Deep Sea Embers

Noticing the seriousness in Duncan's words, Fanna subconsciously produced many associations and guesses in her mind—but in the next second, she forcibly controlled her thoughts, and solemnly settled the matter with Morris nod.

Controlling one's curiosity is the basic rule for surviving in this world.

Confirming that Morris and Vanna are aware of the seriousness of this matter, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded to Alice beside him: "Clean up this pile of things on the table—don't pour them into the sea, burn them directly. Lose."

"good!"

Watching Alice quickly clean up the mess on the table, Duncan sat back on the chair, but his mind was still recalling the scenes he saw in that eerie dark space before, thinking about those "conversations". disclosed information.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to establish contact with that dark space again.

Manuscripts cannot bear the impact of "truth"...so where is the original of this "book of blasphemy"? If we get the original, will we be able to establish a stable connection with that weird dark space? Or... Are there other extraordinary items that can achieve similar effects?

Duncan recalled his previous experience of falling asleep on the Lost Home, but then strayed into another Lost Home in the subspace—behind the captain’s cabin door of the other Lost Home was the weird dark space .

So he boldly guessed: "Dark space" itself should be a "place" that actually exists in the subspace, and establishing contact with it requires certain media and skills. The "manuscript" brought by Morris helped him establish This kind of connection, but... it doesn't have to be the only "medium" available, if a way can be found to go to "another Lost Home" again, maybe it will be fine.

The method...subspace?

Duncan frowned, and immediately restrained his thoughts of diverging in this direction.

Because it is not sure whether this idea is his own or whether it was "released" to him by the subspace.

But one thing is clear.

He needs more "samples"—whether it's the golden mask of the Sun Cultists, the copy of the Blasphemy Book of the Oblivion Cultists, or something in the hands of the Final Missionary, it will help him understand this the truth of the world.

Thinking of this, Duncan immediately raised his head and looked at Morris and Vanna who were opposite him: "Do you know where I can get more similar items? I mean something like this 'Book of Blasphemy' that cultists use objects for great ceremonies and missions."

"You want more?" Morris was taken aback, then thought about it seriously, and shook his head, "This... I'm afraid it will be difficult. Although the Orthodox Church and the city-state authorities often seize some cult items, usually , these items will be destroyed after conducting the necessary identification and research, no matter how high their uniqueness and item value are.”

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Destroy directly? No samples?"

"No samples, only information," Fan Na answered him. In related fields, this lady judge is obviously more professional than Morris. Some descriptive texts that have been 'translated' and 'safely modified' will also be kept in special archives, and even only in the memory of certain 'keepers'."

Speaking of which, she paused, and further explained: "Because the truly powerful cult items are basically equally dangerous and polluting, and they are directly directed at heretical gods, this danger and polluting will follow with time. As time goes by and gradually strengthen, we often cannot predict how much harm they can cause, so the safest way is not to keep samples. And..."

"And people's hearts are unpredictable, not to mention that no matter how strong the guards are, there are times when their weaknesses are exposed." Morris took the initiative to take over the conversation when he saw Fanna hesitated. Changes, sometimes they don’t even know that they have fallen——In 1666, a saint in the city-state of Moco had a hallucination and talked with a forbidden book he guarded, which led to the activation of the book, and finally caused dozens of people After the tragic death, the city-states no longer keep samples of the confiscated heresy items.”

Fan Na sighed: "In a certain sense, heretical items are more dangerous than 'abnormalities'—because no matter how high-ranked abnormalities are, as long as you master the law of sealing, you can control or even use them, while heretical items... …sometimes they don’t even know what’s going to come out of there.”

"Okay," Duncan rubbed his forehead, "it seems that we can't expect to get samples from the city-state... we still have to find wild cultists to kill them on the spot."

Hearing what the captain said, the corners of Fan Na's lips twitched subconsciously, and then hesitated: "If...you are really interested, I can find a way to borrow some materials from the cathedral, although the corresponding items have been destroyed, but There are still safe research materials.”

"...If you can, help me find some information." Duncan nodded and said.

However, he felt that these materials should not be of much help to him—because what he wanted was not materials, but what he wanted was to find a suitable "medium" from those heretical items.

The book of blasphemy just now proved one point: the same supernatural object may have different "postures" in his eyes and in the eyes of ordinary people. The knowledge recorded by the scholars of the Orthodox Church is to him Most of the words are useless.

But no matter what, there is no harm in adding some knowledge in the extraordinary field.

At this moment, a loud voice from outside the captain's room suddenly interrupted the communication between Duncan and Fanna.

It sounded like Shirley and Agou were chattering together.

Duncan frowned: "Open the door."

Alice immediately ran over to open the door of the captain's cabin, and then saw Shirley and Agou who happened to run to the door: "Hey, don't make a scene on the boat..."

"Hey, I know I know, but there's something important!" Shirley yelled at the door, her petite body squeezed in from beside Alice, "Captain, captain! The dog is bewitched! It said it saw it. Evil stuff!"

"Agou...was he bewitched?" Duncan's face twitched suddenly, and he looked at the Youshen Hound being dragged in by Shirley suspiciously, "It's a Youshen demon, how can it still be bewitched?"

Morris and Fan Na next to him also had expressions of "what kind of evil thing are you?", but Agou Gulu who was dragged in suddenly got up, looking really nervous and terrified: "Really, I I've seen that thing twice in a row! When I was reading a book, it suddenly popped up in my mind, staring at me directly at the conscious level..."

"While reading?" Duncan frowned upon hearing this, "What's the fuss, isn't it often like this on the ship?

"It's not my fellow villagers!" Agou suddenly shook his huge dog head, looking a little anxious, "It's not the shadow of the spirit world or any other evil spirits, it's something I've never seen before ——That thing appeared directly in my 'consciousness', like a bunch of weird-looking lights, with a big one in the middle, glowing red, and a small one around it, just like the starry sky between the spirit world and the deep 'The same, the light of the stars surrounds the red light source in the middle..."

As soon as Ah Gou was talking halfway, Morris next to him suddenly took two steps forward: "What did you say? What did you see?!"

This is the first time Ah Gou saw this kind of reaction from this elegant and steady old scholar. He was taken aback and shrank his neck subconsciously: "Uh... a big red luminous body, surrounded by a bunch of flickering light spot……"

Morris listened dumbfounded, and confirmed the details with Agou several times before finally raising his head.

The old scholar's face was full of astonishment and confusion, as if a hole had been hammered into the worldview he had built up half his life, and he was speechless for a while.

Fan Na on the side had already reacted, the muscles on her face trembled twice, and she turned to Morris hesitantly: "That sounds...why does it look like..."

"The gaze of the God of Wisdom, Raheem..." Morris muttered to himself, and looked down at Agou again, as if looking at a rare antique just unearthed from the ground, "You have received the attention of the God of Wisdom." watching?"

The captain's room suddenly fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Ah Gou raised his head blankly: "...What did you say?"

Duncan didn't care about Agou's reaction, but frowned and looked at Morris: "Are you sure?"

"Unless Dog is lying, there is no other explanation," Morris said immediately, "It describes the image formed in the mind of the 'Blessed One' when the God of Wisdom descends and gazes down. I have also seen it ——every believer who follows Raheem will be familiar with this."

Duncan fell silent.

After a long time, he finally looked at the secluded demon lying on the floor covered in circles.

"What did you do when you saw that scene?"

"When brushing the questions," Agou said honestly, "one time for geometry and one time for algebra."

Duncan: "..."

He didn't say anything, just continued to look at Agou quietly, looking at that ugly and huge...dog head.