Chapter 359: The end
Chapter 359: The End
Fake.
After learning from Duncan and the others what a “fake” was, and how many of them had appeared in the city-state recently, and how their erosion and cognitive interference properties might have covered a large area, Nemo Wilkins’ face was filled with undisguised horror.
Even the old ghost, whose mind was sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, sensed the terror behind this grotesque phenomenon – he kept chanting about the Queen and the Queen’s Guards, and an agitated look spread across his face before he quieted down after a long time.
And after that, all Nemo felt was anger.
He couldn’t accept that the Raven, who had followed him for years, had died in vain – and even more so that the latter had been given a replica, which was lying in front of him, an obvious insult to the dead.
“There is the shadow of the Annihilation Cultists behind this matter, now the guardians in the city should have already begun a large-scale search, and it is expected that there will be some progress soon,” Duncan noticed Nemo’s change in mood and spoke, “but even if we find those Annihilation Cultists, I’m afraid that we can’t solve the problem at its root –Hiding behind those cultists is the source.”
“What’s hiding behind those cultists?” Nemo snapped out of his annoyance for a moment, seeming to suddenly associate it with something, “Behind them …… it’s hard not to believe that this matter also involves a god level existence?”
The one who answered him was Vanna at the side, “A steady stream of replicas coming out from under the deep sea, even the Frost Queen from fifty years ago failed to solve this crisis – do you think that this kind of thing is something that a group of cultists can pull off?”
“There are clues that this matter has involved the Profound Holy Lord,” Morris then spoke, “His power, and even a portion of His limbs, may have appeared in the real world – but you shouldn’t ask about the specifics. ”
Information that pointed to the gods was not a good thing for ordinary people to come into contact with too much.
Nemo heard a faint hint of warning in this old scholar’s tone, and he immediately came to his senses, nodding vigorously, “I understand …… I won’t ask.”
He didn’t want to be strangled by a tentacle of the Profound Holy Lord in his dream in the middle of the night just because he heard something he shouldn’t have heard.
Vanna bent down and examined the body of the “crow” on the ground.
The fake was so lifelike that, outwardly at least, it still looked almost identical to the original, except for the edges, where the foul black “mud” was oozing out a little, and it looked as if the disintegration process had just begun.
This was the first time that Duncan had seen a fake go from complete to disintegrated from a spectator’s point of view, and the information was invaluable to him.
He reached out and rummaged through the pocket of the Raven’s jacket, where the paper on which the mysterious “Sacred Narrative” had been transcribed had been placed.
The pocket was empty, and the interior was also disintegrating.
Vanna stretched out her hand, and the water vapor in the air quickly condensed into an ice blade, and a dagger appeared in her hand. She used this improvised dagger to pick apart the clothes near the Crow’s chest, and found that the inner layers of the clothes were in a strange flocculent state, with interlocking fibers and clumps blurring together, and appearing to merge with the flesh and skin structure deeper down.
“That paper wasn’t copied down …… The interior of the replicant showed the typical disorganized state …… No blood …… “Duncan muttered to himself, and reached out again to touch the slowly writhing black slime substance on the ground next to him, only to see the latter suddenly contract and fade to the side as if alive, “……These things haven’t solidified yet, but the rate of writhing is slowing down.”
He slowly stood up and sighed softly, “There’s nothing left to check, purify it to get rid of it. Vanna, you guys back off a bit.”
Upon hearing this, Vanna hurriedly backed up several steps to the side, while pulling the still-unknown Alice back as well, along with old Mr. Morris.
Seeing this, Nemo and the old ghost also followed and stepped back – although they had no idea why Vanna and the others were suddenly so nervous.
And then they knew.
A cluster of greenish flames suddenly appeared under Duncan’s feet, and immediately afterwards, the flames pounced on the “fake” not far away as if it were a predator that had smelled its prey – the flames soared into the air, and the crackling sound of the extraordinary firewood burning rang out continuously, and the strange black mud-formed corpse was burned to ashes almost instantly, while the black mud-formed corpse was burned to ashes. The corpse formed by the strange black mud was burned to ashes almost instantly, and while the flames were burning, the gas lamps on the surrounding walls, the old ghosts and the lamps that Nemo carried with him also seemed to be colored with a layer of ghostly green!
The whole process actually lasted less than a few seconds, but Nemo had already broken out into a layer of cold sweat – when that flame rose up in the air, great fear filled his body and mind, and he even felt that his soul was going to resonate and spontaneously combust in front of that flame, so much so that when that flame disappeared, he even had a kind of post-hoc Celebration.
Duncan turned his head and looked at the several people who almost hid in the corner on the other side of the corridor: “After burning …… you hide so far for what? Wouldn’t it be better to take two steps back slightly?”
