Deep Sea Embers

Fanna stood on the highest tower of the Storm Cathedral. Through the open window, she looked beyond the roof of the church and looked at the lights flickering deep in the clouds and mist. Those urban buildings were no longer the same as in her memory. , and the direction of the distant sea.

The steam-powered pipes next to the spiral staircase in the tower squeaked slightly, and the copper incense burner hung on the pipe valves, emitting wisps of smoke. The old Archbishop Valentine stood aside quietly, dying because his blood stopped flowing. Her pale and turbid eyes looked into the distance with Vanna.

After an unknown amount of time, Fanna broke the silence in a low voice: "I still remember that I often stood on this tower before. Whenever night fell, I would look at every corner of Purland here. The steam pipes were always hissing at that time, and the smell of incense was soothing.”

"That seems to have happened not long ago." Archbishop Valentine said softly.

"Yes, that seems to have happened not long ago," Fanna nodded slightly, "The nights at that time were always not peaceful. All kinds of things would come out of the darkness and disturb ordinary people. Human life, and I was confident at that time, feeling that I could fight against all enemies that threatened the city-whether they were dark cultists or things summoned by cultists. "

The old archbishop said nothing more, but lowered his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the church garden. In the misty night, there were waves of vague roars and creepy chewing sounds coming from that direction, as if there was some kind of giant monster. Being trapped in the depths of the fog.

"Sister Terene has started eating again," Valentine said slowly. "At this time every day, she will devour herself. After twenty-four hours, she will regenerate from the soil. There are still twelve nuns in the garden. and twelve priests, who lingered near Aunt Tyene and entered the small cloister next to the garden at certain times—the same place you passed on your daily walk."

Vanna sighed imperceptibly and whispered: "Will they run outside the church?"

"I have ordered the garden to be sealed, but it is okay not to seal it," Valentine said. "Sister Terene never left the garden, even when she was 'alive', and those nuns and priests, they did not It’s not dangerous—the city is full of shadows that are more dangerous than them.”

"My sword is useless." Vanna sighed. "If there are prowlers trying to break through the high walls of various shelters, then we still need your force." Valentin shook his head, "There will be dangers in the city at any time. There were chaos, big and small, sometimes when people suddenly "awoke" in their homes, sometimes when blind wanderers broke through the security zone, and we arranged a new 'night watch force' to patrol all parts of the city. Be vigilant, but there are always times when you can't take care of it. If you are willing, I think they will very much welcome you as the "Judge" to come back and continue to lead them."

The old bishop suddenly paused when he said this, and then added: "Of course, you may need to readjust to your old subordinates. Some of the Night Watchmen have undergone "changes", which makes them look less like each other. Human beings, but in today’s world,

Having reason and humanity is already a precious thing. "

"I won't care," Fanna laughed and moved her arms slightly, "No matter how you say it, it has more people than the one on the Lost Home, right? I'm happy to return to this familiar place. You can help me arrange things at work. "

"That's good," Valentine also laughed, and the old man nodded, "I will summon the Night Watch troops at the next shift.

to convey the good news to them. Do you want to go back to your room to rest during this time? It was in pretty good shape and was being cleaned all the time. "

"Okay," Fanna said casually, but then she seemed to think of something again and asked uneasily, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Ignore your ramblings about the dresser, it's not a voice of reason, and don't stare at the window for too long, it's prone to growing eyes and nothing else."

"Frankly speaking, the situation is quite "mild"."

Valentin shrugged helplessly, and at this moment, a glow emerged from nowhere and suddenly interrupted what he wanted to continue.

The two of them raised their heads by mistake at the same time, looking for the source of the glow.

There is a cold and pale light in the clouds, which is the light shed from the creation of the world. Due to the lowering of the height of the clouds, the "scar" that spans the entire sky is now completely located on the back of the clouds, making it difficult to see clearly from the surface. , only in the gap where the clouds are the brightest and the thinnest in the creation of the world, can you occasionally see part of the structure of the crack.

But now, they saw a strange light appearing between the gaps in the clouds.

It was not a cold and pale glow, but a faint orange glow. It was mixed with the original light of the creation of the world, and even reminded people of the long-lost sunshine for a while.

