Chapter 489 – Returning to the Voyage
Chapter 489: Returning to the Voyage
The fire spread faster and swifter than Duncan could have imagined.
He just lit a small fire on the edge of the huge “pillar”, and prepared to wait for it to slowly spread, but did not expect that small fire instantly grew into a monstrous flame shining in the deep sea – under the pressure of billions of tons of seawater, that blazing fire is especially bizarre. The weirdness of the fire was even more normal.
Transcendent things are the best fuel for spiritual flames, and the Ancient God’s tentacles naturally belonged to the category of “transcendent”, but even so, the flames burned too fiercely and too quickly.
It was as if there was some kind of force that was catalyzing and enhancing the power of the spiritual flame.
Was it due to the special environment of the deep sea itself? Or was it the Ancient God’s tentacle that was actively “cooperating”?
Duncan slightly frowned, feeling the huge information that the flame transmitted to him – information fragmented, interspersed with a large number of meaningless distorted noise and fragments of light and shadow, that seemed to be the “tentacle” collapse process uncontrolled escape.
To an ordinary human being, even a murmur of one of those “things” might be enough to incur madness, but Duncan found them trivial and disorganized – he struggled to discern useful information from the disorganized noise, and the moment before all the noise died down The moment before all the noise subsided, he finally “heard” something that he could understand.
In the middle of the sea, he opened his eyes wide and stared at the Ancient God’s tentacles, which were rapidly collapsing and disintegrating in the Spirit Flame, with a little bit of dismay.
“LH-01? Pilot One?!”
Amidst the nothingness, as if there was a roaring sound coming from the deep sea, the erroneous replica of the Ancient God finally disintegrated completely, all noise disappeared, and there was no sound to answer Duncan’s question in this instant – in the sudden silence that seemed to be filled with endless emptiness, there was only a hazy thought that floated silently across his mind–
“Thank you, usurper.”
Duncan blinked, his mind ebbing and flowing with a myriad of thoughts and a myriad of startling speculations and associations, and after an indeterminate amount of time, just as he was beginning to ponder whether or not he should continue to explore the place, whether or not he should continue to dive down into the depths even further, a flickering flash of fire suddenly appeared at the edge of his field of vision.
He turned his head sharply and saw that the aye-aye that was originally flying around him suddenly flickered violently, and like a projection of a poor contact, the firelight all over this pigeon’s body became bright and dim, and it began to flap its wings rapidly, letting out a shrill and intermittent cry, “Your …… signal Poor quality, please check …… your hardware connection …… remote server …… wait …… “
Duncan’s eyes instantly stared, waved his hand and teleported Aey back, and in the next second after Aey returned to the Lost Country, he noticed that the “temporary shell” he was using was rapidly collapsing.
Large and small cracks covered this “rough” body in the blink of an eye, and the green flames jumping in the cracks were rapidly escaping.
In the surrounding seawater, those floating around the “humanoid” also began to appear the same signs of disintegration, uncountable humanoid shells are quickly turned into black debris, and toward the deep sea that dark “frost floating island” sinking.
Ancient God’s erroneous replica was burned down by the flames, and the human body roughness surrounding the floating island in the deep sea collapsed with it. Except for the floating island itself, which might be the “original blueprints” that remained unchanged, everything in the deep sea was rapidly disintegrating and dissipating, and reverting back to ……. “The normal state of the initial design”.
Duncan’s mind quickly understood the cause and effect relationship between these changes, and in the next second, he felt his consciousness being forcibly “ejected” from this shell that could no longer be maintained.
Before the interruption of his senses, he had only one thought in his mind…
It’s a pity that this shell, which is adapted to the deep sea environment, was thought to be able to be used for a long time, but it turned out to be disposable again. ……
The low rumble of the ballast tanks draining outward echoed through the submersible, and with a slight vibration, the entire machine began to accelerate to the surface.
Duncan sighed regretfully in front of the console, reminiscing about the loss of another “temporary body”, while checking the status of the machine.
The deep-sea turbulence caused by the collapse and disintegration of the giant “pillar” had hit the slowly rising submersible, but fortunately caused little damage.
Agatha’s voice filled with horror came from the side: “What was …… that?!”
She raised her hand and pointed out of the porthole, pointing at the dark deep sea that was rapidly regaining its darkness – however, in the boundless darkness, there were still some residual green glows bursting out from time to time, massive streams of ghostly green light as if it were burning swiftly along the remnants of something of immense proportions, and as if a series of explosions was being Exploded.
Outside the submarine, there was a chaotic flow of water, the noise of the machines running and the thumping of the hull was frightening.
There was no doubt that something big was happening down there.
