Deep Sea Embers

It seemed that it was not until Lucretia reminded him that Taran El suddenly realized the violation in the environment. He turned his head and looked out the window in shock. When he saw the lush tree that blocked most of the window, The big tree in the sun was stunned for a long time, then his expression changed and he quickly walked towards the window.

He stood at the window and looked out, looking at the big tree, with a look of confusion on his face. It seemed that he was still not sure whether there was something wrong with his memory or the reality in front of him. After a while, he finally came to his senses. He immediately shook his head: "No, there is no such tree."

The scholar said, raising his hand and pointing to the roof opposite the big tree: "Do you remember that time when the sun went out? I jumped out of this window and jumped to the roof opposite - there was definitely no shelter from this tree at that time. .”

Lucretia also came to the window and looked under the big tree - she saw that it was rooted in the corner of the courtyard, and its position was particularly abrupt. However, part of its roots came out of the soil, and were connected with the nearby steps. , the ground merge together, as if they have been rooted here for a long time.

She turned around and saw the solemn expression on Taran El's face.

"The Dream of the Nameless One is still growing, madam," the great scholar broke the silence, his tone serious and low, "Some parts of it... can already spread into the real world during the day."

"It's not just spreading, Master," Lucretia reminded you, "If I hadn't warned you, you wouldn't have noticed anything unusual about this tree even now - and even I, after so long It was only later that I realized something was wrong. Remember? When I walked into this room, it was already there outside the window."

Taran El did not speak, but looked out the window with a solemn expression, looking at the nameless tree that had taken root in the real world, looking at the streets and rooftops in the distance, and looking at the entire city-state within sight.

"It is difficult for people to notice the weird and bizarre aspects of the dream itself in a dream... The subconscious mind will rationalize all the weird things in the dream to prevent us from being scared to death by our own dreams." After being silent for an unknown period of time, the great scholar finally said Turning his head, "The boundary between reality and dream is blurred, madam, maybe not long after, the entire Qingfeng Port will not wake up again. No one knows whether the city-state can still exist at that time, or in what form it will exist... We must stop the Dream of the Unknown from growing further."

"Bring your information and a clear mind, sort out your thoughts, and go to Archon Sarah Mel. He needs help now," Lucretia said. "It's best to go see Ted. The truth keeper is probably very worried."

"I'll leave now," Taran El said immediately, but then he couldn't help but glance at Lucretia, "...What about you?"

This "witch" is not from Breezeport, but she is obviously meddling in this matter now. Based on Taran El's understanding of Lucretia, she will definitely not stand idly by at the critical moment.

"I have no less things to do than you," Lucretia waved her hand, and the edges of her figure began to blur. "The dream of the Nameless One will definitely appear again, and I have to prepare for tonight - and, my Our eyes are not just on Qingfeng Port."

After the words fell, before Taran El could react, the figure of the witch lady suddenly turned into flying pieces of colored paper, flying out of the room in a sudden whirlwind.

In the port area, on the upper deck of the Brilliant Star docked on the shore, flying colored pieces of paper rotated into the cabin and re-condensed into the figure of the witch in the sea.

A tin sailor, who was made of scrap iron pieces, bolts and water pipes, immediately stepped forward. With creaky steps, he bowed to the captain and said, "Mistress, Mr. Tirian is looking for you. The call came in an hour ago. "

"I know, I feel it," Lucretia said quickly, "Go find a few helpers, move all the camera and video equipment in the warehouse to the deck, aim at the pier of Qingfeng Port, and set the timer. After nine o'clock tonight, record the changes in Qingfeng Harbor, go ahead."

The Tin Sailor immediately bent down and said, "Yes, Mistress."

The rusty sailor left, and the creaking footsteps gradually faded away. Lucretia glanced at his back with a frown, and whispered: "It's time to oil..."

Then she shook her head, walked to the crystal ball, and lit up the crystal with her wave of hands.

After a moment of patient waiting, Tirian's figure appeared in the crystal ball.

"It seems that you are also very busy over there," Tirian said immediately as soon as they met, "Is the situation in Qingfeng Port still deteriorating?"

"Today I saw a tree outside Taran El's laboratory, a tree that 'grew' from a dream into the real world," Lucretia said calmly, "This city is gradually falling. Entering the dream of the nameless person, or the dream of the nameless person is slowly 'rising' from the real world - no matter what, the problem here is indeed getting serious. But let's talk about your side first, the news came so early in the morning , it seems that what I was worried about has happened."

"Three cases of 'sleeping sickness' have been reported in the elven settlement near Cemetery No. 2," Tirian did not sell out. "The three elves were drowsy, but other than that, no other diseases were found. The situation is similar to yours." The comatose case that appeared in the city-state of Puland mentioned earlier is very similar, but the difference is that this time the psychiatrist’s hypnosis and dream intervention methods were ineffective.”

