The fire spread faster and more violently than Duncan imagined.
He just lit a small fire on the edge of the huge "pillar" and was ready to wait for it to spread slowly. However, he did not expect that the small fire would instantly grow into a raging flame that illuminated the deep sea - in the midst of billions of people
Under the weight of tons of sea water, the strangeness of the blazing fire is especially ordinary.
Extraordinary things are the best fuel for spiritual flames. The tentacles of ancient gods are naturally "extraordinary", but even so, this flame still burns too fiercely and too quickly.
It's as if some force is catalyzing and increasing the power of the spiritual fire.
Is it caused by the special environment of the deep sea itself? Or is the ancient god's tentacle actively "cooperating"?
Duncan frowned slightly, feeling the huge information transmitted to him by the flames - the information was fragmented, and mixed with a large amount of distorted noise and light and shadow fragments of unknown meaning, which seemed to be uncontrolled escapes during the collapse of the "tentacles"
thing.
For ordinary humans, even a murmur among those "things" might be enough to cause madness, but Duncan only felt that they were trivial and confusing - he tried hard to distinguish useful information from those chaotic noises, and in all
Just before the noise subsided, he finally "heard" some understandable "sounds."
In the sea water, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the ancient god's tentacle wrist that was rapidly disintegrating in the spiritual fire with a little shock.
"LH-01? Pilot One?!"
In the void, there seemed to be a roar coming from the deep sea. The erroneous copy of the ancient god finally disintegrated completely. All the noise disappeared, and there was no voice to answer Duncan's question at this moment - in the sudden coming, it seemed that it was filled with
In the endless and empty silence, only one hazy thought quietly floated through his mind like a phantom in the fog——
"Thank you, Fire Usurper."
Duncan blinked, and his mind was filled with complicated thoughts and countless astonishing speculations and associations. After an unknown amount of time, just when he began to think about whether to continue to explore this place and whether to continue to dive deeper,
A flash of fire suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.
He suddenly turned his head and saw that Ai, who was flying around him, suddenly flickered violently, like a projection with poor contact. The flames all over the pigeon's body became bright and dim, and it began to flap rapidly.
Flapping its wings, it made a sharp and intermittent cry: "Your...signal quality is poor, please check...your hardware connection...remote server...wait..."
Duncan's eyes froze for a moment, and he waved his hand to teleport Ai back. The next second after Ai returned to the Lost Home, he noticed that the "temporary body" he was using was rapidly collapsing.
In the blink of an eye, large and small cracks were all over the "rough"-like body, and the green flames jumping in the cracks were quickly escaping.
In the surrounding seawater, the "humanoids" floating around also began to show the same signs of disintegration. Countless humanoid bodies were quickly turning into black debris, and they were moving towards the dark "frost floating" in the deep sea.
"Island" sinks.
The wrong copy of the ancient god was burned by the flames, and the rough human bodies surrounding the floating island in the deep sea collapsed. Except for the floating island itself, which may be the "original blueprint", everything in the deep sea was changing rapidly.
Disintegrate and dissipate, returning to... the "original normal state of design".
Duncan quickly figured out the causal relationship between these changes in his mind, and the next second, he felt his consciousness being forcibly "ejected" from this unsustainable body.
Before his perception was interrupted, there was only one thought in his mind——
It's a pity that this body is adapted to the deep sea environment. I thought it could be used for a long time, but it turned out to be a one-time use...
The low roar of the pressurized water tank being discharged echoed inside the submersible, and along with a slight vibration, the entire machine began to accelerate to the surface.
Duncan sighed regretfully in front of the control desk, remembering the "temporary body" he had just lost, and at the same time confirmed the status of the machine.
The deep-sea turbulence caused by the collapse and disintegration of the huge "pillar" hit the submersible that was slowly rising, but fortunately it did not cause any damage.
Agatha's horrifying voice came from the side: "Just now... what was that?!"
She raised her hand and pointed out the porthole, pointing at the dark deep sea that was quickly returning to dimness - however, in the boundless darkness, there were still some remaining green glows that burst out from time to time, and large-scale green streams seemed to be in the sky.
Alongside the huge debris burned rapidly, and it seemed as if a series of explosions were erupting in the darkness.
Outside the submersible, there was chaotic water flowing all over the place. The noise of the machine running and the strange banging noises coming from the hull from time to time were frightening.
There was no doubt that something big was going on down there.