“I’m psycho about this stuff.” Vannette said bluntly.
Duncan: “……”
He stands awkwardly for a moment, before touching the bandage near the tip of his nose and turning to walk deeper down the corridor, “Ahem, let’s go, let’s see what else is up ahead.”
A few people took a step to follow Duncan, while Nemo looked at the lanky figure walking at the front of the room with palpitations, taking a few steps before turning back to the old geezer following him, “Do you think …… Captain Tirian would be afraid of his father as well?”
The old ghost, however, as if he didn’t hear it, just took a step, a little lost in thought and generally looked up at the front until Nemo couldn’t help but call him two more times before he suddenly muttered without a clue, “That fire …… I have seen before… …” Nemo was stunned for a moment, “Seen it before? You said you’ve seen a flame like that just now? Where have you seen it?”
The old ghost, however, didn’t answer again, with the rope hanging from his body and the crowbar grasped in his hand, he walked forward unhurriedly as if he were sleepwalking, and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he mumbled while catching up with Duncan and Alice who were walking in front of him, “The queen is in front of us, hurry up, hurry up …… “
Nemo looked at the old ghost’s back, scratched his hair and couldn’t help but mutter, “Well, sick again ……”
After an unknown amount of time, the team stopped once again.
There was no road ahead.
A patch of collapsed boulders and half-molten steel debris piled up, completely blocking the road ahead – and it looked like it had been blocked for half a century.
“This is the end of this corridor,” Nemo said, pointing to the collapsed area in front of him, “It was blown up when the Queen’s Guard retreated back in the day, and I’m afraid that the entire collapsed area is a few hundred meters, so it’s impossible for anyone to pass through it.”
“This is the end of the road …… but we didn’t find anything along the way ……” Vanna couldn’t help but frown, looking back in the direction the group came from. “Didn’t even find any traces left by the movement of that ‘fake’ either.”
Duncan, on the other hand, didn’t say anything as he came to the collapsed ruins and scrutinized the stacks of stone, concrete and steel, his brow furrowed in a frown and he didn’t say a word.
Seeing this, Alice couldn’t help but come over, “What are you looking for?”
“Possible crevices or orifices,” Duncan said casually, “People can’t get through, but mud-like fluids can seep through very small holes.”
“You suspect …… that the forgery seeped through this collapsed area first in the form of fluid ‘primordial’ and then coalesced into a humanoid form and collapsed on the other side of the corridor?” Maurice quickly realized what Duncan meant, yet the image he conjured up in his mind gave him goosebumps, “That sounds …… chilling.”
Duncan didn’t say anything, he took two steps back and tilted his head again, looking at the end of the corridor that had been completely sealed off.
There really wasn’t a trace of anything here.
There was no sign of anything out of the ordinary to be seen all the way down the walk.
How did the fake …… appear in the corridor? “Crow” before the end of the place in the end, and how did he get there?
……
The endless boundless sea, a thin layer of fog.
A steamer with a beautiful white hull sailed through the mist, its bow piercing through the fog floating on the surrounding sea surface, and its stern leaving behind layers and layers of fine wave trails.
Captain Lawrence came on deck in a heavy coat and gazed somewhat out over the misty sea in the distance, and the faintly undulating horizon and iceberg silhouettes in the fog.
Now it is daytime, the sun is hanging high in the sky, but the sunlight neither disperses the mist on the sea, nor disperses the coldness in the sea breeze, he only felt that the coldness little by little through the jacket, like to drill into the bones gradually penetrate in – giving the feeling as if the whole body is gradually immersed into the ice-cold seawater.
“The temperature in the north …… is not friendly enough for me, an old man born and raised in the central sea.”
Lawrence couldn’t help but mutter.
His first mate, Gus, came over from the side, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with short, slightly curly brown hair, and smiled after hearing the captain’s mutterings, “It’s always this kind of weather in the Cold Sea – there’s more fog than anywhere else, and sometimes during the day, and the air is filled with a chill, and sudden snowfalls in the city-states …… all make it hard for outsiders to get used to.”
“I was planning to spend more time in Frost, but now it seems better to hurry back after completing the necessary work, you have to be sick if you stay in this place for too long,” Captain Lawrence shook his head, “the fog is getting worse and worse effects, and we have to reconfirm our course in an hour. ”
The first mate immediately nodded, “Aye, Captain, I’ll make arrangements in a moment.”
Lawrence hmmmed, then asked, “Any response to the signal sent to the Frost side?”
“Not yet,” the first mate replied, “but that’s normal, the northern city-state’s ports have always worked efficiently like this – let’s wait until we get a little closer, they have to respond to our request to enter the harbor sometime. ”
(End of chapter)