From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 321 Emergency

12 month 26 number.

Just finished Christmas.

The festive atmosphere had just passed when Gillan received an urgent call from the Bremen Empire's Mysterious Investigation Committee.

He drove to the Triumph Building in the central area early in the morning, even making breakfast casually on the road.

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

Two groups of gravediggers will be dispatched collectively!

Under the orders of Chairman Pala Celsus, they need to set off immediately to the southern coastal area under the leadership of the person in charge, Ms. Teresa.

The specific address is:
Fallen Leaf State, Bay Area, Ote City, Late Autumn Town.

A member of the committee discovered a "Level 5 Nightmare Monument" there, which is the tombstone left behind after the death of a person of the th level "Brilliant" level.

It can be said to be a "teacher" role.

Ms. Teresa took advantage of the time on the road to tell the team members about the intelligence information about the mission.

"He did die."

"His name is Aldine Higgins. He is a formal member of the Spiritual Society. He is a very famous scholar, great magician and spiritualist in the mystical field."

Ji Lan secretly thought, also quite surprised.

The transport plane flew across the sky, breaking through the air and making a loud roar.

Only transport aircraft is the best choice.

The degree of harm is much higher than that of the "Level 1 Nightmare Monument". If the "Nightmare Qi" breaks out, its lethality and spread speed will be very high!

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

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

He is no stranger to this great scholar.

"Since Mr. Aldin is a fifth-level long-lived person, his natural lifespan is two hundred years. How could he die so early..."

"Ten years ago, he lived in seclusion in a southern town due to pain. He lived in seclusion and only occasionally exchanged letters with members of the 'Psychic Society'. It was only recently that he was found dead at the age of 167."

Garnold spoke in a deep voice.

Perhaps in everyone's impression, this kind of legendary figure is already a veteran, and even if one's own life is over, it may be difficult to witness their death.

He is very knowledgeable and has written many books, including but not limited to topics such as meditation, soul research, and spiritual body detection.

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

"Master Aldin is dead?!"

Ms. Teresa shook her head and sighed.

"Is it an accidental death?"

Now that they heard the news of this great scholar's death, they were all a little stunned.

"As far as I know, Mr. Aldin was born in the mid-eighteenth century. His life was both bumpy and rich. He relied on his intelligence to silently move forward on the 'Road of the Fire Sword', and also left a legacy for the history of occultism. A very important imprint.”

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 in the "Secret Records of Branding Iron" by him, and was finally learned by Gillan.

"But due to his long-term research on the soul, he even did not hesitate to use himself as the target of experiments, thus leaving many irreparable soul wounds..."

"According to the files passed down, the 'Level 2 Nightmare Monument' discovered in Late Autumn Town belongs to a member of the ancient esoteric sect."

'Aldine Higgins...'

Everyone was stunned.

The interior is fairly quiet, with good sound insulation on the hatch, and only a slight whine of the engine and slightly sharp low-frequency noise.

It can be said that Mr. Aldin's meditation method was indispensable for Gilan's rapid progress in the "Path of the Fire Sword", and his help was quite crucial.

Ms. Teresa looked through the thick pile of documents in her hand and said in a deep voice without raising her eyelids.

"I see."

...

Since the second group has an experienced leader like Ms. Teresa, an excellent guide like Gillan, and more shovel holders than other groups, this urgent task naturally fell on them.

...

Because the mission was urgent, Gilan had just arrived at the Triumph Building. He spent less than ten minutes replenishing some ammunition at the Armed Forces Department, and then followed the second group downstairs in the elevator and went straight to the apron behind the building.

The means of transportation is still the X-1 biplane transport aircraft. After all, the capital Muse City is more than 8 kilometers away from the southern coast. If you drive there, it may take about a week, which is too long.

Gillan and his party were sitting in the cabin.

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.

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

At the same time, they also admired the master somewhat.

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

"Okay, let's get back to our mission."

Ms. Teresa changed the subject and said seriously and seriously:
"Although Mr. Aldin is worthy of admiration, we cannot treat his 'monument' differently and must eradicate it as soon as possible."

"However, he is a veteran after all. The difficulty of 'Nightmare in the Monument' can be imagined. Please do not take it lightly."

"As a spiritual scepter spiral, August's path to the 'Mourning Virgin', and a fifth-level 'Zhe Lun', his attainments in the field of soul are beyond our reach. Especially because he is a famous soul scholar himself. Home must have many means for the soul.”

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

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

"This is the 'Print Potion' specially given to me by Chairman Pala 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 mission."

Ms. Teresa distributed the pale silver potion to everyone, one for each person.

"As for these three 'Mirror Lake Alchemy Bullets', they can effectively interfere with or even disintegrate the attacks of spiritual bodies. They are our key props in the 'Nightmare in the Monument'."

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

Then I heard Ms. Teresa say:

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

"Yes, Ms. Teresa."

The two groups of grave diggers responded one after another.

...

...

It was around five or six o'clock in the morning the next day.

The biplane transport plane finally arrived at its destination, the town of Late Autumn on the southern coast.

This town is close to the "Deciduous Mediterranean Sea", also known as the "Inland Sea of ​​Blood", and the landform is low, with O'Rourke maples commonly growing there, making it seem like it is in a huge red pit.

It is said to be a small town, but 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-Deplace Blood Harbor.

