Duncan now began to understand why the world was so fearful and hated by the Lost Ship, and regarded its captain as a plague.

Because in a sense, this "mobile scourge" is really like a plague.

In a dark and chaotic space, Duncan quietly watched the leaping flames in his hands, feeling the power contained in this extremely docile flame for him.

Fire is the most special existence in this world - it is not only the carrier of light and warmth, but also the guarantee that mortal civilization can develop in the midst of crises, it maintains the balance of order between the transcendent realm and the real world, and also symbolizes the blessing and protection of the gods on the earthly world.

In the vast majority of fields involving the transcendent, "fire" occupies a special place and role.

And his flame seems to carry some extremely dangerous ...... Characteristics, even in the transcendent realm, are more terrifying than all flames.

It has the ultimate pollution, the ultimate stealth, the ultimate usurpation and blasphemy power.

From what is known so far, the spirit fire has the ability to contaminate and distort otherworldly objects, can be used to occupy the shells of the dead, and can even hide in the souls of the living, even the power of the saints cannot completely remove them - if the right time comes, the flames will smolder in the soul, creating a secret passage to the Lost Land.

This is equivalent to a plague that is almost imperceptible and uneradicated, and at least for now, it seems that the power of the so-called "saints" is of little use in the face of this flame.

Duncan exhaled softly.

He didn't know what the use of this tenuous connection between himself and Vanna would come in handy, but at least for now, it seemed that with just the right "medium" and some kind of "opportunity", he could directly see and hear the situation near that saint, and according to his perception at the time near the "mirror", he should also be able to cast his power near that saint to a certain extent - the most effective way to put it would be to pollute the "flame" near that saint.

When the passage was established, he clearly sensed the presence of a "flame" next to Vanna, and that the flame was responding to his own pryeing, and with the experience he had accumulated while manipulating the spirit fire, he could be sure that the "flame" must be the condition for establishing a connection.

As for what exactly are the appropriate "medium" and "opportunity...... The former can be determined for the time being that "mirrors" and "flames" can be used as carriers of projection channels (or, in the "professional terms" of the transcendent realm, "ritual props"), and the latter ......

Duncan recalls the words he heard when the connection was suddenly established:

“…… Instead, they may be associated with the Lost Place......"

He immediately sensed the establishment of the passage after hearing this sentence, so the opportunity may also be in this sentence.

"Is the word "Lost Country" ......?"

Duncan's knowledge of the Transcendental Realm was limited, but even if he knew that little, he knew the special role of "name" in the Transcendental Realm.

The name Duncan Abnomar, the name "Lost Country", has power.

He had a certain answer in his mind for the time being:

When Vanna, the "carrier", utters the name "Lost Country" near the flame and mirror, the connection between her and the Lost Country will be instantly strengthened, and if Duncan's side takes the initiative to respond to this "call", the passage will be established.

His thoughts gradually calmed down, and Duncan withdrew his gaze at the little "stars" in the distance.

He has no contradiction with the Deep Sea Church, and he has no ill will towards the young Inquisitor, so naturally he does not intend to use this connection to harm the other party, but if this connection can bring him some valuable information every once in a while...... That's not a bad thing.

The dark and chaotic space and the sparkling light faded like water, and Duncan opened his eyes to see that he had "returned" to his bedroom.

The golden mask that resembled the sun was lying quietly at his hand, and the pigeon Aye was squatting on the table near the mask, napping.

The bird had been sent to talk to the goat's head, but for some reason he didn't want to talk, so he sent the bird back.

After a moment's hesitation, Duncan reached out and picked up the sun mask.

Although he had gone through some hiccups and encountered a lot of unexpected information, now things were finally back on track - he had time to study this "Sun Relic".

He first flipped the mask back and forth a few times to confirm the details of the shape and the specific material of the object, and in the middle of it, he suddenly noticed that the corner of the mask seemed to be knocked a little.

The bumble was faintly dark.

Duncan frowned, and in the next second, the pigeon that was still napping on the table suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings and jumped and shouted: "Iron copper!" Copper plating of iron! ”

As soon as Duncan heard the pigeon's words, he felt more and more that the broken part of the mask was more dazzling, and he quickly picked at the broken part with his fingernails, studied it carefully for a few more moments, and finally came to the conclusion with a blank expression—

The real TM is copper plating of iron, not even gold plating.

Because some places in the corners of the mask have even begun to turn green......

"Isn't this fooling?" Duncan finally couldn't help muttering because of the psychological gap, he looked at the heavy iron lump in his hand with great frustration, recalled the "reselling" plan in his heart when he was just about to study the mask, and felt cold in his heart, "This is counting on a few more layers from those cultists...... You can't do that with mass-produced relics, right?! ”

Dove Ay rolled his eyes at Duncan's muttering, flapped his wings and shouted, "Are you ripe melons?" ”

Duncan reacted for a moment before he realized what this pigeon meant - it meant "is it all genuine in your store"?

He recalled the pile of modern industrial remnants in his shop, and looked at Ayi with a blank face: "Shut up. ”

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the bird spirit next to him, and instead focused on the golden mask.

After confirming that this thing was really a worthless mass-produced product, his "test" no longer had to worry about it.

A faint green flame rose from his fingertips, covering the surface of the golden mask like flowing water, and then gradually seeped into the interior of the "holy relic" under Duncan's control.

The mass-produced holy relic is also a holy relic, even if the real material of this thing is iron and copper, the runes engraved inside it and the sun shape on its surface must also be able to play a transcendent role, since the sun priest can use this thing to communicate with his "god", it means that this sun mask can be analyzed and studied according to the laws of transcendent items.

Duncan's experience in the field of otherworldly objects is that his main experience is to set fire to them without saying a word - the most recent practice was the burning of Alice's coffin box with a green fire, which has proven to be very effective.

Feeling the flames gradually invading the inside of the mask, Duncan also concentrated his mind and began to perceive the information that might be contained inside this transcendent object.

It's a mass-produced thing, and its "person" is certainly not as good as Alice's puppet coffin, and Duncan thinks he should soon be able to figure out the function and usage of this thing, and in reverse contaminate and usurp it as his own.

With this in mind, he spied into the truth in the depths of the mask - but in the next second, things turned out beyond his expectations!

A thunderous explosion suddenly exploded in his mind, as if the depths of this ordinary mask were suddenly "exploded" by him, and his spirit that went deep into the mask suddenly felt a huge and scorching power overflowing, and then he felt as if he had "passed" a passage, or pushed open a door, and the magnificent illusion poured into his mind!

It might have been a second, maybe even shorter, it was just a few flashes of images in which he witnessed a blazing ball of fire hanging alone in the darkness of space.

The sun, a real, burning, emitted a huge gravitational ...... Fixed star.

In the astonishing heat and tearing gravity, Duncan faced the scorching sun, but he did not turn to ashes in the sun—the star seemed to be just a phantom from time immemorial, it still had the majesty and momentum of what was once real, but it could not really affect the real world in the slightest.

Duncan stared at the scorching sun burning in the illusion in amazement, and then watched the scorching sun slowly turn an angle in his vision.

On the far side of the sun, there are dark pale flesh and billions of curly and withered tentacles, abominable limbs that stretch for hundreds of millions of kilometers, together surrounded by a huge pupil that is half-open and half-closed, and has been decayed for an unknown number of years.

The scorching corona burned on the false shell woven and supported by flesh and wrists—releasing the power of imitating the "sun", but it was ultimately a fake.

A faint, even hallucinatory voice sounded in Duncan's ears:

"Usurper...... Extinguish my ...... Please......"

(End of chapter)