Chapter 565 – A Quick and Hasty Exchange

Chapter 565 – A Swift and Hasty Exchange
In the deepest part of Alice’s Mansion, in the fringe area of the eerie garden, between the shadows between the lush bushes and undergrowth, there were sinuous and treacherous tentacles that seemed to be covered in fine metallic scales wandering and wriggling!
The rustling sound came again from another direction, and out of the corner of his eye he saw another dark-colored tentacle, as if some kind of limb like a soft-bodied creature had passed through the gaps between the bushes, shaking those branches and rubbing against the rough soil, making a soft, thin sound.

The rustling sound sounded like a call.

Duncan instantly spread his senses, cautiously watching for any movement in the garden, while locking onto the direction where one of the tentacles had just disappeared, and stepping that way.

Behind him, at his feet, the ghostly green auric flames began to burn as he stepped, leaving behind a ghostly path of flames that spread silently along the cracks in the ground, penetrating a little deeper into the garden.

This is the “Alice’s Mansion”, it is very likely to be a crucial part of Alice’s “soul”, of course Duncan will not set fire to such a place, but now the strange thing appeared in the depths of the garden, he must also do something to deal with it! –If something really dangerous has invaded the garden, he has to find a way to get rid of the intruder without destroying the public house itself.

With a wary thought in his mind, Duncan followed the rustling sound and gradually came to a place far away from the “sleeping mannequin”, to a fringe area of the garden of the public house, and after passing through a few bushes and crossing a few unknown trees, he noticed that the light around him had already dimmed, and that the “graffiti sun” in the sky had been removed from the area. The light from the “graffiti sun” in the sky did not seem to reach this far – it was as dim as dusk between the shade of the plants.

In this dusk-like “light of day”, he saw a clump of plants in front of him suddenly shake a little, and then a tentacle slowly lifted up from there and gently shook in front of his eyes.

There was no concealment, no pretense, it was as if the tentacle had deliberately invited Duncan to come, and now it was revealing itself in all its splendor.

Duncan was surprised to see this strange and inexplicable “limbs” –

Tentacles dark color, the surface has a fine structure as if the metal scales, rough and complex bumps can be seen between the faint light blue lines, this pattern gives him a very familiar feeling, as if ……

Below the frost, in the deep sea, that section of the ancient god wrist surface with the kind of pattern characteristics.

The limb of the Profound Holy Lord?

Duncan’s heart was instantly jolted, and he suddenly realized the source of this sense of familiarity, and at the very moment when he thought of the “Profound Holy Lord” in his mind, the tentacle that was blindly swaying in mid-air also suddenly trembled, as if there was a distant and huge consciousness that had finally connected to this limb! —

It bent towards Duncan’s direction, and with a strange, low humming sound, the end of the tentacle slowly opened up, and an irregular crystal-like “eyeball” that shimmered with a cold blue shimmer appeared from inside, “staring” into Duncan’s eyes. Eyeball” appeared from inside, “staring” at Duncan’s eyes.

“Hello, usurper, I have something to say to you.”

A low, muffled, undistinguishable voice of any emotion or gender came out of nowhere, as if it were ringing directly in his head.

Duncan was instantly startled and stared at the tentacle in front of him with a tight frown, “The Profound Holy Lord? Lord of Creeps? LH-01?”

“All of them, but listen to me now,” the tentacle shuddered, as if it had begun to bear a load far beyond its threshold, and the voice it conveyed rapidly became muffled and distorted as it sped up its own rate of speech, “I have an extremely limited opportunity to communicate with you, and will now only convey the necessary information, whether you understand or not, now remember:
“¥#%$# was designed to last only eight thousand years, it is now overloaded and we have not received a signal from outside the &*%$ within the time limit ……

“This is the last cycle reset, ¥*(¥# will not regenerate after that cycle.

“Save the falling ¥#&** fragments, and if all is irretrievable, use them to prolong the life of the Node Cities as long as possible, and stay alive, survival being the first directive.

“We don’t know what you can do, but you woke up at the end of the cycle, it must mean something.

“We firmly believe that you, and we, are not alone.

“The above necessary information has been delivered – if I get the chance, I hope to meet you in person in a more stable …… flow …… ……”

The trembling of the tentacles was rapidly diminishing, the fine scales with their metallic texture had begun to cover a layer of decaying pallor, and Duncan could even distinctly feel the voice in his head rapidly moving away and weakening – although he did not understand the exact principle and process, it was clear that the ancient god known as the “Holy Lord of the Profound” was drilling into him. Although he didn’t understand the exact principle and process, it was obvious that the ancient god known as the “Profound Holy Lord” had exploited a certain loophole or used some kind of external force to forcibly establish a connection with himself, and now this extremely limited connection was about to be broken.