Therefore, the fishery in Shenqiu Town is developed and seafood is extremely abundant. Many of the high-end seafood consumed by the upper class comes from Blood Harbor.

When the biplane transport plane was still preparing to land at high altitude, Kaya turned her head and looked out the window, suddenly discovered something, and quickly exclaimed:

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

Hearing this, everyone looked out the portholes and activated their spiritual vision.

"Huh?!" In an instant, the expressions of every gravedigger in the cabin changed drastically.

I saw that the city clusters below were all shrouded in a thick yellow-brown fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

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

Renault stood on tiptoes and lay beside the porthole with a stunned expression.

"Far higher than the miasma concentration in the suburbs of the capital! No, much higher!"

Maiev stared blankly out of the porthole, then looked into the distance, her pupils even shrinking.

"On the sea outside Blood Harbor, the miasma is even stronger, and the perception has been completely blocked under spiritual vision."

"Don't get confused. After landing, we will go to the local committee branch to understand the situation."

Ms. Teresa frowned and said in a deep voice.

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

I am afraid that 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, Jilan and his party all frowned. Even though they are already level 3 spiritual mystics, an invisible air current that cannot be touched or seen is always surrounding them, making the kingdom's brand tremble slightly.

The concentration of miasma is even enough to threaten them!

Drip!

Drip!

Ms. Teresa descended from the gangway, holding aloft a black stick that continuously sounded an alarm.

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

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

"What?!" Everyone's eyes widened.

5.2Pa……

What is this concept.

Nearly three times the concentration of miasma in the capital!
Ordinary people living in this kind of 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 will not avoid going crazy and getting sick.

Children and the elderly who are spiritually weak may die violently within a few days!
This has reached the level of a forbidden zone for living beings!
"There's something unusual about the miasma here."

Renault sat on Muguer's shoulder, held on to the heavy frame, and said seriously.

Everyone was silent and felt a little heavy.

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

Swish!
The soldiers all made a cross salute.

"I am Colonel Torey Modi of the Late Autumn Military District. Welcome, Ms. Teresa, and all the gravediggers of the committee."

One of the leading officers said solemnly.

His voice came out through the gas mask and was slightly distorted, but he could probably tell that it was a middle-aged man.

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

Ms. Teresa said.

The colonel sighed, then raised his hand to signal.

"Let's go to the Miasma Refuge first and talk while walking."

"it is good."

Ji Lan and his entourage followed closely the group of more than 20 soldiers, heading all the way towards the military district building.

While walking briskly, Colonel Torre gave everyone an overview of the situation in Late Autumn Town, which was not optimistic.

According to his narration, it can be said that Late Autumn Town was the first area in the empire to be affected by miasma, and the casualties were extremely heavy.

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

Those who survived were either mad or seriously ill in bed, and they were all placed in an underground miasma shelter near the parliament building.

However, due to the shortage of anti-miasma medicine and supplies, the people there are basically maintaining their basic survival.

As for the surface area…

It can be said that Late Autumn Town has almost become a dead city.

Even Macmillan Energy's headquarters factory shut down 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.

After hearing this, Ji Lan finally understood.

It turns out that the core production base of whale oil batteries is located near the Blood Harbor in Shenqiu Town...

Ms. Teresa’s face changed slightly.

"Oops..." she said solemnly. "Aldin Higgins' 'Nightmare Monument' is located on an isolated island more than a hundred nautical miles away from Blood Harbor. If whale oil energy ceases to be produced, it may be difficult for us to get there by boat."

"The transport plane's battery has also been exhausted. If it is not replenished, the return journey will be problematic."

Ms. Teresa turned to Colonel Torre and said:
"Does the military region have excess energy reserves?"

"We've already run out, ma'am..." the colonel said with a wry smile. "The pressure on the parliament is greater, and supplies are given to them first. Now the military region only maintains the lowest power consumption, waiting for supplies."

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

"Then I'll trouble you."

Ms. Teresa said.

"It should be." Colonel Torre nodded. "The gravediggers have come with a special mission, and we will make every effort to cooperate."

However, half a day passed.

Colonel Torre has good news and bad news.

The good news is that the military has commandeered a medium-sized whaling ship from Macmillan Energy Company, which is enough to sail to everyone's destination, the unnamed island.

The bad news is that the "D series model" whale oil battery on the ship is empty and cannot be turned on at all.

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

"After investigation, it seems that it was done by the Blood Harbor gang... They were secretly searching for batteries in the town and stealing them all."

The Colonel said truthfully.

When Ms. Teresa and the second group of gravediggers heard this, they only felt it was a little ridiculous.

The residents of Late Autumn Town fled and died, leaving the military and parliament barely maintaining the situation, while the local gangs were waiting for opportunities to plunder supplies and energy, but could not be contained...

"The situation is a bit complicated, everyone."

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

"Behind the Blood Harbor gang, there seems to be support from external forces. In today's difficult situation, it is difficult for us to fight against it, so we can only turn a blind eye."

Ms. Teresa listened with a gloomy face throughout.

After Colonel Torre left angrily, she said to everyone:

"The situation here is more severe than expected. The military is hampered by supplies and miasma, and there is no need to count on the parliament."

"I will contact the local committee branch and ask them to find ways to find energy. Everyone will also work 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 one after another:
"Yes, Ms. Teresa."

(End of this chapter)