Today, half a century after the end of the Hidden Abyss Project, Tirian finally felt the...chill of this plan that continues to this day.
The "No. 3 Submersibles" that surfaced one after another seemed to appear before his eyes again, and also appeared in his mind, along with those cautious soldiers, serious priests, and the Frost Queen with a cold face and a silent expression.
It was as if I saw the hatches of those submersibles opening again, and saw crazy explorers walking out, specious humans walking out, swollen and deformed monsters, squirming and deformed flesh, dead and weird mud, dry and suspicious black fibers, and
...seeing the empty cockpit of the seventh "Submersible No. 3".
"The platform was under extremely tight protection at that time, and there were a large number of priests and guards guarding the site," Tirian frowned and recalled, "But... I must admit, your question is a bit scary."
Duncan didn't say anything, but after a few seconds he suddenly asked: "What did you do with those 'Submersible No. 3' in the end?"
"Except for the first 'original' one that floated up, the other six replicas were put into the furnace, melted into ingots in the sacred flames, and then poured into the sea - even though it was a large amount of metal
Resources, but no one dares to leave those things behind," Tirian said, with some hesitation in his tone, "But if, as you said, even the first one is not 'genuine', then the situation is..."
"The first one, where to put it?"
"If you are asking about its current whereabouts, then I don't know," Tirian shook his head. "The rebels should have destroyed everything related to the Qianyuan Project, but no one knows how they destroyed those materials.
Maybe just dismantle and recycle?
"But if you're talking about the period before the rebellion...Submersible Three has been sitting in a warehouse in the port area since it was decommissioned."
Duncan was silent for a few seconds, and finally breathed out softly: "I understand... Tirian, thank you for being willing to tell me so much. Anyway, this information has greatly satisfied my curiosity."
However, Tirian seemed to be worried. He looked back and analyzed the original "Abyss Plan" after many years. He really discovered too many chilling details from it - even though the plan itself was full of weirdness, this kind of look back
The little bit of uneasiness that invaded the bone marrow caused by peeking into the secret was more stressful than being in it at the time, especially the doubts raised by his father just now about the Frost Queen's last order, which made him vaguely feel... this...
An old case that ended half a century ago seems to have never really ended at all.
But anyway, today’s conversation is over.
My father had no intention of leaving him behind.
A sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the side. Tirian looked around and saw a shadow of a bird wrapped in green flames flashing past in the air, followed by the place where the shadow flashed.
Suddenly, blazing green fire shot into the sky, and the flames rose and swirled, turning into a vortex door in the blink of an eye.
My father's voice came from the mirror next to me: "Go in and you will be sent near the cathedral - I don't think you will tell others what happened here."
"Of course, I've never been a snitch."
Tirian answered, then looked at the flaming door, looking a little hesitant, but finally made up his mind and walked forward - but before he was about to step through the door, he stopped again, unable to bear it.
He turned around and looked at the Gothic doll standing quietly next to the mirror.
"Anomaly 099..." He mumbled softly as if talking to himself, "It's really similar..."
"It is said that Anomaly 099 first appeared on the cold sea, near the area where the Frost Queen was executed and fell into the sea," Duncan's voice sounded from the mirror, "I have the same suspicion as you, but
Even Alice herself can't explain her origins. As you just said... there are too many things in the deep sea that we cannot understand."
Tirian was thoughtful, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke: "It seems that this doll likes to be around you."
Duncan said calmly: "At first, I kept her because I was stalking her, but then I found that she could still be of some use."
Alice's answer was much simpler. She laughed happily, nodded and said: "I like being around the captain, he is so awesome!"
Tirian looked at his expressionless father in the mirror with some surprise, and then at "Alice" who looked exactly the same as the Frost Queen, but looked nothing like the Frost Queen except for her appearance. After a moment, he suddenly smiled.
stand up.
It was a kind of relaxation and happiness that came from the bottom of my heart.
Then he turned around and stepped into the flame door without hesitation.
