Chapter 316 – Shocked
Chapter 316 – Greatly Shocked
General Belazov arrived at the chamber.
The moment he stepped into this large building made of a mixture of solid reinforced concrete and a monolithic base, the stout gray-haired soldier felt a majestic, solemn, yet grave and treacherous atmosphere, which came from the rune reliefs that could be seen everywhere inside the building, as well as the closed door after door in the corridors along the way.
The runes everywhere are part of the building’s security measures, designed to ward off external transcendent intrusions and prevent unwanted visitors from entering the building, while the closed doors all lead to one deep tunnel after another – at the end of the tunnel could be a sealed room for anomalies, or a dangerous sample At the end of the tunnel could be a sealed room for anomalies, a dangerous warehouse for samples, a researcher in a temporary frenzy, and ancient files that are forbidden to be touched but cannot be destroyed.
Walking inside this building is like wandering in the crevice between the real world and the abyss of madness, as if standing on some unseen line of defense looking out over another sinister world, and even an ordinary person with little or no extraordinary power or psychic talent might feel their nerves tense and their hair stand on end.
“Are the security measures here at …… really enough to keep ‘that thing’ out of trouble?”
General Belazov couldn’t help but ask as he followed a military scholar who was leading the way past a dark alloy door.
“The ‘Secret Room’ facility is the building on Dagger Island with the tightest security measures, all the rooms here have individual security and transcendental barriers, every item with a danger level of more than level three has a direct line to the furnaces underneath, and even if we put aside all the various transcendental barriers, this building can, even from the structural strength alone, be able to withstand the full force of a Saint-level enemy,” the scholar leading the way said in a proud tone, “Unless any of the Ancient Gods spread their power in, this place is foolproof.”
Saying this, the scholar leading the way paused and then continued to speak, “And then again, although ‘that thing’ reveals strangeness everywhere, it itself is actually far more …… stable than we thought at first! ‘stable’, one could even say honest.”
“Stable? Honest?” General Belazov frowned and spoke subconsciously.
“Yes, though it’s not very rigorous to say so,” the Lead Scholar nodded, “The thing has been hanging in the center of the chamber for many days now, and normally, such a bizarre thing would more or less exhibit some ‘living’ characteristics that would affect its surroundings in various ways, but it has never shown that aspect. No matter was released, no power escaped, no properties beyond the dimensions of reality were exhibited – and while the sample scraped from that had some odd physical properties, they were limited to physical properties, and compared to most dangerous items of its class, it was as honest as a rock.”
“…… That’s an interesting situation, I’ll report it to the City State Consul.” General Belazov said casually.
A researcher in a blue jacket came from across the street, passing by in a hurry, nodding his head in salute to the General as he passed him, and leaving on his feet.
The sound of some kind of mollusk wriggling its limbs came from inside that blue jacket.
“People are in a hurry here.” General Belazov said casually.
“Yes, it’s like that every day in the chamber – our work isn’t limited to analyzing that diving bell, but also to monitoring other things within the facility,” the lead scholar shrugged, “Please don’t mind if we’re all being rude. ”
“That’s fine, I don’t really care about the rules per se,” the general said, frowning slightly, “Is it just me? There always seems to be a strange odor in here – I’ve smelled it ever since I came in, and it’s like some sort of …… aquatic creature emanating from it.”
“This is Dagger Island Bay – the building’s ventilation system is directly connected to the outside, it’s normal to smell like that, and with the odd smells wafting up from the disinfectant and settling tanks, it’s normal for you to smell whatever you’re smelling,” the Lead Scholar said, and sighed. “In fact, we’ve been trying to apply for funding to fix the ventilation ducts in here, but the response from the higher-ups is always ‘as long as it works’.”
The General said nothing to this, only looking up to the end of the corridor.
Professor Myerson was already standing in the doorway.
……
Tirion gave his coat and hair one last check, and after leaving the dressing mirror went to a shelf not far away, looking at the few things that lay on it.
He debated for a long time about what to take with him.
A sword to carry? A sidearm to carry? Amulet to carry?
Weapons seemed to be useless, he could not rely on a sword or a gun to protect himself on the Lost Country, not to mention that he was invited to the Lost Country as a “guest”, if he brought a weapon with him, it would not only seem too insincere, but also might anger his father.
