Lord of the Silver Crow

After speaking, he looked at Yago and asked:

"Has Sandel explained the'containment chamber' to you?"

Yago shook his head.

Sandel did not explain to him in detail.

"Underground, the wooden doors on the last floor are all containment rooms."

"I just said that every time a spiritual wave appears, a new mystery will be born or an existing mystery will disappear."

"Mysteries have strong or weak abilities, but there is no doubt that they are all magical and can cause various effects in the world of ordinary people."

"The mission of our Extraordinary squad is to control, contain, and protect these Extraordinary objects with mysterious effects."

"Led by the several churches where the gods still exist, the Extraordinary Department under its command will collect these mysterious objects, contain them, control and protect them, and prevent them from affecting the lives of ordinary people. Even if they get these mysterious objects, It's just ordinary people, they may also use them to make all kinds of damage, not to mention the Extraordinary. If it is taken by some insane or even out of control Extraordinary?"

"Of course, these mysterious objects will also be helpful to our Extraordinary, but there is no doubt that there are many of them, even for Extraordinary, they may be deadly, we want to use it, but also need to be strictly controlled. "

"Evaluate in terms of'harmfulness','influence', etc., from high to low, just like our potion sequence, there are 10 containment levels from '0' to '9', and the containment levels are almost the same. Equivalent to confidentiality level."

Having said that, he seemed to think of something:

"Containment level 9, which is the level that official members can know and can use. Of course, it must be applied for. The existence of these mysterious objects is also a confidential matter."

"Understand?"

"Understood."

Yago nodded.

At this moment, Friesen said again:

"If there is nothing to do, don't get close to the last floor. Although there is no one guarding them, the doors themselves are powerful mysteries. They are ‘living’."

"Living door!?"

Yago stared, the living door?

"Yes, yes, don't be too surprised, maybe soon you will see a living mystery in the next spiritual wave."

As if noticed that he was digressing, Friesen paused and returned to the topic:

"You can call them ‘Mrs. Door’ or ‘Mrs. Tree’, although they will not respond with ‘good morning’.”

Ms. Door? Or female? Is there a Mr. Door?

Seeing Yago's stunned expression, Friesen seemed to be in a little happy mood, with a smile on his lips.

Friesen, who was sitting sideways on the bench, continued with a smile:

"When Ms. Door remembers your breath, you can enter the containment chamber."

"Ms. Door will never open the door if she finds an unknown breath at the door, unless she destroys the door with violence."

"However, even if the revolver is used to shoot against the door, no matter how many shots are fired, it is impossible to destroy the door. The same is true for other weapons."

"The containment room is absolutely safe. If a stranger shows up, no one can open the door."

Friesen seemed confident about this:

"Also, if Ms. Door finds an unfamiliar breath in front of the door, she will initiate an alarm and even launch an attack."

This call made Yago feel a little nervous.

He also wanted to find an opportunity to steal the pure white mask.

Although he was not sure whether the pure white mask was the one corresponding to the ruined temple.

"Thanks to Ms. Door, we don't need to send personnel to station specially. I heard that the containment facilities of the Extraordinary squads of other churches need to be stationed specially."

At this time, Friesen's voice continued:

"But even if Mrs. Gate remembers you, don't act rashly to try to enter Gate 8 or Gate 7."

Serious emotions filled his pale green eyes:

"The mysterious object in Gate 7 corresponds to Sequence 7. However, not every Extraordinary in Sequence 7 can deal with the mysterious object in Gate 7 with confidence...including me."

The final pause of Friesen's words made Yago realize the seriousness of his words.

He has seen Friesen's strength, whether it is the exaggerated physical fitness of jumping a few meters high and leaping more than ten meters, or the fighting skills of Dillard Theater.

If he may not be able to cope...

It's really dangerous.

Moreover, these "door ladies" don't feel good to deal with.

"On the opposite side of each'containment room' is the corresponding'archive room', which contains the archives and various documents of the mysterious objects of the corresponding level. Okay, let's do that first."

At this point, Friesen stood up and walked towards the door of the prayer room.

"Where are you going?"

Kogan and Jia Lide asked.

"Racecourse."

Friesen opened the door without looking back and went out and said:

"I want to race against them."

Yago turned his head in disbelief and looked at Garrid and Kogan to confirm that Dantes did not know when he had disappeared. It seemed that he had returned to his "prison cell".

"Probably not kidding."

Jia Li De spreads his hands:

"The captain is actually quite inexplicable sometimes."

.......

The Principality of Catsias, the northernmost point, the Port of Congobert.

The huge ship sailed out towards the port.

A whole body is cast from copper-yellow metal, covered with sharp edges and corners, as if a giant ship full of collision angles is docked at the edge of the harbor, and steam and billowing smoke are emerging from the chimney on the ship.

And in a house that can be seen everywhere by the port, in a small room less than ten square meters, a man with an ordinary face wearing a black windbreaker that can be seen everywhere, is leaning in front of the window, looking at the ship preparing to return to God. Bella's huge merchant ship smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"It's finally started. I've been waiting for a long time. I am the true successor of the Black Bell Church."

He recalled that two weeks ago, on the night of the arrival of the spiritual tide, that long bell rang in his ears.

However, for the bell that almost lost his mind and killed him in the battle with the Extraordinary, he felt heartfelt joy.

"It's a pity, I can't act rashly. I hope that the dog noses of the evening church and the little fish cubs of the tide church will not bother me when the next spiritual tide comes."

Looking at the huge ship, he smiled deeply at the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked at his right hand.

On his right hand is a mask.

A crying face mask.

Immediately, he turned the mask upside down, placing his mouth on the top of his head and eyes close to his chin, and put it on his face:

"I am the orthodox successor of the Black Bell Church!"