Duncan now began to understand a little bit why the world feared and hated the Lost Home so much, and regarded its captain as a plague.
Because in a sense, this "moving natural disaster" is really like a plague.
In a dark and chaotic space, Duncan quietly stared at the dancing flames in his hands, feeling the power contained in this flame that was extremely docile to him.
Fire is the most special existence in this world - it is not only the carrier of light and warmth, but also the guarantee for the development of mortal civilization in the face of crises. It maintains the order and balance between the extraordinary realm and the real world.
It also symbolizes the gods’ love for the world
of blessing and protection.
In most extraordinary fields, "fire" occupies a special position and role.
And his flame seems to carry some extremely dangerous... characteristics. Even if it is placed in the extraordinary realm, it is more terrifying than all flames. It has the ultimate pollution, the ultimate secret, the ultimate capture and control.
Blasphemy of power.
Judging from the currently known information alone, spiritual fire has the ability to contaminate and distort extraordinary items. It can also be used to occupy the bodies of the dead, and can be hidden in the souls of living people, even the power stars of saints.
It cannot be completely eradicated - given the right opportunity, the flame will smolder in the soul, establishing a secret passage to the Lost Home.
This is equivalent to a plague that is almost impossible to detect and eradicate. At least for now, it seems that the power of the so-called "saints" has no effect in the face of this kind of flame. Duncan exhaled softly.
He still doesn't know what use this weak connection he has established with Fanna can be used for, but at least now it seems that as long as there is a suitable "medium" and some "opportunity", he can directly
Seeing and hearing the situation near the saint, and based on his perception at the "mirror" at that time, he should be able to put his power near the saint to a certain extent - the most effective way.
The way should be to pollute the "fire" near the saint
When the channel was established, he clearly sensed the existence of "flame" beside Fanna, and the flame was responding to his peeping. Coupled with the experience accumulated in controlling the spiritual fire, he can be sure that "
"Flame" must be the condition for establishing connection.
As for what the appropriate "medium" and "opportunity" are respectively...For the former, it can be temporarily determined that "mirror" and "flame" can be used as the carrier of the projection channel (or to use the "professional term" in the extraordinary field, it is called "ritual").
Props"), in the case of the latter...
Duncan recalled the words he heard when the connection was suddenly established:
"...On the contrary, it may connect them with the lost number..." "
He sensed the establishment of the channel immediately after hearing this sentence, so the opportunity may also lie in this sentence. "Is the word "lost many numbers"...?
Duncan has limited knowledge of the extraordinary realm, but even with this little knowledge, he also knows the special role of "name" in the extraordinary realm.
The tenant's name, Duncan Abnomar, and the name "Homeless" both have power.
He temporarily had a certain answer in his mind:
When Vanna, the "carrier", says the name "Lost Duo" near the flames and mirrors, the connection between her and the Lost Home will be instantly strengthened, and at this time, if Duncan takes the initiative again
Respond to this "call" and the channel will be established.
As his thoughts gradually calmed down, Duncan also stopped looking at the "stars" in the distance.
He has no conflict with the Deep Sea Church, and has no ill intentions towards the young Miss Inquisitor. Naturally, he does not intend to use this connection to harm the other party, but if this connection can bring him something of value every now and then,
The information... is not bad at all
thing.
The dark and chaotic space and the dots of light faded like running water. Duncan opened his eyes and saw that he had "returned" to his dormitory. The golden mask imitating the sun was lying quietly by his hand.
Ai was squatting on the table near the mask, taking a nap.
The bird had been sent to chat with the goat head before, but the latter didn't want to talk for some reason, so he sent the bird back again. After a slight hesitation, Duncan reached out and picked up the sun mask.
Although he experienced some episodes and stumbled across a lot of unexpected information, things were finally back on track now - he had time to study this "sacred object of the sun". He first looked over the mask several times.
