Mystery: The Star Key

Igna woke up in a peaceful silence.

He subconsciously sat up, rubbed his forehead, and vaguely smelled the fragrance of the Deep Sleeping Flower in the air.

"...Hmm." Igna muttered, reached out and touched the quilt that was covering him, lighting it up with a light spell.

Everywhere you look, it looks like a basement.

Ignat recalled that he had been to such a basement not long after he had just crossed over. But this time and that time, the situation has changed a lot.

Igna sat up with the help of the light technique, and felt the peace and tranquility in his heart.

This time, he felt as if his soul had been washed clean from the inside out, leaving no trace of dust and dirt, only peace and tranquility.

Ignat pressed his heart and felt that he should have been given a deep mass, sinking to the bottom to wash away the pollution that had penetrated into his body at some point.

The feeling of being purified unexpectedly made Igna feel very comfortable. As if returning to the original state, returning to the sojourn of body and mind.

At this moment, if it wasn't for the fact that he believed in the Fool because he knew Senior Xiao Zhou, Igna felt that his belief might be shaken at this moment.

Calm down, Su Yuanning. Igna told himself that the Evernight Goddess is not a compatriot who does not belong to this era.

Ignat, who was not used to the darkness, after determining where he was, he reached out and touched the wall, lighting it up with the light spell.

The room was surrounded by soft white rays of light, and he used the light technique in the room openly, which made Igna feel as if he had returned to the trance of the past for a moment.

Although the room was still decorated in a simple Backlund style, at this moment Igna felt more and more at peace.

With Igna's awakening, it seems that someone has noticed the changes here.

"Knock knock knock --" The knock on the door rang softly.

"Come in." Igna said after checking the clothes he was wearing.

As Igna's voice fell, the door was opened, and the two people who entered from outside were also familiar to Igna.

Ms. Daly Simone, and Captain Dunn Smith.

They wore their usual costumes, but when they walked in, they couldn't help reaching out to block the light.

Igna stood up and bowed, saluting, "Good night, Ms. Daly. Captain Dunn. Please forgive me for preferring a bright environment, which makes me feel more comfortable."

"Good night, Mr. Hill. How is your body feeling?" Ms. Daly said first. "After such a thorough filling and cleaning, do you feel that there is still pollution left in your body?"

"..."

"..." There was silence all around.

Dunn coughed awkwardly, while Igna twitched the corners of his mouth. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why is Ms. Daly's way of speaking so... maverick.

However, Igna answered truthfully: "I feel good, Ms. Daly. Thank you, thank goddess."

After saying this, Igna felt as if something had bitten on the side of his arm.

He frowned and looked over, and found that it was a somewhat strange-looking spirit who cut a cut on his arm. Gurgling blood flowed from his arm.

Seeing the blood, Igna didn't have any emotional fluctuations, he just looked at Daly helplessly.

Daly, on the other hand, covered her mouth with a chuckle and waved her hand, and the spirit that bit Ignatius' arm disappeared. And the wound on Igna's arm disappeared immediately, as if it didn't exist at all.

Dai Li nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It seems that the cleaning has been done thoroughly, so the aftermath work is complete. Very good."

"..."

"..." Dunn coughed again, and Daly smiled at him.

"How long have I slept?" Igna decided to change the subject and looked at Captain Dunn, "Is it over?"

After returning that day, Igna did not hesitate to report his abnormality to Dunn. Dunn also attached great importance to this matter, and immediately "sealed" Igna and brought him back to the church.

In the church, Igna went through many rounds of interrogation and testing in a dream, and finally seemed to convince the Church of the Evernight Goddess that the current problems in the Eastern District are very serious.

When you don't touch objects at all, you will be unknowingly contaminated by something similar to a mental plague. The effects of such pollution are still more difficult to detect.

The infected will become bloodthirsty, indifferent, cruel, and aggressive. Hidden such a change in the "as it is" in the Eastern District, if it wasn't for Ignatius to discover, propose and report it to the Holy Church, it would probably have irreversible consequences.

"Slept all day," Dunn replied.

"But it's not over yet," Dunn continued, giving Igna a very surprising answer.

"Why?" Igna asked. It's kind of incredible. In terms of the operational efficiency of the Church of the Evernight Goddess, this is simply impossible.

"Before the action, there are still some key conditions missing." Dunn said.

"What key conditions?" Igna asked with a frown.

Isn't that enough for the church to take action?

"Xie Lin, you know, the evil god, although it sounds like there are many kinds, but in fact, the roots are basically derived from a few fixed existences."

Igna nodded, expressing understanding.

"So, who do you think we met this time? How did his pollution come about? Do you have any clues?" Dunn asked.

Hearing Dunn's words, Igna felt a little incredible: "Isn't this church found out yet?"

Hearing Igna's question, Dunn couldn't help but coughed.

"That's the problem," Dunn said. "We tried to investigate, but there was no clue. That's where it gets tricky."

"..."

Hearing this, Igna, the "experimental subject", fell into deep thought, and then asked, "Goddess... Did the Evernight Goddess not give any instructions?"

"No~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Dunn shook his head.

"...Give me some time." Igna frowned and sat back on his bed.

The warm and soft lights all around, and the quiet and peaceful late night, like returning to a previous era, returning to a familiar place, made his mind more active than ever.

I don't say why Evernight didn't give any hints, but as far as how to solve this matter, Igna has an idea.

He still remembers a "revelation" that hasn't worked.

——Beware of the polluted "moon".

Also, there are two questions that have not yet been answered.

First, why are shirts with a fool's breath so attractive.

Second, why would he be contaminated if he had never touched anything?

And, two evidences that have not yet been used.

First, the filth that Rebecca spit out when she was purified.

Second, the brass kettle that was brought back as a special item.

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