Chapter 357 A Record

Chapter 357 A Record

The delay in the return of the personnel who were supposed to finish their inspection and return to the stronghold made Nemo feel a hint of uneasiness.

“Let’s go together,” Duncan took the initiative to speak up, it so happens that he also wants to take a walk in this abandoned and mysterious “second waterway”, to see if there are some secrets hidden in the ancient legacy left behind by the Queen of Frost, “more people One more person to take care of.”

Nemo looked at the “Legendary Captain”, who had a big body and brought heavy pressure from time to time, with some surprise.

Frankly speaking, until now he still had a kind of cloudy feeling of inaccuracy – the legendary “Captain Duncan” returned from subspace, this matter he did hear about, after all, not long ago the Sea Mist ship also because of this matter specifically out of the “long trip”. “After all, not long ago the Sea Mist had made a special trip because of this incident, but Captain Duncan standing directly in front of him was another level of horror, belonging to the level that if he ran to the cemetery and said to his deceased grandfather, the old man would jump out of the coffin and tell him to shut up – but it really happened.

However, after a short contact, he realized that this “Captain Duncan” is not as scary as the legend.

He was reasonable, conversational, polite – and was accompanied by several “assistants”, none of whom looked like puppets controlled by some evil magic.

Now, he even offered to help.

Nemo was a bit confused for a moment, but soon he nodded – the late raven was more important than analyzing the temperament of his boss’s father.

“I’ll follow,” the old man’s voice came back, and the old man went to a nearby shelf, rummaged through the pile of “junk”, found a safety lamp and a crowbar that could be hung on his chest, and found a rope on another shelf, and hung it on his body. and hanging a rope from another shelf, he stepped toward the door, “No one knows the route down here better than I do-if the kid really did get lost at one of the forks in the road, you’re going to need the wisdom of an old man.”

Apparently the sometimes confused, sometimes understanding old man was in good shape again at the moment.

Duncan said nothing, but motioned for Nemo to lead the way, and the group left the keeper’s hut, crossed the wide “crossroads” again, and began to follow a branch of the sewers that ran northward in search of Nemo’s long-delayed subordinate.

And as he crossed the intersection and penetrated deeper and deeper into the Second Waterway, Duncan realized what a massive undertaking this was – and how powerful the city-state had become under the Frost Queen’s rule fifty years ago.

As far as the eye could see, the walls were solid, the corridors soaring, the so-called “sewers” almost like a grand underground palace, crisscrossed with connecting structures that were obviously not just for drainage, but could have been used for military, shelter or even underground factories, and above those wide corridors, pipework could be seen crisscrossing the area, although many of them had been abandoned for a long time. Although many of them have been seriously corroded or even broken or dislodged due to long-term abandonment, it still reminds us of how spectacular the scale of its construction was at the beginning.

On both sides of the corridor, the openings of huge pipes and rusted grills could occasionally be seen, and the ground drains on both sides had long since dried up – due to the fact that the entire underground waterway had been used for a very short period of time, coupled with many years of abandonment, there was not much of an unbearable odor in it, except for some musty, rotting smells.

Walking in such an incredible underground facility, even the knowledgeable Morris could not help but tsk and tsk in admiration, but at the same time, the old scholar suddenly had some doubts.

“Even for the consideration of the city-state’s development a hundred years from now …… building such a huge underground facility is a bit exaggerated, right?” He couldn’t help but open his mouth and say, “Pland’s sewer system is already considered advanced, but compared to this place, it still seems quite inferior – not to mention that this was built fifty years ago, back then, did Frost really need such a huge ‘second waterway’? ‘?”

“The Queen has her own considerations, and her judgment is always correct,” the old ghost walking in front heard Morris’s question and immediately said, “Your Majesty, she is a natural psychic, always able to see what ordinary people cannot see, and can even see the future of the city-state- -she relies on this judgment to make Frost strong, and we also believe that these things she plans will always come in handy.”

Duncan’s brow suddenly furrowed.

“A natural born psionic?” He looked to the old man with the rope on his back and the crowbar, “Are you saying that the Queen of Frost can predict the future to some degree?”

“She says she can’t, but we all believe she can – how else can we explain all the incredible judgments she makes?” The old man turned his head and said with a certainty, “Anyway, it’s a certainty that the Queen possesses transcendent senses, and all of us from that time know this.”

