Chapter 309 – Dog’s Drastic Reaction

Chapter 309 – Dog’s Fierce Reaction

Inside the room with the blue door, Duncan and his party were silent, as was the mass of twisted biological tissue clinging to the door panel for a long time.

It was like this for an unknown amount of time before Duncan suddenly broke the silence, “Is there anything else you need from us?”

“I don’t seem to have anything to regret,” came Christo’s voice, “nor can I think of anything to ask – what can you do, good people, to help a long-dead departed soul? ”

“What of your family?” Vanna couldn’t help but ask from the sidelines.

“Family ……” Christo hesitated for a moment, as if some memories had just appeared in his twisted “body”, “Oh, yes. Yes, family …… my wife and daughter, they live in Frost, at the end of Fireplace Street ……”

Christo mumbled softly, his voice getting lower and lower as if he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly he woke up again, his voice clearing up a bit, “Ah, if you have the chance, you’ll go and see them on my behalf, it’s good to take a message back, even though they should have already known about what happened to the Obsidian.”

“Any particular message to take?” Vanna asked.

This time, Christo thought for a long time, and it was just when Vanna thought he was about to fall asleep again that another voice suddenly came out of the writhing mass of biological tissue, “I can’t think of any, and I can’t even remember what they look like anymore …… Just say good morning to them, and tell them that I left the with no regrets and no pain. That’s all.”

“We’ll convey it, if they still live at that address.” Duncan nodded gently, while at the same time his gaze fell on the slightly writhing and rising shell of “Christo”.

It wasn’t an illusion, the tissue was fading, Christo’s mind seemed to be leaving the body a little, and a faint grayish color was spreading along the edges of the tissue.

All of this change might have something to do with the heart that had stopped beating in the depths of the Obsidian.

The time to leave had come.

“It’s time for us to go.” Duncan said calmly.

“It’s about time too ……” Christo’s voice became a little more low and slurred, but still audible, “Good luck with the rest of your voyage then- -just leave me here; the captain should be with his ship.”

“…… In fact, we’ll be sinking the ship before we leave,” Duncan hesitated for two or three seconds, but decided to be truthful about what would happen next, “Captain Christo, as you can guess, the Obsidian has been contaminated, and we can’t just let the ship continue to drift on the Infinite Sea – it’s a threat to the common mariner.”

Christo was silent for a moment and spoke softly, “Thank you, kind man.”

Duncan looked at the captain for a few seconds, nodded silently, and prepared to step away.

But just as he was about to cross the door, Christo’s voice suddenly reached his ears again, “Are there any followers of Bartok, the god of death, among you?”

“…… I’m sorry, no,” Vanna shook her head, “Why do you ask?”

“Ah, I was just hoping that a devotee of the God of Death would help me with a spirit sending prayer – after all this, my soul is already impure and I don’t think I’ll be able to pass through that door of life and death in Bartok, so perhaps my soul could dissipate a little quicker if there was a spirit sending prayer …… But it’s just as well that there isn’t, things are always hard to get through the world, aren’t they?”

Vanna and Maurice subconsciously glanced at each other, and the latter couldn’t help but speak up after a brief hesitation, “We are acolytes of the Goddess of Storms and the God of Wisdom, and we’ll be praying for you after we leave – though that might not be of much use to a devotee of the God of Death. ”

“I’m not sure about Bartok the Reaper, but if what you say is the greatest wish of a Reaper devotee on his deathbed ……” Duncan said, stepping forward to take the palm of the hand that was clinging to the door panel, “I wish you have it as you wish.”

“…… Thank you, good people.”

There was finally no more sound coming from the mass of writhing flesh, its writhing slowing down and the grayish-white color that represented death had spread everywhere – he wasn’t quite dead yet, but the last of his vitality wasn’t enough to sustain him as he continued to talk.

Duncan nodded silently to the captain of the Obsidian and stepped through the door of the room.

The group left the Obsidian’s captain’s cabin, walked through the upside-down, misaligned corridor, passed through the triple nested doors, and rejoined the deck of the ghostly ship.

The sun was setting in the west.

With a flapping of wings, undead birds wrapped in fiery flames flew in from the direction of the Lost Country and circled above Duncan and the others.