, in order to confirm the details of the shape and specific material conditions of this thing, and while looking through it, he suddenly noticed that one corner of the mask seemed to have been knocked a little. The scratched position had a faint dark tone.
Duncan frowned, and the next second, the pigeon that had been napping on the table suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings and jumped up and down, shouting: "Iron is plated with copper! Iron is plated with copper!"
As soon as Duncan heard the pigeon's words, he felt that the damaged part of the mask was more eye-catching. He quickly dug into the damaged area with his nails, studied it carefully for a moment, and finally came to the conclusion with a dull expression.
It's really copper-plated iron, not even gold-plated.
Because some corners of the mask have even started to turn green...
"Isn't this fooling people!" The psychological gap finally made Duncan couldn't help but snort. He looked at the heavy iron lump in his hand with great frustration, recalling the "trading" in his mind when he was just about to study the mask.
"Plan, I feel so cold in my heart, "How many more layers are we expecting from those cultists... You can't do this with mass-produced sacred objects, right?!"
When Pigeon Ay heard Duncan's muttering, he rolled his eyes, flapped his wings and shouted: "Is this melon of yours still ripe?" After Duncan reacted for a moment, he understood what the pigeon meant - it meant "Everything in your store is..."
Is it genuine?" He recalled the pile of modern industrial defective products in his shop, and looked at Ai with a blank expression: "Shut up." After that, he stopped talking to the Toriko next to him.
Jing, turned his attention to the golden mask.
After confirming that this thing was really a worthless mass-produced product, he no longer had any worries about his "test".
A cluster of faint green flames rose from the fingertips and covered the lines on the surface of the golden mask like flowing water. Then, under Duncan's control, it gradually penetrated into the interior of this "holy object".
Mass-produced holy objects are also holy objects. The actual material of this thing is copper-plated iron. The runes engraved inside it and the sun shape on its surface must be able to play extraordinary functions, since the sun priest can use this thing.
To communicate with his "god", it means that this sun mask can be analyzed and studied according to the rules of extraordinary objects.
Duncan has experience in the field of research on extraordinary objects, and his main experience is to set fire to it if he disagrees - the most recent operation was to use green fire to burn Alice's coffin box. It turns out that this research method is very effective. Feel the flames
Gradually invading the inside of the mask, Duncan also concentrated his energy and began to sense the intelligence that might be contained within this extraordinary item.
This is a mass-produced thing, and its "personality" is definitely not as good as Alice's puppet coffin. Duncan believes that he should be able to figure out the function and usage of this thing quickly, and reversely pollute it, usurping it to become
His own thing. With this thought in mind, he peered into the truth behind the mask - but the next second, things developed beyond his expectation!
A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his mind, as if a passage had been "exploded" deep in this ordinary mask. His spirit deep inside the mask suddenly felt a huge and powerful force.
The scorching power overflowed, and immediately after, he felt as if he had "passed through" a passage, or pushed open a door, and magnificent visions poured into his mind!
It might have been just a second, or maybe even shorter, it was just a few pictures that flashed by - in that picture, he witnessed a burning, blazing fireball hanging alone in the dark space. The sun, a
A real, burning, releasing huge gravitational... star.
In the astonishing heat and tearing gravity, Duncan faced the scorching sun, but he did not turn into ashes in the sun - the star seemed to be just a phantom from ancient times, it remained
The majesty and momentum that once existed cannot really affect the real world divisions.
Duncan stared dumbly at the scorching sun burning in the illusion, and then watched the scorching sun slowly turn an angle in his sight.
Behind the sun, there are dull, pale flesh and millions of curled and withered tentacles. These unfortunate limbs stretching for billions of kilometers, together surround a huge eye that is half open and half closed, and has been decayed for an unknown number of years.
The scorching corona burned blazingly on the false shell that was woven and supported by the flesh and tentacles - releasing the power that tried its best to imitate the "sun", but was ultimately a fake.
A faint, ethereal, and even hallucinatory voice sounded in Duncan's ears: