In front of the statue of the goddess of storm, the blessed candlelight was burning calmly, and the skylight shone from the dome shone around the statue, making the city-state bishop in the dark robe seem to be bathed in the grace of the gods.

Bishop Valentin raised his head in the light and quietly stared at Vanna's still firm gray eyes. His words seemed to have some magic power. In a vague way, Vanna heard the gentle waves rising and falling in her mind, and then a thunderous sound came. With the assistance of external forces, the goddess's power finally broke through the curtain and exploded in her heart.

Vanna suddenly took a breath, as if she had returned to land from a suffocating state of deep water. Her chest was undulating violently, her heart was pounding, and the god's gaze was overwhelming. In a semi-trance state, she heard Valentine's voice continue to reach her ears:

"The existence of the Lost Country has historical records, and the dream of the omen you encountered is an objective fact. When these two points are complete, your normal reaction should be to first assume the existence of the threat and then seek a solution - but you just subconsciously questioned whether the Lost Country actually exists, which means that you are subconsciously avoiding the message conveyed to you by the Lost Country Dream.

"Judge, you are subconsciously denying the existence of the Lost Country. This is the evidence of the real existence of the ship-it seems to be close to the territory of the civilized world."

Fanna felt a layer of sweat appearing on her forehead, but the "veil" that always blocked her and the goddess seemed to have disappeared, which made her feel much more relaxed, and the words of the Bishop of the City-State made her realize what was going on:

Before I knew it, I was already affected by the Lost Country!

This is the characteristic of many visions or abnormalities with terrifying tendencies: they cause contacts to be cognitively confused, subconsciously neglect and deny, and they are affected increasingly without realizing it!

This subconscious neglect and denial is an instinctive reaction to intelligent creatures to protect themselves and an avoidance mentality of danger. However, when in contact with abnormalities, this instinctive reaction will become the source of carelessness and ultimately lead to unknowingly becoming a victim of vision and abnormality!

As a judge who often deals with extraordinary powers, Fanna knows this knowledge, but she never thought that she would fall into this "psychological trap" - her strong willpower did not have any effect?

"I don't know when I was affected," she said frankly. In front of the bishop who is also a devout believer, she did not avoid the weakness she exposed this time - it was normal to fall into psychological abnormalities by abnormalities or visions. Shame and concealment were useless. "After waking up from the dream of omen, I came here directly, without talking to anyone in the middle, and never touched any books or antiquities. I don't think I was eroded by the outside world in this process."

"But you did show your deliberate avoidance of the dream of omen... so the impact should have happened earlier," the bishop focused his attention on Fanna's face, as if he was observing her eyes and breath fluctuations at any time. "Have you ever been exposed to anything abnormal recently? That may be... pollution from the Lost Country, leaving an anchor in your subconscious in advance."

"Recently..." Fanna frowned, then suddenly recalled the "sacrificial gift" that fell at the Black Sun Sacrifice site, recalled the green flame flashing in the other person's eyes, and his cut finger.

She opened her eyes wide and suddenly stared at the bishop: "The day before yesterday, I led the team to clean the Black Sun Sacrifice Site in the sewer. Have you ever reported that there was an unknown pollution at the scene after I came back? Have you ever reported that there was a contaminated 'sacrificial gift' at the scene?"

The bishop shook his head: "...No, you sent those cultists to the church and went back directly."

Fanna was in her heart: "Have anyone else who participated in the operation that day reported this matter?"

"No report came—all cases only recorded on the heresy related to the Dark Sun."

Under the goddess's icon, the bishop looked at Vanna, and Vanna also looked at the bishop.

"It seems that we have found the time when the pollution was originally 'ashore'," the bishop exhaled softly, his expression still calm, but his eyes were filled with strong power as if a storm was coming. "In the holy name of my Lord Germona, the judge, are your memories that night still clear and complete?"

Vanna took a deep breath: "In the holy name of my Lord Germona, I still remember all the details of that night."

The bishop nodded, turned around and lit the special incense, then placed the copper incense burner at the foot of the statue and said calmly, "What happened at that time?"

So, Fanna revealed everything that happened in the sewer sacrificial ground in her memory - she did not let go of any details. With the help of the sacred incense, her memories and thinking became clearer than ever, and her experience that night was as clear as if she had come back to her body...

She still remembers the sacrifice suddenly opened her eyes, the green flame jumping in the eye socket of the sacrifice. She still remembers the flame falling on her fingers, but she immediately performed purification. On the way back to the church, she silently told herself that pollution has been completely purified, pollution has been completely purified, and pollution has been completely purified...

She muttered this sentence all the way, and all the guards who walked with her were muttering this sentence!

No one thinks there is anything wrong with this!

Now, what a terrible and weird scene it was - under the desolate night, the church guardians walked through the silent streets, and everyone kept muttering to themselves the same sentences until they returned to the church.

In this process, they still thought they were doing things normally: taking care of the heresies they had just captured, cleaning up the dirty sacrificial scene, and escorting the cultists back...

"... The spirit flame falls on the soul, and the physical purification brought about by cutting off the limbs is ineffective. All you get is a deceptive comfort - the correct way is to immediately ignite the spice, sprinkle the holy oil on the ground to arrange a temporary holy land, and then use prayer rituals to call the goddess' power to carry out the purification of the 'spirit'."

"...This is my fault," Vanna said with a heavy tone. "I should have been more alert and more alert."

"It was a mistake, but not a mistake," the old man shook his head. "You have strong power, but as a judge, you have less experience. Fortunately, you have got rid of the influence now, which shows that the 'pollution' remaining on the sacrifice at that time was not too strong. It only caused psychological interference to you... Through the incense ritual just now, I can roughly judge its strength."

He paused, as if he was considering what he was judging: "The guards who were acting with you at that time should be less affected. They were just standing around you, and the impact should fade away quickly with praying in the church.

"Overall, although the pollution you were exposed to at that time was dangerous and weird, the source had been cut off, so the subsequent impact was not terrible. According to your performance and the feedback from the incense just now, even if you didn't come today, you will notice something is wrong in a few days.

"What we need to worry more about is the future than this."

"Future..." Fana repeated the bishop's last word, and his expression gradually became serious.

Yes, in the future, this matter is not over yet.

The picture revealed by the dream of omen is a warning from the goddess - the things I have been exposed to at the moment are probably just the prelude to a storm.

"The Lost Country has not appeared in the sight of the civilized territory for many years. Many people think that it has returned to subspace and has become one of the many shadows in the deepest part of the world. But now it seems that Captain Duncan still has obsession with the real world."

Bishop Valentin said slowly, turning around and staring at the icon of the Storm Goddess.

"A century ago, the Lost Country fell into the depths of the subspace. Although there was no clear evidence, many witness reports mentioned that a large storm was wandering in the nearby waters. The fall of the ship was affected by the storm in certain factors...

"The storm is the authority of my Lord."

Vanna frowned: "Do you think that Captain Duncan wants to...revenge God?"

"It's hard to say - even ghosts returning from sub-space are unimaginable to seek revenge from the gods. Gods live in the kingdom of God, and the kingdom of God is hidden above reality, and all things in the world can only fall down from the upper level of the world. I have never heard of anyone who can go back to the "kingdom of God" which is higher than reality...

“But if Captain Duncan was looking for the revenge of the proxies of my Lord on earth…there would be a great possibility.

"The sacred Storm Cathedral patrolls the world on the vast sea, and most of the time it is sailing in hidden routes, and no one can find it. In contrast, the city-state of Plander is the greatest anchor of faith in the world except the Storm Cathedral... and it is also the anchor of faith that everyone can visit.
Chapter completed!