Deep Sea Embers

The dark green fire rose up in the captain's cabin, and the skeleton bird wrapped in spiritual fire flew out of the fire, and the swirling flames formed a door like a vortex behind it. After the door opened, Fanna, Alice and Morris Stepped into the cabin from it.

As soon as the dizziness caused by the replacement of light and shadow subsided, they turned to the nautical table not far away, and bowed to Duncan who was sitting behind the table studying the chart: "Captain."

"Look for a place to sit down and rest for a while. After teleportation, it is easy to fall when walking around," Duncan said without raising his head, and then confirmed a few points on the chart, then heaved a sigh of relief, straightened up and looked at Morris, "Did you bring the book?"

"Yes," Morris nodded quickly, and then took out the "Book of Blasphemy" with a dark cover and no title from his arms, got up and handed it to Duncan, "here."

Duncan stretched out his hand to pick up the book, and Fan Na couldn't help but said, "Now I'm back on the boat with Morris and Alice, and only your avatar is left on the city-state...is that okay?"

"There will be no more major troubles in the city, and Tirian will become Frost's new consul. With him and Agatha maintaining order in the city-state, there is nothing to worry about," Duncan said with a smile, "For you , the things in Frost City have been done, and if there is a follow-up, my avatar can handle it."

While talking, Duncan sat back behind the nautical table while holding the heavy black book. He placed it next to the chart, and the expression on his face became serious.

This is the "Book of Blasphemy" obtained by Morris and Vanna from the little leader of the Annihilation Cultists. It records the content about the Youshen Lord, and it seems to refer to some events before the creation of the gods and the time of the Great Annihilation. secret.

Just from the outside, apart from the dark cover and no title, there is nothing special about this book, and there is no extraordinary aura exuding from it.

Fanna, Morris, and Alice have already approached curiously, and except for the heartless Alice, the other two keep a certain safe distance, not daring to cast their eyes directly on the book .

The goat's head wood carving on the edge of the nautical table also creaked and turned its neck, turning its head curiously to the big book in front of Duncan. After reading it for a long time, it finally couldn't help but say: "What is this? A book? It's worth it. Are you so serious?"

"Theoretically, it is the missionary manuscript of the Annihilation Cultists," Duncan said casually, "It seems to record something related to the creation of the gods. Although it is the crazy theory of the cultists, part of the content...let me Very concerned."

"The record of the creation of the gods?" Goat's head was stunned for a moment, and then his tone changed subtly, "The 'Deep Lord Creation' of those lunatics? With all due respect, their theory does not seem to me Any reference - if you can fabricate a set of world birth history without strict evidence and reasoning, then any drunk playwright can explain the foundation of our world, and there is even an absurd play that claims This world of ours was made out of a pot of chowder..."

"But Morris was mentally polluted while reading this book, and even attracted the attention of the four gods," Duncan raised his eyelids unhurriedly, "You should know what this means."

There was a "quack" sound under the goat's head's neck, and he didn't speak for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, it choked out a sentence: "The closer you are to the truth, the farther you are from reason..."

"Yes, the first rule of anomalies and visions—the closer to the truth, the farther away from reason," Morris nodded solemnly, "the more likely to cause serious mental pollution, the more serious the inside will be." It is possible to record the true posture of the world, so at some point, scholars even judge the credibility of the content of scrolls based on the degree of mental damage they have read after reading certain scrolls."

The goat's head shook his head on the spot, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but said: "But huge distortion and pure supernatural power can also cause spiritual pollution. In this case, the facts will point in the opposite direction-the more rational The more damaged, the more deceived."

Speaking of this, it paused, and added: "I'm serious, Morris and your industry have a lot of unlucky people who died here, and the group of people who didn't die mistakenly thought I know the truth, and now most of them are listed in the heretic arrest warrants of the major churches—of course, you are on this ship now, and if you want to be serious, it is actually in the arrest warrants..."

This goat's head has a strange style of painting, but after getting along for so long, it is obvious that it still has some sincerity towards the members of the ship. Its words are not pleasant, but the concern in it is not fake.

Of course Morris also knew this, so he didn't mind, but sincerely said to the goat head: "Thank you for your concern, you are right, this world is very good at fooling mortals, and curiosity often leads us in the opposite direction— —So, now the captain is needed to take final control."

