As the green flames lit up the cabin, the distant sound of waves outside the cabin gradually seemed to come from a misty dream, and the secrets from the endless deep sea, from the dark and cold place, gradually penetrated like creepy shadows.
into everyone's mind.
The only shelters for mortals on the boundless sea are all built on the corpses of indescribable giant beasts - withered tentacles hanging from the bottom of the city-state, pale and terrifying eyeballs staring into the endless abyss;
All living beings in the world are the descendants of the Holy Lord Netherworld, and the flesh and blood of the ancient gods constructed all things in the world. What happened in Hanshuang was not an invasion, but the ancient gods "awakening" from their own creations;
The Four Gods do not necessarily exist in a stable order. They also have the possibility of falling out of control. A similar "out of control" process may have happened more than once in this world. The reason why the Four Gods are protecting the world today may be just because
They are the only gods left who can still stay awake;
The catastrophe that occurred in Frost will not be the last. As the situation of Holy Lord Netherworld worsens further, and as the flaws in the "Blueprint of Creation" continue to amplify over time, similar "awakenings" are very likely to occur around the world.
, the erroneous copy of the ancient god will emerge from the deep sea, from the depths of the city-state, and even... from the body of every mortal.
In a calm and calm tone, Duncan told his followers everything he knew in the deep sea and what he had deduced based on the existing intelligence.
Afterwards, the cabin fell into a long dead silence.
Even the solid-minded Alice and the heartless Shirley calmed down and realized the seriousness of the problem...probably.
After a long time, Fanna was finally the first to break the silence. She took a deep breath, and the gloom in her expression seemed to be condensed into a dark cloud: "If I hadn't heard you say this personally, I would have definitely included this information.
Every word he said was treated as the crazy ramblings of a final preacher..."
"Even the craziest preacher of the end, I'm afraid I can't make up something of this level," Morris said slowly, picking up the pipe and bringing it to his mouth, only to find that the tobacco leaves inside had been extinguished at some point, and he smiled bitterly.
Then he put it down, "Ah, yes, the Evangelist of the End, and the Evangelist of the End who deals with the Frost Queen - one of the craziest things in the world is that there are actually some among those subspace believers.
Being able to stay awake..."
Tirian frowned, and after being silent for a long time, he finally couldn't help but raise his head: "Father, is all this information true?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he had asked a stupid question, but this stupid question was so necessary at this moment - everyone sitting at the long table probably had this thought in their hearts.
"At least this is what I saw and heard," Duncan said calmly, "Of course, one-sided information may be misleading, and even the most obvious clues can be interpreted in multiple ways.
"In addition, what the Frost Queen is not necessarily telling is the truth. Even if she is telling the truth, she may still make mistakes - we can only deduce the possibility that is closest to the truth based on the information we have at this stage."
"Is it the closest possibility to the truth at this stage..." Tirian repeated this sentence in a low voice, and then asked, "Has the Queen mentioned that if other city-states have a situation like Frost's 'Awakening of the Ancient Gods'?
, what kind of signs will there be?”
"No," Duncan shook his head, "She can't confirm what the mechanism of this 'awakening' is. Perhaps the only way is to enter the deep sea and directly confirm the status of the holy master of the deep sea."
As soon as he finished speaking, several eyes at the scene fell on Agou, who was hiding in the corner with his head shrinking.
"Don't look at me!" Agou jumped up almost instantly, his huge head shaking, "It's not feasible. I can't get close to the Holy Lord, let alone bring people in..."
"But you can open a 'passage' to the deep sea, and even take Shirley to run away through the passage." Duncan looked at the only deep demon at the scene seriously, "You also said that the deep hound was born from the Holy Lord.
The demon species nearby, your 'home' is right next to the Holy Lord."
"That is a shallow passage. It can only pass by the edge of the deep sea. It is specially used for running." Agou saw that everyone was staring at him. After hesitating for two seconds, he could only tell all these secrets -
In the past many years, these secrets have been the trump card for it and Shirley to save their lives. "The deep sea is a more complicated and weird place than you think. It is not a whole, and the various 'regions' are not connected.
Continuously existing...
"You can see from the shallow area to the deep area, but without a suitable method, you will not be able to 'walk' to the destination in ten thousand years. There, 'distance' is an illusion, and 'movement' is also an illusion..."
"I have been 'exiled' by the deep sea. Although the specific reason is not clear, maybe it is because of the 'heart'. Since many years ago, I have been unable to open the passage to the Holy Lord.
