In the last wakefulness of his life, Belazov saw the figure standing on the edge of the wreckage.

The tall, thin and slightly pale face of the other party was reflected in his pupils, and together with the black chains floating in the air, and the ghostly demon at the end of the chains, the "soot jellyfish".

After a brief moment of astonishment, Belazov finally recalled the scenes—he remembered the figure, the scenes that had always been shielded from consciousness, and he remembered that when he stepped on Dagger Island, the tall and thin heretic stood on the shore, and when he entered the "secret room", he walked beside him, and when he returned to the Petrel, he stood in the cabin......

Belazov's eyes widened, the burnt skin on his face seemed to make a cracking sound, he wanted to scold, he wanted to speak, but he could only let out a low hissing sound from his chest, and at the same time, the tall thin figure with the pale face finally lowered his head and looked down at the dying general.

"I confess, I was negligent," said the tall, thin, pale man lightly, with almost no emotion in his tone, as if he was talking to himself not to a man, but to a piece of rotten wood, "as you walked around the ship, I only thought you were checking the condition of the various posts - General Belazov, I must admit, your acting skills are good." ”

Belazov just stared at the other man, anger boiling in his chest, but he could no longer drive the once robust body.

"What a pity, you are almost about to become a 'messenger'," the tall and thin man shook his head regretfully, "You have wasted such a glorious opportunity to bring the glory of the Holy Lord into the city-state, to free the mortals who have suffered from filth and suffering from the filth, and to let the first piece of paradise descend on this filthy and distorted 'reality'...... It's just the last bit of the road. ”

"Alien ...... ......" Belazov finally squeezed a little sound out of his chest, his teeth creaking against his bones, "you guys...... Don't want to get ......"

"Save some strength, General," the tall, thin man stepped forward and looked down at the dying man lying in the center of the wreckage, "accept your death with peace of mind, the blessing of the Lord will give your wretched body a new lease of life - you have wasted your chance to become a messenger, but the forgiving Lord will not give up your suffering soul......"

With this whisper that seemed to have demagogic power, the tall and thin man slowly stretched out his right hand forward, and the soot jellyfish floating behind him also rose, squirmed, and gradually released an increasingly obvious red glow from the veil-like body, Belazov's gradually darkening pupils reflected this blood-colored light, but his body gradually fell into coldness - his consciousness seemed to have completely dissipated, and he no longer had the slightest reaction to the outside world.

"It took a lot of effort," the tall and thin man shook his head, finally a little emotion in his tone, "Damn, if it wasn't for the queen...... Spit. ”

There was a sticky and strange creeping and sliding sound, and the sea water around the wreckage began to foam abnormally black, and in the foam, a strange substance like mud gradually surged upward, and gradually spread in the direction of Belazov's body.

However, just a second before the muddy material was about to touch the body, they stopped abruptly.

Even the surrounding sea water seemed to freeze and freeze.

The tall and thin man looked at this scene in astonishment, and subconsciously communicated with the "Smoke and Dust Jellyfish" again, trying to use the power of the ghostly spell to complete the next ritual, but in the next second, he saw that the general, who was already unresponsive, suddenly moved slightly.

"Your vitality is so tenacious," the tall and thin man couldn't help but frown, "Isn't it good to accept fate calmly, General Duncan?" ”

"Not good," the burly body lying in the center of the wreckage, almost charred, opened its eyes again, calmly staring at the Annihilation cultist who lived in symbiosis with the dark demon, "Go on, 'If it's not that queen,' what's behind?" ”

The tall, thin man blinked.

Wrong!

He didn't know what was happening, but at this moment, all his instincts suddenly beat violently, and a terrible sense of crisis seemed to overflow from his soul, and he stared at the body that had reopened its eyes, and instinctively wanted to retreat, only to find that his legs refused to carry out the order for a while!

And then, the tall and thin man finally noticed the strange changes in General Duncan's body - his breathing was steady and powerful, his voice was low and calm, his eyes were full of life, this man who was dying a moment ago seemed to have regained all his vitality at this moment!

The general even sat up!

