Deep Sea Embers

The team was moving forward in the dark, and the ghostly fire turned into a path, outlining the traces left by going all the way into the cave, and the light of the lantern and spirit fire reflected the way forward, making people barely able to distinguish the surrounding situation.

Along the way, what Duncan and his party saw the most was boiling gold.

High-purity boiling gold constitutes every terrain in this cave. Layers of dense rock formations form a solid spherical shell structure, and a large number of loose ores are scattered at the bottom of the pit, and the quantity is difficult to estimate.

These ores are the foundation of modern industry and the lifeblood of Frost—however, their appearance here only makes the atmosphere more weird.

But Duncan doesn't care about this weird atmosphere - he is a pragmatic person, and the ancient gods are the second, and it is good that the boiling gold can be used, even if these boiling golds are really "products of the Lord Youshen" ", and he doesn't mind using it.

It can even be said that if he is the consul of the city-state, the only thing he will consider at this time is the feasibility of opening a sub-mine in the deep sea and formulating a sustainable mining plan for the deep sea.

However, he did not express his thoughts.

After all, for ordinary people like Agatha, this kind of development concept may be a bit extreme.

Duncan had various thoughts in his mind, but at this moment, a hazy shadow appeared at the end of his vision, which made him stop suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the others also stopped in their tracks. Morris seemed to have seen something, and while raising the lantern to illuminate the surroundings, he said, "There seems to be something ahead."

In the limited light emitted by the lantern and the spiritual fire, a huge shadow loomed indistinctly in the depths of the boundless darkness in the cave. It seemed to be a pillar standing in the distance, or the trunk of a towering tree. The upper part spread out vaguely again, as if some branching structure continued into the darkness.

Even though she couldn't see clearly, Agatha could feel the hugeness of the thing even by the hazy silhouette - just like a huge pillar that could support the entire mountain, and it kept rising from a long distance. Exudes a very oppressive atmosphere.

Fan Na clenched the huge sword in her hand, reminding everyone: "Go forward carefully."

A group of people continued to move forward in the darkness, and as the distance continued to approach, the faint shadow gradually became clearer in everyone's eyes.

A huge "pillar" like a church tower stands in the center of the large hollow, showing a shocking gesture under the light of the lantern!

"The eye of wisdom..."

Morris subconsciously exclaimed, and the lantern in his hand shook. He stared at the pillar with wide eyes, and saw that its pitch-black skin was uneven and rough, like the tentacles of some kind of deep-sea creature that had been magnified countless times. Its lower half is buried deep in the ground, surrounded by a large number of wrinkled and broken rocks, as if this thing has grown from the sea water below the city-state, blatantly penetrating the island's chassis, while its upper half extends all the way to the top of the head In the endless darkness, some small and hazy forks are differentiated in the darkness, like a strange giant tree, which grows meanderingly in this unknown deep darkness, and dies quietly.

Its size is such that it is impossible for the light of the lantern to illuminate the entire pillar-even a small part of its front is difficult, and Morris can see only a part of the roughness where the lantern light falls. The skin, and those larger and more hazy structures, are reflected by the faint green fire spreading around. As for those parts that can't even be illuminated by the green fire... he can only rely on his imagination, and in those extremely vague Difficult to distinguish in the shadows.

This scene, even the always careless Miss Doll was deeply shocked.

Alice raised her head, and then hugged her head with both hands and pulled it down forcefully. With a bang, she pulled her head off. She raised her head and looked up hard, but found that she still couldn't see clearly, so He threw it up again vigorously—after throwing it several times in a row, he finally groped and pushed his head back to his neck, and continued to raise his hair in a daze: "Wow..."

Fan Na turned her head to look at Alice: "...Wow."

"What is this?" Morris focused all his attention on the majestic but terrifying giant column. He couldn't help but take two steps forward, carefully touching the bumpy surface of the latter—cold and rough. A rock-like touch came from the fingertips, "It feels like a rock, but it looks like some kind of..."

"Some kind of huge limb," Duncan said. He raised his head, looked at the upper part of the pillar, and spoke softly after a few seconds. "It seems to be supporting the entire cave."

