Deep Sea Embers

A sharp sword flashed, and a "horror demon" that looked like a lump of flesh that expanded and shrank, and kept making strange whispers and murmurs, was cut in half, and quickly turned into rising smoke and still slowly squirming. residue.

However, more ominous auras are still gathering in the cave, and whispers and overlapping roars that are enough to pollute the minds of ordinary people are still coming from the depths of the dark door——

More and more deep demons are aware of this rift leading to the real world, and are constantly invading through the gate - and their invasion is triggering a chain reaction on the entire Holy Land Island and beginning to change the "environment" of the island.

Lucretia shook off the black residue on the scythe, raised her head and looked solemnly at the "black door" that was constantly undulating and squirming, and said in a deep voice: "...I feel that the 'atmosphere' of the island is changing. Change occurs.”

"Vanna just sent news that a shadowy demon is appearing in the valley," Morris held up a brass mechanical device with a complex structure and many complex sacred runes engraved on the surface in his hand, while alerting to the movement in the black door. He quickly said, "They are emerging in the fog, and some have begun to appear entities."

Lucretia frowned: "We have obviously eliminated all the demons that emerged from the Black Gate... Is there another 'entrance' to the island?"

"It's a deep 'breath'," Morris shook his head. "This island is located on the border. It has not existed stably in the real dimension from the beginning, and now, this black door is gradually pulling the entire Holy Land Island away. Entering the other side, the breath leaking from the gate is changing the 'depth' of the entire area...the deeper the place, the more profound demons will grow out of thin air."

Lucretia's face was as dark as water. She turned her head and glanced at the pile of green flames still burning quietly in front of the black door. She calmly raised the scythe in her hand: "It's not a big problem. There is a fleet and a large group of people outside. A professional church warrior, it is not difficult to deal with this demon - just watch from the sidelines, and I will deal with what comes out of the door. Father should be back soon."

Morris was noncommittal, and in the corner of his eye, new outlines were gradually emerging on the surface of the wriggling black door.

More demons are entering the real world - at first, there were a few weird guys with missing arms and legs running out of this door. They were easy to deal with, but after that, everything that came out of the door was... A "sound and profound devil" that fits Morris's cognition.

Brutal, powerful, and with uncontrollable rage, whoever runs into the city-state means a terrible killing.

What's worse is that these chaotic and unintelligent demons are immune to almost all spell effects based on "wisdom" and "knowledge".

But that's not a big deal.

Morris casually pressed the "mechanical device" in his hand on his shoulder, and the delicate mechanism that seemed to be made of brass instantly seeped into his body like a phantom. Then, various sounds of gear rotation, piston operation, and air valve ventilation began. came from within him.

Along with the whispered blessings to Rahm, the God of Wisdom, the old scholar's rickety body seemed to be briefly injected with the vitality of steel and engine oil - his back slowly straightened, and the click of the steel parts being reset came from his spine. With the sound, a layer of metallic texture gradually spread and covered his skin, glowing with the unique brilliance of brass. His eyeballs melted, and two exquisitely cut rubies rolled out of the brain of the differential engine and were pushed to the eye sockets by the mechanical arm. inside.

Morris moved his arms, and the hissing sound of steam releasing pressure and a slight white mist emerged from the joints. He raised his head and glanced at the figure that was squeezing out of the black door - a terrifying figure covered with ferocious bone spurs. A giant floating skull of a man - striding forward.

He crossed Lucretia and punched the terrifying skull demon. Accompanied by the roar of the steam valve and a crisp sound of bones breaking, the demon only stayed in the real dimension for less than half a second. Zhong was punched back into the deep sea by the old man.

Lucretia raised her head and looked at this old scholar with a dull look, who usually had a very elegant and easy-going temperament: "...?"

"When I was young, I often sought knowledge in dangerous secret realms and even visionary areas - in places far away from the civilized world, I often encountered vulgar enemies who lacked sufficient wisdom." Morris turned around, copper shell A smile appeared on the forged face, and the exquisite brass gears and shining reeds rotated and vibrated in the gap of his jaw. "That's when I realized a truth - a weak mind is immune to the baptism of wisdom."

He turned around and punched the head of a mysterious hound that was emerging from the black door again. He actually smashed the demon's head directly into the chest!

"The knowledge blessed by Lachem cannot leave a trace on their smooth brains." Morris flicked his wrist to reset the steam booster tube in his joints, "But the steam blessed by Lachem Power Tekken does.”

Lucretia continued to have a dull expression: "..."

Fortunately, she had thought that this elegant and easy-going old man was the most normal person on the Lost Home...and there was no normal person on the ship with her father? !

