Deep Sea Embers

In the last line of contact with the paper boat, Lucretia tried her best to control it to fall towards the Lost Home that was flying over the forest.

The Lost Home also noticed the small boat that was swaying in the sky and about to crash. It suddenly accelerated in mid-air. The huge hull was as light as a gust of wind in its spiritual state. It arrived at Lucretia almost in the blink of an eye. Below Ya and others.

The torn paper boat was like an out-of-control cloud. After several thrilling adjustments to its direction, it finally crashed crookedly onto the deck of the Lost Home.

Shirley and Agou almost fell out of the paper boat. They rolled several times on the deck before they finally stabilized. Then, a tall figure appeared in front of them - Duncan bent down, He stretched out his hand to pull up Shirley, who was dazed after falling, and then grabbed Nina, who was also rolling over.

Shirley seemed to be still a little confused. After she stood up and shook her head vigorously, her eyes finally regained focus. She saw the surrounding situation clearly, and then she felt completely at ease: "TMD finally survived... I thought I was dead this time. Already..."

"Uncle Duncan!" Nina cheered happily and jumped directly on Duncan.

Duncan smiled and patted Nina's hair, hugged her gently, and looked up not far away.

Maurice stood steadily on the deck, holding a cane in one hand and holding a delicate mechanical device like a gyroscope in the other hand. He was looking here with a smile, while Lucretia looked lightly. The ground fell from a nearby mast - just when the paper boat was about to hit the deck, she flew out of the paper boat one step ahead.

Then he was hung on the mast just now.

"It seems that you are all in good condition," Duncan smiled and nodded to them, "but to be honest, flying into the burning sky on a paper origami boat is indeed a bit risky."

Lucretia, who was walking towards this side, suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment on her face: "...There is indeed room for improvement in this spell."

Nina immediately tugged on Duncan's arm and raised her finger to point to the light curtain above that seemed to separate the two worlds: "Uncle, look up there -"

Duncan nodded slightly: "I've seen it."

A brilliant curtain of light, as if cast by sunlight, is covering the sky between the two worlds, like a low-hanging "shell" covering the continent filled with yellow sand.

The height of the Lost Home is gradually increasing, and now it has reached the limit above the forest. The brilliant sunlight barrier is almost grazing the top of the tallest mast of the Lost Home, and a layer of faint ripples ripples from the top of the mast to all directions. It looks gentle and harmless.

"Fanna may be trapped over there," Morris walked over and said solemnly, "This barrier is the power of the 'Creep Sun Disk', and the builder of the barrier is the one who mentioned it to Vanna. The 'sun' came, we just hit this barrier..."

Duncan nodded: "I know - this barrier wants to keep me out."

"Then what should we do now?" Nina raised her head curiously, "Can we just smash it in?"

Duncan glanced at her helplessly: "You have been led astray by Shirley - girls should not always have their heads smashed, and should not always think of such crude methods."

As he spoke, he looked up at the magnificent "sunlight curtain" floating over the Lost Home.

The next second, a slight creaking sound came from the depths of the Lost Home. Immediately afterwards, the ghost ship burning with blazing spiritual fire suddenly raised its height, and then rushed directly towards the undulating layer of burning light. sea.

A gravity flip occurred - at the moment the flip occurred, the Lost Home rolled violently in the light curtain to cope with the changing direction of gravity after crossing the critical point between the two worlds.

When Shirley got up from the deck in a daze again, she found that the Lost Home was already sailing on the hot and undulating surface of the light curtain. Under the light curtain, there was a vague desert land, and that familiar land The forest and Silendis, which had almost turned into wreckage, were hanging upside down above her head.

The "Sunshine Curtain" that separated the two worlds reacted almost immediately. Just like when the paper boat approached it not long ago, the hot sunlight turned into raging flames in the blink of an eye, and began to surge towards the front in waves. An uninvited guest sailing on the surface of the light curtain - a mountain of flames, rushing in, roaring and boiling!

However, every ray of light approaching the Lost Home was dyed with a layer of faint green almost in the blink of an eye, turning into gentle spiritual fire, surrounding the Lost Home.

The next second, these green flames began to spread on the barrier, just like pollution gradually spreading, covering an increasingly larger area and spreading faster and faster.