"So that's the real reason why the cave didn't collapse..." Morris muttered to himself, leaning close to the pillar, carefully observing its surface with the help of the light, "Judging from the texture, this is also a bit like boiling gold ore , but it is not the same as any kind of raw ore mentioned in the book...it seems to be mixed with impurities."

"Boldly guess, maybe this is a part of the Holy Lord Youshen," Duncan said casually, "It extended to the city-state, and was burned to stone here."

The scene fell silent for a moment, and it took several seconds for Fan Na to break the silence with the corners of her mouth twitching: "This sounds a bit scary..."

"Scary, but very likely—the reason why I added 'maybe' just now is just to take care of your emotions," Duncan shook his head, "Don't forget, my flame once spread here, although the situation was chaotic It's too late to perceive it in detail, but I remember... the things here are very resistant to burning."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and reached out his hand to touch the rock-like rough surface of the huge pillar.

On the other side, Agatha also fumbled to the vicinity of the "giant pillar".

Everything in her "vision" is still shaking, being disturbed by some kind of resonance force, this empty cave, in her eyes, presents a strange place full of chaotic ripples, but even in this boundless In the midst of the interference, she also clearly "seeed" the "pillar" in front of her.

A faint attraction was driving her closer.

Agatha stretched out her hand cautiously, stroking the pillar, her fingers moved on the cold surface, as if she was flipping through a book carved out of rock, reading the... memories left in the stone.

A few dents caught her attention.

She groped over the indentations, sketched their outlines in her mind, put her palm in the indentation, and found that each of her fingers fit perfectly.

That is the palm print.

After a moment of astonishment, she stretched out her other hand, and following the unreasonable guidance in her mind, she groped and found another palm print.

In the palm print, there seemed to be a little fine ashes left.

Agatha stopped suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to turn her head to tell Duncan what she had discovered, but in the next second, she found that many complicated lights and shadows suddenly appeared in her dark and chaotic field of vision.

Memories emerged in my heart, thin but real emotions were mixed in those memories, and countless information flooded into my mind—the information seemed to have been sleeping in Agatha's mind from the very beginning, as if it was her personal experience, The moment she touched those two palm prints, she suddenly woke up in her heart!

Exploring in the dark... Encountering the reverberation of Consul Winston... The real situation of the Abyss Project... The preparations of the Consuls of the past... The ancient god power that invaded the city-state, the ancient gods wandering between illusion and reality God thought, and...

This is a fake.

"ah--"

Agatha suddenly let out a soft cry, and then her feet became unsteady, and she almost fell down.

But a hand stretched out from the side and supported her body in time, and Duncan's voice sounded in the darkness: "What's wrong?"

Agatha was in a trance for a moment before she woke up. Then she realized the fragments of information newly added in her mind. She quickly stood up and spoke quickly: "I came into contact with some memories... it was left by 'her'. down!"

"The one left by 'she'?" Duncan frowned, and immediately realized the meaning of the other person's words, "Is it the clone? Her memory remains here?"

"Yes, listen to me, it's very important—she met Consul Winston here and learned the truth about the Abyss Project..."

Agatha spoke very fast, as if she was afraid that she would forget the memory fragments that suddenly flooded into her mind in the next second, and almost kept pouring out what she saw and heard just now, regardless of her surroundings. Does anyone have time to react, from the Consul's last words to the source of the Frost Queen's obsession back then, and the last and strongest idea—the most persistent idea left by "her" before she disappeared.

The key message that "she" wanted to pass on—the "ancient god" who invaded Frost City-State was a fake.

It is a copy of the Youshen Lord.

Everyone fell silent, and no one interrupted Agatha no matter how bizarre and terrifying what she said was.

Morris was the first to break the silence until Agatha finished speaking the last word and the scene was silent for more than ten seconds.

"...history in the fog and the fog in history..."

The old scholar couldn't help sighing.

On the side, Duncan's gaze had already fallen on the huge "pillar".

His eyes were more solemn than ever.