Chu Feng, who had some doubts about the origins of the sarcophagus and the vampires, thought about it for a long time but still had no clue.
"Alright, I'll get there as soon as possible! Oh, and one more thing..."
Before Chu Feng could finish his sentence, Jessica on the other end of the phone seemed to sense something and hurriedly responded with, "Okay!" then hung up.
Did Marina say something to her? Staring at the disconnected call, Chu Feng was taken aback. Suddenly, he had a feeling that Marina might be hiding something.
Shaking his head, Chu Feng glanced at the time on his phone, estimating that it was around breakfast time in Europe.
After flipping through the contacts list on his phone, he dialed Bishop Connell.
The phone rang for a long time before it was finally picked up, but the person who answered was not the old man; instead, it was a younger voice Chu Feng somewhat recognized.
"Hello, Bishop Chu Feng."
"Monk Kuno?" Chu Feng asked with a hint of confusion.
"Yes, Bishop Connell is currently..." Monk Kuno had not finished speaking when an aged voice interrupted him.
"Monk Kuno, whose call is it?"
"Bishop Connell, why have you come out? You should be resting in bed!" A concerned Kuno temporarily forgot about the phone in his hand and hurriedly rushed to the side of the somewhat frail old man.
"It's nothing, just a bit of overexertion. I'll be fine after some more rest!" The old man's voice was still gentle, easily calming anyone down.
"Monk Kuno, whose call is it?" Bishop Connell, having just been helped to sit down, saw Monk Kuno holding his cell phone.
"Uh... oh! It's Bishop Chu Feng..." Only then, reminded by the old man, did Kuno recall the phone in his hand and quickly passed it over.
Bishop Connell raised his eyebrows. Chu Feng rarely called unless it was something important.
"What's the matter, Bishop Chu Feng?" the old man asked, his face carrying a faint smile.
Hearing only a slight weakness in Bishop Connell's voice on the other end of the phone, Chu Feng also felt a slight sense of relief.
This amiable old man was almost a friend to him, and if anything had happened, it would have been bad news indeed.
"Bishop Connell, I just have a question about the church that I wanted to ask you about!"
"Oh?"
The old man's interest was piqued. Chu Feng rarely asked him questions of this nature.
Could it be that he has come across something related to The Holy See again?
The old man knew Chu Feng well. Aside from US Dollars, the only other things that would prompt Chu Feng to be so concerned as to make a special call were bizarre matters related to The Holy See.
"Let's hear it; I happen to know quite a bit about church matters!"
"Well, my people in Texas..." Hearing that Bishop Connell was knowledgeable about church matters, Chu Feng quickly relayed the information he had gathered.
After Chu Feng's description, the old man finally got the gist of the situation.
"Underground Space, sarcophagus, vampires..." Bishop Connell muttered to himself, his voice echoing over the phone.
Even though the old man did not respond immediately, Chu Feng did not urge him; he simply waited patiently.
"Do you have a photo of that sarcophagus?" Seemingly having thought of something, the old man quickly asked Chu Feng.
"My people used a high-powered camera; they did take a few pictures, but they are a bit blurry due to the influence of the other party's Strength."
"Send them to me!"
Actually, even before the old man asked, Chu Feng was already sending them from his phone.
The wide expanse of red glow in the sky not long ago was still vivid in his memory, so if possible, Chu Feng still hoped to learn as much as he could about the bizarre entity they were about to confront.
At least he didn't want to suddenly face off against a devil that had just come from Hell one day.
However, the records of The Holy See? What era does that object come from? Chu Feng suddenly had some doubts about the timing of the bizarre revival.
What secrets does this ancient religion hide?
...
Meanwhile, Bishop Connell in the Vatican, after hanging up the phone, pushed himself despite his frail body to head over to the Vatican Palace.
That place is where the Pope resides and tends to church affairs.
Bishop Connell's vague recollection of the sarcophagus stemmed from the Pope's secret archives next to the Vatican Palace.
Although the Vatican secret archives had already been opened to scholars, that was only the part that could be made public.
As for some contents that needed to be kept confidential, they were still held in the secret archives specially reserved by the Pope.
To look through the records in there, one must obtain the Pope's permission.
The Pope, however, after understanding the circumstances, did not refuse Bishop Connell's request and granted him special temporary access to the secret archives to consult the relevant documents.
After thorough checks, Bishop Connell finally entered the secret space located underground.
Resembling a gigantic library, the spacious room was filled with tall bookshelves.
On the shelves, countless books, scrolls, and even tiny parchment letters, which appeared quite old, were all perfectly preserved under glass covers.
Of course, all those items in the glass covers were originals.
Beneath the glass covers, facsimile editions awaited those who would come to read them later.
"The records of the sarcophagus, let me think..." the old man muttered to himself as he wandered alone through the vast archives, occasionally quickly browsing various documents. "It seems to be in this section..."
Finally, after searching for quite a while, the old man stopped next to a bookshelf.
"I remember... it should be here!"