Alice left.

Duncan didn't know how much the puppet had understood, but at least one thing, she was aware of the dangers of the "key" now, and she probably wouldn't think about winding up until she figured out the truth about the thing.

Outside the window, the sun was already sinking, and two brilliant rune rings were gradually approaching the distant horizon, and the golden-red light that diffused the entire sea spilled through the window and into the room.

Duncan sat at the desk by the window, quietly staring at the brass key, watching the sunlight cover its infinity symbol-like handle, the fine patterns seemed to come to life in the sunlight, and the light and shadow showed a flowing texture.

After a brief moment of thought and hesitation, Duncan took a light breath and reached for the key.

A tiny glow of green light appeared on the fingertips and gradually seeped into the key.

He hadn't planned to use the Spirit Fire to study the key, because the power of the flame was very likely to destroy the key's transcendent nature, and even if it wasn't, it might affect its original nature, but now he couldn't care about it so much.

Gotta figure out Lei? What exactly Nora had left in the key - on this premise, he could only be careful not to burn the thing too violently with the power of the spirit fire, while carefully perceiving any small information from the flames, and being prepared to extinguish the flames as soon as it felt wrong.

The flames flowed like water, between his fingers and the key, and the dark green light and shadow seeped into the latter's brass surface, and in Duncan's perception, his flames ............ It was as if they were sinking into a vast and chaotic place.

He slowly closed his eyes, and then began to observe the "world" behind the key with the vision of the spreading flames.

Fog, the boundless fog flowing like dust and smoke, undulating in the field of vision, sometimes condensed, sometimes dispersed, and wherever the flames could see, there was nothing but chaos.

Duncan "observed" the fog in front of him in confusion, only to see the same uniform chaos in all directions.

He knew that this was the "real" inside the key, and that he was doing the same thing as when he first explored the puppet's coffin, but the situation here was completely different from the inside of the coffin.

After a moment of silence in the endless fog, Duncan felt that the flames were still spreading steadily, and the key itself showed no signs of damage or destruction, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then tentatively moved his vision in a certain direction.

But as soon as he moved forward, he felt the texture of a foreign object coming from his palm.

Key?

Duncan immediately thought of the brass key he held in his hand in the real world, and then he realized another thing - he actually had a "body" in this fog?

He still clearly remembers that the last time he looked at the puppet's coffin, he only had one? Vision"!

Why this change? Is it because the nature of the two transcendent items is different? Or is it because of some unknown change in his own power?

Duncan's doubts rose sharply, and at the same time, he subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the "foreign object" in his palm.

A cuboid with a black shell, indistinguishable from metal and plastic, lay silently in the palm of his hand.

Duncan froze.

The thing was only about half the length of a palm, two fingers wide, and its smooth surface was clearly some kind of artifact, and under its pitch-black shell, some fine lines of unknown moldings or internal structure could be faintly seen, and at one end, there were complex metal ports with a series of neat raised structures.

It looks ............ It's like a ............ "readable device" that can be connected to some kind of machine to store data or act as an initiator.

Duncan held the black cuboid in front of his eyes, scrutinizing every inch of it with astonishment

He thought of a USB flash drive from "another world", or a removable hard drive, but the interface specifications of this thing were obviously not what he was familiar with.

And after observing it for a long time, another thing suddenly came to his mind.

In Purander, in the branch of history that was burned by the fire, he saw the "Sons of the Sun" who invaded the city-state holding a large black umbrella in their hands, which had a complex structure and seemed to be advanced and sophisticated............

Duncan recalled the black umbrella he had seen in Plain, and carefully observed the cuboid device in his hand, and finally confirmed that the black umbrella of the Sun Heir did not seem to be the same as the painting style of the strange "device" in front of him, they seemed to be the product of two technical routes or design styles, but they had something in common.

Precise, advanced, complex, and from the outside, it seems to be far beyond the technological level of today's world.

At least, it's not like what the city-states of the Infinite Sea can make or have made today.

