Deep Sea Embers Chapter 71: Gathering in the gutter

The moment Duncan took out the sun talisman, there was a few seconds of silence at the scene - his words "my own person" floated in the air indifferently, which brought a dozen pairs of eyes unexpectedly. They looked at each other cautiously, and then the tall, thin man who looked like a small boss suddenly lowered his voice and said in a hurried tone: "Hurry up! Be careful that there are church eyeliners nearby!"

Does this amulet really work? Is this thing so convincing among the Sun Cultists?

Duncan was delighted in his heart, but he still maintained a mysterious posture with an expressionless face covering half of his face. Together they stand out as my talisman."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a man with a beard on the opposite side who subconsciously said: "No, we can gather together at most to attract the sheriff and disturb the social order..."

"Shut up!" The tall and thin leader immediately stopped the idiots, and then his eyes fell on Duncan, "This is a necessary precaution - after all, this city is very unsafe now You come over, don't make any extra moves."

Duncan calmly walked towards the opposite side, and the other side looked him up and down carefully. After looking at him for a long time, the tall and thin man asked in a low voice, "Are you a believer living in this city?"

Duncan thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

The original owner of the body did live in the city, and he lives in the city now, and on these obvious issues, he decided to tell the truth.

His plan was very simple. He wanted to find a way to find a way to get in the middle of these cultists, and then see if he could get any news. If he didn't expose it, he would ask more questions. If it was exposed, let Ai transform and give them all to the pigeons. .

The tall and thin man did not notice any dangerous thoughts in the mind of this "compatriot of the church" in front of him, but immediately asked: "As far as I know, the Deep Sea Church attacked a few days ago..."

"The meeting place in the sewers, where a sun worship was going on, the ceremony got out of hand, and we lost a lot of people—but I escaped," Duncan said lightly, watching the sun around him The reaction of the believers, he could feel that the tense atmosphere on these people had obviously relaxed, but only the tall and thin little leader in front of him remained cautious, "There are three people who escaped with me, but we Lost and now I have absolutely no access to the church - until I met you and the sun gave me guidance."

The tall and thin man hummed noncommittally, and then his eyes fell on Duncan's shoulder: "What is this?"

"My pet," Duncan said casually, "can't you tell? It's just an ordinary pigeon."

Ai shook his head at the right time and made a loud "coo" sound.

"This pigeon's voice is so loud..." The tall and thin man seemed to finally relax his vigilance. Probably subconsciously, he also felt that the guys who abide by the rules of the church would not have the habit of running around the city with a bird, so he ordered Nodding, "Come with me, it's not safe to talk outside."

Duncan breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the first step of fishing in troubled waters seemed to be successful.

He then followed behind the group of cultists, following them deeper into the alley.

This alley is deeper than he imagined, and it seems to lead to the most forgotten shadowy hinterland of this rundown city. A group of cultists leads Duncan around, passing old pipes that constantly release steam. The system passed through the path with the cross-flow of sewage, and finally circled into a low and dilapidated building complex. Undoubtedly in front of Duncan.

He thought he and Nina were living in the city's lower-level neighborhoods, but now he suddenly realized that the original antique store was actually a "decent place" in the lower city. .

Most of the dilapidated houses on both sides of the road are lifeless and seem to have been abandoned for a while, but in the shadows of a few houses, there seems to be a numb or gloomy gaze, it seems that there are homeless people hiding In this forgotten city, I watched indifferently the uninvited guests who broke into this place.

But in the end, these gloomy gazes were quickly withdrawn - the dozen or so people that the tall and thin man was carrying were obviously enough to make the homeless people living here fear.

"See, this is the most prosperous city-state on the boundless sea, Perland," muttered the man in black who initially caught Duncan's attention, as if speaking to himself or speaking to Duncan, "It's the same everywhere, it's the same with Rensa, it's the same with Cold Harbor, and even the Lightwind Harbor called the 'Place of Peace and Justice' by the elves... They claim that the so-called 'sun' illuminates the world fairly, for all things Bring light order, but how much sunshine is left in these gutters?"

