Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 418

[Chapter 416]

Agatha held the cluster of small flames in her hands, took another step, and walked deeper into the second waterway.

In fact, she has lost the judgment of time, and even her perception of everything around her has become blurred. She can’t remember how long she has trekked in this damp and cold place, and how many monsters she has solved , and how many wounds were added in the process—for a certain period of time, she even forgot her name and why she appeared in this sewer.

But when the green flame is jumping in the palm of her hand, she will always find her own reason, and firmly remember the only and ultimate mission – to

bring the fire and send the fire to the lairs of heretics.

A cold wind blew from the dark corridor in front. It seemed that there were layers of murmurs and roars in the wind. Agatha’s body shook. She sensed the existence of malice from the wind, and she blew the flames in her hand. It was carefully hidden in the inner layer of the already tattered black clothes.

Keep it hidden from the heretics.

She raised her head, looked into the depths of the darkness, and saw countless shadows of indeterminate shapes rising and falling in the wind, and the gas lamp on the corridor wall had been dimmed to the point where only the tiny glimmer of fireflies remained, and the dirty black mud Bits oozed from the surrounding roof and duct grating, wriggling, coalescing, forming, murmuring sickly.

Agatha lifted up the cane that was covered with scars like her own. For some reason, she felt that she was full of strength again, and the annoying tiredness had quietly disappeared.

She slammed her cane on the ground, staring fixedly at the profane and filthy things surging in the darkness. The tip of the cane hit the ground, making a roar like a bell—”Boom—” the

elevator

creaked The car wobbled and sank into the depths of the mine. The guard warrior who was guarding the edge of the elevator car suddenly raised his head, and said to his comrades beside him with some doubts: “Did you hear anything just now?”

“It seems to be a bang,” said another guard in surprise, but then turned his head subconsciously and glanced at the doorman standing in the middle of the car, “It’s like… like…”

Like the sound of His Excellency the Gatekeeper sounding the “death knell” with his cane before the purge of heresy began—he wanted to say it, but didn’t say it.

Because the gatekeeper is here, she is resting with her eyes closed.

As if she heard the conversation of her subordinates, Agatha opened her eyes. She glanced around, silently came to the edge of the car surrounded by guardrails, and looked down.

“Gatekeeper,” the guard who spoke before came over and said hesitantly, “It seems that there was a sound coming from below, could it be that someone else is also operating in the mine?” “We are the only ones here,

” Agatha didn’t look back, “Don’t pay attention to the voice just now.”

The subordinate stepped back temporarily, but Agatha still looked at the boundless and hazy darkness below.

This is the Boiling Gold Mine, the largest vertical passage leading to the lower excavation area, and even in the depths of this mountain, fog… is still everywhere.

Of course, it is impossible for the fog under normal conditions to permeate such a place, but these weird fogs are obviously the effect of supernatural power. They seem to permeate everywhere consciously, and in areas with dim lights and deep underground, the fog is even more out of thin air. Appears as full.

The mine elevator creaked and descended in this hazy mist, and occasionally dim lights could be seen moving upward around it-the gas lamps and electric lamps set in the shaft, they looked so weak that they could not be seen. As for looking through the mist, it was as tiny as the shimmer of a firefly.

But in any case, the equipment in the mine is obviously still functioning – the ventilation system, the power pipeline, the lighting system, the hoisting device… all functioning normally.

Of course, you must be careful when using machinery and equipment at this time. Agatha decided to use this elevator after she specially sent the priest to check the condition of the elevator—a safer choice is to use the steps and ramps in the emergency passage. Going down the well, but that would take too much time and energy.

“I hope this thing doesn’t break when it goes up,” a young guardian warrior whispered, “The freight cars and tracks that got out of control and crashed on the hillside before were impressive.

” Can’t you say something nice?” Another older guard frowned suddenly, “Everyone is on the elevator—if you’re really nervous, just jump down, and there must be no failure during the free fall.”

” No, no, no, I just said it casually, this thing looks solid and stable at first glance, and there will definitely be no problems…”

At this time, another nun with short hair at the ears heard the conversation between the two soldiers, and leaned over Said in the past: “But I heard that there is a female judge in the city-state of Pland in the distance. She can jump directly from the cliff to the rocky beach to kill the ‘children’. She will be fine if she jumps from here…” The two

guards There was silence for two seconds, and they said in unison: “…Is that still human?!” “

I just heard…”

The soldiers were talking. This will not affect their subsequent actions, but it can dilute the continuous decline in this darkness. The tension it brings – Guardians are human too, and need to be calmed.

