An entire continent hung upside down and slowly moved overhead, its eerie shadow large enough to cover four-fifths of the field of vision, and the oppressive force of this scene was staggering - even Duncan felt suffocated at this moment, and even couldn't help but look away.

But he forcibly resisted the urge to look away, and instead forced himself to look up and take closer care of the upside-down shard.

He didn't know what was going on here, he didn't know how he got here, he didn't know how to get back—but it was because of this that he had to watch all the suspicious sights and gather all the information that might come in handy.

The wreckage of the celestial body hanging upside down...... Is it real? Or is it just a terrible vision? Is it the bones left behind after a world was shattered? Or is it just a distorted projection of subspace-time chaos?

The upside-down land slowly drifted in an oblique trajectory, getting closer and closer to the Lost Country, and Duncan suddenly became nervous, because he noticed that the direction of the ship under his feet seemed to be close to the edge of the "continent", and the two could collide!

But just as the continent was getting closer and the stern of the Lost was about to touch a broken mountain on the edge of the continent, Duncan suddenly felt a tremor on the deck beneath his feet.

Then, as if he heard an illusory shout coming from nowhere, he heard the piercing creak of the ruined ancient ghost ship from all over the place, which broke the silence on the Lost Country, and the next second, the massive hull beneath his feet began to turn slightly—at a treacherous distance, the superstructure of the Lost Land brushed shoulders with the shattered peak.

Duncan watched in amazement as the ship moved, and listened to the illusory shouts and creaks that faded into silence, but suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch something, and he suddenly looked up at the broken mountain on the edge of the inverted continent—

The Lost had now crossed the midline of the peak, the worn-out mast almost brushing against the latter's dark and hazy peak, and now Duncan saw what was behind it.

He saw a craggy cliff, as if torn apart by brute force, and a huge humanoid creature leaned against it—"he" was almost as tall as a mountain, his limbs long and pale, his head deformed and swollen, and his pitted face was embedded with a huge one-eye, which was half-open and half-closed, from which a foul liquid flowed and solidified in mid-air into the form of amber droplets.

The cyclops had obviously been dead for an unknown number of years, but the body left of "him" still seemed to exude some kind of breathtaking coercion and power, "he" had no obvious scars on his body, and seemed to have died of exhaustion, and until the moment of death, "his" hands were dead against the cliff behind him, and his fingers were also deeply pierced into the rocks of the cliff.

The dark continent that had faded its colors, and the pale cyclops who died on the cliff on the edge of the continent, in this chaotic and dim subspace, under the light of that long "lightning", this black and white scene was extremely deeply imprinted in Duncan's mind.

Then, the flash of light that had lasted for so long finally faded - it crossed from the middle of the continent and then gradually dissipated from the center, and in Duncan's vision, the upside-down land gradually returned to darkness.

But he still held his head up, he knew that the continent was not completely gone, the last bit of its structure was still slowly floating over the Lost Land, and he could hear the low roar of the heavy mass slowly crushing overhead—even though he knew it was just his illusion, the illusion of roar still echoed in his mind, like the last lament of a dead world left in subspace.

Duncan finally withdrew his gaze and slowly looked around, looking beyond the side of the ship into the vast chaos.

From time to time, there is a turbulence of light and shadow, and from time to time there are bright flashes of light piercing the darkness, and in this dark and chaotic nothingness, those flashes and turbulence of light and shadow occasionally reflect something, which are large and small lumps, indescribable shadows.

Duncan took a soft breath and looked down at the ship beneath his feet—a very different ship from the one he was familiar with, with a dilapidated feel at every turn.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying to try to communicate with the ship—just as he did with the intact Lost in the real world, to learn about the ghost ship floating in subspace.

But in the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He couldn't feel the ship—not that he couldn't communicate, but he couldn't feel the ship's presence at all!

When the perception spread, he "felt" that the ship under his feet had disappeared, and there was no deck, mast or cabin at all, and he even felt that he was floating alone in this vast chaos, and the huge sense of emptiness and dislocation of perception that followed directly interrupted his state of concentration.

Duncan glanced at the surrounding ship structure in amazement, and then stepped on the deck, as if he didn't believe that the ship in front of him was actually just a phantom.

Or...... Is it actually yourself who is a "phantom"?