Duncan didn't respond, just glanced up. He saw steam and fuel pipes from uptown and industrial districts crisscrossing the buildings overhead, huge valves and rectifying structures like many bizarre giants. Beast-like entrenched on the top of the surrounding low and dilapidated buildings, the sun shines through the gaps in these pipes, making the sewage between the buildings emit an unpleasant stench.

Most of the sewage was condensed from steam leaking from nearby pipes. With the operation of the city, this sewage mixed with the chemicals in the factory and accumulated in the lower city day after day.

Without having to live long in the city, Duncan can roughly guess how this "urban abscess" appeared at a glance.

Duncan silently glanced at the aggrieved man in black, his expression still indifferent.

Bewitched by the Sons of the Sun, or persecuted by a bad life, these cultists were born for a reason - but so what?

These cultists, who thought they were forced by the city-state and had to live in the gutter, finally came to this lower city to arrest the helpless poor and sacrificed alive - there are countless people in the cave. None of the ragged people were decent people in the upper city.

As a "foreigner" who didn't know enough about the world, Duncan felt that he didn't need to comment too much on this city-state, but at least as a former sacrifice, he felt that these cultists were not a thing.

In silence, he finally reached the stronghold of these cultists.

The base is underground in an abandoned factory.

These cultists who are digging in the gutter always seem to have a way to find a suitable gutter and transform it into their gathering place, or this prosperous steam capital already has countless gutters, suitable for use to grow something dark and profane.

A group of people crossed the half-collapsed courtyard wall outside the factory and opened the iron gate leading to the underground structure. Duncan originally planned to observe the situation in the factory to satisfy his curiosity about the "steam age". In the end, he didn't find a chance. He was taken directly to a sloping staircase leading to the underground, and came to the "secret base" of the cultists.

This may have been a factory warehouse or a facility such as a machinery room, but it has now been evacuated, leaving only the remaining piping systems on the roof and walls that can no longer be tapped. Bright gas lamps - dark spaces are dangerous, even the cultists know this, so they lit up whale grease-fueled oil lamps all over the ground, and in the light of the large number of oil lamps, Duncan saw There are more than a dozen cultists gathered here.

After the church devastated a sacrificial site, how many Sun believers are still gathered? Where did these cultists come from? Is it possible that, like mushroom moss, it grows itself whenever there is a gutter?

Duncan looked at the figures gathered in the wide basement with some surprise, and the cultists also looked at him, the stranger who suddenly appeared, curiously and warily, and then the tall, thin man left again. Come here, followed by a few strong and tall believers, standing around Duncan.

Duncan frowned: "Why, you have to search your body again after you come in? I didn't know there was such a rule~IndoMTL.com~ If you are really the eyeliner of the church, a body search is useless," the tall and thin man said. , took out a strip of cloth from his arms and handed it to Duncan, "Relax, it's just a more rigorous verification, just the necessary caution-we have lost many compatriots for various reasons over the years. . Hold it and read after me."

Duncan glanced at the thing handed over, and saw that it was a dirty strip of cloth, even like something torn from old clothes, with dark brown stains on its surface, as if it had dried up blood.

This is another tool used by the Sun believers to verify their compatriots?

Duncan was a little surprised and lamented that this is indeed a group of professionals who are hunted and killed all day long. Although there is not much combat power, the skills of external defense against penetration and internal defense against internal ghosts are indeed full.

Then he took the things handed over by the other party, and heard the tall and thin man mutter some sentences in a low voice: "In the name of the sun, may the glory of the Lord shine..."

Duncan felt very familiar as soon as he heard it - he just heard a cultist say this to him not long ago!

The cult also gave him an amulet.

Duncan raised his finger quietly, and a cluster of undetected green flames immediately seeped into the seemingly ordinary cloth in his hand, and then he followed suit with a stern face. The tall and thin man in front of him recited those few prayers.

The strip of cloth, which seemed to be soaked in blood, remained in his hand, seemingly unresponsive.

The tall and thin man's eyes fell on the cloth strip. After a long time, he finally nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to retract the cloth strip from Duncan's hand, and said with a smile, "Welcome back to the glory of the Lord, compatriots."