Deep Sea Embers

After a period of adaptation on board, Nina has gotten used to facing small difficulties in the process of reading and learning—including but not limited to shadows floating up from the spirit world, demons appearing in the deep sea, and changes in the book itself. Coupled with the hard training all the time, she has also made great progress in controlling her own strength.

The specific performance is that even if she raises her leg and kicks at 6000°C, she can guarantee that the bedding on the bed next to her will not be ignited.

The dazzling light passed by suddenly, and the demons from the depths of the world were instantly reduced to ashes under the power of the sun. There was not even a burning smell left in the air—only the warm smell after the noon sun warmed the bedding.

The last dark hound attracted by the book stayed alone in the center of the room. Even though it was a chaotic and ignorant dark demon who only relied on instinct to act, this terrifying creature still seemed to be in a daze for a short time. It seemed unable to I understand why I lost two companions all of a sudden——now, in front of it is Agou who is being held by the chain by Shirley, leaning over and growling, and behind him is Ni, who is walking forward step by step, shrouded in brilliance like the scorching sun. Na.

The terrifying coercion from behind is far better than the abnormal-looking "similar" in front of him.

The secluded demon turned his head subconsciously, and met a gaze that was as hot as the sun.

Nina lowered her head slightly, her hair was completely dyed with a layer of golden light, the dazzling light escaped from her seven orifices, the power of the ancient scorching sun was burning under this human body, she stared at this demon, The skeleton on the demon's body burned directly in her eyes.

Shirley was frightened, she had never seen Nina angry before, she even thought that this normally sunny friend was not angry at all, but now she knew that she was wrong - Nina now clearly very angry.

Her anger rose like a prominence, even if the escaping heat had been restrained, those rays of light were still as dazzling as if they could burn people's souls.

When Shirley became more nervous and finally couldn't help but speak, Nina finally spoke—she opened her mouth, and the scorching plasma flames dissipated from the corners of her mouth, and her voice sounded like a roar:

"My homework!" Her voice was filled with grief and anger, "My papers! My reference books! And Shirley's homework! They were all smashed into pieces by these dogs!"

The Wrath of the Sun caused the demons to lose their ability to move in shock. Shirley was even more surprised when she heard it, and almost laughed out loud: "Really? My homework is gone?"

But she reacted in the next second, and hurriedly stopped Nina who was about to avenge her homework with a flying foot: "Ah wait! Save this demon first! Gou has something to ask!"

Nina raised her feet at this time, but she subconsciously stopped after hearing her friend's call, and looked at Shirley out of the corner of her eye: "What else is there to ask—isn't it just to run while someone is reading a book?" Is it the ghost demon who came to make trouble? Several people were killed on the boat..."

"But it's daytime!" Shirley exclaimed.

Nina froze for a moment, then suddenly realized.

It is daytime now, although there is a lot of fog outside and the sky has become as dark as evening, but in terms of time, it is daytime now—the time when vision 001 still envelopes the world.

The city-state at this time is safe, and reading will not attract invasions in the dark—why do these deep demons appear?

Nina's eyes (6000°C) immediately fell on the last dark hound.

Bathed in the brilliance of the stars at a very close distance, the bones of the demon began to emit blue smoke - it struggled instinctively, as if it wanted to open a crack and return to the deep sea, but this instinctive escape was interrupted in an instant.

Agou interfered with the fissure that had just appeared around the demon and hadn't yet formed.

"Can you ask me something?" Nina restrained her strength and looked at Agou curiously, "Didn't you say that normal deep demons have no wisdom and can't communicate at all?"

"No brain is no brain, but if you really want to investigate, you can find something - they have memory, and occasionally there will be some continuous fragments in the chaotic thinking," Agou shook his head, as if because of the After fighting the headbutt with another deep hound, his mind was a little buzzing, "Don't worry, the deep demon has the 'communication' means of the deep demon."

"What means of communication?" Nina and Shirley asked in unison.

"...It's not very beautiful," Agou muttered, and slowly walked towards the deep hound that had gradually stopped struggling under the scorching sun, and then it looked up at Xueli again, "Close your eyes, Xueli. "

Shirley was taken aback for a moment, then obediently closed her eyes.

Short growls, struggles, followed by the sounds of bones being torn, crushed, and chewed. Amidst the teeth-stinging creaking sounds, a demon's violent struggle only lasted for a moment.