"The captain is here..." Goat's head was startled, and then he noticed that Duncan's hand was already on the cover of the big black book, and he seemed to be about to open it, "Ah? Are you sure you want to read it?"

"Otherwise?" Duncan raised his head, "I asked Morris to bring this thing on board to serve as a base for you?"

The goat's head was stunned, shaking its head from side to side slightly: "Actually, it's not impossible..."

Duncan didn't care about this guy's obvious act of playing tricks. He was already prepared, and finally took a deep breath to let his spirit gradually concentrate.

A faint green flame rose from the body, turning the body into a spirit form in an instant. After confirming that he had completed the transformation, Duncan opened the first page of the big black book.

At first glance, he saw that there was no writing on the page.

With a second glance, he saw boundless darkness suddenly gathering from all directions.

In an instant, the light and shadow changed, and there was no time to react—just like when he used the spiritual compass for the first time, Duncan's consciousness suddenly "falled" into a boundless darkness.

He raised his head in astonishment, and saw that all the familiar objects in the captain's cabin had disappeared, including Goat's Head, Morris and others, and he didn't even know the big black book he was reading a second ago. where.

He stood in the dark, frowning and thinking for a few seconds.

The situation wasn't right—it wasn't the same process as Morris described.

After opening this book by myself, a completely different change happened when Morris opened the book!

And at this moment, something suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.

Zhou Ming looked subconsciously, and saw the tiny white light and shadow floating in the mid-air not far from him. He focused on distinguishing it again, and finally found...it was words.

The text becomes clear——

"After he opened the book, a completely different change took place than when Morris opened the book."

Zhou Ming was stunned suddenly.

He stood there motionless, quietly watching the line of words floating in mid-air, for a moment he even forgot to breathe and think.

After some time, he suddenly remembered something.

He remembered, he had seen similar places, he had visited the same darkness as here, and saw words in the darkness - it was in the warp...

"It was in the subspace, sailing on the dilapidated Lost Home in the subspace, pushing open the door leading to the captain's cabin, there was a dark place, words emerged in the darkness, depicting..."

Pale words quickly appeared in mid-air, but soon faded away.

Zhou Ming stopped suddenly—he was controlling himself, trying not to think wildly, which was very difficult, but after filling his mind with a lot of messy numbers, words and meaningless scenery memories, the things that appeared in front of his eyes The text in the dark literally disappears.

Afterwards, he worked hard again, restraining his thoughts while calming his pounding heart.

what is happening? What is this darkness? What are these words emerging from the darkness?

They seem to describe "myself"... Are they really describing "myself"? What does this "description" mean?

Is this some kind of mind-reading process? Or some kind of "reflection" phenomenon at the soul level? The last time I saw a similar dark space was on the Dilapidated Lost Home in the subspace, but this time it was after opening that book—why does that book have such a "power"?

Various thoughts could not help appearing in his mind, and almost at the same time, new words appeared in the darkness.

But this time, the text is not describing "himself", but a few words without beginning and end——

"Realization... transformation into reality... real..."

Zhou Ming frowned, subconsciously approached the new line of text, and stretched out his fingers to try to touch it.

His fingers passed through the phantoms, and there were only slight ripples in the darkness.

And in the shaking of the ripples, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be other words hidden behind those words!

He only hesitated for a second, then stretched out his hand, and continued to fiddle with those writings that were like reflections in the water, making the ripples expand, making the overlapping words reveal their true faces, and making other information hidden deep in the darkness emerge. In my own vision——

Suddenly, he saw a few intermittent lines of text emerging from the darkness, they were shaking, extending and moving downwards.

"The source of the letter-Queen Leviathan-the situation...is not optimistic, the critical state is accelerating..."

"The source of the letter - the Lord of Fire - is there a new record?"

"The source of the message - Bartok - bad news... The feedback from the nodes is vague... It is suspected that the cluster controller has begun to replicate itself... or has completely lost control..."

"...The source - LH02 - has relevant information."

"……specific?"

"...LH-02—I observed an individual with the characteristics of a cluster controller approaching, suspected of having a mental mutation, and suspected of being able to communicate with me."

"The source of the letter - Queen Leviathan - amazing information! Follow-up?"

"Source - LH-02 - No follow-up."

"The source of the letter - Bartok -?"

"The source of the letter - LH-02 - the suspicious individual sent a dog head and left."