“…… I’ve found the source of the Frost Crisis, in the center of the suspected ‘Creation Blueprint’ deep-sea floating island, there’s an Ancient God’s tentacle of staggering proportions, it’s an errant replica of the Profound Holy Lord –His presence affects this entire ocean,” Duncan turned back slightly and glanced at Agatha, who was obviously waiting for an explanation, “For the past fifty years, the spirit of the Frost Queen has been pacifying that errant replica, and has held on for far too long. ”
Agatha’s mouth slowly opened wide. She hadn’t thought that Captain Duncan could bring back such sensational information by simply using his “avatar” to go down and take a look!
She froze in shock for a long time before finally waking up, and subconsciously spoke: “Then …… what happened? Then what happened?”
“Burned.” Duncan was succinct.
Agatha didn’t respond for a moment, “…… burned?”
“Burned,” Duncan repeated again and raised his hand to point out the porthole, “Don’t you see? I lit the fire.”
“No, it’s not that I didn’t understand you, I understand …… No, I don’t, I very much don’t,” said Agatha, actually a little incoherently; she had never been so overwhelmed as when she had faced hundreds of cultists in that weird and evil sacrificial arena, but in the case of Captain Duncan This existence that never seems to go by the book, her reasoning always seems not quite enough, “You just …… burned it? An ancient god …… even if it is just a faulty copy of an ancient god …… you just give it a burn?”
Of course Duncan knew that Agatha would definitely react like that, but he also really didn’t know how to explain the bewildering amount of details, and could only think about it for half a day in a tangled way, and shrugged helplessly, “Honestly, I’m surprised too, He’s more flammable than I thought.”
Agatha: “……”
After a moment’s silence, the gatekeeper lady’s mind finally reattached its strings, “What about the soul of the …… Frost Queen? Was it ‘burned’ along with you?”
“She was set free, but I don’t know where she’ll go – perhaps I’ll see her again,” Duncan spoke truthfully with every word, “I talked to her about many things, including her experiences during her lifetime, including the deep-sea secrets, and some …… truths about our world. Most of it was very subversive.”
“Very subversive?” Agatha seems to have not slowed down from the shock of “burned” just now, her thinking was obviously a little slow at this time, listening to Duncan’s words also just subconsciously opened her mouth, “Which kind of subversive?”
“The kind of subversive where you need to burn incense and write a will before you hear it, and after you hear it you need to be isolated for observation and psychiatric evaluation,” Duncan gave her a sideways glance, “I’ll let you know, after we return to the safety of the land and make sure you’re ready.”
Even as a Gatekeeper who had been through the ringer and was extremely mentally tough, Agatha still subconsciously felt her nerves tense up after hearing Duncan’s words.
This “captain” who can even return to subspace would use such a solemn and serious tone …… What kind of secrets does he know in that cold and boundless darkness?
At the same time, on the Lost Country, Duncan has returned from the “bachelor pad” that was closed by the fog and returned to his captain’s room.
At the edge of the chart table, a dark goat’s head creaked and swiveled its neck, its obsidian-studded eyes resting on the captain.
“Name?” It asked with a flourish.
“Duncan Ebnomar,” Duncan waved a hand and sat down at the table, glancing up at the goathead again, “Have I been gone too long?”
“You have been away too long,” Goathead seemed relieved and his tone immediately returned, “I sensed a wisp of your will had traveled to a place far, far away, so far away that it was difficult to capture even the Lost Country, don’t be offended, and I was concerned for your safety, after all, a ship of this size is still fully counting on a wise captain to lead ……”
“That’s fine, I know your loyalty, reliability, diligence, as well as thoughtfulness, don’t worry, it’s just a distant but short journey, it’s of no consequence – what’s Alice doing?”
“Ms. Alice?” The goat head paused and spoke immediately afterward, “She was resting in her cabin just now …… Ah, she came this way toward the captain’s cabin, seemingly in a hurry.”
As soon as the goat head’s words fell, a rush of footsteps came from the deck outside the door, and Alice’s familiar aura then appeared outside the door.
The knock was just about to sound when Duncan spoke first, “Come in.”
The next second, two knocks came through the door, followed by an afterthought “Oh” from the figure, who opened the door and stepped into the room.
“Captain! Captain Captain!” As soon as she entered the room, Alice hurried to Duncan, crackling without waiting for the latter to speak, “Something’s wrong! I just had a dream! I just had a dream!”
Duncan had a lot to say to Alice, but he didn’t realize that the other party was acting more anxious than he was, which made him frown, “You had a dream? What did you dream about?”
“I can’t remember the specifics!” Alice said with a straight face, “It just felt like I was …… kind of awesome in the dream? It’s like that feeling you used to say …… like you’ve grown a brain?”
(Time to push the book, the title of the book, “Shepherd’s Secret Continuity”, Victorian fantasy, Amber flow, the author has previously written Mercury’s Blood, Player’s Ultrajustice, character guarantee, worth a look.)
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