Chapter 187 Ritual Dream
In another room not far from the cell, Song Cheng subconsciously held his breath, looking at the picture displayed on the screen, as well as the many readings and filtered layer-by-layer analysis videos displayed on several other monitors next to the screen.
Baili Qing sat aside, watching the scenes calmly.
"Director, did you see it clearly just now?" Song Cheng turned his head slightly and glanced at Baili Qing, who had an expressionless face. "When that puppet attacked just now..."
"I saw it," Baili Qing said calmly, "some kind of 'thread' of unknown nature with real volume, which can act on both the body and the mind at the same time, but... it is different from the thread used by the Alice doll in my impression."
Song Cheng nodded seriously and focused his eyes back on the surveillance screen in front of him.
He did not feel surprised when Yu Sheng was "reasoning" with the cultist. He and Baili Qing did not react much when Yu Sheng and Hu Li cured the cultist three times and "criticized" him three times in a row. After all, a captain of an action team and a director of the Special Service Bureau were both accustomed to bloody battles. Although they had many duties and rules, it was common for them to kill cultists. Although Yu Sheng's "interrogation" style of beating without asking questions was a bit strange, it was not unacceptable to them.
But after Irene took action, things became a little different.
"The equipment just recorded a series of special energy spikes," said a middle-aged man in a technician's uniform who was sitting not far away, while paying attention to the changes in the data recorded by the equipment. "The waveform is very strange, and the characteristics do not match any of the 'powers' we have recorded, including the blessings bestowed by the ancient saints, or the spells mastered by those 'practitioners'."
As the technician spoke, he cut the waveform graph to the screen in front of Song Cheng and Baili Qing. They saw a series of violently oscillating curves appearing in the coordinate graph. Many parts of the curves even exceeded the limits of the coordinate axes. Another set of three-dimensional graphics appeared next to the coordinate axes, and the complex changing surfaces on them were dazzling.
"...many of the characteristic points are even beyond the detection range of the instrument." Baili Qing frowned gradually, and glanced at the puppet "Eileen" on the main monitoring screen. With a slightly solemn expression, he continued to ask, "Do you think it is a physical entity?"
"Unlike physical entities, the energy characteristics of physical entities are relatively simple and not so complicated, and there will be no such situation of breaking through monitoring."
Baili Qing hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "...Where is the Dark Angel?"
The technician's face instantly showed a look of astonishment and even horror, but after seeing the director's serious and calm expression, he swallowed his saliva and answered honestly without asking too much questions, "No, it doesn't look like it. At least it can't be found in the existing database. And to put it another way, if the power of the Dark Angel really entered the real world, then at this moment, there are at least a few people left alive on this floor."
Baili Qing didn't say anything, but just looked at the three figures on the surveillance camera with a serious look.
First, there was "Yu Sheng" who thought he was a human, then there was Hu Li who was most likely from "outside the world", and now there is the puppet "Erin" who is beyond the system's cognition... It turns out that there is no normal person in this "hotel".
"Continue recording," Baili Qing breathed a sigh of relief after a moment, "Then, these things recorded today will be classified as confidential."
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Yu Sheng followed the vision and walked slowly forward in the empty and abandoned warehouse.
He followed Irene's instructions and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible. He didn't look at irrelevant corners and didn't try to control his current "body".
The bald angel believer was "dreaming", walking in the memorable scene woven for him by Irene. He had temporarily forgotten the experience of being captured, but if he realized that there was someone hiding in his mind, he would probably wake up instantly.
With limited vision, Yu Sheng looked at the place carefully and listened to the movements around him.
I can hear car horns, but they are very far away. This place seems to be some distance away from the bustling urban area. I can see many stacked canned containers and pipes hanging from the steel frames above. On some metal cans, I can see danger signs covered with wear or dirt... A chemical warehouse?
There were no lights around, but there was sunlight pouring in from several windows high up. It should be early morning or late afternoon. Some corners of the warehouse looked particularly dark, but I didn't know if it was like this in reality, or if the cultists' memories had "blocked" these memories...
There were additional footsteps coming from nearby, which quickly attracted Yu Sheng's attention.
He saw that the perspective he was currently "parasitizing" was looking around cautiously, and then seemed to see a secret code on the surface of a metal can somewhere. The owner of the perspective seemed to feel relieved, and then walked around the huge metal can and entered a secret room from the passage at the end of the warehouse - there was a dim electric light on in the secret room, and there were some strangely shaped, lit candles on the ground, and several figures were standing around the candles, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Several figures?
