It is obviously surprising for the Secret Service that a group of monks could successfully lurk to the border and create a lot of chaos, but for the gang of monks who lurked in, everything that happened from the moment the dark angel Anka Aira took off, actually exceeded their expectations.

Their highest goal before was to take advantage of the angel cult to disrupt the situation, and take advantage of the battle between the Secret Service and the Dark Angels, and try to collect some samples of the angel catalyst.

However, no one could have thought that the extremely powerful dark angel would fall as soon as it took off. No one could have thought that the angel catalyst that fell in the control area of ​​the Secret Service would trigger the "breakdown" effect and directly smashed into the thick fog foreign land at the "deep" level at the junction. They did not expect that the Misty City, which had been hidden for ten years, would be exposed to the Secret Service because of this incident. The powerful artificial saint was sent out to eliminate hidden dangers. As a result, he was severely injured by others twice in a row. In the end, he was even hit by Yu Sheng, and even the main battleship was haired...

"We thought it was really a gift at first, really," the cult sitting in the interrogation room lowered his head, and a hint of sadness even appeared on his pale face. "When the sensor scanned the angel catalyst to penetrate the foreign barrier, everyone was excited, and felt that the difficult path to worship the saint finally showed us a smile - we have been dormant in that depressing fog for ten years, waiting for the day when the dark angel Anka Aira wakes up, many people have actually reached their limits. But what happened later, what happened later..."

The cult's lips were squirming and finally couldn't speak.

He was one of the operators who had witnessed the "ghost" who controlled the spaceship and fought with the sage on the "bridge" of the pillar of order. He experienced the terrible process of being swallowed up by the living spaceship, and witnessed the shameful behavior of the sage betraying his faith and betraying his compatriots. He was half his life lost by the vacuum in the control hall at that time. Later, he was "focused" by the interrogators of the Secret Service, who had powerful psychic powers. When he recalled the day when the angel catalyst was sent into the spaceship, all he could think of was regret and despair.

But no one here will sympathize with a monk - the interrogation is still ongoing.

"Where is that piece of Anka Aila crystal, the so-called 'angel catalyst', now?"

The cultist on the chair shivered for a moment, as if he was hesitant.

But the interrogator did not give him a chance to hesitate. When the figure sitting in the dark spoke again, his voice had already brought a powerful and painful spiritual power: "We have sent someone to search the entire spacecraft and found no traces left by the crystal. You'd better consider how to answer this question seriously."

"I, I said!" The pale-faced man hunched over in an instant. The pain of his brain almost boiling made him sweat a layer of cold sweat. Even the blood vessels on his neck were about to burst and twitched violently. He hurriedly begged for mercy and spoke quickly, "We, after the first attack of the artificial saint, we felt that something was wrong. In order to prevent things from changing, the sage ordered a small boat to jump on the edge of the fog and send the angel catalyst out..."

"You sent it away?" Baili Qing said through the intercom, with a hint of chill in her voice, "Where did you send it? Your dark nest?"

"The destination is a secret jump point near the Great Triangle Nebula, but only the sage has permission to open the specific coordinates, and I don't have a secret key. No, but..."

Baili Qing frowned: "But what?"

"But something happened to the boat...the angel catalyst was not sent to the receiving staff."

Baili Qing didn't speak, and the interrogator in the room immediately asked, "What happened?"

The cultist subconsciously moved his neck, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he still felt scared when recalling the situation at that time, but after a moment of hesitation, he still spoke honestly.

"The boat suddenly sent back a strange audio in the first three minutes of the leap. In the audio, all the people on the boat were screaming and wailing, as if they were tortured by something terrible. But at that time the boat was still flying well on the foreign border, and the command team on the pillar of the order was even talking to the people on the boat normally - the command team asked what the audio they suddenly sent was going on, and the people on the boat even seemed very confused..."

Interrogator: "In this obvious abnormality, do you still let that ship continue to carry out the leap mission?"

"No, the sage stopped urgently at that time, but... it was useless. The people on the boat seemed to be unable to hear the orders we sent, and they still started the transition engine with laughter and laughter. Then there was only a flash of light coming from the monitor - they jumped and left, but there was no signal of their 'out' in the real universe. The ship disappeared, connected to the angel catalyst on the ship."

