Chapter 637 Navigating the Nightmare of the Ancient God
The Lost Home began to accelerate in the direction of Silantis - facing the huge waves that were higher than the previous level, and facing the terrifying roars and storms that kept coming from the direction of the giant tree, this ghost ship was raging
Wrapped in flames, the charge began.
Silantis seemed to notice this sudden change, and his instinct to resist the invasion of dreams immediately began to take effect - huge waves rolled on the sea, and the seawater affected by the giant trees turned into lines that looked like they were covered with fangs and sharp blades.
The sky-reaching barrier slammed down on the bow of the Lost Home with an almost crushing attitude. As the huge waves roared, countless hazy phantoms began to emerge in the storm. Those phantoms seemed to be an ancient force.
The legion, mixed with countless phantoms of birds and beasts that had been distorted to the point of being completely unrecognizable, surged across the gaps in the waves and rushed towards the ghost ship burning in the strong wind and waves.
However, the Homeless did not evade the oncoming storm. Instead, the sails were further inflated and the speed was further increased.
Gloomy green flames spurted out from every deck gap, every cabin window, and every gun door of the ship. As if it was about to ignite the entire sea, this living fire that swept across the sea directly crashed into the sea.
In a storm of nightmare phantoms.
The huge waves were burned by the flames, evaporating and creating huge gaps. The blades caught in the wind and waves were swallowed up by the invisible force, and dissipated into harmless mist in the next gust of wind. The illusions that emerged in the storm turned into real things in the flames.
phantom——
They passed through the hull of the Lost Home harmlessly. The spiritual fire did not seem to cause any harm to them, and they could not have any impact on the Lost Home. It was just that in the wake of the Lost Home's passing flames, these phantoms appeared.
Then they gradually stopped, as if they were waking up from a long dream, and they disappeared silently in the wind.
Then, the Lost Home sailed into a bigger storm, more illusions, and a nightmare that was closer to the essence of Silantis.
Just like a person can never be aware of the moment when his sleep begins, after a certain moment that cannot be detected by perception, the entire world outside the Lost Home has fallen into chaos and darkness, the boundless sea has disappeared, and the sky has also disappeared. From a distance
The "sunshine" that diffused over the sea disappeared at some point.
There are only the illusion of the storm rolling up in the darkness, and the huge "tunnel" that appears and disappears in the storm, which seems to be made of countless vines and roots. The Lost Home is sailing rapidly through this tunnel.
In the indescribable "tunnel".
After another moment that was imperceptible to perception, the sound also disappeared—the entire world outside the Lost Home fell into silence.
However, the illusion of the storm still existed, it was just surging silently, making it even more weird and terrifying than before.
The Lost Home continued to sail through this intertwined plant structure. The entire ship seemed to be floating in a void. In front of this void, only the huge shadow of Selendis still existed.
It seemed to have become the only remaining entity in the world, as if it was the only and last tree after the whole world collapsed and everything fell into silence.
Or, the first tree.
Lu En felt a little better - after passing through the undetectable "dream moment", or maybe after the ship suddenly experienced some kind of "transformation", he found that the call in his mind that had never stopped suddenly suddenly
It weakened, and he felt that his consciousness was gradually returning to stability, and he even heard the heartbeat in his chest again.
He lowered his head and saw that his body was indeed recovering bit by bit.
Looking through the window, you can see the giant tree stretching thousands of miles in the dark space.
Although he is still deeply trapped in this dangerous and terrifying "Dream of the Ancient Gods", even though he knows in his heart that Sirandis is still trying to "protect" or kill every elf in the world, the old man still cannot bear it.
Zhu murmured softly like he was talking to himself: "...It's so beautiful..."
A voice came from the side: "Yes, it's so beautiful..."
Lu En looked around, only to see the strange goat head on the navigation table looking out the window and sighing - faint green flames were flowing and rising between its wooden structures, and there was another firelight condensed below it.
, like a vague and twisted spine, connecting it to the deck below along the table.
"In the beginning, I planted her in the darkness - just like now," the strange wooden goat head continued to whisper, as if it was immersed in memories and carefully picked up the fragments deep in the memory, "
But she was not that big at that time...just a small sapling, crooked, even a little...ugly.
"At that time, I didn't know what she would look like, let alone what she should look like - she shaped herself, and all I did was let her grow and keep growing.
