Chapter 793 Pollution Spreads

In the territory of Typhon, in the depths of the hidden underground palace of the headquarters of the Eternal Sleeper.

Archbishop Yuri, dressed in a white robe and with a gentle temperament, walked quickly through the deep and long corridor with a team of priests.

The magic spar lamp in the corridor shone brightly, but it seemed unable to dispel the gloom that had gathered on the archbishop's face. In the corridor, the echoes echoed in the hearts of every accompanying priest.

With the slight friction of the mechanical device, the magic door leading to the deep prayer hall opened to both sides, and Yuri Charvin entered a half-moon-shaped hall with various mysterious ancient runes depicted on the walls, and his eyes quickly swept across. The audience.

Dozens of priests wearing white robes or long skirts are sitting scattered on the cushions in various places in the hall. They are all young priests, but they are surging with a very obvious and vaguely out of control powerful magic. Everyone's demeanor seemed a little sluggish, as if they had suffered different degrees of mental damage, and there were people around them to take care of them.

An Eternal Sleeper priest waiting in the hall noticed Yuri's appearance and immediately greeted him: "Archbishop..."

Yuri waved his hand to interrupt the other party's greeting, and said quickly, "How is the psionic choir?"

The Eternal Sleeper priest who came up looked back at the scene in the hall, and his tone was worried: "All members of the psionic choir have left the Internet and returned to the real world, they are all here, the good news is that no one was injured, the bad news Yes...they were mentally contaminated while covering the retreat of the advance troops."

Archbishop Yuri frowned instantly: "Mental pollution? All?"

The members of the psionic choir are all powerful mind masters, especially good at fighting the pollution from the mental level, and sheltering their partners in various dream worlds, but now... a whole psionic choir has been assembled, and they have all encountered Mental pollution?

Yuri and the accompanying priests were reluctant to believe this, but the fact forced them to accept the status quo——

"All staff are polluted, and no one is spared," the priest in charge of managing the deep prayer hall said in a low tone, "Including the high-level peak's 'Singing' Your Excellency Wendy."

Yuri Charvin couldn't help taking a breath, and after a full two seconds, he slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and asked in a deep voice, "How deep is the pollution... No, just tell the truth. , how many followers of the upper narrator are there?"

The priest in charge of the hall shook his head with a deep expression, and at the same time, Yuri's eyes had passed him and looked at the members of the "psionic choir" who were being cared for in the rear hall.

Among the many "singers", a young lady with a delicate face in a beautiful and gorgeous gold-veined white gauze dress noticed his sight. She raised her head, showing a gentle and peaceful smile, then raised her right hand and placed it horizontally. In front of him, palms down, as if covered with invisible earth, a voice with a hint of magnetism sounded, as if straight into the heart: "Sir, please allow me to take a moment of your time and introduce to you our all-knowing and almighty Lord, the world. The redemption of all beings, the upper narrative..."

Before this beautiful lady could finish her words, the nearby Eternal Sleeper priests who were in charge of caring and monitoring had already swarmed up. Some people pressed her shoulders, some people opened her mouth, and some people poured some kind of medicine into her quickly. In his mouth, there was a strong priest holding a golden thorn high, and without hesitation stabbed the thorn into the back of the lady's neck while shouting: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Wendy!"

Yuri couldn't help closing his eyes - to him, this scene was even as terrifying as "Soul Song" Wendy suddenly spreading the beliefs of upper-level narrators to the outside world.

In this short riot, several members of the psionic choir seemed to have been influenced by Wendy, and suddenly enthusiastically spread the teachings of the upper narrator to the surrounding compatriots, and immediately attracted the surrounding people. The emergency treatment, or being forcibly interrupted by magic spikes, or being pressed on the ground to pour medicine, or being directly hypnotized to sleep by powerful spells.

Chaos did not spread due to timely disposal.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly entered Yuri's ears: "It seems that the forbidden runes in the deep prayer hall cannot suppress their spiritual pollution, and continuing to keep these tainted compatriots together can only make the situation further deterioration."

Yuri opened her eyes and saw that Selena Gerfen had "come" to the hall at some point, and was standing beside her at this moment. Some impetuous mood quickly calmed down.

The surrounding priests either already knew Selina's true state, or took Selena's "sudden appearance" for granted. At this moment, there was nothing unusual, but they saluted neatly: "Selena Archbishop."

Selena nodded briefly, turned her gaze to the psionic choir members in the hall, and sighed softly.

"Execute the highest level of 'containment', transfer all mentally contaminated personnel to a separate compartment in the deep area of ​​the palace, and under the premise of maintaining a comfortable environment and maintaining a good mental state, they are prohibited from contacting and talking with any unrelated personnel.

"The person in charge of the care is rotated every six hours to prevent pollution caused by long-term contact. In any case, the caregiver must ensure that three people are in groups, one person is in direct contact, one person assists, and one person observes outside the cubicle. It is absolutely forbidden to be alone. Contact - In the event of a solitary contact, the same level of containment is to be performed on the contact, regardless of how long the contact has been in, and whether or not the person has talked or not.

"From now on, the dungeon will implement dream control, prohibit unauthorized dream roaming behavior, and prohibit anyone other than the containment target from falling asleep in the deep area - if you fall asleep accidentally, regardless of whether you fall asleep, you must implement the same level of Containment.

"The above is the order of the Pope."