Duncan did not care about curiosity, to think deeply about what the other side of the information poured over in his head, under the judgment of reason, he chose to quickly and forcefully write down all of them, and wait until the other side had finished speaking before he had time to turn his mind, to think about what he had just heard.

The first thing he noticed was the “noises” – while the ancient god was talking to himself, several key pieces of information, supposedly important terms, turned into sharp and confusing noises in his ears.

It was as if the “meaning” of those syllables had been filtered out by something, or the meaning of those syllables had exceeded the limits of this communication, so that they could not be transmitted to his ears at all.

But now was obviously not the time to ask about those “noises” in detail.

The ancient god’s whispers were about to fade, and the connection he had barely established with himself was down to its last vestiges. Duncan looked up, and saw that the surface of the tentacle was already riddled with cracks, and would probably only be able to hold out for a few more seconds. He finished his thoughts instantly and seized this last moment to inquire, “If I were to seek you out, how would I travel to the Phantom Deep?”

Traveling to the Profound Deep Sea and communicating with the other party face to face was undoubtedly the simplest and most effective means of resolving all doubts.

That Ancient God’s tentacle had slowly stiffened, and faded fragments kept falling down like dust, that powerful and unnameable will gradually faded away from this fragile carrier, but before the connection with the real world was completely broken, He still did His best to grasp this last bit of sustainment, casting a low murmur in Duncan’s mind-

“I don’t know.”

Duncan: “……?”

He finally realized how he usually felt when someone close to him had his brain go down with one of his words.

He hadn’t really expected the Profound Holy Lord to give him such a sentence back!
However, he only froze for a split second before he heard that indistinct and low murmur coming from his mind again-

“Grab a few Annihilationists and try ……”

“Huh?” Duncan didn’t react for a moment, “Aren’t they your followers?”

However, there was no more voice to answer his question – the murmur of the Ancient God to him was finally cut off completely, accompanied by a cracking sound, the “tentacle” that carried too much power finally collapsed completely, it turned into dust and debris fell to the ground and It turned into dust and debris and fell to the ground, and rose into a curl of green smoke and dissipated into thin air.

Those rustling sounds surrounding the edge of the garden of the public house also stopped completely, and that kind of abnormal darkness in the shade of the trees also faded away.

Duncan continued to stand silently in front of the bush for some time, until a few minutes had passed before he shook his head with a furrowed brow and snapped out of his musings.

Everything that had just happened was still like a dream, the ancient god known as the “Holy Lord of the Profound” had even run straight to him, chattered a bunch of things to him quickly and then left again, this kind of thing, not to mention in the Light Wind Harbor, even in the entire Boundless Sea, I’m afraid it would be very explosive.

However, placing it on his own side …… does not seem to be so explosive?

Duncan turned around and looked back at the lush garden of the public house not far away under the light of the sky, as well as the silver-haired mannequin sleeping quietly in the sunny open space in the center of the garden.

Anomaly 099 that was born due to the “copying” ability of the Profound Holy Lord, the “Alice Mansion” that was closely connected with Alice, in the end, this entire “Mansion” was originally connected with the “ancient god” that was in the Profound Deep Sea. In the end, this entire “public house” was originally connected to the “ancient god” in the deep and profound sea, and it was even very likely that it was the carrier for conveying information to the outside world, which was intentionally molded by the ancient god.

Therefore, it was not inconceivable to see the power projection of the Profound Holy Lord in the deepest part of the garden of the public house.

What Duncan was thinking about was something else –

The attitude, or “state”, of the Profound Holy Lord seemed to be different from what was expected. He still maintained his sanity, but seemed to be in a state of extreme limitation, and his attitude was friendly, unlike what the world had imagined, which was only a pure destructive tendency.

But these “deviations” to Duncan does not mean much, after all, this world not many people have really contacted those so-called “ancient gods”, imaginary information can not be accurate, coupled with the eyes of different individuals in the “ancient gods”, the “ancient gods” are not accurate. “Ancient gods” may also present different postures, their own eyes friendly and harmless good neighbor, put in the eyes of ordinary people more or less stained with a little bit of unaccountable – in this world to adapt to so long, Duncan in this regard is still a little self-awareness.

The most important thing, or that ancient god told him those “information”.

Duncan recalled those words that seemed to contain a great deal of information over and over again in his mind…

Something that was designed to last only 8,000 years, and now it’s already overloaded.

The “we” that the Profound Lord had spoken of seemed to be waiting for a signal back from somewhere, but so far no response had been received.

The other party also mentioned the cycle reset …… What does this mean?
What does it mean that he, the “fire tamper”, woke up at the end of the cycle?
And save the falling debris to extend the life of the Node City ……

In contemplation, Duncan’s expression gradually became grave.

(End of chapter)