Chapter 437: After the disaster
Chapter 437 – After the Disaster is Over
The snow was falling in flurries, not too heavy, but it looked as if it would last for a long time, and the light of the sun was blocked by dark, heavy clouds, the light of the sky that penetrated through wasn’t too bright, but it was tangible.
Looking out through the windows facing the street, one could see that there were already pedestrians on the road – people who had survived the disaster, fear still lingering in their eyes.
These stunned citizens came out of their hiding places, confirming the presence of people they knew with each other on the streets, or inquiring about the whereabouts of the missing, asking if any new news had come in from the uptown area, while others, still immersed in the horror of the invading mirrors and cowering in fear at every figure that walked in front of them, hurriedly stepped out of their homes and hurriedly locked themselves back in again.
Bruised and battered steam walkers and equally battered squads of city-state guards, sheriff’s troops, and watchmen passed through the intersection, and their presence could have put a lot of people at ease, as the loud speakers mounted on the steam walkers broadcast announcements about the end of the visions – the Mirror Invasion had subsided, and the entire city would be placed under forty-eight hours of policing control During this time, the city authorities will regain control of the situation and clean up any hidden dangers within the city, supplies, electricity, steam power and fresh water will be restored as soon as possible, and all neighborhoods will be notified to report deaths and injuries as soon as possible. ……
Mixed with the miscellaneous sound of the loudspeaker broadcasting gradually far away, shoddy sound quality in this snowfall days more set off the streets of the cold atmosphere, however, after the steam walker through the streets, many people’s nerves do in a little bit of relaxation.
Shirley plopped down in front of the living room window and muttered while looking out at the scene on the street, “I wonder how much longer it’s going to be chaotic …… Bread is definitely going to go up in price.”
Nina sat on the sofa next to her, her mouth open as she exhaled and blew out enough hot air to distort the air, and turned her head after hearing Shirley’s chanting, “That’s definitely going to be chaotic for a while, it took three days to restore law and order back in the beginning in Prender – but it certainly won’t be too chaotic, after all, the magistrate forces are all are still here ……”
“Hey hey! Don’t talk towards me!” Shirley, unable to stand by the hot wind, woefully backed away from the window, yelling to Nina as she dodged, “You’re blowing like a steam core leak now! Why is it so hot!”
Nina hurriedly put her hand in front of her mouth, the corners of her mouth bubbling hot air out as she apologized vaguely, “Sorry, sorry …… kept that up too long before ……”
Just then, Duncan’s voice reached the two girls’ ears, “I told you, Nina can only stay in the sky for a little while yet – she’s not in a stable state.”
Sherry hurriedly turned and stood at attention at the sound of the voice, and Nina jumped off the couch and ran to Duncan with a smile, “Uncle Duncan!”
Duncan smiled likewise and gave Nina, who was steaming out of her body, a gentle hug before turning his head again and responding with a slight nod to Maurice and Vanna, who were rising from the chairs beside them and bending over in salute, “Looks like you’re both in good shape.”
“In good shape,” Morris propped up his monocle, “and greatly impressed.”
“I thought my own nerves were thick enough after that fire in Prand,” Vanna chimed in, her tone tinged with emotion and awe, “Honestly, it’s still a little more relaxing to talk to you like this- -I mean, on a normal ‘scale’.”
“It’s enough of a treat once in a while,” Duncan waved a hand, “but there’s one thing to be said for a truly impressive view from the sky.”
As he spoke, his eyes noticed something that was set on the dining table not far away.
It was a large black-covered book with no written symbols on the cover, and the entire book revealed an eerie and dangerous atmosphere.
“Is this the ‘Book of Blasphemy’ that you seized from that small leader of the Annihilation Sect?” Duncan’s gaze fell on that book, “It really doesn’t look …… like any serious reading material.”
“Yes,” Maurice nodded, stepping forward and carefully picking up the book, “I did some simple identification of the book afterward, while keeping it safe, and surmised that it shouldn’t be anything ‘original’ but a book that was codex held by a special member of the Sect of Annihilation – for if it were the original, it would have been of far greater power and far more valuable, unlikely to have been casually brought to the city-state by a minor leader.”
Saying this he paused for a moment, his tone taking on a hint of uncertainty, “As for the role of this book …… it may have been used to preach teachings, or it may have acted as a medium in the casting of spells or rituals, it contains some content related to the Profound Holy Lord, and this part of the content should be able to be used as a source of power for those cultists. source of power, but the specifics can only be guessed.”