The ghostly green flames rose from the Obsidian and returned as a meteor to the Lost Country ship not far away. A few moments later, the Lost Country slowly adjusted its position, and the gun flaps on the side of its hull were raised, and a single black hole poked out from the firing hole.

Cannon fire roared, fiery meteors rained down, and under the increasingly tilted and blood-colored sunset, the Obsidian was wrapped in a blazing green flame almost in the blink of an eye, and quickly entered the water, disintegrated, and sank in a series of spectacular burns and explosions.

The ghost ship, which had been completely eroded by transcendent power, sank into the deep sea in an extremely short period of time, leaving only a few large and small swirls on the surface.

On the edge of the Lost Country’s deck, Duncan stared into the setting sun, watching the Obsidian sink, watching the ghost ship until its final moments.

It wasn’t until the latter had sunk completely that he withdrew his gaze and glanced at Vanna and Maurice, who were standing directly behind him.

“Voyaging on the boundless seas is one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, and those of ocean captains are among the most dangerous of positions,” said Maurice, with some exclamation, “and almost half of them have difficulty in dying well– -Even if they live to retire on land and settle down, they will not be able to easily integrate into the life of ordinary people for a variety of reasons, and most of them will suffer from curses and mental anomalies, hallucinations and visions and even false memories will haunt them for the rest of their lives, and my daughter, Heidi ……, often dealt with this kind of thing. dealt with.”

Duncan did not respond to the old scholar’s exclamation.

After all, from the world’s point of view, this Lost Country ship as well as his “Captain Duncan”…… is actually also considered one of the many examples of “not a good end”.

Only his “not good end” is too fierce.

“Shirley and Dog how is it?” Duncan asked.

“I just went to check on them,” Alice, who was on the side, immediately raised her hand, “Dog said it’s fine and is now studying Nina’s textbooks from her elementary school days, and Shirley said that Dog needs to be taken care of, so she’s napping next to Dog.”

“…… Chasing knowledge of the Phantom Hound and its illiterate master?” the corner of Duncan’s mouth twitched as he stepped in the direction of the cabin, “I’m going to go check on them.”

He went straight to the cabin that Shirley and Dog shared, knocked on the door but found it just ajar, and pushed his way in to see Dog, who was sitting on his two hind legs in front of his desk, holding a textbook of elementary words in his two front paws and reading it with great interest.

As well as the illiterate Shirley who was sleeping in the bed behind the dog.

Duncan’s mouth quivered a little, although he heard Alice say so just now, at this time he still could not help but feel deeply bizarre when he actually saw this scene of dissonance, and Dog also heard the movement of the doorway, so he looked up, “Oh, captain you …… ah ow f*cking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Greetings are not even finished, this profound hound suddenly let out a broken gong blast like yelling, followed by the whole dog unexpectedly bang jumped up from the chair, almost jumped to the roof!

There was another crash, the black chain connecting Dog and Sherry instantly tightened, and Sherry, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was directly taken by Dog and flew into mid-air, and after a loud thud, it solidly crashed into the wall next to her.

“Dog, you’re crazy!” Shirley was knocked to the ground, and as soon as she landed, she scurried up and pounced on Dog, “Good grief why did you suddenly ……”

She finally noticed Duncan, who was standing in the doorway, and the stunned look on Dog’s face.

“Dog are you alright?”

Sherry spoke up almost at the same time as Duncan.

“I’m fine I’m fine …… not right not right, something ……” Dog seems to have not slowed down, still shivering, his eyes can not help but wander, seems to want to look at Duncan’s direction but couldn’t help but instinctively avoid it, and held his tongue for half a day before emerging with a sentence, “Captain are you carrying something …… in your left pocket ……”

“Something?” Duncan was stunned, then reacted by digging in his left pocket and fished out from it a small metal box that had been used to put tobacco in.

After opening the metal box, a thumb-sized section of strange, dark-colored “meat” appeared in everyone’s eyes.

“Me me me me …… fuck!” Dog in the instant he saw that thing will be even more nervous, dabbing a moment to scurry to the corner, “this this this this this is where …… where where is it from?!”

“Deepest part of the Obsidian,” Duncan frowned, “Why are you reacting like this? You came from this thing ……”

“The Profound Holy Lord! The scent of the Profound Holy Lord!” Dog’s entire dog shivered as if on vibration mode, “It’s the flesh and blood of the Profound Holy Lord!”

(End of chapter)