Deep Sea Embers

In the deepest part of Alice's mansion, at the edge of this weird garden, between the lush bushes and the shadows between the undergrowth, there are winding and treacherous tentacles that seem to be covered with thin metal scales. Creeping!

The rustling sound came from another direction again, and from the corner of my eye, I saw another dark-colored tentacle, as if some kind of limb of a mollusk passed through the gap between the bushes, shaking the branches, Rubbing the rough soil, making a soft sound.

The soft rustling sound sounded like a call.

Duncan instantly diffused his perception, carefully watching any disturbance in the garden, and at the same time locked the direction where one of the tentacles had just disappeared, and walked over there.

Behind him and under his feet, the dark green spirit flames began to burn along with his footsteps, leaving behind a faint path of flames, which quietly spread along the cracks in the ground, penetrating into the depths of the garden little by little .

This is "Alice's mansion", which is very likely to be an important part of Alice's "soul". Of course, Duncan would not set fire to this kind of place casually, but now that strange things appear in the depths of the garden, he must do it too. A lot of coping work - if something dangerous invaded the garden, he had to find a way to get rid of the intruder without destroying the main body of the mansion.

With vigilant thoughts in his heart, Duncan has gradually come to a place far away from the "sleeping doll" following the guidance of the rustling sound, and has come to an edge area of ​​the garden of the mansion, passing through several bushes, After passing a few unknown small trees, he noticed that the surrounding light had dimmed, and the light brought by the "graffiti sun" in the sky seemed unable to extend to such a far place - between the shade of the plants, the darkness was like dusk.

And in this dusk-like "sky light", he saw a clump of plants in front of him suddenly shake, and then a tentacle slowly lifted up from there, shaking slightly in front of his eyes.

There was no cover-up, no ostentation, it was as if Duncan was deliberately invited by this wrist touch, and now he showed his face openly.

Duncan looked at this strange and inexplicable "limb" in amazement——

The color of the tentacles is dull, the surface has a fine structure like metal scales, and faint light blue lines can be seen between the rough and complicated protrusions. This kind of lines feels very familiar to him, as if...

Under the frost, in the deep sea, the texture features on the surface of the ancient god touch watch.

The body of the Profound Lord? !

Duncan's heart was aroused for a moment, and he suddenly realized what the source of this familiarity was, and at the moment when he thought of "Sacred Lord of the Deep", the tentacles that were blindly shaking in mid-air also trembled suddenly , as if a distant and huge consciousness was finally connected to this limb——

It bent towards Duncan, accompanied by a strange, low buzzing sound, the end of the tentacles slowly opened, an "eyeball" like an irregular spar shimmering with cold blue light Appears from within, "gazing" into Duncan's eyes.

"Hello, Fire Tamper, I have something to tell you."

A deep and turbid voice that could not distinguish any emotion or gender characteristics suddenly came, as if it sounded directly in the mind.

Duncan was shocked for a moment, frowned and stared at the tentacled wrist in front of him: "Holy Lord of the Deep? King of Creeping? LH-01?"

"Yes, but please listen to me now," the tentacles trembled, and seemed to have begun to bear a load far beyond its threshold, and the voice it conveyed quickly became muffled and distorted, and it sped up its own speech , "I have extremely limited opportunities to communicate with you, and now I only convey the necessary information, whether you can understand it or not, now remember:

"￥ # %￥ # has a design lifespan of only eight thousand years, and now it is overloaded, and we haven't received a signal beyond \u0026*%￥ within the time limit...

"This is the last cycle reset, $*($ # will not regenerate after this cycle.

"Save the fallen ￥ # \u0026** fragments, if everything is irreparable, use them to prolong the life of each node city as much as possible, keep alive, survival is the first order.

"We don't know what you're capable of, but you're waking up at the end of the loop, so it must make sense.

"We firmly believe that you, and we, are not alone.

"The above necessary information has been transmitted - if there is a chance, I hope to meet with you face to face...communication..."

The tremor of the tentacles is rapidly reducing, and the fine scales with a metallic texture have begun to cover a layer of paleness with decay. Duncan can even clearly feel the voice in his head quickly moving away and weakening—even though he does not understand the specific principle and process , but obviously, the ancient god known as the "Sacred Lord of the Deep" exploited a certain loophole, or used some kind of external force to forcibly establish a connection with himself, and now this extremely limited connection is about to be interrupted.