"'If it's not that queen', what's next?" Duncan slowly got up, the burly height of this body allowed him to even look down on the cultist opposite, he stared into the other party's eyes, his tone was serious and calm, "The queen in your mouth refers to the Frost Queen 'Ray Nora'?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the cultist, at the soot jellyfish floating in the air.

The jellyfish is already starting to react.

The Demon could perceive things that mortals could not, and even though the cloud of smoke and dust had no facial features, it could clearly "see" the truth inside the charred body, and now it was trembling, and the trembling was getting stronger and stronger, and wisps of black shadows had escaped from its edge, prying the passage between the deep sea and the real world little by little.

Duncan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: if it weren't for this ghostly demon, it would have been easier for him to continue to pretend that a dying general would actually have some intelligence.

"Who are you?!" Of course, the Annihilation Cultist also reacted, the violent sense of disobedience and the danger signals constantly transmitted by the symbiotic demon were enough to make him realize the seriousness of the matter, even if he couldn't figure out what was going on, he could be sure that the body in front of him was no longer the original soul, "If it's just passing by, then I have no intention of clashing with you......"

"Getting polite?" Duncan raised his eyebrows, feeling that the cultist in front of him was more enlightened than the two he saw in the cemetery, "Then you might as well tell me, what are your plans and those of your fellow citizens, what do you want to do, and what does it have to do with the 'Frost Queen'?" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly looked up at the "soot jellyfish" floating in the air: "Don't escape." ”

The soot jellyfish suddenly shuddered violently, and the black cracks that spread around it scattered and cracked in the blink of an eye, making a piercing tearing sound.

The dark demon is chaotic and unwise, but driven by instinct, it seems that he can also "listen to advice".

It was only then that the tall and thin man realized the fact that his symbiotic demon had just tried to open the dark passage, and a belated fear gripped his mind, but he had no time to communicate with his symbiotic demon at the moment, because the "outsider" who occupied the general's body was casting a calm, cold gaze.

"I ...... It's just a nobody," he looked up into Duncan's eyes, as if trying to squeeze a smile out of his face, "I don't know the whole picture of the plan, you ......"

"So who knows the full picture?" Duncan was expressionless, "Where are they hiding?" ”

"My compatriots...... They ......" the tall, thin man spread his hands and squeezed a smile on his face, "they will be glorified by me—"

Duncan frowned suddenly, and before he could react, a violent surge of energy suddenly came from the cultist's body, and in the next second, his entire body suddenly expanded as if inflated, instantly exploding into a ball of fire!

Duncan only had time to raise his hand, and the dark green flames turned into a curtain, blocking and transforming the oncoming fire and impact, and by the time the explosion dissipated and the surrounding sea gradually returned to calm, the cultist had already been wiped out.

In mid-air, nothing but a cloud of black smoke and dust was left in the air—it was a soot jellyfish that quickly disintegrated and disappeared after losing its symbiotic medium.

Duncan watched this scene in amazement, and it took him a long time to react, but he could only look at the small fragments floating near the wreckage and sighed: "These evil guys are really just ...... Hey, if you don't have a pit in your brain, you won't believe in a cult. ”

He shook his head as he spoke.

The cultist had already blown up to pieces, and it was useless to regret it, but although he couldn't get more clues from the other party, he had already obtained a lot of useful information by "possessing" himself.

And the most useful of this information is undoubtedly the last mention of the "Queen" by the other party.

Sounds like the Queen of Frost who died in rebellion half a century ago...... Caused a great deal of distress to the actions of those cultists? This distress continues to this day, so much so that they have to put a lot of effort into their actions?

Duncan raised his hand and rubbed his chin, raising his gaze thoughtfully.

The night was deep, and the pale light of the Creation of the World reflected the distant sea, and at the end of the sea, the lights of the city-state's coast could be seen.

I don't know where the Dagger Island is, but it's clearly not far from Frost Island.

Let's use this body to go to the frost - it looks a little miserable, but it won't melt away on its own as it was before.

Duncan exhaled and walked to the edge of the wreckage, while calling out to Ay in his heart, ready for it to take him to the coast not far away.

However, in the next second, his movements suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head in some surprise.

This body...... Refusal to obey orders.

(End of chapter)