Deep Sea Embers Chapter 298: PTSD

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Outside the door of the guard's hut, on the path leading to the morgue, the pile of charcoal that barely kept the outline of a human was still in place. Several church guards were preparing to transfer the pile of remains into a wooden box. After the "gatekeeper" and the cemetery guard appeared, they stopped for a while.

Gatekeeper Agatha pointed to the pile of charred remains: "The one you saw yesterday should be him—of course, what remains here is just a body, the visitor who once occupied this body, It has indeed left."

The old guard came to the wreckage, lowered his head to observe for a moment, and frowned slightly: "He is" if he is right, one of the four cultists who pretended to be priests last night," Agatha said lightly , "This body died due to the symbiotic backlash of the deep demon."

The old guard remained silent with a serious face. He didn't know what to think about. After two minutes, he suddenly raised his head and said: "The corpse you sent last night..."

Agatha nodded, raised her finger and pointed in another direction: "It's over here, but its state...is a bit weirder."

Led by the gatekeeper, the old guard came to an open space on the edge of the morgue, where the processed "samples" and other key evidence to be sent back to the cathedral were stored.

The old guard stared in astonishment at the thing Agatha pointed out to him.

It was a bunch of large and small... glass jars.

"I mean.....is this the corpse you sent yesterday? That 'restless person' who talked to me in the coffin for a long time last night?" The old man stared at the pile of bottles and jars After a long time, I finally couldn't help but turned my head and looked at Vanessa suspiciously, "After only one night, he can even knock on the wooden boards in the coffin with great energy!"

It must be that he knew that the "gatekeeper" would not deceive himself, and he couldn't connect those things with the "restless man" who was rambling in the coffin yesterday.

The atmosphere looks pretty good.

He paused, pointing to one of the largest jars.

As soon as Aga entered the door, he saw Morris correcting Nina's homework, and Nina supervised Shirley, Agou and Alice in spelling words at another table not far away.

"We didn't act like that." Vanessa said lightly.

"I feel...something is watching our city, and the days to come may not be too quiet."

"Two blocks away, and in full view, this pile of wreckage suddenly fell at an intersection," Agatha said, "along with a dead bird demon that was clearly still out of control—this The demon remained in the real world for less than a few seconds before collapsing and disappearing, and passers-by at the scene called the police to the sheriff."

Aga detoured to Morris and handed over a letter: "A letter from your wife."

Aga came to the restaurant before evening.

"My opinion is that this heretic probably also saw this 'visitor' you saw last night" - the eyes of the deep demon are more likely to see the 'truth', so her death bird went crazy, and in In madness, she took her master and escaped into the deep depths," Vanessa analyzed calmly, "judging from the wreckage, this heresy was torn apart by other deep demons before being backlashed by the symbiotic contract. A typical feature of profound depth."

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