Duncan didn't bother to be curious and ponder over what the other party's information was all about. Under his rational judgment, he chose to write them down quickly and forcibly, and waited until the other party had finished speaking before he had time to turn his head and think about himself. What did you hear just now.

The first thing he noticed were those "noises" - when the ancient god was talking to him, there were some key information, which should be important nouns, which turned into sharp and chaotic sounds in his ears.

It seemed that the "meaning" in those syllables was filtered out by something, or the meaning represented by those syllables exceeded the limit that this communication could carry, so that it couldn't be conveyed to my ears at all.

But now is obviously not the time to ask those "noises" in detail.

The ancient god's whispers were about to fade away, and there was only the last trace of connection between him and himself. Duncan raised his head and saw that the surface of the stylus was covered with cracks, and perhaps he could only hold on for the last few seconds.

He finished thinking in an instant, and seized the last time to ask: "If I want to find you, how should I go to the deep sea?"

Going to the deep sea and communicating with the other party face to face is undoubtedly the easiest and most effective way to solve all doubts.

The arm of the ancient god's tentacles has gradually stiffened, and faded pieces are falling down like dust. The powerful and indescribable will gradually fades from this fragile carrier, but before the connection with the real world is completely severed, He still tried his best to grasp this last point of support, and cast a low whisper in Duncan's mind——

"I have no idea."

Duncan: "...?"

He finally realized how the people around him usually feel when their brains are shut down by his words.

He really didn't expect the Lord Youshen to reply him with such a sentence!

But he was only stunned for a moment, and then he heard the faint and low murmur in his mind——

"Try catching a few Annihilation Cultists..."

"Ah?" Duncan didn't react immediately, "Aren't they your believers?"

However, there was no voice to respond to his question—the whispers from the ancient gods to him were finally completely interrupted, and with a crackling sound, the "tentacles" that carried too much power finally collapsed completely , it turned into dust and debris and fell to the ground, and rose into a curl of green smoke and disappeared.

The rustling sounds around the edge of the mansion's garden also completely stopped at the same time, and the unusual feeling of darkness in the shade also faded away.

Duncan continued to stand quietly in front of the bushes for a while, until a few minutes passed before he shook his head with a frown and woke up from his contemplation.

Everything that happened just now was still like a dream, the ancient god known as the "Sacred Master of the Deep" actually ran directly in front of him, chatted with him about a lot of things and then left quickly, don't worry about this kind of thing. If it is placed in Qingfeng Harbor, even if it is placed in the entire boundless sea, it may explode.

But put it by my side... It doesn't seem to be so explosive?

Duncan turned around, looking back at the lush "mansion garden" not far away under the sunlight, and the silver-haired doll sleeping quietly in the sunny open space in the center of the garden.

Anomaly 099, which was born due to the "replication" ability of the Youshen Lord, is closely connected with Alice's "Alice's Mansion". The inexhaustible connection is even very likely to be the carrier that the ancient god deliberately created to convey information to the outside world.

Therefore, in the deepest part of the garden of the mansion, it seems that it is not unimaginable to see the projection of the power of the Youshen Lord.

Duncan was thinking of something else—

The attitude, or "state", of the Youshen Lord seems to be different from what was expected. He still maintains his rationality, but it seems that he is in an extremely restricted state. His attitude is friendly, not like the world. Only purely destructive tendencies as imagined.

But these "deviations" are meaningless to Duncan. After all, few people in this world have actually come into contact with those so-called "ancient gods". The "Old God" may also take on a different attitude. The kind and harmless good neighbor in his own eyes is more or less indescribable in the eyes of ordinary people. Duncan has adapted to this world for so long. Still a little self-aware.

The most important thing was the "information" that the ancient god told him.

Duncan recalled over and over again those words that seemed to contain a huge amount of information——

Something, the design life is only eight thousand years, and now it has been overloaded.

The "we" in the mouth of Holy Master Youshen seems to have been waiting for a signal from somewhere, but has not received that response so far.

The other side also mentioned a loop reset... what does that mean?

What does it mean that the "fire usurper" himself wakes up at the end of the cycle?

And save the fallen fragments to prolong the life of Node City...

In deep thought, Duncan's expression gradually became dignified.