Chapter 321 Emergency

December 26th.

Christmas had just passed.

The festive atmosphere had just passed when Gillan received an urgent summons from the Bremen Empire's mysterious investigation committee.

He drove to the Triumph Building in the central area early in the morning, and even had breakfast on the way.

Just when he thought that the miasma disaster had recurred and he needed to cooperate with the committee to increase the distribution of "anti-miasma medicine", he found that this emergency was related to his other identity.

Two groups of gravediggers will be dispatched collectively!

Under the order of Chairman Para Celsus, they need to set off immediately under the leadership of the person in charge, Ms. Theresa, and go to the southern coastal area.

The specific address is:

Falling Leaf State, Bay Area, Ot City, Deep Autumn Town.

A committee member found a "second-level nightmare monument" there, which is the tombstone left by the 5th-level "Glorious" long-time person after his death.

Its degree of harm is much higher than the "first-level nightmare monument". If the "nightmare" breaks out, the lethality and spread rate are very high!

Given that Group 2 had an experienced leader like Ms. Theresa, an excellent guide like Gillan, and more shovelers than other groups, this urgent task naturally fell on them.

Because the mission was urgent, Gillan had just arrived at the Triumph Building not long ago. It took less than ten minutes to replenish some ammunition at the Armed Forces Department, and then he followed Group 2 downstairs by elevator and went straight to the helipad behind the building.

The means of transportation was still the X-1 biplane transport plane. After all, the capital Musciti is more than 8,000 kilometers away from the southern coast. If you drive there, it will probably take about a week, which is too long.

Only a transport plane is the best choice.

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…

The transport plane flew through the sky, breaking through the air, making a loud rumbling sound.

Gillan and his party were sitting in the cabin.

The interior was quite quiet, and the cabin door was well soundproofed, with only a little engine hum and slightly sharp low-frequency noise.

While on the road, Ms. Theresa told the team members about the intelligence information of the mission.

"According to the files sent, the 'Second Level Nightmare Monument' found in Shenqiu Town belongs to an ancient cult member."

Ms. Theresa flipped through the thick stack of documents in her hand, without raising her eyelids, and said in a deep voice.

"His name is Aldin Higgins, a formal member of the 'Spiritual Society', and a very famous scholar, great magician and spiritualist in the field of mystery."

"Master Aldin is dead?!"

At this time, Maiwei, who was sitting opposite, suddenly exclaimed, looking a little unbelievable.

Even the other gravediggers were surprised when they heard the news.

Although Aldin Higgins's name is not as loud as Para Celsus, he is also a very powerful scholar in the field of mysticism.

He is knowledgeable and has written many books, including but not limited to meditation, soul research and spirit detection.

Most of the gravediggers present had also studied Mr. Aldin's works, and had been amazed by his knowledge and wisdom, and had received a lot of enlightenment.

He could be said to be a "teacher-like" role.

Now they were all a little stunned when they heard the news of the death of this great scholar.

Perhaps in everyone's impression, such legendary figures are already senior and long-lived people, and even if their lives are over, it is probably difficult to witness their death.

But the fact is that Aldin has disappeared from the world, leaving only a "nightmare monument" to prove his presence.

'Aldin Higgins...'

Gilan said inwardly, and was also quite surprised.

He was not unfamiliar with this great scholar.

Because Aldin was not only a good friend of Ms. Sade when she was in the "Spiritual Society", he also gave Sade the "Iron Thorn Meditation Method" he created.

It was recorded by her in the "Branding Iron Secret Record", and finally learned by Gilan.

It can be said that Mr. Aldin's meditation method played an indispensable role in Gillan's rapid progress in the "Fire Sword Road", and it was crucial to help him.

"Since Mr. Aldin is a 5th-level long-lived person, his natural life span is as long as two hundred years. How could he die so early..."

Ganod said in a deep voice.

"Is it an accidental death?"

"He really died of old age."

Ms. Theresa shook her head and sighed.

"As far as I know, Mr. Aldin was born in the middle of the eighteenth century. His life was both rough and rich. Relying on his own intelligence and wisdom, he silently moved forward on the "Fire Sword Road", and also left an important mark on the history of mysticism."

"But because of his long-term research on the soul, he even used himself as an experimental target, so he left many irreparable soul traumas..."

"Ten years ago, he lived in seclusion in a small town in the south due to pain, and only occasionally exchanged letters with members of the "Spiritual Society". Recently, he was found to have passed away at the age of 167."

