Chapter 586

The nuns continued to pray, but the words seemed to be becoming empty.

At this moment, slowly, slowly, some emotions that shouldn't appear slowly flow out of them, as if the darkness around them was full of sharp teeth.

Fear, which is slowly injected into their psychology like a highly toxic emotion, but few people can detect it.

Willetts held the bomb gun tightly in her hand, and soon she began to hear other noises - sounds like some kind of sound, like the echo of hymns and poems in memory, like the boundless splash of black water.

Once she thought she heard the gunshot, and immediately ran straight to the source of the gunshot.

But before she ran away, the sound disappeared. Things in the water hit her again and again. She had to stop, kick them away and push them aside.

"Captain?"

Behind her, the other team members hurried to catch up.

Willetts shook his head, indicating that he had found nothing.

Sometimes, the lamp will emit strange light under the water, just as there are many eyeless cave creatures under the water, showing their hungry tusks.

There seems to be no end here. Of course, after all, the scale of the space station is like a city, and there must be

Then Willetts saw something.

It was a pillar, a strong, wide, riveted steel pillar that extended upward into the darkness.

The appearance of the column is completely dark and smooth, and there are no ladders or signs on it, only the shining frost as cold as ice and snow,

And some words were engraved.

What is it?

Willetts blinked. She wondered if the darkness began to play tricks on her or began to tease her.

But no, she couldn't see anything in the dark. These words were like the shadow of pale cold. They felt like real.

It says in crooked gaogoth:

The light of the emperor has gone out——

The pure, severe cold spread down Willetts's back.

She turned around and instinctively raised her weapon because of those words, but she couldn't see anything.

Under the weak searchlight, I felt a thousand pairs of eyes and a thousand questions hidden in the dark, and a thousand invisible tentacles, like ruins hidden in the water, were reaching out to her.

What's wrong here?

They found no trace of the crew, no signs of fighting, not even bodies.

Willetts tried to tell himself that these words must have been written by some lost sailors who were afraid and lonely and lost the pillar of their faith.

But what if not?

What if these words were written by something else?

Willetts stood where he was, his heart began to beat faster, and the ripples on the path had returned to calm.

She stared at the water and warned of any fluctuations or ripples on the water. Then she used the radio channel to contact other teams, but there was only a crackling sound - the static noise occupied her mind and chest, and the adrenaline in her body began to scream at her and tell her to hurry!

The nun instinctively felt that there was something near her——

Something that knows exactly where she is.

But Willetts was not afraid, because she had sisters around her to guard her back and Blasters to destroy her enemies.

Because the emperor will never abandon them.

Suddenly, there was another splash of water, and it was getting closer and closer.

This is a sound that can't be mistaken

There's really something else here!

The blood flowing through her ears began to boil. She nervously pricked up her ears and listened carefully. She was very sure that the sound was absolutely true this time, not those suspicious sighs, not those speculative sounds in her brain.

She held the bomb gun like an amulet and prayed to the emperor's light and his mercy.

"Stay alert."

The procession of nuns stopped, and everyone's nerves were trembling.

Suddenly, another splash, a very subtle water ripple, like a windless whisper across the surface of the pool of black water, they are laughing at the narrow range of lighting provided by the nun's armor.

[you shall not forgive them...]

Repeated prayers poured back to Willetts like a flood, filling her mind with the light symbolizing courage. Only strength and courage are the best weapons in the dark

WOW——

The voice came again, from her right.

"I am the servant of the eternal light. I am fearless, fearless of aliens, fearless of heresy, fearless of creatures from the depths of destruction..."

Reciting the prayer of war, Willetts clenched his weapon and moved.

Soon she found it, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Then she stepped forward. Where the armor was illuminated, she could only see a few barely intact faces - young officers, men almost older than boys, men in broken imperial robes, and many machine servants, rusty and motionless.

Their remaining flesh and blood have been rotten and have been dead for some time.

Suddenly, a deep and loud laughter made her turn around.

It was a woman, but she didn't have the breath of a living person. She was wearing a ragged officer's uniform, but now it was more like a dirty rag.

Willetts noticed that the other party seemed to have a collar around his neck, and his whole body exuded a cold and hateful aura.

If we have to describe it, we can only say that it is like the soul is sealed in solid ice - but this description is not appropriate.

Willetts can't express her true feelings in words. She has arrested many young witches, but none of them have the strong sense of threat caused to her by this woman.