Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1072 The Last Researcher

In the gradually dissipating gray-yellow mist, the two of them walked around the stretch of buildings separately and met up on the other side. They did not find any traces that could be used as entrances or exits. Even the buildings themselves seemed to have been cast in one piece and had undergone subsequent changes to completely blend into one.

Not only the "material" channel, but also Angel's mirror channel, Klein's divination, and even his real vision that he secretly saw above the gray fog while avoiding Angel, could not penetrate the layers of gray and white to reach the interior of the building.

"I can't use the mirror world to bypass it, and the small-scale 'petrification' is also ineffective. This building itself can be considered a sealed object... I just don't know which path it belongs to. Could it be a warrior?"

Angel touched the smooth gray-white wall of the building and muttered to himself. He wanted to create an earthquake under his feet to see if he could create some gaps in the Chernobyl buildings for the two of them to enter.

Klein also stood aside, thinking. Whether he used "Creeping Hunger" or the teleportation of "Star Staff", he could do nothing about this layered building with a blurry interior.

And he remembered that in the scene seen by the divination "No Dark Cross", the ancient sun god walked out of the building by directly opening an illusory gap in the wall.

With a thought in mind, he casually grabbed a few things beside him, and a slender and lazy figure was pulled out from the gap in history. She swayed a few times before standing firm. The lady's travel hat on her head tilted to one side, revealing the slightly curly brown hair and light blue eyes underneath.

Angel's eyes fixed, and he immediately recognized that the other person was Fors Wall, the "magician" of the Tarot Club, and she looked the same as she did when she traveled to the "City of Dreams" before.

He actually summoned the projection of this "traveler" directly!
"Are you planning to use Forth as a key to open a door on the sealed building's outer wall that is large enough for several people to enter?"

After a brief moment of daze, Angel reacted, curiously approached the "magician" historical projection with dull eyes and indifferent expression, and poked her soft cheek.

The latter subconsciously dodged the second stab, his eyes fixed on Angel's face that seemed to integrate all the beauty in the world, and suddenly took the initiative to move forward, and was stabbed for the third time.

"The historical projection can only act according to instinct. Unless her real body approaches or reaches the angelic state and is able to hide herself and let her consciousness come alive in the projection, she will not talk to you."

Seeing Angel's slightly childish behavior, Klein's lips curled up slightly, and then he made up his mind. He pulled the string of Fors's projected spirit and turned her into his secret doll.

This immediately made the "traveler"'s expression lively. She straightened the travel hat on her head, walked to the gray-white building, and reached out and pressed on the wall.

Immediately, her body merged into the building and disappeared as if passing through liquid.

It worked!
Klein's real body who stayed outside and Angel looked at each other, and saw joy in each other's eyes.

A moment later, Angel's mirror double, Klein's historical projection, under the guidance of the secret doll Fors, passed through layer after layer of concrete "sarcophagus" and came to a shorter building inside.

This concrete building has a heavy iron door more than two meters high. It is obviously for humans rather than giants. The inside is extremely dark, even Angel's vision cannot penetrate it. There is a dark stain on each side of the iron door, like the traces left by some kind of liquid after weathering.

In the center of the traces, two modern guns lay quietly on the ground, their muzzles pointed at Angel and Klein, quietly telling the history of the building.

This is indeed the "Chernobyl" of the previous generation of civilization before it was destroyed!
The moment she saw the two guns, Angel finally confirmed her guess, but she immediately frowned again and said:

"Do these two black marks look like they were left by the guards guarding the gate?"

"Indeed... They suddenly turned into this black substance, and their clothes weathered over time, leaving only metal guns?" Klein nodded in agreement. "We should be careful. If there is any abnormality, we should immediately cut off the connection with the stand-ins and projections."

As he spoke, he directed Fors, who had become a secret puppet, to carry a lantern and enter the heavy iron gate. He followed closely behind, while Angel stood guard at the back, his eyes occasionally sweeping over the two black marks, always feeling that these liquids were inexplicably dangerous.

Soon, they found more similar traces inside the institute, some on the walls, some on the ground, and some directly contaminated the tables and chairs.

What made them curious was that these rooms, which were filled with various facilities and office equipment, were well preserved. They did not look like they had been around for thousands of years, but rather like they had been abandoned only a few years ago. Apart from being covered in dust and empty, they were in better condition than the ruins from the early Fifth Epoch excavated near Backlund.

"The only abnormalities were those of the researchers, or rather the black traces they left behind..."

Angel commented quietly, his voice echoing in the empty hallway.

Was Chernobyl abandoned and sealed because of this anomaly? Could the "ancient sun god" who walked out of Chernobyl be one of the surviving researchers?

