musicians of old

Chapter 737 The Key Holder

"It's a little different from the past." Poglelich commented slowly, then shook his head with regret, "Oh, the organization is in need of people."

He took a half step back.

The scabbard was put back into the waist in a posture of gathering strength, and the imaginary object held in the right hand was also sheathed.

With just one simple action, the light within a hundred meters suddenly lost its texture, as if it had collapsed!

All matter fell into absolute stillness, and Fanning's retina retained several sets of images that were frozen and overlapped with each other.

Poglelić drew his sword again and slashed, the hem of his denim dress forming a sharp arc.

Then, the trajectory slanted upwards.

The afterimage stepped on the green storm and made several consecutive thrusts!

"昘——!"

The air emitted the mournful sound of broken strings.

“Crash!!!!”

The sound of glass or mirror shattering triggered a chain reaction, and the ends of the cracks seemed to expand into countless bloodshot eyeballs in Fanning's spiritual perception!

This wave of divine pollution made Fanning completely lose his senses, whether temporarily or permanently. He didn't know. He only felt that some bud-like tentacles had drilled out of his eardrums. The hymn melodies faintly surrounding him all became blasphemous sounds of reverse recitation. Then he saw a series of inexplicable scenes such as the overturned candlesticks, mucus oozing from the outer walls of the church, and the communion wine turning into blood rain and splashing around!

"Hmm? The leader has broken through the boundaries of the Holy City."

The "Spark Field" in the Yiyong Secret Realm, a strange corner inside the ruins of the "Incinerator".

Huge, crisscrossing black iron-tree-like cracks cut through the pale background. Mr. La led several inspectors to stand at a corner and observe the sky.

Above is a completely cracked, broken gap. The remains of the "blade" that was originally suspended above the entrance of the "cracking field" had been moved here at some point. It seemed that it had suppressed a process that was about to collapse, causing this hole, which should have continued to crack rapidly and collapse completely, to remain at the level of a "huge gap".

Just like a siphon caused by a pressure difference, countless sand, dust and flames were continuously sucked out, swirling and disappearing into the deep void.

In addition, one can also glimpse some more concrete smoke images - black and white and gray silhouettes of people and scenes, as well as heterogeneous colors that burst out from time to time.

Such as this time.

As two figures shuttled back and forth in the picture, a green shock wave exploded in a ring shape, and the huge stained glass windows turned into powder layer by layer. All the eyeballs at the end of the cracks burst into golden pus.

When the last layer of barrier was broken, the bizarre colors disappeared, and the speed of the two people's travel also increased significantly and extremely, breaking through the normal limits that can be recognized in the waking world.

"It seems that even though the Saint of the Holy Pride Sun Church has improved in strength, it is still just like this."

"Well, the leader has never used the ritual vessel in the true sense."

Several chief inspectors behind him spoke one after another.

Mr. La, who was sitting in the wheelchair in front of him, was looking up and thinking: "Since the combination of several artifact source god debris and the full activation of the observation characteristics of the 'incinerator', the time span for the analysis of the 'disaster' debris has been about ten days, right? Logically speaking, the content is rich enough."

"Especially since the leader took action tonight, Carloen Fanning was gradually exposed to divine pollution until he was overdosed. He was close to being lost and insane. This was enough to reflect more chaotic subconscious things. But as for the unknown secret realm behind him, why haven't we observed any revelations with substantive guiding significance so far?"

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Wax waved his hand and released dozens of white paper birds flying all over the sky.

These paper birds flew away one by one until they reached the different black iron tree-shaped cracks near the gap, and "pulled" out some of the strange small strange substances that looked like mirrors and clouds!

Then he brought them one by one to his men behind him.

If anyone has an impression of the last scene of the Santaramburg subway incident, they will find that these substances pulled out by the white paper birds are very similar to the concrete form of the "disaster" wreckage!

Each one looks like a small piece of "disaster" wreckage!

