Chapter 467 The Secret Revealed by the Guard



The mausoleum guards were more polite than last time - almost respectful.

Fanna could clearly feel the change in the atmosphere around her and the puzzled looks from her colleagues, but she herself didn't know how to explain this strange change - even though she had some vague guesses in her mind, she couldn't say them out loud.

She could only lower her head and look at the parchment handed to her by the guard giant. After hesitating for two seconds, she reached out to take it and took a deep breath.

"I'll be back soon." She turned and said quickly to Bishop Valentine, then followed the giant guarding the tomb and walked towards the pale building not far away.

The heavy stone door slowly closed behind them, and the ancient and mysterious mausoleum was sealed again. The giant guarding the mausoleum did not disappear, but followed Vanna like a qualified guide, leading the latter to the deep tomb chamber. In the deep and long corridor, the monotonous footsteps made the surroundings even quieter.

Fanna silently recited the various taboos that she needed to pay attention to after entering Vision 004, and at the same time she was carefully paying attention to the actions of the tomb guard. She recalled the performance of the guard before she entered the tomb last time, and the thoughts in her mind could not stop surging.

Due to the limitations of Vision 004, she could no longer remember what happened after she last entered the tomb, but she still remembered that before she last entered the tomb, the guard's attitude had subtly changed - she didn't think too much about it at the time, but this time, all kinds of associations spread uncontrollably in her mind.

Just as Vanna's thoughts were fluctuating, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came into her ears - the giant guard broke the silence.

"What do you want to ask?"

Fanna was shocked—this silent and terrifying guard was actually actively talking to the "listener" who entered the mausoleum? !

She quickly filtered the information about Vision 004 in her mind again, and confirmed how to deal with the current situation amidst various taboos. Then she tried to calm herself down, and then she spoke while choosing her words: "You are very friendly to me, why?"

"Because you are a messenger," the mausoleum guard actually replied immediately, "Messengers are people who have transcended and ascended, and should be treated with courtesy."

"Messenger?" Vanna was stunned, as if she didn't understand. "What does this sentence mean? Does it mean that I am a saint of the storm goddess Gemona? But those people outside in the square are..."

"Queen Leviathan has no messengers. All her messengers died before the first long night," the mausoleum guard interrupted Vanna. There was almost no emotion in his voice. He was fearless even when talking about gods. "You are the messenger of the Fire Usurper."

Her heart suddenly tightened, her head buzzed, and her breathing subconsciously paused - Vanna stopped in shock. The answer she got from her casual question was far beyond her imagination. She felt as if a storm swept through her mind, and where the storm passed, her consciousness was filled with surging waves of conjecture, enlightenment, and cognition!

Queen Leviathan, she remembered this title - Captain Duncan had mentioned this name to her and Morris not long ago!

The Long Night - she also remembered this term. After reading the Book of Blasphemy, Mr. Morris mentioned that the term "Long Night" was used several times to describe the attempts of the "kings" in ancient times to create the world. She also remembered that there were three Long Nights in those heretical descriptions, and there were also three Long Nights in the Book of Genesis!

As for the Fire Usurper...

"The Fire Usurper... is it Captain Duncan?" Vanna's heart moved and she spoke subconsciously.

Inside Vision 004, one cannot casually talk about the owner of the tomb and the secrets inside the tomb, but the taboo does not mention whether one can talk about the outside world. Fanna mustered up the courage at this moment and asked the tomb guard in front of her, but there was an intuition reminding her that there would be no danger even if she asked the guard in front of her more questions.

However, this time the guard did not answer immediately. After several seconds of silence, he slowly turned his head and looked into Vanna's eyes.

"After you leave, you will still forget the secrets you learned here. There is no point in asking too much."

Fanna was stunned, and the burning curiosity in her heart seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water.

Yes, most of the information in Anomaly 004 cannot be taken outside. No matter how much you know here, you will still forget it after you go out.

Even if it is written on parchment, things that should not be revealed will still be torn off in the future.

She did not dare to ask the guard what the "forgetting mechanism" of Anomaly 004 was, because this was already pointing to a question about the mausoleum itself, and asking it would cause trouble.

She could only sigh, take a step forward with regret, and continue walking towards the deepest tomb chamber.

But at this moment, she heard the guard's voice again.

"The Fire Usurper's name is not Duncan."

Vanna opened her eyes slightly wide. She was not curious about why the mausoleum guard was suddenly willing to answer her question. Instead, she spoke subconsciously: "What about the Leviathan Queen? From what you said, it was the storm..."

The mausoleum guard suddenly stopped and interrupted Vanna's question with a deep voice: "We are here."