The pale-faced man said, and couldn't help but lower his head, hunched over, and muttered: "Just as I said, this world is full of flaws. They must have fallen into the 'deep hole of fault' in the real universe and were swallowed by the disease of this world..."

Next, there were a series of crazy and crazy words about "world defects", "the end of the world is approaching", "the path to worship the saints". This man seemed to be deeply in fear, and because of the long-term interrogation and spiritual stimulation, the interrogator tried several times to make him awake without success.

A moment later, the voice of the interrogator came from the speakers in the observation room: "Director, the subject of the interrogation has temporarily lost his ability to communicate."

Baili Qing had no expression on her face: "Send him back to the shelter area, don't let him die, and continue to be tried after he wakes up next time."

"clear."

A light blue light floated on the surface of the wide observation window, and the transparent window returned to a solid silver-white metal wall in the blink of an eye.

The room fell into silence for a moment, and no one spoke. Everyone was silently digesting the huge amount of information he had just heard, sorting out the clues of disturbing in their minds.

... Of course, it may not be like this for everyone. For example, Erin was sitting on a table not far away, concentrating on turning the flower rope with her black silk thread - she had completely lost her understanding since the second half of the interrogation.

In the end, Yu Sheng was the first to break the silence. He turned his head and looked at Baili Qing: "Do you think what this cult says is true?"

"The credibility is more than 80%," Baili Qing said lightly. "I believe the ability of the interrogation experts I have personally cultivated. Prisoners may not speak in front of them, but as long as they speak, the chance of lying is very small. And even if there is a little bit of deception, we still have many candidates for "interrogation subjects". Nearly 100 religious believers, there are still a few who are willing to speak. At that time, you can compare the confessions with each other and it is easy to determine the authenticity."

Yu Sheng nodded gently: "Well... I also think the credibility is quite high. Although many of the situations he said sound a bit outrageous, it is more true because of the outrageousness. This is not the effect of making up lies. But then again, what this guy confessed may be true, but there must be some intentional things that didn't say, such as... about the part of the 'Adar Pit' and 'Shadowless Skeleton'."

"Yes, there are many vague details. He must have concealed many dangerous characteristics of the 'shadowless skeleton'...the purpose is self-evident."

Speaking of this, Yu Sheng suddenly became curious: "Do you know where the 'Adar Pit' he mentioned is?"

Baili Qing shook her head slowly.

Yu Sheng was a little surprised: "Can the Secret Service, which has great supernatural powers, not find out?"

"The universe is very big," Baili Qing was a little helpless, "not to mention that this kind of guess is in the 'secret location' deep in the dark star area controlled by the Secret Society. It may not even be in the real universe."

"Okay, I thought you knew everything," Yu Sheng scratched his hair, "then this part of the clue is equivalent to breaking...unless there is a cult who can provide the entire star map of the hidden place where the Cultivator hides."

"It is impossible. The coordinates of any physical celestial body in the universe are a group of functions that change in real time and contain a large number of variables for the phase engine. Except for a very small number of uniquely talented 'star readers', the brain of ordinary people cannot directly remember and understand the huge data in the 'star map'. This must be assisted by a special navigation computer-and there are no such 'star readers' among the sectists you caught, so even if they are willing to cooperate, they cannot tell where the 'position' of the hop points that can lead to their nests are at this moment."

Speaking of this, she paused and further explained: "For the vast and empty universe, if there is no 'jump coordinate' that the phase engine can directly analyze, then for the conventional engine, there is only boundless nothingness that is billions of light years left."

Yu Sheng was a little confused by the many professional words that Baili Qing threw out at once, but at least he used the powerful association ability (and good mentality) he trained in writing novels and barely understood the other party's meaning, and then asked again: "Where is the navigation computer on that spaceship?"

"It was cleaned up very clean," Baili Qing said with regret when she said this, "The technicians I sent before are already trying to restore the navigation system of your spacecraft, but the probability of success is slim."

"……All right."

Yu Sheng sighed helplessly.

He wanted to say that his "door" does not require those complicated navigation, jumping, or other techniques, but as soon as he was about to open his mouth, he remembered that his door also needed "coordinates". Without coordinates, he had to count on the whole universe to open the door to find the nests of those religious believers. The probability of success may be lower than the chance of Erin's sudden inspiration and helping him to chew the two "captain manuals" at home...
Chapter completed!