The fire spread faster and faster than Duncan had imagined.

He just lit a small fire at the edge of the huge "pillar" and was ready to wait for it to spread slowly, but he didn't expect that small fire to grow into a monstrous flame that shone into the deep sea—under the weight of hundreds of millions of tons of seawater, the strange nature of the raging fire was very common.

Transcendent things are the best fuel for the spirit flame, and the tentacles of the ancient gods are naturally "extraordinary", but even so, this flame still burns too violently and too quickly.

It's as if some force is creating a catalyst and enhancing the power of the spiritual fire.

Is it due to the special environment of the deep sea itself? Or is the ancient god's tentacle actively "cooperating"?

Duncan frowned slightly, feeling the vast amount of information that the flames were transmitting to him—fragmented information, interspersed with a large number of distorted noises and fragments of light and shadow of unknown meaning, which seemed to have escaped uncontrollably from the collapse of the "tentacles".

For the average human, even the murmur of those "things" might be enough to incur madness, but Duncan only found them trivial and deranged—he struggled to discern useful information from the distorted noises, and before all the noise died down, he finally "heard" some intelligible "sounds".

In the seawater, his eyes suddenly widened, and with a little stunnedness, he stared at the ancient god's tentacle that was rapidly crumbling and disintegrating in the spiritual fire.

“LH-01？ Pilot One?! ”

In the void, there seemed to be a roar coming from the deep sea, and the false clone of the old gods finally completely disintegrated, all the noise was gone, and there was no sound to answer Duncan's question for this moment—in the sudden silence that seemed to be filled with endless emptiness, only a hazy thought crept through his mind like a phantom in the fog—

"Thank you, fire-usurper."

Duncan blinked, his mind filled with thoughts and countless astonishing speculations and associations, and it wasn't long before he began to think about whether to continue exploring this place, whether to continue diving deeper, a flickering flash of fire suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw that Aye, who had been flying around him, suddenly flickered violently, like a projection of poor contact, and the fire light of the pigeon's whole body became flickering, and it began to flap its wings rapidly, making a sharp and staccato call: "Your ...... The signal quality is poor, please check the ...... Your hardware ...... Remote Server ...... Waiting for ......"

Duncan's eyes froze and he waved his hand to teleport Aye back, and the next second Ay returned to the Lost Land, he noticed that the "temporary shell" he was using was rapidly collapsing.

Large and small cracks filled the whole body of this "rough" body in the blink of an eye, and the faint green flames jumping in the cracks were rapidly escaping.

In the surrounding waters, the floating "humanoids" began to show the same signs of disintegration, and countless humanoid bodies quickly turned into black debris and sank towards the pitch-black "frost floating island" in the deep sea.

The erroneous clone of the Old God was incinerated by the flames, and the rough human body around the floating islands in the deep sea collapsed, except for the floating island itself, which may have been the "original blueprint", and everything in the deep sea was rapidly disintegrating and dissipating, returning to ...... "normal state at the beginning of design".

Duncan's mind quickly figured out the cause and effect of these changes, and in the next second, he felt his consciousness forcibly "bounce" from the shell, which was no longer sustainable.

Before his perception was interrupted, there was only one thought in his mind—

It's a pity that this shell, which is adapted to the deep-sea environment, thought it could be used for a long time, but it turned out to be a one-time ......

The low roar of the pressurized water tank draining outward echoed through the submersible, and with a slight vibration, the entire machine began to accelerate to the surface.

Duncan at the console sighed regretfully, remembering the "temporary shell" he had just lost, and checking the state of the machine.

The deep-sea turbulence caused by the collapse of the massive "pillar" hit the submersible, which was slowly rising, but fortunately caused little damage.

Agatha's frightened voice came from the side: "Just now...... What is that?! ”

She raised her hand and pointed out the porthole, pointing to the dark deep sea that was rapidly recovering to its dimness - but in the endless darkness, there were still some residual green glows that erupted from time to time, and the massive dark green streamers seemed to be burning rapidly along the debris of some size, and it was as if a series of explosions were erupting in that darkness.

Outside the submersible, there was a chaotic current, and the noise of the machine and the occasional thumping of the hull were terrifying.

There's no doubt about what's going on down there.

