Vanna woke up from a weird and chaotic dream, and found that it was still dark outside the window - the cold and pale light of the World Creation shone on the windowsill depicting deep sea runes, looking peaceful and quiet.
However, the scene in that weird dream was still clearly reflected in her mind——
A ship, a big ship burning with green phantom flames, sailed from the boundary between the sea and the sky. It rolled over the entire Puland city-state like a rolling mountain. In the phantom flames, there were countless more
Shouts and desolate songs roared in unison, as if they were about to overthrow the whole world.
At the same time as the giant ship arrived, she saw a scorching sun rising from the depths of the city-state of Purland - not the sun that the world knew was bound by ancient runes, but as described by those sun believers.
A blazing celestial body like the "ancient sun", it rose from the depths of the city-state, the flames melted the earth, and all the people flowed on the streets like molten wax statues.
The Cathedral of the Deep Sea Church stood quietly in the center of the purgatory of the Living Fire City. She prayed to the church in her dream, hoping to receive guidance from the Storm Goddess, but the cathedral only heard the noisy and meaningless bells.
No guidance has come...
Fanna sat up from the bed and came to the window in her pajamas. She glanced at the still calm city and the "creation of the world" in the sky outside, but the irritation in her heart became more and more boiling.
After a moment, the young judge withdrew her gaze towards the city. She came to the dressing table near the bed and opened a drawer——
There is a dagger in the drawer of the dressing table. It is a curved ceremonial dagger. The runes symbolizing the Church of the Deep are shimmering at the root of the dagger's blade, as if it is being stimulated by an inexplicable force and "resonating".
Fanna's eyes stayed on the flashing runes for several seconds, then she used the blade to cut a wound in her palm. As blood seeped out, she placed her hand across her chest and recited the Storm Goddess's poem in a low voice.
Name, in an attempt to seek guidance from the gods.
However, for some unknown reason, she only heard some illusory roars of waves, and the "psionic induction" state that she could easily enter in the past was silent today.
It was as if an invisible curtain suddenly shrouded around her, blocking the connection between her and the storm goddess Gemona.
Vanna's brows wrinkled a little bit.
The connection between believers and gods is disturbed. This situation is very rare, but it is not unimaginable - the mapping relationship between subspace and the real world is difficult and complicated, and it is impossible to understand with mortal wisdom. Even with the power of gods, sometimes
Temporary changes in strength will also occur due to the influence of the subspace, the deep sea and the spiritual world. In addition, there are eternal turbulent disputes between gods and gods, and between gods and ancient gods. Some believers
It is also possible in extremely rare circumstances to suddenly not hear the voice of the gods.
But the storm goddess Gmorna... shouldn't be like this.
The boundless sea surrounds mortal civilization. The power of the Storm Goddess runs through all dimensions and affects the entire reality. All gods may lose contact with the real world. Even the God of Death occasionally leaves loopholes like the "Resuscitator", but only
Storm Goddess...impossible.
This is also one of the reasons why the Deep Sea Church can become the most powerful church in the boundless sea.
The problem lies with you?
Fanna naturally began to doubt her own condition, but when she looked at the palm of her hand, she saw that the wound she had just made had begun to heal quickly.
The blessing from the goddess is still there, taking effect without any lag.
Vanna once again recalled the noisy and weird nightmare before, as well as the ominous signs she had seen in the past many days.
There must be a connection between all of this.
A ghost ship burning with green flames... a ghost ship...
Fanna recalled quickly in her mind, comparing the occult knowledge she had mastered, and then her eyes suddenly became serious.
She is not an expert in the field of navigation, and she has rarely been exposed to the absurd and strange stories circulated among superstitious sailors, but even in orthodox church books, there is a ghost ship that occupies a special position.
It was an ominous ship returning from subspace, and its captain was the terrifying captain who caused the Thirteen Islands of Wetherland to be swallowed up by the border collapse a century ago, Duncan.
Vanna suddenly stood up behind the dressing table, but then she remembered - it was late at night, and the cathedral's archives, like any other library, was not open at night.
And from a safety perspective, she had better not talk to anyone about the content of the dream in the hours just after the "Omen Dream" - if this dream really points to the "Captain Duncan", then he is extremely
It is possible that through the connection established in this dream, you can reversely perceive what mortals are saying about you.
After all, that is a..."ghost" that can return from subspace.
The most safe approach now is to wait patiently, until the sun regains its dominant position in the world, and until the connection established by the dream gradually dissipates, then go to the archives to check the relevant information, or consult the archbishop in the church to discuss these unknown matters.
omen.
In any case, if these foreboding dreams really point to that "Captain Duncan" and are really reminding her that the legendary ship Lost Home is eyeing Plande, then as the guardian of the city-state, she must
Stop that terrifying ghost captain from landing at all costs...
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A tall and thin black figure quickly walked through the deserted downtown streets, and the slender figure cast a fleeting silhouette under the gas lamp.
A completely unfamiliar city, completely unfamiliar buildings, specious memories in my mind, a civilian neighborhood that seemed deserted and weird during curfew time.
However, Duncan felt particularly happy when walking in such a shabby alley.
He succeeded - not only successfully carried out the second spiritual walk, but also successfully controlled a body to come to the ground, and came to the surface of the city-state of Puland.
He is getting in touch with the civilized society of this world, and he is observing with his own eyes the architecture and technology of this era.
Moreover, he still uses a complete body - neither open-minded nor open-minded. This body that looks normal from the outside can make his next actions very convenient.
Frankly speaking, the health status of this body is actually not very good. Even if he can ignore most of the body's problems while walking in the spirit world, Duncan can clearly feel the sub-healthy state of this body, but he
I have no complaints about this, I even take it for granted.
After all, judging from these two experiences, walking in the spirit world occupies corpses that have been dead for a certain period of time - can anything that is alive and kicking be a corpse?
A distant barking of a dog came from the end of the street. Duncan cautiously slowed down and hid himself in the shadows between the buildings.
He didn't know if it was the patrol dog led by the church guard who was watching the night, but there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Over the nearby buildings, there is a huge pipe structure spanning the low houses. The light cast by the "pale scar" casts intermittent light and shadow between those pipes. Occasionally, steam leaks from the valves of some pipes.
A hazy mist formed in the night.
The barking of the dog has gone away.
Duncan walked out of his hiding place, looked around at the movement on the street, and comforted the pigeon Ai who was moving around on his shoulder, and then walked to the other side of the street following his memory.
Between a row of low two- or three-story buildings, there is an old door with a dirty sign hanging above it. The walls on both sides can also be seen to be dusty and lack of care.
The display window - this is a shop that looks quite small, but it is obviously lacking in maintenance and business is bleak.
This is where the memory fragments in his mind led Duncan to.
He came to the old door and looked up at the sign on the door. A row of letters was vaguely legible in the dark:
"Ron's Antique Shop," Duncan muttered under his breath, "is a concise name..."
After saying that, he started searching at the door. Since the memory in his mind was not very clear, he searched for a long time before finding the spare key from a hidden hook under the window sill.
The original owner of the body did not take the key with him, nor did he carry any identifying items or items that could be used to find the antique store, which seems to be due to the caution of a veteran cultist - but for a person who can
For the ghost captain who steals his memory, these superficial cautions are meaningless.
Duncan opened the door to Ron's antique store, stepped in and quickly closed the door.
The wooden door made a banging sound, but the sound did not spread too far in the night. The signboard hanging above the door slightly tilted due to the vibration, and the letters on the signboard squirmed in the pale and cold night. In the blink of an eye, the new
The words appear on the wooden board——
"Duncan's Antique Shop".
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