"So that's it."

Everyone suddenly realized.

At the same time, they also had some admiration for the master.

Throughout his life, he did not participate in any struggles, but only studied mysticism silently. Even his later years were spent in research, and he finally died quietly.

"Okay, let's talk about our mission."

Ms. Theresa turned the topic back and said seriously:

"Although Mr. Aldin is worthy of admiration, we cannot treat his "Nightmare Monument" differently. We must eradicate it as soon as possible."

"However, he is a senior long-time person after all. The difficulty of the "Nightmare in the Monument" can be imagined. Everyone must not take it lightly."

"As a master of the divine staff spiral, the August "Virgin of Sorrow" road, and the 5th-level "Crucifixion Wheel", his attainments in the field of souls are definitely beyond our reach. In particular, he himself is a famous soulist and must have many means for the soul."

As she said, Ms. Theresa took out a small leather box from her side and opened it.

There were 7 light silver potions and 3 thumb-sized silver-plated balls inside.

"This is the 'lead printing potion' that Chairman Pala gave me before departure. After taking it, it can greatly improve the stability of the soul in a short period of time, which will help us complete the task."

Ms. Theresa distributed the light silver potion to everyone, one for each person.

"As for these three 'Mirror Lake Alchemical Bullets', they can effectively interfere with or even disintegrate the attack of the spirit body, and are our key props in the 'Nightmare in the Monument'."

After everyone got the potion, they put it away properly.

Then I heard Ms. Theresa say:

"In view of the high difficulty of this mission, I will not only be responsible for communication and logistics, but also participate in the mission as a 'shovel holder'..."

"Yes, Ms. Theresa."

The two groups of gravediggers responded one after another.

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It was about five or six in the morning of the next day.

The biplane transport plane finally arrived at its destination, Shenqiu Town on the southern coast.

This town is close to the "Deciduous Mediterranean", also known as the "Inland Blood Sea". In addition, the terrain is low and O'Rourke maple trees grow everywhere, as if you are in a huge red pit.

Although it is called a town, the building complex here covers a large area. Not only are there many large companies, but there is also a harbor famous throughout the empire - the Blood Port of Depras.

Therefore, the fishing industry in Shenqiu Town is well developed and seafood is extremely rich. Many high-end seafood consumed by the upper class come from the Blood Port.

When the biplane transport plane was still in the sky preparing to land, Kaya turned her head and looked out the porthole. Suddenly, she found something and exclaimed:

"Everyone, use your spiritual vision to look outside!"

Hearing this, everyone looked out the porthole and turned on their own spiritual vision.

"Huh?!"

Instantly, every gravedigger in the cabin changed his expression.

I saw that the city cluster below was all shrouded in a thick yellow-brown fog, and it was not clear at all.

"How can the miasma here be so serious?!"

Renault stood on tiptoe and leaned against the porthole, his expression stunned.

"The concentration of miasma is much higher than that in the suburbs of the capital! No, it is much higher!"

Maiwei stared out of the porthole, then looked into the distance, her pupils shrank.

"The miasma is even stronger on the sea outside Blood Harbor, and it has been completely blocked by the spiritual vision."

"Don't panic, after landing, we will go to the local committee branch to find out the situation."

Ms. Theresa frowned and said in a deep voice.

No one said anything more, but their expressions were extremely solemn. Because they knew what such a strong miasma meant.

I'm afraid that the local residents suffered heavy casualties...

The transport plane finally landed in the Western Military District of Shenqiu Town.

As soon as the cabin door opened, Gilan and his party all frowned. Even though they were already Level 3 Spirit Mystics, an invisible air current that could not be touched or seen filled their surroundings at all times, causing the Kingdom's Mark to tremble slightly.

The concentration of miasma was even enough to threaten them!

Drop!

Drop!

Ms. Theresa came down the gangway, holding up a black stick that kept sounding an alarm.

After a while, the lady retracted the black stick and looked down.

"The concentration of miasma here is 5.2 Pa..."

"What?!" Everyone's eyes widened.

5.2 Pa...

What does this mean.

It is close to three times the concentration of miasma in the capital!

Ordinary people who move around in this miasma, if they do not take anti-miasma medicine on time, or are always protected by anti-miasma perfume, even if they hide in a house and follow the dressing rules 24 hours a day, they cannot avoid going crazy and getting sick.

If they are children and the elderly with weak spirituality, they will probably die suddenly within a few days!

This has reached the level of a restricted area for living beings!

