Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 225 King City Sewer

"It's honey." There is only a thin layer left, which is almost dry and sticks to the pottery, and the sugar that feels like fine sand particles is precipitated.It's been here for a long time, but not more than half a year.

"A mark? Who left it?"

"I think so, probably no one will come here to make honey tea."

Exciting discovery.Although it is different from what I said at the beginning, it also confirms the guess very well. I can feel the change of everyone's mentality. It seems that a half-way progress bar appeared during the long wait, showing that the previous work was not in vain, and there is a goal. Wait for them behind.

Green's performance was not so obvious, but his short and disordered breathing revealed his inner changes, and he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The mysterious case that has been troubled for several months has finally made substantial progress, and a corner of the elusive shadow is revealed, a corner that can be traced.This made him feel a lot better, and his attitude changed. He waited for Kraft to look through the pottery piece carefully, and approached and asked:

"Is that the professor you mentioned?"

"Not sure, but very likely." On the contrary, Kraft didn't feel that things were becoming clear.

Obscure guidance, broken honey jars, and this rock crack in front of you, it is a tortuous electric shock-like crack, and there are jagged square shadows in the depths where the light does not reach. Dental rows with high and low deviations are inserted into the quarry caves with neatly cut lines.

This makes people aware that it is an artificial creation, and instinctively feel that it is as old and dead as bones, buried at a depth that usually will not see the light of day.

The expansion of the quarry has touched this underground space. It seems that the discoverer has no intention of entering into the exploration, and even gave up mining in this direction.

Rock blocks piled up next to the semi-finished stone chamber door show that they once sealed off the place, but after it was abandoned, it was dug up to bury the dead.

The burial hastily placed the remains and funerary objects on the ground, as if out of a fear of digging a niche under the watchful eye of the crack, afraid that the knocking sound would enter the dark and empty space on the other side.

"I'll go first, Vadin, you come in second, and the others wait for my order." Green hung the lantern back around his waist, drew out his sword, estimated the width of the gap and put it back in its sheath, and chose the spare dagger.

"Don't prepare any more, how long have we been going down?" Seeing that the priest had already stepped into the rock gap, sucked in his breath and drilled in, Kraft thought it was better to be on the safe side.

"It's a bit far from the ground. If something unexpected happens and it's hard to deal with, why don't you think about clearing up the route first and making some preparations before going in?"

Green paused for a moment while holding onto the protruding stone, and continued his actions without adopting this suggestion, "No, as soon as possible, if the heretics are active around here, they may notice that we have come and miss this time , there may not be a chance to catch them next time."

"Besides, are you really worried that we won't be able to deal with the cockroaches in the corner?" He pointed to the weapon on the professor's body.Probably no one can deal with the combination of the two in the dark.

"Be careful." Kraft poured a small amount of water from the kettle to clean his fingers, put on gloves, and followed Vadin, waiting for Green to report the situation on the other side.

The lantern advances through the crevasse, illuminating the undulating interior, settles after a rocking jolt, lifts up to light the masonry at the end, and folds back to a dark greasy reflection where it's smooth.

The light source turned around, and after a moment of silence, Green's voice came from the opposite side, "Come here, there's no problem."

Kraft followed Vadin through the crack, and nearly stepped into the air at the height of half a person. His feet slipped and he staggered. He leaned on the wall and found that it was also smeared with wet and slippery water vapor.

Stand firm and look around, the lighting is enough for people to see the environment clearly, a tunnel for two people to walk side by side.

The side walls of the blue and black square bricks rise from the tightly spliced ​​ground, and close to the top of the round arch at the height of the head. A thin layer of shallow water flows slowly under the feet, soaking the sand and dirt accumulated between the cracks in the stone.

Kraft has already guessed, but he still wants to confirm: "What is this place?"

"The sewer." Green lowered his arm, and the light approached the water, illuminating the different colors of the turbidity in the water. "We are in a sewer. Fortunately, there has been no heavy rain recently."

"Is it built so deep for the convenience of drainage to hell?" The huge scale and exquisite workmanship can also be explained, but such a deep sewer may not be well explained by the accumulation of soil layers and buried ruins.

Brother Vardin shrugged and said, "If possible, I'd be happy to add some material to those guys who deserve to go to hell."

"Now comes the question, do we go down or up, or... apart?"

Green didn't make a sound, but looked at Kraft, hoping that he could continue to provide clues to guide the search direction.

The latter just shook his head helplessly.It is not easy to get to this point according to the instructions left by Kalman. No matter how capable the professor is, it is impossible to provide full navigation services in the sewer.

"The decision is up to you, Father. I don't know anything about this underground road called a sewer."