This seemingly glorious and magnificent barrier is being ablated and melted through at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Nina opened her eyes wide and watched as the golden light curtain outside the ship's side turned into a spreading sea of ​​green fire almost in the blink of an eye. She couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation: "Oh oh——"

Duncan did not speak. He still just stared at the "dividing line" between the two worlds quietly, and his face gradually showed a thoughtful look.

He was still recalling what he had observed at the moment when gravity reversed.

The direction of gravity changes instantly - there is no "equilibrium point" where gravity is zero between the two worlds, and I don't feel the "gradual process" of gravity gradually weakening and changing direction as I approach this dividing line. ".

This further illustrates that the "collision" of the two worlds is not a purely physical process, nor is the two celestial bodies in contact at the physical level - they are so close at this moment, but the gravity of the two earths is still clearly different from each other. Being independent is like...

Not generally compatible.

While presenting this "incompatible" state, a strange "erosion" phenomenon also occurred in the two worlds of forest and desert. Everything was distorted, and indescribable things grew from the shadows. Xilan Tis began to collapse and spontaneously combust even before the upside-down desert approached, which gave people the feeling...

It's like "spiritual pollution" on a world level.

Two worlds that are completely incomprehensible to each other, established with each other, and compatible with each other, are simultaneously distorted in the process of getting closer.

Duncan raised his head and looked at Selendis, which was hanging upside down in the sky and was completely collapsing in the flames. The World Tree had changed beyond recognition, and in her collapse, the elves' home world was gradually showing that it was completely eroded by darkness. A state of disintegration in chaos.

The unique racial characteristics of the elves have created this strange dimension called the "Dream of the Nameless One". Here, Silantis is trapped in an eternal nightmare. This scene before him is the deepest part of the nightmare.

This moment is before the start of the Deep Sea Age, and the Great Annihilation is taking place.

The essence of the Great Annihilation...is the collision of two worlds.

Duncan frowned suddenly.

Two worlds? Are there really only two worlds?

He suddenly remembered the "warrior" who turned into living metal, the world of swords and magic that disintegrated in the dusk, the "moon" in his hometown, and the endless fog outside his apartment. There are conflicting historical records that remain in various city-states today, countless bizarre legends recorded in books from the Dark Ages, ancient civilizations that cannot be verified, and unexplained histories that do not belong to any known civilization. Relics, and the... strong pollution carried by those relics.

The very existence of certain historical relics seems to be "poisonous" to the world. Just putting them there will distort and pollute everything around them.

And there are some things that are not even allowed to appear in reality. There is no way to contain or make them harmless. Destroying them immediately is the only safe method of disposal. They are feared by the world as... "blasphemous prototypes".

Duncan stood quietly on the deck of the Lost Home, in the slit between two worlds that were destroying each other. Before the doomsday of all things, he finally understood the truth of the Great Annihilation.

Lucretia suddenly felt something.

It was as if there was an invisible wind blowing on the deck, and a suffocating heavy pressure was forming around me.

She hurriedly looked towards the direction from which the heavy pressure came.

A bright starlight was standing quietly not far away from her, and the starlight outlined a hazy human shape - this starlight seemed to be standing in front of her, but it also seemed to be standing infinitely far away at the same time, and it did not look like it. It is very tall, but it also gives people a strange feeling of being endlessly huge and whose boundaries can never be accurately seen.

Lucretia remembered that she had seen this starlight before, when she reunited with her father for the first time not long ago. At a dangerous moment, in a sudden glimpse, she had seen her father. A little bit of "truth" behind this body.

But this time things were different.

All optical laws and visual perception seemed to have failed in front of that starlight. Lucretia was shocked to find that her vision was distorted in the starlight, and all kinds of "logic" that she could not understand were brewing in the starlight. She tried to He looked away, only to realize that he couldn't do it at all——

Her gaze seemed to have become part of the starlight.

However, the next second, just when she thought her reason was going to be completely swallowed up and assimilated by the starlight giant, all the starlight faded.

A generous palm blocked her eyes.

Lucretia was stunned for a moment before she realized that this was her father's palm.

She grabbed the hand in a daze, carefully pushed it away, and looked at the location where the bright starlight was just now.

Starlight had collapsed back into Duncan's form.

"Don't be afraid," she heard her father say to her gently, "I'm still here."

"What just happened?" Lucretia blinked. She finally felt at ease after hearing Duncan's voice. However, the "burn marks" left by the bright starlight just now seemed to be deeply imprinted on her. In her mind, "Just now you..."

"It's nothing," Duncan said softly, "I just suddenly understood something."