Deep Sea Embers Chapter 415: Go down the well
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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. How many monsters were killed, 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, and there seemed to be layers of murmurs and roars in the wind. Agatha's body shook. She sensed the presence of malice from the wind, and put The flames were 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 raised 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 at the profane and filthy things surging in the darkness, and the tip of the cane hit the ground, making a roar like a bell--
"Boom——"
The elevator creaked, and the car sank staggeringly into the depths of the mine. The guardian 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," another guard said in surprise, but then subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the gatekeeper standing in the middle of the car,
"Like...like..."
Like Lord the Gatekeeper knocking with his cane before the purge of heresy begins
The sound of "Death Knell"—he wanted to say that, but he couldn't.
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, and silently came to the edge of the car surrounded by guardrails, looking down.
"Gatekeeper," the guard who spoke before came over and said hesitantly,
"There seemed to be some noise coming from below, could it be that someone else was also operating in the mine?"
"There are only us here," Agatha said without looking back,
"Don't worry about the sound just now."
The subordinates retreated temporarily, but Agatha was still looking 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.
In the deep underground area, the fog is filled as if it appeared out of thin air.
The mine elevator creaked and descended in this hazy mist, and occasionally dim light clusters could be seen moving upwards around it—that was the gas lamps and electric lamps set in the shaft, they looked so It is so faint that when viewed through the mist, it is as small as the shimmer of a firefly.
But no matter what, the equipment in the mine is obviously still functioning - the ventilation system, the power pipeline, the lighting system, the lifting device... are all functioning normally.
Of course, you should be careful when using machinery and equipment at this time. Agatha decided to use this elevator after she specially sent a priest to check the condition of the elevator—a safer choice is to use the steps in the emergency passage Going down the well with the ramp, 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 out-of-control crashed freight cars and tracks on the hillside before were impressive."
"Can't you say something nice at a time like this?" Another older guard frowned suddenly,
"Everyone is on the lift—if you're really nervous, just jump down. There will be no trouble during the free fall."
"No, no, no, I just said it casually. This thing looks solid and stable at first glance, and it will definitely not go wrong..."
At this moment, another nun with ear-length short hair heard the conversation between the two soldiers, leaned over and said:
"However, 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 her offspring. She will definitely be fine if she jumps from here..."
The two guards were silent for two seconds, and said in unison:
"...Is that still a human?!"
"I just heard..."
The soldiers are talking, which will not affect their subsequent actions, but it can dilute the tension brought about by the constant descent in the darkness - the guards are also human, and they also need to soothe their nerves.
Agatha turned her back to them, neither joining them nor stopping her subordinates—she just listened quietly, with a faint smile on her face at some point.
Contrary to 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 braking 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 slightly messy mine equipment in the nearby open space—the mine that was evacuated in a hurry The staff obviously failed to take everything away, traces of the rush can be seen 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 when he set off,
"Our current position is Well No. 2."
Agatha took the blueprint, and while walking down the elevator, she compared the surrounding environment with the data, and at the same time recalled the information she got from the mine management staff before going down the shaft:
"The underground truck leading to the excavation area has been out of service. To get to the excavation area, you can only walk. Follow the red route signs. There will be a ramp leading to the mining operation surface 150 meters away."
She raised her head and checked the surrounding situation again.
"Check around first, set up a safe point, and then go deeper."
The subordinates got busy, and the guards went to confirm the safety of each traffic checkpoint. The priest and nun began to clean the open space around the elevator and arrange altars and holy objects.
Agatha walked around casually.
She stopped in front of an overturned transfer box that she didn't have time to take away.
The transfer box is made of iron, lined with tin compartments inside, the cover is not fastened, and has been broken after it fell to the ground, and the contents inside can be seen - some knocked into small pieces ore.
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 a sample for inspection that is going to be brought up with the shift change personnel." A middle-aged guard came from the side and judged with experience.
Because they want to investigate the situation of the mine, about half of the subordinates that Agatha brought this time are guards who have been performing missions in the boiling gold mine area for a long time. Although they are not professional miners, they are quite familiar with the situation here. experience.
"Boiling gold ore..."
With a serious expression, Agatha 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.
A moment later, she handed the ore to the middle-aged guard:
"You check."
"It is a good-quality raw ore. It seems that it can be sent to the furnace with simple crushing and primary screening. However, I am not very good at judging the rate of ore yield...need a professional."
Agatha frowned:
"That's it?
No questions? "
"I don't see the 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 boiling gold ore, looked at it for a long time, and then spoke 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 it must be done after going down the well."
The guard standing opposite her was slightly taken aback, but in the next second, the soldier's face was already dignified and serious.
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 ~IndoMTL.com~ or the nuns and priests, is already a selected person in the church. The contract was signed under Tork's gaze.
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, anything may be secret, and the last second Ordinary 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".
After all, some things even if only
To "know" is to leave a eroded gap in the real world, even if it is only left in the mind of the person concerned
The "impression" is to leave a shadow on the loss of control in the future.
Agatha raised her head and saw that the placement of the temporary altar and the holy objects had been completed, and the safety point had been set up.
"Everyone, gather—I have something to announce."