Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 621 The Sun in the Sea of ​​Ignorance
Kyle initially didn't think much of the banshees gathering at the church; these extraordinary beings were just too good at causing trouble, and it was normal for them to do whatever they wanted.

Until he heard that the succubi were praying.

Kyle immediately reported the news to his superiors, then shakily picked up his gun and walked out of the office with a resolute expression.

What a joke! Even those restless banshees are starting to pray. That must be some really desperate news!
The banshees have a telepathic link and are far more informed than he is. This is probably the most critical moment for Castel!
Kyle finally made it to the hall, only to be met with the Banshees, all dressed in heavy armor and armed, and his vision went black.

The news is true; the banshees are indeed praying quietly in the church.

Kyle gave a bitter laugh. It seemed the situation had become extremely critical. Although he didn't know who the enemy was, even the banshees were fully armed and ready for battle, which was probably the case.
"Kyle! Come here for a second."

Kyle shuddered and turned to see Nini, the only one not wearing armor. She was blinking frantically and whispering for him to come over.

"What's wrong, Lady Nini?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

Helena stood there blankly, staring at the banshees before her, still unable to come to her senses. Instead, a feeling of despair was carrying her further and further away.

She was suddenly startled; her intuition was desperately warning her. As a seasoned superhuman, she instinctively realized that something was wrong with her condition.

Damn it, the shock to her will was too severe, and she could no longer maintain her anchor point in the sea of ​​ignorance. The relentless tide was pushing her further and further away.

This is extremely dangerous, because there is no direction in the sea of ​​ignorance. Once you get lost, you will never be able to find your body again!

However, as long as you calm down, handle it properly, and find your anchor point in time, it's just a temporary mental breakdown. In reality, you might fall into a temporary frenzy for a while, which might be embarrassing, but at least you won't lose your life.

As for whether losing control would cause any trouble, she was still self-aware. The group of banshees in front of her were still watching, and even if all of them, the Burialers, went mad, the other side could suppress them immediately.

At most, I'll wake up with bruises all over my body.

The most important thing now is to get back to normal as soon as possible.

Helena immediately calmed herself and tried to recall her anchor point to find the location of her body, but found that she had found it the next moment.

How could it be so easy?

For extraordinary individuals, the anchor point in the sea of ​​ignorance is like a star in the sky; their own star shines brighter, serving as a reference to guide the position of their physical body.

Helena, however, saw a burning sun in the Sea of ​​Ignorance.

It was scorching hot and colossal beyond compare. She had never seen such a massive anchor point before. Even those beings who had touched the Three-Pointed Gate were pitifully small in its presence.

But how could she have such an exaggerated anchor point?
Helena quickly found her body. Because the time she was lost was too short, she didn't even lose control. However, just as she was preparing to return to the real world, she suddenly felt a slight deviation.

The anchor point didn't seem to be anchored to her body.

But
She glanced toward the anchor point, at that imposing, indescribable presence, which seemed to be nearby, right beneath her feet.
"Ho, ho, ho"

Helena suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for breath. Suddenly, she felt a spasm in her stomach, covered her mouth, bent over, and then vomited several mouthfuls of salty and bitter seawater.

A small filefish, with a few wisps of seaweed clinging to it, landed on the floor. "Why...is it seawater?"

Helena vomited a few more times, her eyes filled with both fear and confusion.

Even if the priests of the Silent Sanctuary accidentally lose control, what they bring out from the Sea of ​​Ignorance are ice shards and frost symbolizing the Bone Raven. Seawater? Imperial Truth doesn't seem to have any extraordinary connection with the sea, does it?

"Come and tuck your feet in—" Suddenly a mop appeared in her field of vision, and several guards were expertly sweeping the floor. Someone else helped her to the side. Helena looked up and saw that many of her companions were already sitting against the wall on the benches at the edge of the hall.

They all looked somewhat listless, but none of them seemed to have lost control or gone mad. Patriarch Ignatius seemed to be in worse condition, but he had not lost his mind.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?"

Ignati rubbed his temples. "Seeing so many banshees was quite a shock for everyone, but thankfully, none of us lost our way."

He took a deep look at the church and said, "It's easy to find."

Helena nodded, leaned closer, and whispered, "They're theirs."

“That’s right. They must worship some evil god, related to the ocean. That’s probably why they are so powerful. I just don’t know what Castel sacrificed to the evil god to gain such power.”

"An evil god?" Helena frowned. She turned to look at the hall, where the banshees were still bowing their heads in devout prayer, oblivious to the commotion.

These powerful beings probably don't care about these laughable humans at all.

“Evil gods, old gods, or other ancient things, there’s not much difference.” Ignati sighed. “But in that case, the Path Sanctuary of Castel cannot be used as a reference; we will ultimately have to walk our own path.”

"Patriarch, I still have some concerns. If Castell gains knowledge by offering sacrifices to these beings, then..."

"Sacrifice isn't necessarily a bad thing, Sister Helena. Please don't be prejudiced. They rely on these beings now, and they might just be able to achieve independence in the future. Don't you agree, Nora?"

Nora was still in Gwen's arms. She had witnessed the whole thing from beginning to end, and when she heard Ignati's question, her expression turned strange.

“I think Castells might not really want independence; he probably intends to rely on what you’ve mentioned for much longer.”

Not only does Castel not intend to distance himself from the evil god, but he is even looking for more, such as the captured Bazel, whom Hughes is extremely concerned about and has kept in the most heavily guarded prison. Now, a new furnace is being built in Bloodharbor and is just waiting to be completed.

One of these things can support the energy consumption of an entire city and can also supply externally. If you told Castel to give it up, Hughes would jump for joy.

But Ignati heard these words and interpreted them in a completely different way.

The Patriarch of the Silent Sanctuary sighed: "Very well, since this is Castel's choice, I hope you will realize the danger in the future."

"No need for the future, we'll see you soon."

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(End of this chapter)