Chapter 110: “The Fire Tamperer”
Chapter 110 “The Fire Tamperer”
The suddenness of the violent fall quickly stripped Duncan’s spirit from the presence of that blazing sun, and he felt as if he were being dragged by a powerful gravitational force through a deep, long aperture, with the blazing corona and the flesh and blood that supported it darting away from sight – and the next moment, he felt a firm touch on his back .
It was the backrest of his seat.
Duncan’s eyes snapped open and he gasped for air, feeling as if his heart had never beat so powerfully before, and as if the blinding light cast by the burning star from before still lingered in his retinas.
The truth of the flesh and blood beneath that sea of fire was even more strongly imprinted in his mind.
It was only after a few more seconds that these strong impressions finally subsided in his mind, and ultimately, only the ethereal words remained, still echoing in the depths of his memory-
“Usurper, extinguish me, please ……”
Duncan frowned slightly, convinced that he had actually heard the words.
Was this what the sun had communicated to him? Had it sensed his prying eyes and sent him this …… “cry for help” signal?
Duncan rubbed his forehead, guessing the truth behind this “distress” signal, but also recalled the details of that round of the sun.
Undoubtedly, that was what the followers of the “Ancient Real Sun” worshiped, the “real sun” in their words.
To be honest, in that brief moment when he first saw it, Duncan really felt a stirring in the bottom of his heart, he was shocked by the sea of blazing sun and fire, and even thought that he really saw the “sun” in his own memory and cognition, and thought that what he saw was the same wheel of stars that he had seen on the Earth… …
How agitated he was at that time, how dismayed and bewildered he was when he saw the truth on the back of the sun.
The front side of the sun was indeed identical to the “real sun”, and exactly the same as the things depicted by the solarists, but that image was only the shell of the sun, and inside it …… was just a bunch of unnamable things.
Duncan recalled the pale, dark flesh and blood, and the tentacles that surrounded the pupils of the eyes in a state of withering and decay.
That …… “creature” wrapped up in the solar shell didn t seem to be in very good shape.
In fact, Duncan even thought that it had actually “died” – the feeling of loss of vitality was so strong that even from a distance, you could feel from the depths of your soul that the “death” aura was coming. Even from a distance, he could feel the “death” in his soul.
It was simply the burning corpse of an ancient god.
The body of the ancient god was asking for help, hoping that someone would come and extinguish the flames on its body.
A corpse asking for help, this is a paradoxical and frightening situation, bizarre and outrageous, but in line with the abnormal “logic” of this world.
Duncan, a little bit, organized his confused mind, and recalled that in that brief glimpse, there was another point of great concern, that is, the “sun” called himself – ta called himself “usurper of the fire! “.
Is that unnamable mass of flesh really greeting itself, is it really because it senses the proximity of its uninvited guest that it makes a sound, is it really not just a random cry in the midst of confusion?
If that plea for help was really addressed to himself, then it was a call with a very clear intent, usurper ……
Duncan lowered his head and gently rubbed his fingertips together, watching as a cluster of embers burned silently at his fingertips.
The green fire of the spirit body waited obediently for his command, waiting to contaminate the other flames, to usurp the other unusual prowess.
In the next instant, Duncan dispersed the auric fire in his hand.
Whether or not the sun was really speaking to him, whether or not the other side meant “usurper”, it was not something he could care about right now – the cultists in the city-state of Prand. The group of cultists in the city-state of Prand was still hiding in the dark, and he did not have the ability or position to deal with the “Sun God” behind those cultists.
What’s more, how could he know how to “help” the burning sun? Relying on his own spiritual fire to burn that big pile of stuff all over again? He couldn’t burn it even if he was tired to death! Besides, the other party was only asking for help, it didn’t mean that that thing was “one of us” – God knows what would happen after extinguishing the sun, what if that flame was a seal, and after it was extinguished, the unnameable thing inside the sun would come back to life and kill everyone? If that flame is a seal, what if after it is extinguished, the unknown thing inside the sun will come back to life and kill everyone? At that time, will the TA still remember the “favor” that he helped to “extinguish the flame”?
It’s not a good idea to deal with a god-like thing. Duncan shook his head and sighed in his heart – the so-called “sun god” was really not the sun he was familiar with.
Perhaps he would never see the real “sunshine” in this world again.
The golden mask that was modeled after the sun was still quietly placed on the table, and the luster of its surface was a bit dim, as if it had already exhausted its internal energy.
