Gao Wen opened his eyes slowly, but this time, there was no amber face in his sight.

A slight snoring sound was coming from the side.

Looking down along the snoring sound, he saw that the half-elf lady with pointed ears was lying on the desk, padding her hands under her head, and she was already sleeping.

This guy is much quieter after falling asleep.

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing, as soon as his body shook, Amber who was lying on the table woke up suddenly and stared at this side: "Hey, you're back!"

Gao Wen opened his mouth and just wanted to talk. Amber followed by bb loudly: "Hey, I tell you, I'm not lazy, I just take a nap, you can't deduct my salary for this, I Six senses are keen, and he has been awake all the time ... "

Gao Wen: "... I haven't said anything yet."

Sure enough, the quietness of this guy is limited to when he is asleep-with open eyes, an amber can definitely make more than two thousand ducks.

"I didn't prepare the words in advance to prevent what you said," Amber wiped the drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and muttered while looking at Gao Wen's eyes up and down, frowning in doubt. It's been a long time this time-what happened there? "

"I followed Daniel to investigate some things." Gao Wen nodded, and at the same time began to replay the experience of exploring the depths of the spiritual network. The more aftertaste, the more I could not help frowning, my heart With emotion.

This exploration ... Too much information was collected, and a lot of information made him stunned!

"Looks like a big harvest this time?" Amber keenly noticed the subtle changes in Gao Wen's expression. "And some things are troublesome?"

Gao Wen nodded slightly: "The situation is special and a meeting is needed. Carmel, Hetty, Wright, Veronica are tentatively called, um ... Pittman also called, plus you."

Amber wrote these names silently, and immediately noticed that most of them were related to a certain field.

She raised her eyebrows and twitched her ears gently. "Related to the gods or rebellious plans?"

"Well," Gao Wen responded briefly, then thought for a moment, and then commanded, "Also, you have to investigate and investigate the abnormal casting signals recorded by the magic monitoring towers around the southwest recently, especially the signals of dream-like divine magic. There is also the monitoring of various types of spiritual messaging. In addition, there are records of investigations and arrests of the sleepers. "

"The sleepers ... the sleepers in the south have been almost stopped by you," Amber was strange for a while, "there are magic monitoring towers all over the place, and the low- and middle-level Christians are basically tied by the regional security team as soon as they leave. The Public Security Bureau's water pipe is on, and you still have 'special methods'. Higher-level believers have either been deported or are being monitored for intelligence gathering-why are there suddenly a large-scale investigation? "

"Maybe an important goal was missed," Gao Wen said with a serious expression, "a soul body, a perpetual archbishop is hiding in the south!"

As he spoke, the words that had shocked him once appeared in his mind:

Selena Gelfen, Archbishop (Death), Female, Soul Body.

You are here: Anzu / Fixed / Cecil Empire-South! !!

"This goal is not trivial. The ordinary security team's actions are likely to disturb her. Your MIA's operations are secretive and more suitable." Gao Wen took a deep breath and looked at Amber's eyes. "I'm not sure if you can really find it, but at least Try it-her name is Selena Gelfen ... "

...

Somewhere in the Tifeng Empire, in an ancient facility underground, footsteps broke the silence in the dim corridor.

A middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a more elegant temperament and wearing monocles walked in a long corridor covered with slate and embossed on the walls on both sides. Behind him, there were several people wearing robes. A dark robe with an owl mask on his face.

This man is exactly the "archbishop of Yuri" in the real world.

Compared with the "image" in the spiritual network, Yuri's temperament and clothing in the real world have not changed much, but his image in the spiritual network is a young man, and in reality, he is middle-aged. There was a little white hair on her head.

"Well ... I'm going to rest," Archbishop Yuri couldn't help complaining as he walked on the road. "Archbishop Selena, do you forget that people in the real world need rest?"

The swaying lights suddenly appeared in the air, and the figure of Selina Gell appeared next to Yuri. The female archbishop in a long white dress said calmly: "Your sleep time is enough-in the current situation Then, too much rest is a waste. "

Yuri couldn't help but glance beside him, and again a helpless sigh.

He knew that Selena Gelfen wasn't actually in this corridor, not in this facility.

She is no longer in this world.

Hundreds of years ago, the former church saint had already martyred. In the chain reaction that caused the collapse of faith, she used her life to protect the sanity and soul of thousands of church members. The body was torn by the power of the gods, and the soul was torn apart.

It was Pope Mergol III who took the shot himself, collected the broken soul of Selena Gell, and saved it in some kind of "container" at the level of dreams.

To this day, the archbishop's soul is still moving from one container to another, and her consciousness is wandering in the spiritual network.

At this moment, Selena in front of You and Selina in the eyes of several sleepless priests are actually just projections in their minds-this projection is so real that even as a high-level peak The transcendent, Yuri can hardly distinguish the illusion of the woman in front of her, sound, smell, light, shadow and color ... everything is so real.

But if there is a person who is completely unaffected by the magic of the mind, you will see that in the corridor there is actually only Yuri and some masked high-level priests. There is no such thing as a female archbishop.

"You're right, there is really no room for rest now," Archbishop Yuri shook his head, his eyes turned forward, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "This crisis is no small matter. If the truth is as you and I guess ... ... then we absolutely made an almost irreparable mistake. "

At the end of the long corridor, a gate depicting many runes, inlaid with crystals and magical metal appeared in front, and as Yuri and others approached, they automatically and silently opened to the sides.

Behind the gate is a brightly lit and extraordinarily large hall.

The hall is rectangular, with neatly arranged square columns arranged inside. Those columns have runes shining on the surface, light flowing, and there are a large number of "cables" like vines and flesh fibers. Extending into the ceiling, one end is scattered around the columns, leading to a large array of neatly arranged seats.

The seats were distributed around the pillars, forming separate areas, and about half of them were in a "full" state at the moment. The chair was a black robe and a star pendant hung on the collar. Some of the believers leaned on the back of the chair as if they had fallen asleep, while others remained awake, but the nerve cords and runes behind the seat also shimmered.

In the other half of the area, the nerve cord behind the seat was stripped and extended to a corner of the hall. In that corner, there were beds lined with dozens of dormant sleepers. .

Some people in grey robes or brown robes walked around the sleeping believers, caring for their compatriots who could not wake up because of the pollution.

Seeing this, Yuri's brow couldn't help wrinkling.

He walked towards the area where the bed was placed.

A tall, thin, cluttered blond clergyman greeted him, bowing respectfully and saluting: "Archbishop Selena, Archbishop Yuri."

Then he turned to Selena Gelfen on purpose: "The archbishop has increased the number of spiritual appeasements according to your instructions, and the state of these people has stabilized."

This is a middle-level priest, who does not have a high status in the Order. Many believers in this level do not even know the fact that Archbishop Selena has actually died-they can always see the latter in The Order's stronghold has appeared, and even occasionally can talk to it. Under the coverage of sensory projections without dead ends, Archbishop Selena in their eyes has always been a living person.

Selina nodded to the mid-level priest, and slowly walked forward while casually saying, "Pay attention to the state of the nerve cords. The consciousness of these operators is now torn apart, and the fragments of the mind are sinking into the number one. Deep in the sandbox, if there is a problem with the connection of the nerve cords ... they can't come back. "

The cluttered blond clergyman bowed his head and responded, "Please be assured that we are paying special attention to this."

Yuri's eyes glanced at those lying on the couch.

His face was quiet and his breathing was smooth, as if he was only asleep in a long dream, but he was too deep to wake up. The artificial nerve cords extended from behind their brains, connecting the columns in the hall, the surface of the nerve cords, and the runes. Glimmer surges.

Most of the eternal sleepers can actually connect to the network directly through dream magic, but this connection is not the most efficient. Therefore, in this "control hall", the operators connecting the network need to rely on physical nerve cords to communicate with each other. Connect and merge into the network.

These nerve cords are technology from the death of all things. They were immature more than ten years ago, but they have been improved a lot in recent years, and their negative effects have been greatly reduced.

When the sandbox No. 1 is out of control and the pollution erupts from the inside out, the operators directly connected to the sandbox No. 1 are impacted in this "physical connection" state, and the weak human brain protection faces that The impact is almost nothing, pollution almost occupies the minds of these compatriots almost instantaneously, and uses it as a springboard into the spiritual network.

Now, the contaminated ports of these operators are actually shielded. The overflow of Sandbox No. 1 no longer uses them as a springboard, but the pollution has already spread to the brain servant array and several virtual connection ports, even without these operators as springboards. The connection between Sandbox One and Mind Network can no longer be closed.

The operators themselves are still tightly bound by the sandbox number one, and their consciousness is sunk deep in the sandbox, unable to wake up.

After a long silence, Yuri suddenly said, "If you go deep into their dreams, you may be able to observe the situation in the sandbox directly."

"But it is more likely to face the deepest pollution, and the end will be the same as these people," said Selina Gell, shaking her head. "Human minds are difficult to fight against the impact of information of that scale. After all, even the extraordinary The strong are still essentially mortals. "

Selina especially emphasized the word "mortal", which made Yuri frown.

"Archbishop Selena, what do you think appeared in the sandbox ... really ..."

"It's too early to say this, at least wait to report the situation to the Pope." Selina said, looking up, "looking" towards the end of the other side of the hall.

She does not have her own eyes that can open in the real world, but here, she can "see" everything here through the senses of a large number of believers on the scene.

In that direction, there are rows of neatly arranged windows on the wall at the end of the hall. Through the crystal glass covered by that window, you can clearly see that there is another hall opposite.

In that hall, more dense square columns are arranged, and each square column is lined with rectangular platforms.

A large number of unconscious "brain servants" lie on those platforms. Their brain nerves are connected with the neural network in the hall, and the body relies on various biomass pipelines for nutrient delivery and metabolic cycles.

"We originally wanted to make a beautiful dream ..." Selina Gelby sighed. "But it is going to be a nightmare after all."