"Then, I learned to imagine more things, more trees, the plants growing with the trees, and the various creatures living among the plants... I placed them everywhere in the darkness,
So I don’t know when, the darkness subsided, the world began to become lush, and many... things beyond my initial imagination began to happen. Overall, it was very interesting--compared to a boundless and meaningless emptiness.
Much more interesting.
"So, some intelligent creatures that grew up from the forest gave me a name. They said that I was the 'Creator'.
"But I don't quite understand the title they gave me, and I don't quite understand a lot of what they say - they also do some very strange things that I can't understand either.
"They gathered together to dance, and placed their harvest at the feet of billy goats carved from tree roots. They erected huge waterwheels beside the river and decorated them with colorful strips of cloth. When they finally mastered the
After gaining the ability to fly in the sky, they used a huge aircraft to jump down from the branches of Silantis, glide across the entire hill, and arrived at the end of Silantis' sight amid cheers...
"They say this is to please the great Creator so that the Creator will not leave.
"But I don't understand what they are doing, and I actually have no interest in their... performances and gifts, never have.
"But I saw them having fun, so I thought it was good."
Lu En became quiet. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the goat head on the table that gave off a strange atmosphere with a strange look.
He opened his mouth, but the complex emotions blocked all his words - he just made a weird mumbling from his throat.
Then, a sudden crackle and explosion sounded in the captain's cabin, interrupting all the subsequent actions and words of the old elf.
The green spiritual fire ignited out of thin air, and a tall figure was outlined in the flames. Duncan stepped out of the fire and his eyes fell on the goat's head: "Do you remember everything?"
"Broken, chaotic, only a general impression, and a part of the picture flickering by." The goat head made a slight wood friction sound, and slowly turned his gaze to Duncan, "I can feel that there are still many 'fragments' scattered around.
Somewhere else.”
"Are you going to collect them all?" Duncan asked casually.
"...It doesn't matter," Goat Head was silent for two seconds, but to Duncan's surprise, he shook his head, "At least it's not something to consider now."
"...Okay," Duncan took a deep look at the goat head, and then looked out the window, "Get ready for 'contact', we are not far from the 'trunk'."
"Are you going to take the helm yourself?" asked the goat head.
"No," Duncan shook his head, "If I were to take the helm, I probably would never be able to find where Selendis is hiding. Now that you have remembered part of the matter, let you continue to take the helm. I think this part'
The memories should be enough for you to find the right direction."
"clear."
The goat-head replied concisely and concisely.
To be honest, Duncan felt a little uncomfortable when this guy suddenly spoke so concisely.
But he soon put this strange thought behind him.
The Lost Home began to pass through the layers of silent storm illusions, as well as the tunnels and curtains intertwined by countless vines and roots - this ghost ship sailing on the edge of dreams was once in this dark curtain
It wandered around the edge many times, but this time, it finally found the right direction.
Duncan turned his head and glanced at Pope Rune.
After a slightly awkward look at each other for a moment, he waved to Alice, who was standing beside her in a daze, "You'd better come over and untie the old man..."
"Oh." Alice agreed, and regretfully came over to "untie" the old elf who was still tied to the pillar with a rope.
Lu En's mouth twitched slightly, and while covering up his embarrassment, he said calmly: "Actually, I think it's okay. Miss Alice's actions also have a certain degree of professionalism..."
However, just in the middle of what he said, a violent vibration suddenly spread throughout the entire ship!
It was as if the Lost Home instantly hit some invisible giant while sailing. An unprecedented huge earthquake suddenly came from the bow of the ship, accompanied by a sound that almost made people suspect that the ship was going to disintegrate in the impact.
There was a harsh noise, and then, the mast began to swing violently, the spiritual sails erupted with intense flashes of light, and the flames flowing on the deck suddenly exploded out of thin air!
Duncan reacted instantly to the sudden invisible impact, pressed down on the navigation table in front of him, and first used the spiritual flames to stabilize the entire ship, and at the same time shouted quickly: "Hurry up and tie it up again!
"
Alice's response this time was faster than ever: "Hey!!"
"Wait a minute!" Lu En only had time to shout before he was tied up tightly by Alice - this pope in extremely poor condition was no match for the living doll on the Homeless Ship.
And almost at the same time, the corner of Duncan's eye glanced outside the window, sweeping across the darkness and nothingness surrounding Selendis.
Spiritual flames erupted from around the Lost Home, as if they had "smelled" something, and were spreading crazily towards the darkness.
And in the layers of light and shadow cast by the spiritual fire, he saw... a shadow even bigger than Silendis!