Duncan's mind was full of thoughts for a moment, then he shook his head and walked forward to the hatch leading to the lower deck.

He decided to continue with his previous exploration program.

Whatever the ship was all about, no matter why it was in a state of "non-existence" in its own perception, at least it did carry itself now, and did not show expulsion and hostility towards himself as a "captain", which gave Duncan the motivation and confidence to continue exploring.

He descended the stairs and into the empty cabin below deck.

Several chambers were opened, and they were all the same old and dilapidated, with suspicious black dirt mottled over the walls and roofs, and all of them were empty - some of the rooms were warehouses full of stuff in Duncan's memory, but now they were only tattered walls and pillars.

He also went specifically to find the cabin where Alice lived, which was of course equally empty - for some reason, which relieved him.

He didn't want them to appear in this weird and terrifying place than to see people or things he was familiar with here.

After leaving Alice's room, Duncan made his way through the crew quarters and the dining room area, heading deeper into the cabin.

He hesitated briefly for two minutes before the staircase leading deeper as he crossed the mid-level warehouse.

He had explored those areas on the Lost in Reality Dimension, knowing that the inverted cabin beneath it was, and the "Broken Bilge" at the depths—but on that expedition, he had carried a special lantern.

The lantern would help him expand his senses, and reveal the dangerous corners of the ship's cabin in advance.

But here, he did not find the lantern.

But after a moment of hesitation, Duncan decided to move on.

The situation here has changed much compared to the real dimension, even if he finds the lantern, it may not still work in the cabin below, and the main ability of the lantern is to expand his perception - but in his perception, the ship does not exist at all, so what's the point of expanding the perception several times?

Duncan simply raised his saber and swiped his finger over the blade, and a faint green flame burned on the blade, bringing limited illumination.

Using his sword as a lamp, he descended the steps and walked slowly.

A dark, open cabin appeared in his field of vision.

This is the cabin of the "light and shadow" - in the real dimension, this cabin is full of oil lamps, and the light from the oil lamps and the darkness in the corners of the cabin are in a state of inverted light, the more light the place is darker, and the more light the corner is brighter.

Duncan looked around.

There was no reversal of light and shadow here, there was only a uniform chaos and dimness, and the spirit flame of the burning blade did not trigger any mechanism of reversal of light and shadow, but illuminated the surroundings normally.

“…… This place is much more normal. ”

Duncan couldn't help but mutter, then cautiously walked through the empty place and continued on until another staircase appeared in his field of vision.

The staircase led to the bilge of the Lost Land, the shattered place.

Duncan stood at the front of the stairs and took a soft breath and stepped down.

A door appears at the end of the stairs.

Duncan subconsciously looked up at the frame of the door—he remembered that there was a sentence written on the door that indicated that it was the last gate in the bilge.

There is nothing on the door frame.

There is no warning for posterity, no instructions to guide the way forward, it is just an ordinary wooden door, slightly open, as if to welcome visitors into it.

Duncan wasn't too surprised, just silently withdrew his gaze, clenched the flaming saber in one hand, and slowly pushed the door open with the other.

Across the door was an equally dimly lit place, an old and dilapidated cabin.

But it's complete.

Duncan stepped into this place and immediately noticed the intact bulkhead structure around him - despite its dilapidation, there was not a single gap in the bulkhead here, and naturally he could not see the scene outside the bulkhead.

The bottom of the ship in the reality dimension is torn apart, but the bottom of the ship here is so intact?

Duncan felt a strange sensation in his mind as he continued to walk forward, and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

Deep in the dimly lit cabin ahead, an old door stood.

Duncan felt his heart beat half a beat faster, and then walked forward quickly, and the appearance of the door was clearly reflected in his eyes.

It's exactly the same as the door at the bottom of the Lost Country in the real dimension!

Duncan came to the door, and at first glance noticed that the door was slightly open—a slit opening inward.

Through the crack in the door, he could vaguely see the scene on the other side.

It was a shattered cabin with a faint glow floating in the cabin.

Duncan jerked his head back and looked at where he was.

The old, dilapidated cabin, dimly dusty, had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time—just as he had seen through the crack in the door of the Lost Country when he and Alice explored the bilge of the Lost Land.

Duncan finally confirmed his initial conjecture -

This is located "on the opposite side of the door".

(End of chapter)