"Include the key people in the core circle around Fanning in the scope of analysis." Mr. La reminded, "Be careful not to communicate with each other, stop thinking about your own destiny, and report the enlightenment you have gained to me separately after one day. In addition, be careful not to let the clouds gather together and restore their original form!!"

"Understood." Everyone obeyed the order.

Previously, since the negotiation with the Guidance School on the custody of the "Incinerator", this series of plans had been incorporated into the subsequent layout of the Special Patrol Office to expand the intelligence network. The three wreckages of "Blade", "Incinerator" and "Disaster" were used together, and the Chief Secret Historian set up the altar and personally took charge.

It can be said that the current Special Patrol Office can already ensure that more than 99.999% of the places in the waking world are under conditional real-time surveillance!

This is also the work requirement put forward by the leader.

This kind of surveillance is not the peeping of images as understood by ordinary people, but "observing the waking world through dreams."

As long as you target a specific place and offer enough inspiration, combined with the necessary analytical methods and knowledge, you can get the desired occult information.

Even the most secretive "road back to the dream" can, through a bit of troublesome and complex deduction, gradually approximate the shape of the target's dream and obtain a lot of valuable information!

"But, with such a high-ranking person looking down on us, what higher-level factors could possibly prevent interference from happening here at Fanning?"

An extra white paper bird flew back into Mr. Wax's hands and was crumpled into a paper ball.

His fingertips tapped slowly on the armrest.

Based on my own understanding of the secret history, I considered the few remaining possibilities.

"Could it be the key holder?"

"If so, which key would it be?"

"The one related to the church is very likely to have been discovered by Lavoisier. Could it be the key related to the dangerous element? Is there such a possibility? It can't be another key hidden by Guido da Lezzo in this secret place, right? It's very strange and puzzling."

"Let's wait until the leader brings him here." Mr. La decided to temporarily stop his clueless thinking and gave orders to the people behind him, "First, follow me to inspect the 'wormology infected' imprisoned below, as well as the secret ledgers and activity records of the Guidance School, to speed up the interrogation."

Before leaving, he took another look at the huge gap where sand and rocks were flying.

"Hmm!? Wait a minute."

In the smoke screen, the two people who had already left the holy city, suddenly began to have needle-like flashes of thick golden color appear from time to time in the original black, white and gray silhouettes and the lines that passed by at high speed!

“How dare this unknown saint chase us out? Once he leaves the holy city and loses the altar’s blessing, his life will be in danger, right?” Someone behind him asked in surprise.

Some people also wondered if there was something wrong with their interpretation of the smoke.

"No, no." Mr. La narrowed his eyes.

A few minutes before the scene, when Poglelich held Fanning and smashed through the last of the countless stained glass windows

With a crisp "crash", this spiritual barrier, which was also the boundary of the holy city or the "Glowing Wheel" altar, naturally shattered into billions of sharp-edged glass fragments of various sizes, just like the previous stained glass windows.

It reflects billions of fragments that reflect scenes from different times and spaces.

Poglelich frowned.

He had already stepped across the rural irrigation canal that divided the holy city, but the divine intuition he had just felt when he broke the glass made him feel that something was wrong.

The other party’s last glass?

The main source of true knowledge for the "Secret of Illumination" should be the "Secret of Illumination" inherited by the upper echelons of the church, and it is also the ultimate of the "candle" principle.

But there are some hints of higher-level metaphors in it?

Even if I am still in the exploration stage

It seems to be close to the worldview of "Noon"!!

Among the millions of shattered stained glass fragments, there is a certain fragment

There is a part of the fragment, a very small part of the fragment, which seems to be a scene of Fanning performing on an open-air podium!

It's very strange, as it is clearly just a scene reflected in the fragments.

But the person concerned smelled the scent of frankincense essential oil in the cool air of the square of the Holy Sun Church headquarters, heard a melody fragment of the "Fifth Symphony in C-sharp Minor", and even knew that the time was seven days later!

Seven days later? .

The next moment, billions of fragments suddenly turned into sharp, dark golden light, all shooting towards Pogorelich's back!