And this kind of thing seems to have a unique name in this world:

Blasphemy archetypes.

A dog once described them as follows:

There are some histories in this world that have been "locked in," and the things that have been born in these forbidden histories are blasphemous archetypes, and often their very existence is harmful to real-world creatures

This "black box" that looks like some kind of data device............ Is it a "blasphemy archetype"?

Duncan frowned slightly and looked at the gadgetter in his hand as he thought about its connection to the brass key he held in his hand in the real world, when a strange, low roar suddenly came from a very high and far distance, interrupting his thoughts.

Duncan looked up in disbelief and looked in the direction the voice had come from.

In the next second, he saw a strong light suddenly appear in the endless chaotic mist that enveloped the entire space, and the light came from afar, like a meteor that was falling violently, and then formed a raging fireball in the mist!

It whistled over Duncan's head and gradually decreased in altitude as it flew, the fog was washed away, something massive was outlined in the dazzling mass of fire, and Duncan saw an entity propelled by the flames-

It resembles three spindles bundled together, and at the end of each spindle you can see a huge stream of light gushing out of the thrusters, and on the shell of the spindle you can see thick smoke billowing out, and the firelight is full of shocking explosions and tears............

Without a reference, Duncan could not tell the size of the "trimaran" that was speeding through the sky, but he could feel the strong shock and coercion of the behemoth figure wrapped in flames and smoke, it might be bigger than a city-state, even bigger than many city-states combined, it might have taken a long journey, passed the stars on some astronomical scale, it glided and fell in this foggy illusion, and in Duncan's stunned gaze, The fall ended with an earth-shattering explosion -

With an explosion that could shake almost the entire space-time, the "Ark of the Giants", which was composed of three spindles, disintegrated

It split into three parts, turning into three flaming fireballs, three piercing trails wrapped in smoke and scattered deep into the fog.

Far away, a distance that cannot be reached by foot strength alone.

And Duncan suspected that even if he could teleport thousands of miles, he might not be able to reach the place where the three pieces of wreckage fell.

Because of this fog............ What is recorded is nothing more than an incident that happened in the distant past.

A slight heat came from the palm of his hand, Duncan lowered his head, and saw a brass key lying quietly in his hand, the handle at the end of the brass key like an infinite symbol was emitting a faint light, and the fine lines slowly wandered in the shimmer, and outlined into a recognizable symbol:

"New Hope"

"Boom!"

An illusory roar suddenly exploded in his mind, and the fog around Duncan suddenly dissipated into darkness, and then, the light and shadow changed, and the familiar bedroom scenery returned to view.

Deng was sure of his composure, feeling that his senses were rapidly recovering, and he looked down again, seeing that the brass key was still lying quietly in his hand.

The key no longer heats up, no longer glows, and the fine lines on the handle of the key no longer wander away, the characters that used to appear in front of you............ It's like a bubble that dissipates when you wake up from a dream.

But Duncan still vividly remembered what he had seen, the name, the New Hope.

He frowned, quickly got up and took the notebook on the desk, wrote the words "New Hope" on it, and quickly recorded the scene he saw in the "vision", and after writing down all these things, he breathed a sigh of relief and resumed his original sitting posture.

In this world, it is unlikely that anything can affect his memory and thinking, but the necessary caution cannot be without.

Completing the record, Duncan fell into deep thought.

He didn't know what the cause and effect of what he saw, what the connection or "transformation" process was between the black data device and the brass key in the "illusion", and he didn't know where the fallen ark ship was now, but he believed it............ What I see is not some delusional illusion.

It was a real scene that had ever happened, a real history that had happened in this world in the distant past, in the years before the city-state era began.

There is a huge spaceship that crashes into this world, and in the process of crashing there is an explosion, and the wreckage is scattered on the earth.

Duncan exhaled softly.

He put the key away and looked up at Vision 001, which had almost completely fallen into the sea, out of the window

"Now............ It's a lot of fun. ”