…

When the deep demon that suddenly emerged from the thick fog was slapped flat in the blink of an eye, Amber didn't realize what happened.

She didn't even know how Vanna rushed from the other end of the valley to this end in an instant.

Fanna walked over as if nothing had happened after slapping a demon to death. She carried the giant sword with one hand and came to Amber: "The demon is gaining entity, and this 'Holy Land Island' has sunk towards the deep depths. ——Inform the warships staying near the coastline to be alert to large entities appearing in the nearby waters at all times. No matter what they look like, anyone who dares to get close will be sunk."

Amber was stunned for a moment, then recovered from the brief shock, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay... okay!"

Vanna frowned when she saw this, and the habit she had developed as a judge for many years made her reprimand her: "Pay attention, nun, we are in the devil's territory."

"Yes!" Amber straightened her back subconsciously and replied loudly.

Fanna waved her hands and didn't say anything else. She just looked around with a serious face, observing the dense fog slowly flowing in the valley.

Since half an hour ago, strange shadows began to appear in the fog from time to time. Those shadows were swimming and changing, outlining the outlines of many unsettling demons.

On the nearby rock wall, some ferocious stone clusters like skeletons were also vibrating slightly, and seemed to be gradually becoming active.

And a few seconds ago, even more demons condensed entities from the shadows in the mist, and were "born" directly in the "real world."

There are various signs that this "holy island" is rapidly deviating from the real dimension and "sinking" toward the deep side, and this change is obviously related to the captain's actions.

She didn't feel uneasy because she believed in the captain - but others at the scene obviously didn't have enough understanding of the lost fleet.

"Is there any problem on the Homeless Ship?" Amber came over and whispered uneasily.

Fanna frowned, looking confused: "...What are you talking about?"

"I know that ship is weird and powerful, but hasn't Captain Duncan left now?" Amber quickly added, "If there is really a demon approaching...do you need the Tide to help take care of it?"

Vanna understood Amber's worry, but her expression was more subtle. After a moment of silence, she shook her head: "It doesn't matter, there is someone on board that ship."

Amber was stunned, as if she wanted to say something more, but at this moment, a bright light suddenly rose from the direction of the coastline, interrupting all her movements.

The marines and priests stationed in the valley were instantly startled and looked towards the direction of the strong light - for a moment, they thought it was a violent sunrise.

The dazzling fireball was slowly rising into the sky. In the hot and terrifying light, there seemed to be many small things burning in the flames, turning into wisps of smoke.

After being stunned for a long time, Amber finally broke the silence hesitantly: "...What is that?"

"That was 'Nina was startled'," Fanna pursed her lips, squinted at the fireball, and said in a rather indifferent tone, "The jump was really high this time... It looks like the Yousui appeared in the nearby sea. The devils are blessed today..."

…

In the sudden darkness and chaos, Duncan, Shirley and Agou felt as if they had passed through an infinitely long tunnel - time seemed to have passed only a moment, but their senses created the illusion that this "journey" was endless. .

At the end of the "tunnel", when the darkness began to fade away, countless strange and bizarre illusions rushed towards them, and the distorted starlight burst into their eyes like a waterfall. Shirley and Agou were instantly attracted by this magnificent and strange scene. The scenery was a little dull, but Duncan suddenly came up with a strange association——

The jump is over.

And the moment this idea came to him, he felt down to earth again - the long tunnel and twinkling stars in front of him suddenly disappeared, the darkness in the deepest part of the deep sea, and the huge mountain-like mountain, which was shocking. The "Ancient God" came into view as the vision gradually became clearer.

He came to the Holy Lord Yousu.

He could only see a small part of this "old god".

A rolling small "mountain range" extended in his field of vision. The "mountain range" was actually a dark tentacle - it had a dark blue stream of light covering its surface, and there were many irregular lights embedded in it. Between the dark blue light, it flickered slowly as if breathing.

This huge tentacle extends to the end of the darkness, and branches out there, connecting many nearby broken floating islands floating in the air, entangling and piercing the depths of the floating land, and on the other side of the tentacle At one end, there is a structure like a majestic tower, which is the intersection of many other similar tentacles - the entire structure is like some kind of weird "starfish", and the "main" part in the center is raised high. , countless lights are spread all over it, like millions of eyes, blinking slowly in the darkness, watching the uninvited guests who come here.

Duncan raised his head and stared at the ancient god dormant in the darkness. After a long time, he softly said, "I'm here to find you."

There was a wave of light on the surface of the dark "mountain", and a low murmur returned. In the murmur, Duncan heard a voice——

"We finally meet, the 'Fire Usurper', and... LH-03, whom we haven't seen for a long time."