The amulet has no practical effect, but bringing it with him might be a bit of psychological comfort, but I don’t know what kind of attitude my father has towards the “gods” nowadays, will he be disgusted? Will he be disgusted, or will he be disdainful?
The biggest pirate leader in the cold and cold sea for the first time in the “go out” on this matter so long torn.
He is going to the Lost Country ship – he is going back to the Lost Country ship.
That was where he had spent his childhood, where most of the warm memories of his life were, where the parts of his life that he didn’t want to remember and face were, and now, after a century of absence, he suddenly realized that he couldn’t even imagine what it would be like when he stepped onto that ship.
Just then, First Mate Aiden’s voice suddenly came through the door, interrupting Tirion’s thoughts, “Captain, are you ready?”
Tirian frowned and barked at the door, “Almost ready, don’t rush.”
“I mean, you’d better hurry,” Aiden’s voice sounded again, this time with a palpable sense of nervousness, “For the love of Her Majesty …… the messenger has arrived!” The messenger has come.
With a start, Tirion realized the oddity in Aiden’s tone and hurried to the door, opening it as soon as he came to it.
Aiden’s voice was still ringing, “Captain, if you don’t open the door I will …… ah, thank God, you finally opened the door!”
Tirian stared blankly at the scene at the door.
His loyal first mate was standing there tautly, a ghastly skeleton giant bird wrapped in green flames was standing right on top of Aiden’s naked head, this skeleton giant bird was covered in flames bursting out, and the stars of spirit fire kept falling, landing on Aiden from time to time.
And in the chest of that skeleton bird, a copper compass that was floating in mid-air was visible – that was all that belonged to his father.
Anomaly 022, Spirit World Compass.
“Captain, can you stop looking and let this bird get off my head first ……” Aiden’s voice was shivering a little, “This fire keeps falling on my body… …”
The skeleton giant bird tilted its head, seemingly scrutinizing Tirion, and suddenly opened its mouth and let out a female voice with a strange tone, “Go to Chenghua Avenue and take the Erxian Bridge …… to get on the bus! There are seats, there are big seats! All back a little …… peanut drink mineral water!”
Tirion was instantly startled by this string of voices, and the first thing that came into his mind was a sentence-
Why is the father’s messenger moving like this?
Only then did he begin to wonder what the strange bird meant by the odd words that popped out of nowhere – and ended up thinking about it for half a day without understanding.
But then he realized that Aiden was on the verge of passing out.
“Let’s get going,” Tirian shook his head, forcing the jumbled thoughts in his head aside, and stopped thinking about how he was going to face his father once he arrived at the Lost Country, and with the mindset of leaving it all to improvisation, he looked over at the bizarre skeletal giant bird, “How do we ……”
Before his words fell, he saw that giant bird suddenly step on Aiden’s brain and rise up in the air, and then swooped down from the air, accompanied by a piece of ghostly green flames filling the field of vision, Tirion’s ears only heard a strange cry, “Your father is coming!”
In the next second, he felt the sky spinning, as if all the senses in his body were being disorganized and reorganized, and then, immediately after that, he felt that he was instantly thrown up into the sky at an unknown height – he was weaving in and out of the darkness and cold, and time passed for an unknown amount of time, or perhaps only a moment, and this strange sense of vertigo and stripping suddenly disappeared again with without a trace.
The feeling of being on solid ground reappeared, the darkness and weightlessness dissipated, and the sun shone through the mist once more, accompanied by the return of the familiar five senses, and Tirian saw the scene before him clear up from the shaking.
It seemed that a very tall figure was standing in front of him.
But it was not his father – the figure seemed too slender compared to his father, it was more like a woman.
It looked a little familiar.
Tirian blinked hard, finally allowing his vision to focus enough to see the face of the person in front of him.
A beautiful woman with long white hair and a scar over her left eye, tall and heroic.
Vanna looked at the pirate leader in front of her with an odd expression, and twisted her head to look at a few figures waiting to see what was going on not too far away.
Finally, she sighed and said to Tirion, “Captain Tirion, I know you have a lot of questions ……”
Without waiting for Vanna to finish her sentence, Tirian instantly took half a step back, staring daggers at the Inquisitor lady in front of him.
“He knocked Prand down?!”
The biggest pirate leader of the Cold Sea was being greatly shocked.
(End of chapter)