After a while, Shirley opened her eyes tentatively, and saw only a small pile of black dust that was dissipating rapidly left on the floor in the center of the room. Agou was standing next to the pile of dust, while Nina was a little dazed. Standing opposite, after a long time, the radiance of the scorching sun on her body gradually dissipated, and she exclaimed: "Wow——"

Xueli guessed what happened after she closed her eyes just now, and she gave Agou a slightly complicated expression: "Actually... I didn't..."

"You're going to have nightmares, I understand you," Agou shook his head, then ground his teeth, and spat to the side in disgust, "Bah."

"Have you cracked your teeth?"

"This kind of demon who can't even recognize words chews like a stone, and can't squeeze out a complete sentence from it-it's a pity that this guy also ran out after chasing knowledge." Agou complained about his own words in disgust. The illiterate fellow showed his self-confidence and pride as a cultural dog, and then lowered his head, as if he was seriously perceiving the information he had just "communicated".

After a while, it raised its head in confusion, and looked at Xue Li and Nina: "It's strange... the remaining memory of this deep hound shows... it has never been suppressed by Vision 001..."

Shirley and Nina looked at each other in astonishment.

"But now...it's clearly daytime..."

Xue Li muttered subconsciously, and slowly came to the window, looking out of the window with her head.

The thicker and thicker fog has covered all the streets. The thick fog and high-altitude clouds are like layers of curtains covering the frost. In this thick curtain, the sky is already as dim as dusk. Couldn't even see the facade of the building across the street.

But there is still a light in the sky, which is where the sun is - it is indeed daytime, and it is indeed Vision 001.

"Nina, look," Shirley pointed to the sky, "the sun is right there..."

She stopped suddenly.

Deep in the thick fog and clouds, the bright light trembled a few times quietly, and then spread out to the surroundings like a reflection in the water.

It seemed that it wasn't the sun from the very beginning—it was just a visual afterimage that remained over the city-state when the curtain rose.

Over the frosty sky, the sun disappeared.

...

At the same time, the central area of ​​the city-state was located in the deep underground directly below the boiling gold mine, in the ancient dust-covered second waterway.

The fog in the city did not spread underground, and some abnormalities on the surface would not affect the actions of the exploration team—in the deep and deserted underground world, the church’s guardian troops were intensively and orderly reinforcing their newly established Advance stronghold.

The steam walker like a spider glides through the wide sewer corridor, the high-power searchlight sweeps every dark corner in the corridor, and the multi-barreled cannons are slightly adjusted on the turrets on both sides of the "spider" carapace, always on guard The shadows that may be lurking in those dark forks, the silent monks in dark robes prayed silently in the bunkers at the crossroads, recharging their energy for the follow-up advance, and the elite senior guards guarded the posts and guards at the intersections. They carried lanterns at their waists, and they held canes in one hand and clutched specially modified shotguns or large-bore revolvers in the other.

The Second Waterway has been ruled by darkness for too long—exploring missions in this dim place is not so much about "investigating" something, but rather declaring war on a terrifying kingdom that has gradually distorted and distorted.

The enemy could be anything, the enemy is darkness itself.

There was a strange hissing sound from a fork in the distance, mixed with the sound of crawling and wriggling of some huge limbs. The two steam walkers that were guarding the stronghold at the intersection immediately responded. Four powerful flash bombs shot from the front of the spider body first. Throw it out, and then, the guards on the walker manipulated the revolving cannon to point in the direction of the strange noise and fired a round of fire——Amidst the deafening roar, the darkness swelled violently, as if something was injured and will appear from the darkness.

Twelve silent monks in black robes got up from behind the bunker, and at the same time held up the holy scriptures in their hands, pointing their bandaged arms at the darkness, and shouted in unison.

In the darkness, pale flames burned, and together with the barrage fired by the steam walker, the things bred by the invisible darkness were burned to ashes.

The restless darkness returned to calm, and the fork in the road gradually turned from darkness to darkness, and then to light—the light normally spread to that intersection, illuminating the situation there.

There is nothing there, only large and small craters on the walls.

And the faint, fast-dissipating stench in the air.

Agatha looked back at the fork in the distance.

A fork in the road was recovered, and the guardian forces dispelled another piece of darkness in the underground world—and compared to the entire huge second waterway, this place is just a small corner.

She wasn't here to deal with those "forks in the road."

"Take me to that door."

The gatekeeper turned his head slightly and said to the subordinates beside him.

(Time to push the book. The title of the book is "Sword of the Temple". It is a traditional medieval historical text. The story and the sense of introduction are worth looking forward to. If you are interested, you can go and read it.)