The sudden feeling of a violent fall quickly stripped Duncan's spirit from the scorching sun, and he felt as if he was being dragged through a deep and long hole by a strong gravitational force, and the burning corona and the flesh that supported the corona flew away from his sight—and in the next second, he felt a solid touch coming from his back.

It was the back of his seat.

Duncan opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air, his heart beating so vigorously as he felt it, and in his retina, it seemed as if the blinding light cast by the previous burning star remained.

The truth of the flesh and blood beneath the sea of fire was imprinted even more strongly in his mind.

After a few more seconds, these strong impressions finally calmed down in his mind, and finally only that ethereal words remained, which still echoed in the depths of his memory—

"Extinguish me, usurper, I beg you ......"

Duncan frowned slightly, he was sure he had heard it.

This is...... That round of "sun" conveyed to himself? That thing sensed its own prying eyes and sent itself this ...... "distress" signal?

Duncan rubbed his forehead, guessing the truth behind the "distress" signal, and recalling the details of that round of scorching sun.

Undoubtedly, this is what the followers of the "Ancient True Sun" worship, what they call the "True Sun".

To tell the truth, in the brief moment when he first saw it, Duncan really felt a stir in his heart, he was shocked by the scorching sun and fire, and he thought that he really saw the "sun" in his memory and cognition, and thought that what he saw was the round of stars he had seen on the earth......

How agitated he was at the time, and how stunned and dazed he was when he saw the truth on the other side of the sun.

The front of the sun is indeed exactly the same as the "real sun", exactly like what the Sunists depict, but that scene is only the outer shell of the sun, and it is ...... It's just a bunch of unspeakable things.

Duncan recalled the pale flesh and the withered and decaying tentacles that surrounded his eyes.

The ...... "creature" wrapped in the sun's shell doesn't seem to be in very good shape.

In fact, Duncan even thought that it was actually "dead"—the feeling of being lifeless was so strong that even if you just peeked at it from afar, you could feel the breath of "death" coming from the depths of your soul.

It was a burning corpse of an old god.

And the corpse of the old god was begging him for help, hoping that someone would come and extinguish the flames on his body.

The corpse is begging for help, this is a contradictory and terrifying situation, strange and outrageous, but it conforms to the abnormal "logic" of this world.

Duncan sorted out his chaotic mind a little bit, and recalled that in that brief peeping, there was another point that was very interesting, and that was the name of the "sun" that "the sun" called himself "the usurper".

Is that indescribable mass of flesh really calling for itself? Did he really sense the approach of his uninvited guest, so he made a sound? Isn't it true that he is shouting at random in the confusion?

If that cry for help was really meant for yourself, then it was a very obvious title, usurper......

Duncan lowered his head and gently rubbed his fingertips, watching a cluster of flames burn silently in his fingertips.

The green spirit fire obediently awaited his commands, waiting to pollute other flames and usurp other anomalous powers.

In the next second, Duncan dispersed the spirit fire in his hand.

Regardless of whether the "sun" was really talking to him, and no matter what the "fire usurper" mentioned by the other party meant, this was not something he could take into account right now - the group of cultists in the city-state of Plande were still hiding in the shadows, and he had no ability or position to deal with the "sun god" behind the cultists.

What's more, how does he know how to "help" the burning sun? Rely on your own little spirit fire to cover that big piece of stuff? He can't burn it when he's tired! Besides, the other party is just asking for help from himself, which doesn't mean that the thing is "his own person" - God knows what will happen if the sun is extinguished, what if the flame is a seal, and after the sun is extinguished, the indescribable thing in the sun will come to life and kill the Quartet? At that time, will he still remember the "favor" of helping to "put out the fire"?

It's not wise to casually deal with a god-like thing.

Duncan shook his head, only a little sigh in his heart - the so-called "sun god" was really not the sun he was familiar with.

Perhaps, he will really never see the real "sunshine" in this world again.

The golden mask in the shape of the sun still rests quietly on the table, its surface a somewhat dull sheen, as if it has exhausted its internal energy.

Duncan reached out to pick up the mask, but the moment his fingertips touched it, a slight cracking sound came to his ears.

The originally very strong iron (copper-plated) mask seemed to have been weathered and corroded for millions of years, and the next second it turned into dust in his hands and dispersed with the wind.

Ay jumped over and spread his wings in front of Duncan and gestured, "Happy, smack, no!" ”

Duncan didn't care about the bird's begging behavior, and he had a faint realization in his heart—

After all, this mask is just a replica of the "mass-produced holy object", and what the Suncultists seem to be best at is using various rituals to create such fakes with limited efficacy, these fakes have some of the power of the real thing, but the longevity is worrying after all.

The function of the sun mask is supposed to be some kind of communication channel, and low-level priests use this thing to contact the gods they believe in or the "heirs" under the command of the gods, and just now, he used the spirit fire to forcibly activate all the power of this mask, so that it briefly has the effect of "real thing", and glimpsed the appearance of the sun god in the passage - a few seconds directly exhausted the "lifespan" of the mask.

"Maybe we'll have to find a way to get a real ...... in the future," Duncan said thoughtfully, looking at the ashes scattered in the air, "This thing can't burn in three seconds......"

He didn't really plan to "save" any of the sun gods, but he was still interested in the secrets kept by the sun cultists, and he was also curious about the history before the Great Annihilation, and he felt that he would continue to study the wool on the cultists in the transcendent realm...... It's still going to be done.

But as his research deepened, he had to find a way to get some high-quality wool.

After a short break to regain his spirits, Duncan left his bedroom.

The head of the goat, who was in a daze at the sailing table, immediately turned his head when he heard the movement, and he first checked whether the pigeon had come out with him, and was relieved to find that only Duncan himself: "Ah, great captain, your loyal omission is conscientiously taking the helm on your behalf, and I wonder if your 'long journey' has gone well?" I sense that your soul has gone far away again, but this time it doesn't seem like a human city-state? If you're going out next time, you can actually ...... in advance."

"How much do you know about the 'true sun god' that the Suncultists believe in?" Duncan waved his hand and asked bluntly.

After getting along with this goathead for a while, he has become more and more aware of the other party's temperament, and he has become more confident in his "captain's identity", and he is no longer as cautious when talking and asking questions as he was at the beginning.

It's also a test of how much this weird goathead knows about the otherworld.

"The real sun god?" The goat's head froze for a moment, then said with some hesitation, "Seriously, I really don't know, I just know that the followers of the sun god are crazy and stupid, but I don't know what the gods behind them are...... However, the 'blessing' of the sun god does exist, and the belief of those believers is pious to a certain extent, and they will gain some strange powers, which is also the reason why this cult can gradually develop......"

As he spoke, the goat's head gradually reacted: "Ah, why did you suddenly mention this?" Did you just ......"

"I'm just thinking that if a so-called 'god' is roasted on a fire by his own followers, and his followers don't know anything about it, they work overtime every day to add firewood to the fire, and mistakenly think that the 'corpse oil' roasted from the gods is a blessing from the gods...... It's kind of ironic," Duncan sighed, "and it's too hellish to put in a hellish joke." ”

There was some silence in the chart room, and the goat's head didn't even take the conversation, which made Duncan look at him in surprise: "Why don't you speak?" Isn't it usually a word? ”

The goat's head said a little sullenly: "...... The topic is too awesome, I don't dare to say it, I don't dare to ask, I can only say that the captain is ......"

Duncan was amused.

I don't know if it's a delusion, but he began to feel that even the goat's head in front of him was not as evil and dangerous as it was at the beginning, and the atmosphere on this ship was ...... Seems to be slowly getting better?

(End of chapter)