"As you can see in retrospect, when He Meng and Gang were killed and the two Silvias fought, I also tried to open a tributary of a long historical river and salvage as many spiritual body fragments as possible, but found nothing.
"
Mr. Wax smoothed his sleeves.
"Find all the living members of these two families, including their descendants, and arrange those who can work as civilians to serve as civilians. Those who can work as investigators will be recruited as investigators. Those who are no longer able to work will be supported and passed away according to the retirement standards of senior civilian personnel."
After a moment of silence, Pogorelic calmly explained.
Then, he made a movement with his right hand to draw the sword from the scabbard of his left hand.
In fact, it was just an empty scabbard, and the remains of the "Blade" are now in the altar at the entrance to the cracking field.
But he still drew his sword, raised it high, and struck down, as if he was holding a non-existent sharp blade.
"Boom!!——"
The dark red liquid surface was split into two in an instant, like a thick piece of bread being broken open from the middle. The surrounding water rose into the sky like a tsunami, sweeping upward along the circular wall in defiance of gravity.
"Go down and have a look."
Pogorelic jumped into the abyss between the "waterfalls".
"Bang——"
Mr. Wax's entire body and wheelchair exploded, turning into a flock of flying white paper birds.
Soon, the two of them approached the extreme depth of the pool water, which became lighter and more transparent. Then, the two of them saw the mouth of the well with weird edges a few meters deeper below their feet, and the windows with old dim lights, which were twisted and deformed.
And the crumbling door, as well as the familiar and strange, familiar and scary daily objects piled inside
"This is where it happened?" Pogorelic asked.
"Strictly speaking, we entered from here." Mr. Wax nodded. "The mirror incident of the secret history reappeared at that time, which triggered the 'Tongmu' to personally intervene. I did not use inspiration to pry in depth."
In fact, even if "Tongmu" is no longer watching, these two order enforcers dare not rush down to this foreign world.
The "back room" has reached the scope of the abnormal zone. The secret history turbulence will have a serious impact on the order enforcers, and there is no way to know where they lead and whether they can return. What's more terrible is that there is a high probability of "worms" gathering here.
, and a Lord of Witness who is between half mad and completely mad.
"Although there is internal strife in the Divine Advent Society, the motive for claiming credit is the same." Mr. Wax looked at the twisted and stacked windows and lights under his feet, "This Sylvia wants to snatch the twin girls away, so that those who cannot do so can
'Mother Tong' went completely crazy and destroyed this moving secret realm. At first, she obviously overestimated her own ability. She was dragged along the way and she was almost dragged in. But later she escaped without knowing how and couldn't judge her.
Has the purpose been achieved?”
“Keng!!!”
Pogorelic struck out of thin air again.
A blade-shaped storm separated the layers of pool water, like cutting tofu, leaving shocking gaps in the doors, windows and well mouths.
There was the sound of crackling wood and shattering glass.
The water in the pool shrank and showed no sign of closing for a while. Doors, windows, wellheads, lights, and old objects seemed to be broken one after another, and then slowly started to squirm.
They slowly repair, join, and reorganize, and soon the scars are no longer visible.
However, what is presented is another twisted and stacked combination, which has changed compared to before.
"The state of the 'cracking field' is basically stable. It may not last long, but it is better than the previous situation." Pogorelic made a judgment.
"Basically stable, that means that the replacement process of 'Double Gate Color' has been successfully realized." Mr. Wax thought quickly, "In other words, it has been basically realized without deviating from the original program. Could it be that this thing
Ervia just returned empty-handed? She didn’t take anything with her? This is a bit counterintuitive to me.”
"There is another possibility. There is something that is as effective as a 'qualified person'!"
"In other words, at least from the perspective of the secret history, their effectiveness is almost equal, so the clamp is partially relaxed and the target can be replaced. This can be considered as the effect of natural law, or as the 'pupil mother'
Subjective consciousness, after all, the will of the Lord of Witness is partial dominion over the laws of nature.”
"Effectiveness is equivalent?" Pogorelic shook his head indifferently.
Even if it is the latter case, is the replaced "double gate color" really effective in guarding the "worm", and can it really make the "pupil mother" get rid of it?
Fear, I’m afraid I have to put a question mark!
A "qualified person" does not just meet the phase requirements of "Key" and "Pool".
Deep spiritual qualities and the twin relationship of souls are more important.
If something is really replaced, then a stable and balanced mystical structure cannot be formed at all, and the hidden dangers may still break out within a few years!
"What do you think the second Sylvia finally took out?" Mr. Wax asked.
Pogorelic narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered a few words again:
"Maybe 'Old Days,' or 'Red Pond.'"
"Did you bring the scale?"
The next moment, the "halo balance" with a strange shape and turbid color appeared in Mr. Wax's hand again.
He controlled the molten liquid to slowly drip and solidify.
Dozens of measurements were made in a row, mostly using diagonal line segments or hands stretched out from the liquid surface as basic symbols. On the weighed objects, the names of familiar people and gods from the present and the past were included.
The previous conclusions have not changed much: Fanning and "Old Days", Vincent and "Fountain in Painting", Scheler and "Red Pond", Lavoisier and "Unfallen Fire" have a closer relationship.
Sylvia, however, did not show any obvious correlation with the remains of these artifact gods.
"Perhaps Fan Ning did die later, or Scheele also died during the 'Meat Sacrifice'. If it was really the work of the Divine Advent Society, it would be a big trouble to find the whereabouts of the corresponding wreckage. I hope it's not both.
Yes." Mr. Wax leaned back in his wheelchair and put his hands in his sleeves.
"No, there's something fishy about this." Pogorelic's eyes flashed.
In fact, the various activities of the God Advent Society have not directly intended to snatch away the remains of the God of Origin. They have only paid considerable attention to things related to the abnormal zone and "worms".
The only relevant connection may be the "Disaster" and the Santa Ramburg subway incident, but after combining the various intelligences, no matter which direction the situation develops, it is difficult to hope that the wreckage of the "Disaster" will fall into any secret organization.
In her hands, Sylvia used underground gatherings to promote this incident, but also to promote other things.
This is what confuses the Special Patrol Office, and what makes Pogorelic suspicious.
“Is it possible to measure the correlation between two different ‘Sylvias’ and ‘Old Days’ or ‘Red Pool’?”
After thinking about it, Pogorelic asked this question.
"It's impossible to tell the difference." Mr. Wax immediately shook his head, "'Halo Balance' is not a divination ritual instrument. It can only weigh a specific item or have a clear meaning in history and people's cognition. It cannot be used for divination.
factors are nested inside.”
Pogorelic nodded to express his understanding.
It makes no sense to write the name "Sylvia" on both ends, and if one end writes "the person who killed He Meng" and the other end writes "the person who killed Gon", it will not touch the scale, because "the person who killed Ho Meng"
"The person who killed XX" itself is a divination sentence pattern, thus forming a mixture.
"Go up."
After the two people emerged from the liquid surface in the pool, Mr. Wax controlled a group of paper birds and displayed a dozen names of people on the tile grid on the wall, as well as notes in small fonts.
"The abnormal zone investigation plan for the year 915 of the New Calendar. The alternate candidates for captain and vice-captain are listed in order. The reasons are attached. Please review them."
Unexpectedly, Pogorelic didn't turn around to look at it at all, but just walked all the way up, circling up the steps.