...There are more "Angel Cultists" hiding in Jiecheng who worship a mysterious and dark angel than just the two people who were caught! Yu Sheng's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked at those figures, trying to distinguish their faces.
However, the next second, he discovered that everyone's face seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and even their entire bodies were obscured by a vague and distorted feeling. No matter how hard he tried, he could not see clearly.
A vague feeling of rejection suddenly came over Yu Sheng, and his heart tightened. He quickly stopped this kind of "gaze" that could easily expose his existence.
The faces and figures of the other members were hidden... Did they use some method to hide themselves in the real world to prevent one member from exposing others after being arrested? Or was it some kind of "protection mechanism" rooted in the subconscious that made the captured cultist take the initiative to "blur" his accomplices even in his most relaxed dreams? Yu Sheng thought calmly, while continuing to reduce his presence and observing the next move of these mysterious figures.
"You're late."
One of the blurry shadows seemed to turn around and look at the late member.
"It took a little longer to negotiate with that member of the Rare Items Association. I have to be cautious to prevent him from getting suspicious," the perspective that Yu Sheng was parasitizing answered. "He has just come into contact with the Lord's guidance and is not yet devout and firm enough. He is still wary of us."
Yu Sheng instantly focused his attention: they were talking about "Old Zheng"! "Well... is it going well?" another figure asked.
"Everything went well. The target has been looking for a way to fight against the 'fairy tale' over the years. His desire for this path exceeds everything else. Although I still have doubts, I believe he has recently been trying the spiritualism I left for him. The power of the Lord has already taken root in his mind, and 'conversion' is only a matter of time."
"...So, do we really want to accept such a 'convert'?" Another person said in the corner, "He is not a qualified vessel, he just happens to meet our needs at this stage. If he really converts to become a devout believer, coupled with his connection with the 'fairy tale', it may interfere with the Lord's coming process..."
"After the matter is settled, we will deal with it," said the person who spoke first, his tone indifferent. "It is a great honor for him to be able to provide some help for the Lord's coming. It is the Lord's grace to him to die with an innocent body. Moreover, if such a person with a status in a large organization is exposed, it will be a big trouble. He can't stay for too long."
The other figures immediately nodded in approval.
This is how the matter is settled.
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Then, Yu Sheng suddenly felt the scene in front of him shake, and the environment in the dream changed again -
It was still in the management room of the old warehouse, but the swaying black shadows had changed their positions at some point, as if they were arranged around the candles in a specific orientation. A black shadow stepped forward and added some kind of spice to the flames of the candles, and then the figures bent down and cooperated with each other to smear blood on the ground.
They chanted obscure spells and prayed devoutly. The candlelight flickered, and along with the prayers, it gradually swayed to a unified frequency. The spices were filled with strange colors in the firelight, and smoke rose up, surrounding the shadows like some kind of solid curtain. They drank the suspicious liquid and began to chant in unison -
“We pray that you will be free soon;
“We pray to you that you will wake up soon;
“We pray that you will come soon.
"We chant your name so that you can find the way to wake up in this chanting. We chant your name as you heard it when you set out from the endless road.
“An-Ka-Ai-La—Mother and Cradle, Hope and Future!
"Protector! Comforter! First and last caretaker! Chanter! Soother! Feeder of infants and children! "An-Ka-Ai-La!
"You and those you protect will eventually break free of that shell - the kingdom prepared for your coming will soon open up..."
The believers prayed in unison, as if controlled by the same mind, and kept repeating a word with a strange pronunciation. As this bizarre and disturbing ceremony continued, Yu Sheng saw a hole quietly appear in the roof, and a horrible and ugly tentacle poked out of the hole, making a headache-inducing noise and a hissing friction sound.
The believers were instantly caught up in a kind of frenzy. Even though their faces could not be seen clearly, that kind of joy seemed to solidify into a entity, filling the entire sacrificial site.
However, just as the tentacle was about to touch the believers and bring down a new "blessing", the burning candles on the floor suddenly made crackling sounds - it seemed that too many impurities caused the explosion, and the originally neatly shaking flames lost control. The curtain formed by the rising smoke and symbolizing a certain "boundary" was suddenly torn and disappeared.
The tentacle let out a shrill whistle and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.
(End of this chapter)
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