Agatha turned her back to them, and neither joined them nor stopped her subordinates—she just listened quietly, with a faint smile on her face at some point.

Unlike many people’s impressions, the serious and steady gatekeeper on weekdays has always been gentle and tolerant towards his subordinates.

At this moment, the tension of the steel cable and the friction sound of the brake system sounded from all around, interrupting the communication between the guards.

The elevator car began to slow down and gradually stopped in an open and cold place.

“This is the traffic point on the first level,” Agatha looked around, and saw the nearest support structure, lighting system, and the slightly messy mine equipment in the nearby open space—the mine staff who evacuated in a hurry obviously I didn’t take everything away, and there are traces of the hustle and bustle everywhere, “Where is the traffic map?”

“Here,” a priest immediately stepped forward and handed the traffic map brought by the Mine Affairs Bureau to the gatekeeper. “Our current location is Shaft No. 2.” Agatha

took the map and walked down While comparing the surrounding environment with the data, the elevator recalled the information obtained from the mine management staff before going down the shaft: “The underground road vehicle leading to the excavation area has been out of service, and the only way to go to the excavation area is to walk. Follow the route sign, and there will be a ramp leading to the mining operation 150 meters away.”

She raised her head and checked the surrounding situation again.

“Check the surroundings first, set up a safe point, and then go deep.”

The subordinates got busy, and the guards went to confirm the safety of each traffic checkpoint. The priest and nun began to simply clean the open space around the elevator and Arrange altars, holy objects.

Agatha walked around at will.

She stopped in front of an overturned transfer box that she hadn’t taken away in time.

The transfer box is made of iron, and the interior is lined with tin compartments. The cover is not fastened, and it has been broken after it fell to the ground. You can see the contents inside—some ore that has been knocked into small pieces.

Those ores have a dark metallic texture, and blood vessel-like, light golden veins can be seen on the dark outer skin.

“It should be the sample that is going to be brought up with the shift change staff.” A middle-aged guard came from the side and judged with experience.

Because they wanted to investigate the situation of the mine, about half of the subordinates brought by Agatha this time were guards who had been performing missions in the Boiling Gold Mine area for a long time. Although they were not professional miners, they had some experience with the situation here.

“Boiling gold ore…”

Agatha looked serious, and fiddled with a few pieces of ore that fell on the ground with her cane, then bent down again, picked up one and examined it carefully.

After a while, she handed the ore to the middle-aged guard: “Check it out.”

“It’s a good-quality raw ore. It seems that it can be sent to the furnace with simple crushing and primary screening, but I’m not very good at judging the ore yield…a professional is needed.” Agatha frowned: “That’s

it ? No problem?”

“I don’t see a problem, it’s just the ore,” the guard said frankly, and then he was a little confused, “Do you have any questions?”

Agatha silently picked up a piece of zeolite ore After looking at it for a long time, she said softly: “What I’m going to say next, even though it’s just a guess, is also a secret—only those who participated in this operation can know, and they must go down the well.” The guard standing opposite

her Slightly startled, but in the next second, the soldier’s face already had a dignified and serious expression.

Surprised, but not panicked, surprised, but not overwhelmed.

Because every priest who is qualified to follow the gatekeeper to perform tasks—whether it is the guard, or the nuns and priests, is already a selected person in the church. contract.

Everyone is well aware of the particularity of their own mission, and how weird and tricky the events that need to be handled by the gatekeepers will be—in these deep-dark operations, any thing may be confidential, and it was normal a second ago Things may become taboos that must be isolated from the civilized world in the next second, and even the people who participate in the operation may become part of the “secret” at any time.

After all, even if some things are just “knowledge”, it will leave a eroded gap in the real world, and even if it is only an “impression” in the mind of the person concerned, it will leave a shadow for future loss of control.

Agatha looked up and saw that the placement of the temporary altar and relics had been completed, and the safety point had been set up.

“Everyone, assemble—I’m going to announce something.”

(End of chapter)