Quietness returned to the warehouse.
Alice looked at the direction in which the flames disappeared, then turned to look at the mirror next to her. After reacting for a long time, she suddenly said: "Captain, why was he looking at us and smiling just now?"
Duncan replied casually: "I didn't know."
Alice muttered in confusion, thought again, and said, "What you were discussing just now was about frost and abyss...does it have anything to do with me?"
This time, Duncan didn't just find an explanation to fool the doll. Instead, he thought about it carefully and then said in a deep voice: "It may be related."
"Then can I understand it?"
"It should be difficult."
"Oh, then I won't think about it now," Alice scratched her head, then smiled and looked at Duncan in the mirror, "Anyway, if there is anything that I need to do or cooperate with, just tell me what to do.
Just do whatever you want.”
"I will."
"Um!"
…
A ray of fire flashed through the dark alley, and a moment later, the groggy Tirian walked out of the alley and saw the majestic gate of Prand Cathedral not far away.
"It's really delivered nearby..."
The big pirate muttered, and raised his hand to hit his head, which was a little dizzy due to dizziness. However, he accidentally touched the swollen area, and he suddenly gasped in pain.
The strength of that little girl is a bit too scary... That is a deep demon that is heavier than two or three adults tied together!
Recalling the origin of the wound on his head, Tirian couldn't help but murmur in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be curious.
His father is indeed gathering a team again. At least from what can be seen so far, he has controlled Anomaly 099, and there is also a strange girl with powerful power who can summon deep demons to work for him, but this is obviously not all.
.
Even yesterday, this was enough to make him extremely vigilant, and he even couldn't help but send an early warning to the city-state and the church - but at this moment, he had no idea of "snitching" to the church.
His mind is now filled with thoughts related to the "Qianyuan Project".
Tirian walked towards the Cathedral of Storms, and after taking just a few steps, he saw several figures appearing at the door of the cathedral, running towards this side.
Those were some sailors he had sent back before.
The captain left a word and then disappeared for a whole day, which obviously made his subordinates uneasy.
In a moment, several sailors had arrived in front of Tirian, and one of them started talking before he could stop: "You're back! The sun is almost setting. Where have you been?"
Another sailor saw something strange about Tirian at a glance and couldn't help being shocked: "Captain, the wound on your face...and why is your head swollen to such a big piece?!"
Tirian knew that he couldn't hide his embarrassment. He had hoped that he could rely on his healing ability that exceeded that of ordinary people to recover before returning to the cathedral. However, it turned out that although the weird girl's method of using the deep demon was questionable.
, the wound caused by the Deep Demon is still very troublesome. It has been more than half a day, and his head is still swollen.
"...I fell down on the road."
After holding it in for a long time, Tirian could only give a perfunctory excuse.
He was really embarrassed to admit in front of his men that this was the result of "father's beating" - not to mention that this was not even done by his father himself, the other party was just a little girl whose height almost only reached his chest.
"Did you fall?" The sailor who spoke first looked at his boss in confusion, "Then you fell a little too... too far ahead. It was like you hit the city wall and the ground of Pland with your head..."
Tirian stared at the sailor with deep eyes and said every word: "I fell down on the road."
The sailor was excited for a moment and reacted immediately: "Oh, oh, yes, you obviously fell down accidentally. I will help you apply medicine when you get back..."
"That's enough, I don't want to discuss this issue for now," Tirian sighed and walked towards the church door, "Let's go back first. I need a good rest today, and then it's time to set off back to the north."
"Return to the north? How many more days will we stay here? You were planning before..."
The words "Abyss Plan" came to mind again. Tirian waved his hand: "That's enough. It's time to go back. There are still things to do on the other side of the Lenglie Sea."
The sailors looked at each other, but finally nodded and obeyed the captain's decision.
Tirian suddenly stopped again.
He hesitated in front of the main entrance of the Cathedral of Storms and touched the swollen areas on his face and head.