Selena dispatched orders from Megall III one by one. The severity of the measures made Yuri's face change a little, but he did not question these orders in the end.

He is very clear that now is an extraordinary period, and any strict containment and control measures are necessary, because...

The influence of the upper narrator is gradually breaking through Sandbox 1, and he has begun to try to break that wall and enter the real world.

The Eternal Sleepers in the hall began to carry out the orders from Pope Megall III. The psionic choir members who were in a trance state and had been contaminated by the upper narrators accepted the arrangement in a hurry. Driven by their remaining reason, they He cooperated to the greatest extent possible for the "containment" he was about to face.

Selena turned her eyes to Yuri: "Do you now know what is attacking the advance force?"

Yuri sighed and shook his head: "I just returned from the rest area of ​​the spirit knights - due to the protection of the psionic choir, they were lucky not to be contaminated, but their cognition and memory were seriously misplaced, and a few were able to reluctantly People who recalled the situation described a very eerie sight: they said they were being attacked by their own shadow."

"My own shadow... it sounds like a mental backlash..." Selena pondered, "Apart from that? Are there any other details?"

Yuri thought for a while, then nodded: "There is a detail that I don't know if it can be used for reference - the advance troop was attacked after nightfall in Sandbox No. 1."

Night... The "night" in the No. 1 sandbox seems to have a special occult significance. Before, the Phantom Town was shrouded in an abnormal night, and now the No. 1 sandbox seems to have a similar strangeness.

The hall was quiet for a while, and Selena stood quietly in the same place, bowing her head in silence, seemed to be lost in thought, and seemed to be making a difficult choice.

A minute later, she raised her head and looked into Archbishop Yuri's eyes: "Let's hold an emergency meeting and gather all the archbishops who can still act. We... I'm afraid we have to make some difficult choices."

Yuri looked into Selena's eyes.

As the oldest archbishop in the Order of the Eternal Sleepers, as a saint who "survived" seven hundred years ago, she has the same qualifications as Megall III to convene the Supreme Bishops' Council, but in the past few hundred years, she has They seldom do this, and the only few times are the moments that can affect the fate of the order.

After a while, Yuri nodded: "Understood, I'll make arrangements."

...

In Cecil City, Gawain was standing on the terrace in the dusk, overlooking the scenery of the dark mountains in the distance, but suddenly, a familiar wave of consciousness surged in the depths of his mind, interrupting his rare leisure time of the day .

A major accident occurred in the exploration of Sandbox No. 1? An emergency meeting of the Supreme Bishops' Conference of the Eternal Sleepers?

Gawain stood quietly in the same place, but deep down he was listening intently to the report from Daniel. After a while, he slowly exhaled, turned and left the terrace and returned to his room.

The maid Betty came to him in a dab.

"Betty, inform the other servants that no visitors will be accepted tonight," Gawain instructed the little maid in front of him. "Tell them when Heidi and Rebecca come back, and I may not leave the room tonight."

After Betty left, Gawain turned to the air beside him: "Keep the door."

Amber's voice came from the air: "Hey, I understand!"

After everything was arranged, Gawain didn't waste any time. He stepped to a soft spot in the room, adjusted to a more comfortable posture, and soon entered a deep "dreamland".

In the change of light and shadow, he has passed through the invisible spiritual barrier and arrived at the city of dreams in the depths of the spiritual network.

In the splendid, gorgeous and magnificent city of dreams, it is unusually deserted.

Gawain immediately noticed the unusual atmosphere around him. He stood on the edge of a square and looked at the street not far away, but saw that there were only sparse clergy patrolling the street where people came and went. There was not a single figure in the square that was originally a gathering place, and only the guards were seen near the mind crystals that usually needed to line up, and no "visitors" could be seen.

A familiar aura emerged beside him, and Daniel's figure appeared beside Gawain.

As soon as he appeared, the old mage bowed and saluted: "Salute to you, my lord."

Gawain looked at the other party: "Daniel, where are the people here?"

"Spiritual Network has implemented an emergency security policy. All middle and low-level users have switched to the basic connection mode, only limited access to the network, providing the necessary computing power, and no longer directly immersing consciousness into the city of dreams," Daniel lowered his head and replied Dao, "This is to prevent the contamination of upper-level narrators from spreading and preventing them from entering the real world."

Then he paused and explained: "The advance troop encountered a serious crisis in the exploration of the No. 1 sandbox, and even an archbishop was spiritually contaminated and became a believer of the upper-level narrator in the real world. Now the order Up and down has entered the most emergency state."

"...It seems that the situation has deteriorated very seriously," Gawain shook his head, "When will the meeting be held?"

"Five minutes later," Daniel nodded and replied, "the virtual port of the Central Temple has been reset according to your order, and a 'seat' has been arranged for you."

Speaking of which, Daniel paused for a moment, and then couldn't help confirming it again: "My lord, do you really want to 'audit'?"

Gawain looked at Daniel: "Then first, it depends on whether the 'seat' you set is concealed enough, and whether it can block the eyes of Megall III."

"Don't worry about this - as the situation becomes more tense and several times of self-certification, I have taken control of all the security permissions of the psychic network, and I am also responsible for the bottom-level rewriting of the central temple, and you can get an absolutely safe 'Auditorium'."

"Then don't worry," Gawain nodded. "In this situation, of course I want to be an observer."

This time, the Supreme Bishops' Conference of the Eternal Sleeper Order will be attended by "Outlanders".

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