"The miasma here is a little abnormal."

Renault sat on Mugur's shoulder, supported the heavy frame of his glasses, and said seriously.

Everyone was silent, and their mood was a little heavy.

Not long after, an imperial soldier with a real gun and a gas mask strode forward and gathered in front of everyone.

Swish!

The soldiers all crossed their arms in unison.

"I am Lieutenant Colonel of the Late Autumn Town Military District, Torre Modi. Welcome Ms. Theresa and the gravediggers of the committee."

The leading officer said in a deep voice.

His voice was distorted through the gas mask, but it could be roughly determined that he was a middle-aged man.

"Lieutenant Colonel Torre, please explain the situation here... The miasma in Late Autumn Town seems to be a bit serious."

Ms. Theresa said.

The Lieutenant Colonel sighed and raised his hand to signal.

"Let's go to the miasma shelter first, and talk while walking."

"Okay."

Jilan and his party followed the team of more than 20 soldiers and headed towards the military district building.

While walking quickly, Lieutenant Colonel Torre gave everyone a general account of the situation in Late Autumn Town, which was not optimistic.

According to his account, Late Autumn Town can be said to be the first area in the empire to be affected by miasma, and the casualties were extremely tragic.

In the more than half a month since the outbreak of miasma, more than half of the residents here have died, except for a small number of people who have the ability and capital to flee.

The survivors are either crazy or seriously ill, and they are all placed in the underground miasma shelter near the parliament building.

However, due to the shortage of anti-miasma drugs and supplies, the people there basically maintain basic survival.

As for the surface area...

Deep Autumn Town can be said to have almost become a dead city.

Even the headquarters factory of McMillan Energy Company stopped working a week ago, temporarily cutting off the supply of whale oil batteries.

This has a huge impact on the imperial military and even all walks of life.

Hearing this, Jilan finally understood.

It turns out that the core production base of whale oil batteries is located near the blood port of Deep Autumn Town...

And Ms. Theresa's face changed slightly.

"It's bad..." she said in a deep voice. "Aldin Higgins's 'Nightmare Monument' is located on an isolated island more than 100 nautical miles outside Blood Harbor. If the whale oil energy stops production, we may have difficulty traveling there by boat."

"The battery of the transport plane has also run out. If it cannot be replenished, the return trip will be a problem."

Ms. Theresa turned to Lieutenant Colonel Torre and said:

"Does the military district have any extra energy reserves?"

"It has already run out, ma'am..." Lieutenant Colonel Torre said with a wry smile. "The pressure from the parliament is greater, and they are given priority. Now the military district only maintains the lowest power consumption and waits for supplies."

"But there are still a large number of idle fishing boats in the town. We can send people to requisition them... After all, the owners of most fishing boats died in this miasma disaster."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Ms. Theresa said.

"It should be." Lieutenant Colonel Torre nodded. "The gravediggers come with special tasks, and we will do our best to cooperate."

However, half a day passed.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre brought good news and bad news.

The good news is that the military has requisitioned a medium-sized whaling ship from Macmillan Energy, which is enough to sail to the destination of everyone, the nameless island.

The bad news is that the "D series model" whale oil battery on the ship is empty and can't be driven at all.

And the large batteries in the whole city have disappeared inexplicably. Even the batteries inside the cars parked on the roadside have been pried away.

"After investigation, it seems that the Blood Harbor gang did it... They secretly searched for batteries in the town and stole them all."

The lieutenant colonel said truthfully.

Ms. Theresa and the second group of gravediggers heard it and felt it was a bit absurd.

The residents of Shenqiu Town fled or died, leaving the military and the parliament to barely maintain the situation, while the local gangs took the opportunity to plunder supplies and energy, but could not be contained...

"The situation is a bit complicated, everyone."

Lieutenant Colonel Torre was a little embarrassed and gritted his teeth:

"The Blood Harbor Gang seems to be supported by external forces. In this difficult situation, it is difficult for us to fight against them, so we can only turn a blind eye."

Ms. Theresa listened to the whole thing with a gloomy face.

After Lieutenant Colonel Torre left in a huff, she said to everyone:

"The situation here is more serious than expected. The military is constrained by supplies and miasma, and there is no hope for the parliament."

"I will contact the local committee branch and ask them to find a way to find energy. Everyone should also act separately to find the 'D series model' whale oil battery to get the whaling ship started as soon as possible."

The two groups of gravediggers agreed:

"Yes, Ms. Theresa."