While saying that, he handed the book over, “Would you like to take a look at it now?”
“Take it back to the ship and read it,” Duncan shook his head, “The city is still in chaos, and it’s better to add less to the chaos as to what might happen after I open this book – and there will be guests in a while. ”
“Guests?” Vanna asked curiously from the sidelines, “What kind of guests would there be at this hour?”
Duncan glanced at Vanna with a smirk in his tone, “Your counterpart, she’s headed this way.”
After saying that, he didn’t care about Vanna’s suddenly odd up expression, but walked to the street-facing window by himself and took a seat on the sofa, a posture of waiting at ease.
Footsteps sounded from beside her, and Alice walked up to Duncan, the doll lady’s face with the usual optimistic expression of thinking of nothing: “Captain! When are we going home? As soon as we’re done with the guests?”
Duncan raised his eyelids and gave the solid-brained mannequin a look, “You think things are over here at ……?”
“Huh? What else?” Alice was full of confusion, “The villains die out, the disaster is over, and then don’t the rest of them go on with their adventures – that’s what I read in the picture books ……”
The corner of Duncan’s mouth twitched and he looked up at Alice, “What else does the picture book say?”
“The picture book also says that the prince lived happily ever after with the knight ……” Duncan: “……?”
He choked for a long moment before finally venturing, “Normally, shouldn’t there be a princess or something in a picture book story like this ……”
“The princess ran off with the housekeeper ……”
Duncan was silent for a few seconds and took a soft breath.
“Where do picture books like this come from?”
Alice thought for a moment and raised her hand to Shirley, “She has tons of them in her room ……”
The next second, not waiting for Duncan to speak, Shirley dabbed and leapt up and rushed toward the door: “I saw an old bookstore could not continue to open clearance processing books very cheap so I bought a bunch of you are not letting me usually read more books preferably from the illustrated books to start with it I did not think that all are so strange things ah no wonder the opening of ah it is not really my business ah ……”
The girl ran through half of the living room, and before Duncan could teach her a lesson, she had already run to the door and pulled it open with a clang, lifting her legs and running out the door.
The next second, there was a thud at the door, followed by Sherry’s startled cry, “Crap he X what the fuck hit ……”
Almost everyone in the room was dumbfounded – Alice was simply did not react to what happened, Nina was startled by Shirley’s close ghostly movements, Vanna was not expecting Shirley’s guts to be so big, and Maurice …… the respected old gentleman was still immersed in his own thoughts. Morris , the respected old man is still immersed in the story of “the princess ran away with the housekeeper” was shocked.
Only Duncan is still sitting peacefully on the sofa, neither to chase Shirley, nor curious about the noise coming from the door what is going on.
He just turned his head and looked at the door.
Footsteps sounded and a young lady hesitantly walked in.
She wore a black clergyman’s robe and skirt with the church’s logo, her eyes were covered with a thick layer of black cloth, her long hair was draped behind her, and scars that resembled cracks could still be seen on the bare skin of her arms and neck, and those wounds that were supposed to be horrifying carried an aura of holiness like the stigmata.
What’s more, she was carrying Yukari, who was flailing in her hands.
“I’m sorry,” Agatha looked up, a little nervous as she “looked” at the figures in the room, “I meant to knock, but …… she suddenly ran out.”
As she spoke, her eyes swept across the room.
In the faded colors of the house, appearing black, white and grey texture, a figure that exudes a strong sense of presence into her “field of vision” – she saw a silhouette of a dull, dark and gray.
She saw an old man with a dark outline, surrounded by streams of colored light, and a matrix of light points flickering within the old man’s body, as if Rahm were casting a gaze into the earthly realm;
Another tall figure stood beside the old man, the figure’s silhouette was dark and chaotic, filled with an unsettling light reminiscent of subspace, but there was a flash of green flame jumping between the shadows, maintaining the figure’s stability;
A bright arc of flame stood near the window, a flame that seemed to have no mystical properties, but released pure light and heat, and just by gazing at it, it was as if one could feel one’s soul being scorched by it;
There was also an empty shell standing in the room, that shell around the spread of countless vaguely thin lines, she seemed to be casting a curious gaze to this side, under the gaze, Agatha even produced a kind of soul will be captured by it, become one of the “thin line” fear.
Among these figures was the most powerful one.
A bright starlight rose toward her.
“Welcome, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
The piece of starlight said to her.
(End of chapter)