“…… I have found the source of the Frost Crisis, in the center of the deep-sea floating island that is suspected to be the 'Creation Blueprint', there is an ancient god tentacle of astonishing size, it is a false copy of the Netherworld Lord—his existence affects the entire sea," Duncan turned his head slightly, glancing at Agatha, who was obviously waiting for an explanation, "For the past fifty years, the Frost Queen's soul has been appeasing that false replica, and it has been holding out for too long. ”

Agatha's mouth slowly opened wide.

She didn't expect that Captain Duncan would be able to bring back such sensational information by using the "avatar" to take a look!

She was stunned for a long time before she finally woke up and subconsciously said, "That'...... And then what? And then what happened? ”

"It's burning." Duncan was succinct.

Agatha didn't react for a moment: "...... Go up in flames? ”

"Burned," Duncan repeated, gesturing up to the porthole, "don't you see?" I lit the fire. ”

"No, it's not that I didn't understand you, I do...... No, I don't understand, I don't understand very much," Agatha was a little incoherent, she had never been so helpless in the face of hundreds of cultists in that strange and evil sacrificial ground, but in front of Captain Duncan, an existence who never seemed to play her cards according to common sense, her sanity always seemed insufficient, "you just ...... Go up in flames? An ancient god...... Even if it's just a false copy of the Old Gods...... You're going to burn it? ”

Of course, Duncan knew that Agatha would definitely react like this, but he really didn't know how to explain the vast details, so he could only think about it for a long time, and shrugged helplessly: "Seriously, I was also surprised, he was flammable more than I thought. ”

Agatha: "......"

After a moment of silence, the young janitor's mind finally reconnected: "That...... What about the soul of the Frost Queen? Also 'burned' by you? ”

"She's free, but I don't know where she's going to go—maybe we'll meet again," Duncan said honestly in every word, "and I talked to her about a lot of things, including her experiences, the secrets of the deep sea, and some ...... of our world The truth. Much of it is disruptive. ”

"Very disruptive?" Agatha didn't seem to have recovered from the impact of "burning" just now, and at this time, her thinking was obviously a little slow, and she only subconsciously spoke after listening to Duncan's words, "What kind of subversive?" ”

"The subversive nature of burning incense and praying to write a will, and then listening to the need to quarantine for a psychiatric examination," Duncan glanced sideways at her, "I'll tell you, after we get back to safe land and make sure you're ready." ”

Even as a gatekeeper who has experienced many tests and is extremely tenacious, Agatha still subconsciously felt a nervous tension after hearing Duncan's words.

This "captain" who can even return to subspace would use such a solemn and serious tone...... What kind of secret did he know in that cold and boundless darkness?

At the same time, Duncan had returned from the fog-sealed "bachelor apartment" on the Lost Land and returned to his captain's room.

At the edge of the chart table, a dark goat's head creaked and turned its neck, obsidian-inlaid eyes that focused on the captain.

"Name?" It asked, one at a glance.

"Duncan Abnomar," Duncan waved his hand and sat down at the table, glancing up at the goat's head again, "I've been away for too long?" ”

"You're too far away," the goathead seemed relieved, and his tone immediately recovered, "I feel that a wisp of your will has traveled to a far, far away place, so far that it is difficult for even the Lost Country to capture, don't be angry, I am also worried about your safety, after all, such a large ship still depends on the wise captain to lead ......"

"Alright, I know how loyal, reliable, diligent, and considerate you are, don't worry, it's just a long but short journey, and it doesn't make a difference—what is Alice doing?"

"Miss Alice?" The goat's head paused, then said, "She was resting in her cabin just now...... Ah, she came to the captain's quarters, and seemed to be in a hurry. ”

As soon as the goat's head finished speaking, a rush of footsteps came from the deck outside the door, and Alice's familiar breath appeared outside the door.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, Duncan spoke first: "Come in." ”

In the next second, two knocks on the door came, and then the puppet let out an "oh" outside with an afterthought, opened the door and walked into the room.

"Captain! Captain, Captain! As soon as she entered the house, Alice hurried up to Duncan, and before the latter could speak, she crackled and said, "Something's wrong!" I just dreamed! I just had a dream! ”

Duncan originally had a lot of things to say to Alice, but he didn't expect the other party to act in a hurry than himself, which made him frown: "You had a dream?" What did you dream about? ”

"I can't remember the specifics!" Alice said confidently, "It feels like I'm in a dream...... A little awesome? It's like the feeling you've said before...... Seems to have a brain? ”

(Push book time, the title of the book "Shepherd's Tantra", Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow, the author has previously written about the blood of mercury, the player's super justice, and the character guarantee, which is worth a look.) ）

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