Duncan looked aside to Maurice, who also had a thoughtful look on his face at the moment, and said in a lowered voice, “There aren’t many historical accounts of the Frost Queen, as most of the information was lost or deliberately hidden or tampered with during that rebellion, but as far as I know of the parts, there is nothing about ‘the Queen being a celestial psionicist ‘ or ‘the Queen possesses the ability to prophesy’, the information only says that she is extremely intelligent and possesses flexible political maneuvers.”

Duncan listened and silently glanced at Alice, who was honestly following him.

Not at all intelligent, and had no idea what political maneuvering was – she hadn’t even learned to spell the word yet. Alice noticed the Captain’s glance and immediately turned her head, the corners of her eyes curving up in a smile.

“…… There are times when information records are negligent, especially since the rebels surely deliberately hide many things, I would like to believe that the Frost Queen back then did possess certain idiosyncrasies,” Duncan withdrew his gaze, erasing Alice’s goofy grin from his mind as he said casually, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Duncan said casually, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. While casually saying, “It’s just that this huge ‘second waterway’ …… in front of us, for what purpose did she actually build such an incredible contraption back then… …”

No one could answer Duncan’s question, and just then, Vanna suddenly noticed something strange in the distance.

“There’s someone on the ground over there!” She alerted, pointing in the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, they saw a figure in a blue jacket lying on the ground.

The group darted over and Nemo reached down and turned the fallen figure over, a pale face then came into view.

“…… It’s Raven,” Nemo’s face was extraordinarily ugly for a moment, then he slammed his fist on the ground next to him, “He X!”

Vanna, on the other hand, squatted down beside the already dead young man, she seemed to have found something wrong with the corpse, and after some inspection suddenly frowned, “He was …… drowned?”

“…… drowned?” Maurice, who was next to him, was startled by the words, and then noticed the body’s wet coat and the abnormal swelling of the skin to soak up the water, but when he looked around, all he could see was the dry ground nearby – the only traces of water were underneath the body of the “raven”.

Vanna moved closer again, examining it closely for a moment before looking up, “The scent of seawater – it was drowned in the sea.”

“There’s no seawater here, even the nearby underground river is fresh water,” the old ghost also followed up from behind at this time, after seeing the dead crow, the wrinkles on his face that were already crisscrossed suddenly became even more screwed up, “Poor lad, he must have been captured by the rebels, drowned and then thrown away. After being drowned and then dumped his body here ……”

“Rebels not rebels is not certain, dumping the body is possible,” Morris expression serious, “this is obviously not the scene of the crime …… hmm?”

He seemed to have suddenly realized something, so he reached into the pocket of the Raven’s jacket and fumbled around for a while, and a piece of paper, also completely soaked with water, was pulled out – a small corner of the paper had been exposed earlier, which attracted his attention.

All eyes were instantly focused on the paper.

Maurice pinched the paper, which was extra fragile due to the soaking water, and carefully unfolded it.

There were words on the paper – although they had been blurred by the water, they had not completely fallen apart.

With the extra illumination of the oil lamp the old ghost had brought, Duncan recognized the message on the paper, but what was there was confusing; it was a few paragraphs without a beginning or an end –

“…… The meetings of the Forsaken Kings went on and on, and the initial plan was set, and most of the people in the ashes were given refuge to rise up in the light and heat ……

“…… But the kings quarreled again, and they saw a clan hiding in the shadows ……

“That which was forsaken, their flesh and blood would melt in the light, and they could not be blessed from the newborn world, and the king of this clan came to the council of the kings of the Forsaken, and demanded that they also be given the same refuge, but what they asked for was all the worse for others in the ashes, and the kings of the Forsaken could not grant it to them, and they were forsaken.

“They went to the shadows, and imprisoned themselves in the darkness, and yet they could not die altogether; and they cried out, and sought hard for the shelter of their native land, and were not able to find it; and so they vanished more into the darkness-they had no liking for it, but it was the only thing that would save them from the Poison, so they live in the darkness for a long time ……”

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Under the doomsday, two moons in the same sky, anomalies everywhere, the protagonist has a golden finger to change probability, O-03 – Dice of Probability, he suffered from being framed, he will embark on a road to revenge and find the truth.)
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