After much consideration, Green decided to separate two people to report back to the ground, and the rest searched downward.

"Is there any reason? I didn't see you flip the coin."

"I don't think we're going down that deep." He looked back, and the water flowed from the endless tunnel behind him into the same endless depth below. "It's probably less than four floors above the church."

"In the past, there were quite a few people who were interested in these passages. There were a few in the church, and even the bishop thought about cleaning them up thoroughly. In the end, the relevant records were piled up on the bookshelves that no one cares about."

"It's not that they haven't gone to this depth, and some have seen some reservoirs, loops and other places, but they have never written about seeing these things. So I think... it should not be deep enough, unless that kind of The symbols are there alone, or are only seen at a deeper level."

It sounds reasonable. In order to hunt down the heretics fleeing in the sewers, Green has indeed worked hard. At this time, he should listen to the opinions of professionals.

Kraft followed suit and followed suit.A few Tribunal monks lit torches to brighten the space, making it easier to see the surface of the stone bricks on the way down and search for traces of possible carvings.

However, the entire tunnel seems to have been constructed entirely functionally, without any inscription carvings.

The water layer swirled down between the mounds of sediment, exuding a putrid smell from the ground, but not heavy.Perhaps the flow of the Teme River and groundwater also entered somewhere, diluting the composition.

Every time you land, there will be a low sound of splashing water, and the soles of the shoes will sink into the soil soft dirt brought down by the water flow. These soft muddy substances are very shallow and have a chance to survive when the water flow is not turbulent.

Even with the lingering smell, the walk was much easier than the catacombs.To put it bluntly, it has a better road environment than more than [-]% of the ground, at least with hard road surfaces and natural water cleaning.

Some cave shadows on the side walls caught Kraft's attention. At first, he thought it would be a headache fork, but after getting closer, he found that it was just a recessed hollow niche, and the corners were filled with sediments rich in black humus. .

"By the way, are there any animals here? Mice, bugs, and the like."

"What do they eat?"

"Things washed down from above, I think there are quite a lot of them."

"That's too harsh." Even the bigger mushrooms don't want to grow in this environment.

A slight tinnitus-like background sound gradually became clear as it descended, and it intensified into a rumble-like noise coming from the front, overshadowing the team's footsteps.

When the continuous sound of water flow increased to the point where they needed to adjust the volume of the conversation, they finally realized what it was—it was water, the shocking sound made when a large amount of water fell from a high place and hit the liquid surface.

The inclination is getting bigger, the water flow is getting more and more turbulent, as if being attracted, rushing forward, faintly pushing the footsteps to slide along the slope.

The masonry tunnel ends in front, and the turbulent flow rushes out of the hole, disintegrates and melts into the suddenly expanding dark space, and the ground under your feet is sunken step by step like stone steps in a theater, falling towards the direction of the loud noise.

On both sides of the flat spread are the same tunnel exits as the ones they walked out of. The water bodies converge into waterfalls in the sharp and mixed wide grooves on the steps, and pour down on the unseen cliff in the center of the site.

The team paused here, suffocating for breath.

Kraft lit the torch and walked around the edge of the huge space.Kupp hurriedly followed, and found that the footing was extremely slippery. Moss grew in the dirt, opened the cracks in the stone, and spread and crawled around.

The distribution of the grooves that cut the rocks is irregular, and the cross-section is triangular wedge-shaped, which does not seem to be intentionally cut and built, but the edges are too sharp and vary in size, extending freely in the site, like a giant knife and ax splitting ointment.

The wide part is no less than a canal, and it often blocks the way, so you need to be careful when crossing it while preventing slipping.

After walking dozens of steps and passing through a series of holes, the wall turned a familiar obtuse angle and continued to extend into the darkness.This made him have a bad guess, speeding up the circle.

The light of the torch shrunk to a small cluster in the field of vision, drifted away, and returned to the queue waiting at the entrance of the cave from the other side.

The outline of the edge not only did not dispel the breath-holding retreat from the oncoming unknown space, on the contrary, every step away from the light source that explored the edge made the atmosphere colder and more silent.

Even when they saw the torch returning, they instinctively opened their eyes wide to observe the face, as if subconsciously thinking that the distant darkness would swallow the deep and transform it into something else.

"Did you find anything?" Green stepped forward, breaking the stiff atmosphere, and he felt more and more that Kraft had expected this.

Kraft did not explain, and raised the torch in his hand and threw it towards the center of the field. The moment the flame passed by, it illuminated the roaring glottis swallowing endless water, revealing its whole picture.

The hexagonal deep well is like a tower inverted, radiating countless ravines that tore around the stone steps.

(End of this chapter)