After passing a relatively concentrated pool of black "liquid" that looked like a whole team of victims had been turned into it at the same time, Angel, Klein, and "Fors" entered a wide room that spanned two floors. There were huge but completely damaged steel machines here, and the pipes and pressure tanks were separated from each other, as if they were broken by the internal force.

On the table in front of them was a stack of yellowed papers with a lot of handwritten text in the same language as the book covers scattered on the table.

They were all the kind that Klein couldn't understand.

He and Fors scratched their hair at the same time, thinking about how to "decipher" this text belonging to prehistoric humans, when Angel grabbed the yellowed papers and read them quickly.

Oh, I almost forgot that there is a witch here who has a hard time learning ancient Feysac language but can speak several "foreign languages"... Klein suppressed his smile and waited for Angel to finish reading all the handwritten manuscripts line by line before asking:
"Who wrote it? The researchers here, or the 'Sun God'?"

Summarizing the contents written in Russian on the paper in his mind, Angel pondered for a moment and replied:

"These appear to have been written by a researcher named Grisha, who witnessed the entire disaster that occurred in this institute..."

When Crane traveled through time and Angel was not yet born, oil was exhausted worldwide and all oil fields suddenly had no oil to produce. However, an oil field near Chernobyl was able to produce oil-like substances again, which made Chernobyl, which was deserted and well-kept secret, reopened and built a research institute to study this wonderful black substance.

It looks like petroleum, but has completely different properties. Not only is it gradually increasing in nearby oil fields, it is even spreading to the bottom of the institute. This makes researchers very excited, and they hope to use it as a substitute for petroleum.

But suddenly one day, all the black substances in the institute changed. Anyone who came into contact with them would instantly turn into the same black liquid. Because the cause could not be determined and they were worried that the leakage of the black substance would cause a large-scale disaster, the outside world directly blocked the institute, built a sarcophagus with layer after layer of concrete, and locked up the survivors, including Grisha, inside, leaving them to fend for themselves.

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After the initial chaos, the surviving researchers found a way to deal with the "oil". As long as the body did not come into contact with it and isolated it with inorganic matter, it would not be transformed into the same substance. However, after losing contact with the outside world and gradually running out of food and water, more and more survivors developed mental problems, claiming that they were summoned by the black matter, actively contacted it, and merged with the black matter.

In the end, only Grisha, the author of these notes, was still alive, but he also revealed despair in his last record: food was running out, friends and colleagues died one after another, and he also heard a voice coming from underground, and this "call" was getting closer and clearer...

"…The notes stopped here. I speculate that the last survivor, like his colleagues, actively came into contact with the black substance and became a trace on the ground."

Angel said, shaking the yellowed paper in his hand.

After listening to her translation, Klein lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then analyzed with his lips pursed:

"The 'summoning' from underground... This reminds me of the underground pollution in the ancient times that even the ancient gods were afraid of. The 'Dragon of Imagination' Angerwede even wanted to build a miracle city far away from the ground to avoid it...

"You traveled through time because of the influence of the 'City of Disaster', which means that the 'Source Material' will actively or passively preserve some of the human bodies and consciousness, allowing them to survive the end of the era... Is it possible that this black matter is the 'underground pollution' that we are facing in this era?"

With his reminder, Angel also remembered the "call" he felt behind the bronze gate of the "City of Miracles" in "Groselle's Travels", and remembered the underground pollution mentioned by the magic mirror Arrodes and his "man in the mirror". His eyes lit up and he said:

"You mean one of the Sefirot, the 'Sea of ​​Chaos' that is said to be hidden deep underground?"

Klein nodded, but more doubts kept rising in his heart.

Why did the "Chaos Sea" appear underground in his time, polluting the oil fields and causing heavy casualties among researchers inside Chernobyl?
Is Grisha, the researcher who left the notes, the "Ancient Sun God"? It seems likely that he survived to the end, but he may also be the last one to die, and the "traveler" is someone else...

If the "Sea of ​​Chaos" really protected the "Ancient Sun God" and allowed him to survive to the new era and walk out of the institute to become a god, does this source essence correspond to the five adjacent paths of "Secret Prayer", "Reader", "Sun", "Storm" and "Audience" where the Sun God is located? After all, the correspondences of "Source Castle" and "City of Disaster" are very obvious.

Most importantly, is there still any pollution from the "Sea of ​​Chaos" left inside Chernobyl?

Angel and Klein both thought of this question and looked at each other with their expressions changing.

Suddenly, a silent cry seemed to come from deep within the institute, an extremely attractive cry.

The two people and the secret doll turned their heads at the same time and looked in that direction.

(End of this chapter)