalled what he had seen earlier in the main hall.

That team of guards seemed to have died in the main hall of the church... and according to what he saw in that scene of "superimposed reality", those guards did not die in battle, but it seemed that they all suddenly died while sitting on the bench praying.

The guard who was supposed to be stationed in the underground church suddenly died in the main hall of the church, without any trace of battle. The nun who was supposed to stay in the main hall died alone in the church. The invader was suspected to be from the subspace, and no trace was left after the battle. The church was sealed and forgotten after that, and some kind of "remnant" of the nun returned to the main hall, continuing to pray day after day...

Duncan's attention returned to reality. He stared at the nun quietly for a few seconds and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't bury you. You stay here first. Maybe someone will come and find out the truth of that year."

In this matter, it is really necessary to seek help from "professionals".

Duncan stood up and walked towards the exit to the main hall. Shirley couldn't help but ask from behind: "Ah, are we just going to leave her here?"

"This is called preserving the scene," Duncan said without looking back. "Let's go. The investigation here is not over yet, but we don't need to do it ourselves next time."

Shirley said "oh" as if she understood something, and followed Duncan with Agou. They left the underground sanctuary and walked towards the stairs leading to the main hall in front.

There was a slight knocking sound from behind them.

Duncan suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction where the sound came from.

A dark wooden door stood at the entrance of the main hall. The door was slightly ajar and was reinforced with steel and rivets. Sacred rune patterns could be vaguely seen on the door.

Shirley looked back and her eyes slowly widened in horror.

Then she turned around and saw Duncan with a stern face, his expression as deep as water.

"Door...door..." Shirley raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the door. She opened her mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

"I saw it." Duncan interrupted Shirley, then walked back to the door of the church. He glanced at the dark door and reached out to push it gently.

The door wasn't locked, but if I continued pushing I felt resistance.

There was someone blocking the door from behind.

He withdrew his hand, thought quietly for a few seconds, and resisted the urge to light another fire to burn the door open.

He already knew what would happen inside after he opened the door, but the overly strange phenomena here made him give up the idea of ​​trying again and again with rough methods.

"The distorted space and time...it is really distorted to a certain extent."

At the same time, in the Deep Sea Cathedral in the upper city, Vanna, with a calm face, finished her daily prayers. After arranging today's work for her subordinates, she dismissed her followers and came alone to the depths of this magnificent and sacred building.

This is the archive of the cathedral. Under the watchful eye of the goddess, this archive records all those records involving the supernatural that are not suitable for public disclosure.

In a sense, this place stores the history of the city-state of Plande and the church's "memory" of this land.