"Hypnosis and dream intervention methods are ineffective..."

"Yes, according to the situation reported by the psychiatrist, the situation of the three elves is very similar to the 'dreamless' - you should know about this special 'birth defect' among the elves," Tirian nodded, "The psychiatrist The entrance to the dreams of the three 'patients' could not be found at all. Their spirits seemed to have fallen into endless nothingness and had disappeared into the real world... If all awakening methods are ineffective, they can only rely on infusion of nutritional fluids to sustain them first. Check their vital signs."

Lucretia's brows gradually furrowed and she did not speak in deep thought.

Tirian's voice continued: "I am not worried about the current situation. The three unconscious patients will not put any pressure on the city-state, but I am worried that the situation will continue to develop - Frost is located on the northern border, and the elves I have always liked borders. There are now thousands of registered elves in this city-state, and they are distributed in various urban areas. If this kind of 'lethargy' spreads quickly, the order that Hanshuang has finally stabilized may face another impact. ”

"I know, but you'd better be mentally prepared," Lucretia finally said, "Dad is trying to find the source of the Dream of the Nameless One, but it will take time - judging from the situation you mentioned. , the scope of influence of this dream is not even limited to Qingfeng Port, but directly affects the race of 'elves'... There are clues that point to the original belief of elves, involving gods, you should know how troublesome this is."

The corner of Tirian's mouth trembled obviously, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke cautiously: "If, I mean if, in the worst case scenario, you might really have to fight against an out-of-control ancient god, no? The Son of the Sun is not a replica in the deep sea, but a god trapped in the memory of the race... Do you think your father..."

Lucretia knew what her brother wanted to say.

The siblings hadn't worried about their father for many years - or rather, they had worried before, but in a completely different direction.

They are not used to discussing this matter now.

After a few seconds, Lucretia finally exhaled softly: "I will shout for him, and then stand far away and watch."

Tirian: "..."

"Otherwise?" Lucretia glanced at her brother in the crystal ball, "Like you, rushing up and being beaten by dad? How many poisonous mushrooms would I have to eat before I would intervene in a battle of that level? ?”

Tirian's expression was very subtle: "...I know, but can you stop mentioning that I was beaten by my father..."

"Then you see the erotic dance was discovered by dad."

"...Let's change the topic."

Lucretia ended the communication casually.

The sea witch has a cheerful expression on her face.

My brother seems to be quite energetic, which is good.

She sat in front of the crystal ball for a while, sorting out her thoughts, then raised her hand and tapped the surface of the crystal ball again.

"Rabbi, I know you're listening."

A faint light floated in the depths of the crystal ball. After a moment, the rabbi's high-pitched voice, like a little girl's, came from the crystal ball: "Mistress~shh~ the rabbi is acting in secret..."

"It seems that you have found the place where they are hiding," Lucretia said lightly, "Can you determine which city-state it is?"

"It doesn't seem to be a city-state." The dim light in the crystal ball slowly changed in brightness and darkness, and the rabbi's voice sounded quite proud. "I looked through their memories and it seemed like this was a ship..."

"a ship?"

"Well, these cultists built a boat," the rabbi said triumphantly, deliberately lengthening his tone and using a rather annoying and angry rhythm, "Everywhere here is bloody. Taste~~!”

Lucretia was startled for a moment. She didn't pay attention to the rabbi's deliberately annoying tone, but an expression of unexpected joy gradually appeared on her face——

The rabbi found a maritime stronghold of the cultists? !

…

The waves hit the hull outside the cabin, the pressure relief valve of the steam pipe hissed in the partition of the cabin, and a disturbing sound came from the direction of the mechanical cabin - the thin man sat up from the bed. , his depressed mood made his already gloomy face even more gloomy.

He sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, then picked up the wine glass next to him and drank the contents in one gulp.

Last night's operation did not go smoothly. The original careful arrangement was interrupted by a sudden unexpected situation. The girl who acted with the Dark Hound unexpectedly burst out with terrifying and strange power from her body, instantly destroying the remnants of the sun - this was completely beyond the realm of possibility. Everyone's guess.

And the sense of terror and oppression caused by those wildly spreading flames still lingers in the hearts of every church compatriot who was near the scene at that time.

The sinister man sighed, put down his wine glass, and stood up from the bed.

Resting in the room all morning can't relieve the pressure. Perhaps, you should go and see how other people are doing.

He shook his head, stood beside the bed and sobered up, then turned and walked towards the door.

But at this moment, he saw something out of the corner of his eye, and his steps subconsciously stopped.

He bent down and looked at the white soft thing at the end of the bed——

"cotton?"