On the one hand, I am also very unpopular with the 'fellows' over there. Even if I just pass through the safe zone of the shallow area, I will be attacked by countless demons...
"And even if these factors are put aside, I can't bring 'people' there casually. The Deep Demon can only bring his own contracted symbiont through the passage - I can only bring Shirley, and I can't bring anyone else's."
.”
Agou sputtered such a long list, and then carefully observed the reactions of the people around him, especially Duncan. He shrank his neck and added: "I'm not making excuses, Captain, you heard it, the difficulties are real.
a lot of."
Duncan was not annoyed by the many difficulties that Agou was talking about. He just thought about it seriously for a while and then said thoughtfully: "You mean, the space in the deep sea is discontinuous?"
"...It can probably be understood in this way," Agou thought for a moment and nodded, "I can't tell you the specifics - I am currently studying "Three Conjectures on Asymmetric Space-Time" written by Professor Brandall, etc.
After I finish studying, maybe I can explain it to you more clearly."
Duncan didn't pay attention to the second half of Agou's words. He just continued to think and asked another question: "But I still remember you mentioned that in those years when the Homeless Ship was completely out of control, it once smashed through the entire deep sea.
.”
Agou's expression (although his expression was very abstract) changed instantly, and his entire skeleton froze with a creak.
Duncan thought that the other party had not remembered it, so he added some details casually: "You said, it fell from the real world to subspace, and then floated up from subspace, traveling through the worlds like repeated vibrations, and every time it would smash through the entire world.
The spiritual world and the deep sea - in this process, is it equivalent to breaking through the 'space fault' in the deep sea?"
This time, not only Agou's expression was abstract, but the expressions of everyone in the entire cabin became wonderful - a horrifying emotion enveloped everyone, even Lucretia on the other side of the crystal ball.
"Ship...Captain!" Agou's broken voice finally made a sound, and every bone in his body was trembling, "Don't say such terrible things...you don't really plan to smash...again...
"
"Father, please be careful," even Lucretia, who had not spoken much and seemed quite lively, couldn't help but break the silence. She looked nervously at Duncan on the other side of the crystal ball, as if she was afraid of her own.
In the next second, my father will turn back into that terrifying "god" without blood or tears. "It is definitely not a good idea to let the Homeless Ship return to an out-of-control state and break open the door to the deep sea, even if it is a 'scientific research project'..."
…It’s also a little too radical.”
Duncan didn't expect that his bold idea would trigger such a big reaction from others, so he shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't do such an extreme 'test' - I have always been a cautious person.
"
Everyone was obviously relieved.
But then Duncan changed the topic and added: "But even from a cautious point of view, this 'old incident' also provided me with an idea - some properties of the Homeless Ship can be ignored in the deep sea.
There is a space fault. I will do some research on this basis to see if I can open the door to that place while ensuring safety..."
Everyone's hearts suddenly started to rise again...
But at least this time, no one raised strong objections as before. Only Morris and Lucretia once again emphasized the need for "safety" and "caution" as scholars - judging from their attitudes, it was obvious that
I am still worried that the captain will really drive the Lost Home into the deep sea on a whim one day...
Fortunately, Duncan quickly changed to the next topic.
"Besides the state of Holy Lord Netherworld, I am more concerned about another thing now," he rubbed his chin, thinking as he spoke, "those final preachers - strictly speaking, those who exist rationally and act rationally.
The preachers of the end whose style is completely opposite to that of the 'cultists'."
He turned his head and his eyes fell on Tirian.
"Have you ever mentioned to Vanna that three Missionaries of the End visited the Lost Home and talked with me all night long?"
Tirian immediately leaned forward, his expression seemed a little embarrassed: "Yes, father, at that time I couldn't confirm your...'status', so I talked about some 'old things' about you with Miss Vanna."
"It doesn't matter," Duncan waved his hand, "I can't remember many things from that year, so it's a good thing that you can remember."
He calmly once again emphasized his "amnesia" due to the influence of subspace, and at the same time confirmed the changes in Tirian and Lucretia's expressions, and then continued: "What I want to say is, I have
I have a hunch that sooner or later we will have to deal with those 'sane final preachers' again."
Morris subconsciously said: "Why do you judge so?"
"Because they seem to be committed to participating in far-reaching 'historical events'," Duncan adjusted his sitting posture and said slowly, "and the noise caused by the Homeless Ship... has become bigger and bigger."