Fanna looked up and found that the deep and long corridor had reached the end at some point. The door leading to the central tomb chamber stood abruptly in front of her. The pale firelight was swaying in the tomb, as if urging her to go in quickly.

The next second, she realized: she could no longer ask questions.

Even with the strange and inexplicable identity of "envoy", the "courtesy" that the mausoleum guards can give him is limited - or in other words, the questions the guards themselves can answer are also limited.

I just don't know whether this "limitation" is that the number of questions is limited, or the scope of answers is limited - unfortunately, after I leave Vision 004, all my memories will be cleared, and I probably won't have the chance to verify this problem through repeated tests in the future.

Several chaotic thoughts flashed through Vanna's mind, but she finally let out a breath and thanked the guard in a low voice: "Thank you for your patience."

"Please come in, and I'll take you out afterwards - although you won't remember it."

Fanna nodded and walked into the tomb. As she stepped through the door of the tomb, the guard, who was wrapped in bandages and between life and death, disappeared silently in the corridor.

On the ancient and solemn throne, the headless and nameless king sat silently as if it had been eternal. A pale brazier burned calmly in the corner of the tomb, and the air was filled with a silent and solemn atmosphere.

Vanna came to the throne and saw a comfortable-looking chair with a backrest placed in the position reserved for the "listener", with a table in front of the chair.

There was a fruit plate and snacks on the table, and even a cup of steaming black tea.

Vanna: “…”

She controlled the changes in her expression and tried to sit calmly in the chair.

Although the listener could not bring the memories inside the mausoleum to the outside, she was sure that people who entered this tomb under normal circumstances would never have this treatment!

Because of the occasional messages that came along with the parchment that described the "listening" process, not a single one mentioned fruit plates and snacks!

However, after a brief moment of daze and desire to complain, Vanna quickly calmed down and her eyes became serious.

She looked around.

There was only pale, cold stone inside Vision 004. Theoretically, there was no place to store food, and there could be no facilities like a kitchen. The tomb guard might know how to make tea, but she really couldn't imagine the scene of the giant baking pastries.

She looked at the things on the table.

The fruit was fresh, the tea was steaming, and the dessert plates were exquisite silver-inlaid wooden plates with patterns... vaguely reminiscent of the style of a southern city-state, much like the specialties of an elven city-state like Breeze Harbor or South Harbor.

Vanna picked up a cookie and felt its residual heat.

Perhaps an hour ago, this thing was still in the oven of a pastry shop in a city-state.

So... these things were "brought" directly from a southern city-state by the mausoleum guard? Can he enter the real world directly as a physical body? Or... there are secret worshipers in the real world who accept the mausoleum guard's orders and "sacrifice" to Vision 004?

The fruits and the plates of snacks all looked like specialties from the south. That was the territory of the elves. The elves... this mysterious and long-lived race did retain many unique beliefs and customs. Some of these beliefs were completely different from the current Church of the Four Gods, and even formed their own system...

Is there any explanation for Vision 004 preserved in the ancient texts of the elves?

Fanna's mind was full of thoughts, and her professional habit made her start to get to the bottom of the "unusual" things she saw.

But her thoughts didn't last long.

A slight friction sound suddenly sounded in the tomb, interrupting Vanna's thoughts.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw the headless king slowly raising his arms, as if he was about to stand up from the throne—

Vanna opened her eyes.

The ancient and solemn pillars of the assembly hall came into view, chaotic and dim lights passed over the square, the soul projections of the saints were gathering from afar, and in the corner of the eye, the pale mysterious building was slowly sinking into the ground with bursts of roars.

Have you completed the task?

Fanna was a little confused. She shook her head and felt that her memory was still stuck at the moment when she followed the polite mausoleum guard into the gate. This feeling of memory interruption was not unfamiliar. After all, it was not the first time she entered Vision 004 as a "listener". But for some reason... this time she always felt that her memory was a little strange, as if...

Certain incongruous impressions still left a faint trace in her empty memory.

But soon, she no longer had time to study the sense of disharmony in her mind.

Fellow citizens have gathered, and the shadow of Bishop Valentine is among them. Not far away, one can see Her Holiness Pope Helena, who has arrived late, standing at the edge of the square, seemingly looking at this side quietly.

"Vanna," Valentine was the first to speak, "How do you feel? This is your third time entering the mausoleum. Are you affected?"

"I..." Vanna frowned, as if she wanted to confirm her mental state, but before she could feel anything in detail, she couldn't help but burp, "Burp——"

At the gathering place, the saints who had gathered with concern suddenly fell silent.

Even Bishop Valentine was stunned for a moment. The old priest who had watched Vanna grow up was stunned for a long time, and finally said, "Were you chewing stones in there?"


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