Duncan stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up the mask, but in the moment his fingertips touched the mask, a slight cracking sound came into his ears.
This originally very strong iron (copper-plated) mask seems to have experienced millions of years of weathering and corrosion, and in the next second it turned into dust in his hand and dispersed with the wind.
Aey bounced over, spreading his wings in front of Duncan and gesticulating, “Happy, snap, no more!”
Duncan, however, did not care about the bird’s pleasing behavior, and he had some vague realization in his mind–
After all, this mask is only an imitation of a “mass-produced holy relic”, and what the Sun Religionists are best at is to use all kinds of rituals to create this kind of fakes with limited effectiveness, and these fakes have some of the power of the real ones, but their lifespan is worrying after all.
The function of the Sun Mask should be to serve as some kind of communication channel, the lower-ranking magi use this thing to contact the gods they believe in or the “heirs” under the gods, and just now, he used the fire of his spiritual body to forcefully turn on the full power of this mask, letting it briefly have the “real” effect, and then he used the fire of his spiritual body to turn on the full power of this mask. Just now, he used the fire of his spiritual body to force on the full power of the mask, giving it a short-lived “authentic” effect, and glimpsing the appearance of the Sun God in the passageway – and in a few seconds, the mask’s “life span” was directly depleted.
“I might have to find a way to get a real one in the future ……,” Duncan said thoughtfully, looking at the ashes drifting through the air, “These things don’t burn in three seconds a piece… …”
He didn’t intend to actually “save” the Sun God, but he was still interested in the secrets kept by the Suns, and was curious about the history before the Great Annihilation, and felt that he would continue his research in the Transcendent realm, and that the fleece on the backs of the cultists… …It’s time to pull the wool over their eyes.
But as his research deepened, he would have to find a way to pull some high-quality wool.
After taking a short break to recover and refresh himself, Duncan left his chambers.
The goat’s head that was fidgeting by the sailing table immediately turned his head when he heard the commotion, he first confirmed whether the pigeon had followed him out, and was relieved when he found out that it was only Duncan himself: ”Ah, great captain, your loyal following ellipses are diligently taking the helm on your behalf, I wonder if your ‘long voyage’ is going well? I wonder if your ‘voyage’ went well? I perceive that your soul has gone far away again, but this time it doesn’t seem to be a human city-state? If you are going to travel far away next time, you can actually do so in advance ……”
“How much do you know about the ‘real sun god’ that those Sunists believe in?” Duncan waved his hand and asked bluntly.
After getting along with this goat head for a while, he had already grasped the other party’s temperament more and more, and was also more confident in his own “captain’s identity”, and was no longer as cautious as he had been initially when talking and asking questions, and it didn’t hurt to ask questions that had nothing to do with the nature of the Lost Country ship casually.
This can also test how much this eccentric goat head knows about the transcendental realm.
“Real Sun God?” The goat head was stunned for a moment, and then said with some hesitation, “Honestly, it’s not really clear, I only know that those followers of the Sun God are all crazy and stupid, but I don’t know what kind of thing the god behind them is……. However, the Sun God’s ‘bestowal of blessings’ does exist, and it is true that the Sun God’s ‘bestowal of blessings’ does exist. ‘ does exist, and those followers whose faith is devout to a certain extent will obtain some strange powers, which is also the reason why this cult can gradually develop ……”
While speaking, the goat head gradually reacted: “Ah, why did you suddenly mention this? Could it be that you just ……”
“I was just thinking, if a so-called ‘god’, is being roasted on the fire by his own believers, and His believers still know nothing about it, and are working overtime every day to add wood to the fire, and mistakenly believe that the ‘corpse oil’ that is roasted out of the god’s body ‘ is the blessing that the gods send down …… Then this matter can be a bit ironic,” Duncan leisurely sighing said, “belonging to is put in the hell joke all seem too hell.”
There was a bit of silence in the chart room, and Goathead surprisingly didn’t pick up the conversation, which caused Duncan to give him a surprised look, “Why aren’t you talking? Don’t you usually talk a lot?”
The goat head is a bit stuffy to open his mouth, “…… the topic is too bullish, I don’t dare to say, I don’t dare to ask, I can only say that the captain’s high opinion ……”
Duncan was instantly amused.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, he began to gradually feel that even this goat head in front of him is not as evil and dangerous as it was in the beginning, and the atmosphere …… on this ship seems to be slowly getting better?
(The end of this chapter)