"...I found the source of the frost crisis. In the center of the deep-sea floating island that is suspected of being the 'Blueprint of Creation', there is an ancient god's tentacle of astonishing scale. It is a wrong copy of the Holy Lord Netherworld - His existence
It affects the entire sea area." Duncan turned back slightly and glanced at Agatha who was obviously waiting for an explanation. "In the past fifty years, the soul of the Frost Queen has been comforting the wrong copy and has persisted.
too long."
Agatha slowly opened her mouth.
She didn't expect that Captain Duncan would use his "avatar" to take a look and bring back such sensational information!
She froze in shock for a long time before finally waking up and subconsciously speaking: "Then...then? What happened next?"
"Burn it." Duncan said simply and to the point.
Agatha didn't react for a moment: "...burned?"
"Burned," Duncan repeated, pointing out the porthole, "Don't you see? I lit the fire."
"No, it's not that I didn't understand what you said, I understand... No, I don't understand, I really don't understand," Agatha was a little incoherent. She faced hundreds of cultists in the weird and evil sacrificial site.
She had never been so at a loss when she was young, but in the face of Captain Duncan, who never seemed to play by common sense, her rationality always seemed inadequate, "You just...burned? An ancient
God...even if it's just an incorrect copy of an ancient god...you're going to burn it?"
Of course, Duncan knew that Agatha would react like this, but he really didn't know how to explain the countless details. He could only think about it for a long time and shrugged helplessly: "To be honest, I am also surprised.
, He is more flammable than I thought.”
Agatha: "..."
After a moment of silence, the gatekeeper's thoughts finally reconnected: "What about... the soul of the Frost Queen? Was it also 'burned' by you?"
"She is free, but I don't know where she will go - maybe we will meet again," Duncan said truthfully in every word. "I talked to her about a lot of things, including her life experiences, including
The secrets of the deep sea, and some...truths about our world. Much of it is quite subversive."
"Very subversive?" Agatha didn't seem to have recovered from the shock of "burning" just now. Her thinking was obviously a little slow at this time. After listening to Duncan's words, she just subconsciously said, "What kind of subversive
?”
"Before listening, you need to burn incense, pray and write a will, and after listening, you need to be isolated and observed to do a mental test." Duncan glanced sideways at her, "I will tell you, after we return to safe land, and confirm your
After you’re ready.”
Even though she was a gatekeeper who had gone through many tests and had an extremely strong mental will, Agatha still subconsciously felt her nerves tense after hearing Duncan's words.
This "captain" who could even return to subspace would use such a solemn and solemn tone... What kind of secrets did he know in that cold and boundless darkness?
At the same time, on the Lost Home, Duncan had returned from the "bachelor's apartment" enclosed by thick fog and returned to his captain's cabin.
On the edge of the chart table, the dark goat's head creaked and turned its neck, and its obsidian-encrusted eyes focused on the captain.
"Name?" it asked sternly.
"Duncan Abnomar," Duncan waved his hand, sat at the table, and looked up at the goat head again, "Have I been gone for too long?"
"You have left too far," Goat Head seemed relieved, and his tone immediately recovered, "I feel that a ray of your will has gone to a place far, far away, so far away that even the Lost Home cannot capture it.
, please don’t be angry, I am also worried about your safety, after all, such a big ship relies on a wise captain to lead it..."
"Okay, I know you are loyal, reliable, diligent and considerate. Don't worry, it's just a distant but short journey, it won't have any impact - what is Alice doing?"
"Miss Alice?" Goathead paused, then said, "She was resting in her cabin just now... Ah, she came over to the captain's cabin, she seemed to be in a hurry."
As soon as the goat-head finished speaking, a rush of footsteps came from the deck outside the door, and Alice's familiar scent appeared outside the door.
Just as the knock on the door was about to ring, Duncan spoke first: "Come in."
The next second, two knocks on the door came, and then the puppet said "Oh" belatedly, opened the door and walked into the room.
"Captain! Captain!" As soon as she entered the room, Alice hurried to Duncan and said loudly before the latter could speak, "Something's wrong! I just had a dream! I just had a dream!
"
Duncan originally had a lot to say to Alice, but he didn't expect that the other party would act more anxious than himself, which made him frown: "Did you have a dream? What did you dream about?"
"I can't remember the specific content!" Alice said confidently, "It just felt like I was...a bit powerful in the dream? Just like what you said before...it felt like I had a brain?"
(Book recommendation time, the title of the book is "The Shepherd's Tantra", Victorian fantasy, amber flow, the author has written Mercury Blood before, the player is super righteous, the character is guaranteed, it is worth reading.)