Chapter 609 – Walking with Reflections

Chapter 609 – Walking with Reflections
“What did you say? They pushed up a goat-headed wooden sculpture?!”

Duncan’s voice came from the mirror on the dresser with undisguised shock.

“Yes, a black wooden sculpture of a goat’s head,” Lucrecia said quickly, craning her head to look at the crystal ball sitting on the table next to her, discerning the image that was vaguely emerging from it, a scene the rabbi had transmitted directly from the cultist’s rallying grounds, “It looks similar to the one on the Lost Country’s ‘First Mate’ is very similar …… No, I can’t say very similar, it’s practically identical!”

“Other than that? What was that goathead doing after he was pushed up?” In the mirror in front of Lucrecia, Duncan’s figure leaned forward slightly, “Was it communicating with those cultists?”

“…… No,” Lucrecia shook her head while looking at the blurry image in the crystal ball, “This goathead seems to be ‘dead’ …… It hasn’t moved a muscle since it was pushed up, it looks as if it’s a wooden sculpture …… The cultists are holding a ceremony around the goat head, they’re lighting candlesticks and burning incense, the goat head that they’re calling the ‘Dreamland Skull ‘ The goat’s head remained unresponsive.”

Duncan in the mirror frowned tightly.

He knew that the rabbit lurking in the cultists’ stronghold would surely be able to send back a great deal of valuable information, but he hadn’t expected the rabbit to send back information as valuable as this – from the beginning of the cultists’ gathering until now, he and Lucrecia had been following the news that the rabbit had been sending back constantly, and out of all that news, the most astonishing was Nothing was more astonishing than the present scene.

The Annihilationists …… even had a goat’s head that looked exactly like the “first mate” of the Lost Country ship!

And judging from the scene, this is the reason why they were able to freely enter and exit the Dream of the Nameless?

Inside the mirror dimension, Duncan stood in the darkness, lost in thought, and only after a long time did he raise his head and sweep his eyes around.

This was the world inside the mirror – but according to Agatha, it was more accurately described as “the Lost Country’s reflection on the edge of the spirit world and reality”.

As far as his eyes could see, it was the Lost Country he was familiar with, but the entire ship was shrouded in a plausible and bizarre atmosphere, his eyes passed through the side windows and he could see that the decks outside were shrouded in darkness, while the sky and ocean in the distance took on a quality similar to the spirit world, and there was a layer of hazy glow near the ship’s side, whose outlines seemed to have been affected by inexplicable disturbances, as if it were a reflection in the water, slowly undulating and trembling. The outline of the ship seemed to be disturbed by an unknown cause, as if the reflection in the water was slowly undulating and shaking.

Behind him is the familiar scene of the captain’s room, the chart table, shelves, expensive tapestries on the walls, and …… the silent goat’s head on the edge of the chart table.

All of these are shrouded in a strange dimness, even if the wall right next to the oil lamps hanging, even if the room has lights everywhere, the dimness is as if branded in this space as coiled not to retreat, always reminding those who come here, this is not the reality of the dimension.

The only thing in the room that glowed with a soft, reassuring shimmer was the oval mirror in front of Duncan at the moment – the mirror reflected the scene in Lucrecia’s room, reflecting the “temperature” from the real dimension.

Duncan turned around and slowly walked over to the chart table and looked at the goat’s head wooden sculpture that was sitting on the table, the latter did not react to his approach, just like the Dreaming Skull that the cultists at …… used for their rituals in the assembly hall.

After quietly looking at the dark wooden sculpture for a moment, Duncan reached out and patted the goat’s head.

If it is in the real world on the other side of the mirror, this action will certainly be replaced by a vast array of noise, goat head will never let go of this opportunity to speak.

However, here, in the “reflection” of the Lost Country, the goat’s head is still just staying still, as if …… it has not yet awakened.

The sound of footsteps came from the side, Duncan turned his head and saw Agatha came to his side.

“Captain, there are still thirty minutes before the ‘activation’ of the Dream of the Nameless One,” said the lady who ‘lived’ in the mirror world, “according to my last According to my last experience, the reflection of the Lost Country will be transformed into the ship sailing in the dark mists, and the ‘wooden sculpture’ in front of you will ‘come to life’.”

“…… Yes, come to life, but still not quite like the ‘first mate’ I’m familiar with, that’s another goat’s head – and in those Annihilationists’ hands, there was another goathead,” Duncan said slowly, a thoughtful expression on his face, “It is …… plausible, yet beyond my expectations, that they actually used a goathead they found somewhere to enter the Dream of the Nameless. “

Agatha hesitated and couldn’t help but ask, “Are there a lot of ‘goat heads’ out there?”

“…… I used to think there was only one,” Duncan shook his head, “it thought so itself.”

“I remember you saying that you brought the ‘First Mate’ out of subspace, and if it is subspace …… perhaps anything is possible, perhaps the ‘Goathead’ ‘ is even one of the clans there ……”

Agatha paused as she spoke, apparently she also felt that her guess was a bit far-fetched.