Fanna was wrong. She looked up to find the direction of the creation of the world, and finally saw the huge "scar" through a crack in the low-hanging clouds, and the strange orange light that was reminiscent of the sun actually Astonishingly, it escaped from the edge of the creation of the world.

It looked as if a strong light source was erupting "behind" the creation of the world. The light source was blocked by the crack in the sky, so only a very small amount of residual light escaped from the edge of the crack, filling the sky dimly.

Valentine also had the same association in an instant. The old bishop looked at the sky with a look of panic on his face: "What is that?"

Vanna did not answer the old man, and at the next moment, the orange light that diffused from behind the creation of the world gradually dimmed again.

until completely extinguished.

After a while, the orange light lit up again, filling the sky.

The invisible powerful light source flickered on and off, like a pilot light in the night.

The whole world can see this.

This scene can even be seen in all dimensions.

At the end of the world, at the "border node" where the gods sleep, the dim and false sunshine once dispersed the mist, illuminating the palace of Queen Leviathan, the server matrix of Pilot 2, and the Lord of Fire. The Island of Ashes and the Tomb of Death are in the deepest part of the deep sea. The uncontrollable proliferation of Pilot One is slowly squirming at the bottom of the deep sea. The huge nanomachine fleet is almost crowded in every inch of space under the broken land. In countless out-of-control Between his wrists, the dim sunlight suddenly dispelled the darkness, shining on the dark red core of Pilot 1.

In the far northern ice field of the Infinite Sea, ice sculptures stand quietly next to the huge archives building. The fire bearers are frozen on the ice field. The tallest one among them still maintains a distant attitude towards the south before freezing. And the dim "sunshine" is shining, even after being blocked and weakened by the creation of the world, it still coats those frozen faces with a layer of shining light, as if it wants to be deeply imprinted in every pair of frozen eyeballs. .

This sunlight is poisonous. For the mortal beings in the boundless sea, bathing in this sunlight is the same as being immersed in the whispers of subspace.

But with the obstruction and weakening of World Creation, its impact on the world has been reduced to a minimum - even if it is still a little "poisonous\

,"There is no need to worry about the impact.

What's more, the world itself has fallen deeply into distortion and distortion - in the face of the collapse of all things, the brilliance of the black sun is not much worse than the collapse of the world itself.

Therefore, for the first time, the exiled sun began to shine brightly - after such a long exile, after all the sun's descendants and sun remnants that had longed for his sunshine but could not get it disappeared into history, finally in the end. Burning.

Sunlight filled the transition channel, outlining a bright and clear "light path" in the extremely uniform gray-white background.

Duncan felt a slight shaking under his feet. Alice was fine-tuning the jump process and began to correct the course along the navigation signal released by the black sun.

Duncan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the light at the end of the passage - there was no obstruction from the creation of the world. The sunlight came across time and space, and it even looked a bit dazzling.

I will light a lighthouse for you, and in the night sky, you have to sail in the brightest direction—

A civilization that created a Dyson sphere may not have developed to the level of technology as the "New Hope", but they obviously already know how to make their own sound in the universe, and at least they can create a signal that is sufficient for starship navigation.

'I see the light, we are sailing in your direction, this should shorten the jump voyage of the Lost Home,' Duncan said to the sunlight, he knew that the Black Sun could hear his own voice through this method, "How are you doing now? "

"The scorching burning process, I feel like I'm boiling in the flames - it's painful, but it's good," Black Sun's voice trembled in the sunlight, "This is the first time I've really burned in ten thousand years, I I thought I wouldn't be able to stand it at all, but

This is good. "

"In the new world, you can coexist in harmony with your own sunshine and avoid the pain of being burned by yourself," Duncan said with a smile on his face, "There will be a rule that allows this to happen."

"Can such a thing be done?"

"Yes, this is a one-time opportunity to customize a new world," Duncan said slowly. "You can even request some value-added services - such as changing your sunshine to pink."

"Ah ha, that's not necessary, but if possible, I do have an additional idea."

"oh?"

"Can you arrange a few more planets for me? It might be a great relief to observe the evolution of life on different planets, both gaseous and rocky."

"Okay, I made a note - this wish will come true after Alice's frying pan."

"That's a real honor."