Duncan, on the other hand, didn’t say anything, he just looked at the silent goathead on the table as if it were a real wooden sculpture, and contemplated it for an unknown amount of time before muttering softly, “Quartered? ……”

Agatha heard the Captain’s muttering but was confused, “Huh?”

Duncan, however, did not respond to her query but shook his head gently, “Looks like there’s one more reason to capture that gang of Annihilationists alive …… This time, not only do we have to find a way to capture their people alive, but we also have to find a way to capture their ship.”

“As long as we determine where that ship is, there is no secular ship that can escape the Lost Country’s pursuit.” Agatha said immediately. Duncan gave the former Gatekeeper a somewhat surprised look, “You’re quite confident – I don’t think you’ve ever seen the Lost Country’s battle scene with your own eyes.”

“But there are tons of horrific descriptions of the Lost Country recorded in the Death Church’s canon,” Agatha spread her hands, “It is said that you once obliterated the battleship that Coronation Pope Banister had just built in a single moment – even in the front of the Parade Ark, in front of an entire fleet. No matter how you think about it, there’s no way those cultists could have built a ship more powerful than the Ritual Ark.”

Duncan’s expression froze a bit momentarily, and after two or three seconds of embarrassment he twitched the corners of his mouth, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Agatha seemed to have reacted to the awkwardness of this topic as well, and she hurriedly changed the topic in a raw manner, “Captain, what do you think about the purpose of those cultists?”

“Purpose? Do you mean the interest they showed in Shirley and Dog, or the goal of their cooperation with those ‘sun followers’?”

“Both.” Agatha nodded.

“The fact that they took an interest in Shirley and Dog was an expected circumstance – no three-dimensional Annihilationist would be unaffected by the shock of seeing Dog, and judging from that Saint’s behavior, the ‘Profound Demon possessing sanity ‘ This phenomenon seems to have an extraordinary significance to them,” Duncan said while recalling the information transmitted by the rabbi, “The saint mentioned ‘the last piece of the puzzle on the path to promotion’ …… This statement concerns me.

“As for their ‘cooperation’ with those Sun followers ……”

Duncan suddenly stopped when he said this, and only broke the silence after a moment of quiet reflection, “Those Annihilationists are targeting the ‘Tree’, which is quite understandable, referring to what should be the World Tree Silentis, while those Sun Followers are targeting the ‘Sun ‘ ……”

He frowned and raised his head, as if to look through the dimensions of space and time to a certain “star” that existed in the dreams of the Nameless, in the memories of an ancient past.

“…… How are they going to get the ‘sun’?”

The captain’s room was quiet for a while, and Agatha didn’t know how to answer the captain’s question, and it was like that for an unknown period of time before Lucrecia’s voice suddenly came from the mirror not far away, breaking the silence:

“Dad, the rabbi said that the cultists seem to be about to perform the last step of the ritual.”

Duncan immediately raised his head and looked at the mechanical clock hanging on the opposite wall.

On the dial that showed a mirror image flipping left and right, the hands were rotating counterclockwise, slowly pointing to nine o’clock sharp.

The Dream of the Nameless One was about to become active.

He withdrew his gaze and took another look at the chart on the table next to him.

Even in this “reflection” world, the chart in the captain’s room at the moment showed the normal trajectory of the Lost Country ship sailing in the infinite sea – the Lost Country ship was now about 1,000 nautical miles north of the Port of Light Winds, and it was still continuing to sail north, continuing to move away from the City State.

The “test” was coming to a conclusion, yet Duncan actually had a vague feeling that even if he kept the Lost Country far away from Lightwind Harbor, and let the Goat’s Head run so far away, the Dream of the Nameless One would still appear – Lightwind Harbor would still be shrouded in the dream, and the The Lost Country’s reflection would still change as it had before.

For dusk was approaching.

Because the sun is getting milder, and those who were banished will return to the dimension of reality – just like the “warrior” who suddenly fell into reality, and eventually turned into an unnamed mass! Like the “warrior” who suddenly fell into reality and eventually turned into an unnamable mass, the so-called Dream of the Nameless One is only returning to the realm of reality from oblivion and exile.

At dusk, all these changes will be irreversible, and the arrival of the Lost Country ship at Windward Harbor will only accelerate the speed of the activation of the Dream of the Nameless One.

The so-called “Age of the Deep” is now approaching its “last second”, as the “Saint” declared.

“Lucy, report on the progress observed by the Rabbi.” Duncan said suddenly.

Immediately, Lucrecia’s voice came from the mirror, “Yes, those chosen cultists have gathered around the ‘Dreaming Skull’, and they are waiting for the final sacrifice ceremony ……

“That acolyte is ordering the ‘blood food’ to be brought into the hall.

“…… were two scarred elves.”

(I have a bold idea!)
(End of chapter)