Evidently, Morris had by this time burned a burning zeal for the search for the truth—in the eyes of the old gentleman, the cultists who were feared by ordinary people had become stacks of walking papers and materials.

"Then the only question is how to get those Annihilation Cultists who have entered the Dream of the Nameless out of the real world," Fanna looked at the energetic old man beside her, and quietly moved a position to the side, "I will contact the Church tomorrow to see if I can strengthen the monitoring and hunt for the Annihilation Cultists in the city-states - they will enter the Dream of the Nameless Ones frequently, and there will be unified command and intelligence exchange, which will definitely be more active than usual." ”

Morris also nodded: "I will also remind the academy side...... Although they probably don't need to be reminded. ”

They were discussing a plan to find out those cultists in the real world, and at this moment, Lucrecia, who had been thinking quietly about the problem, suddenly raised her head and looked at Shirley and Dog: "If it was in the dream of the Nameless, would you still be able to find the cultist from last time?" ”

"It also depends on whether it happens to be nearby, and whether the other party has the courage to enter the Nameless Dream again," Ah Dog shook his head, "And last time Shirley and I severely injured that Annihilation Cultist, although it didn't hurt his body in the real world, his spirit couldn't recover in a short time." ”

Lucrecia listened and nodded thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.

Outside the window, the sun had sunk behind the buildings on the edge of the block, and the crimson glow was spreading along the rooftops, and the golden "sunlight" from the distant sea was mixed with the fading sunset.

Nina suddenly raised her head, looked at the sky outside the window, which was gradually fading, and muttered, "It's getting dark again......"

Her whispers interrupted Duncan's thoughts, and he got up from the couch and paced to the window, quietly watching the street out of the window.

The "knowledge guards" of the Truth Academy were already preparing for the day-night handover, and in front of the security post on the street corner, a group of guards was talking to the sheriff.

There were twice as many defenders as there were in the past, and among them were significantly more well-equipped Upper Priests, perhaps the elite forces drawn from the city-state's Central University.

Propaganda vans drove past the road, urging citizens to end their outdoor activities as soon as possible and return home before the gas lights came on, and tonight's curfew will start an hour earlier - the radio repeatedly reminded citizens who are too late to rush home to immediately go to the nearest guard post for help, and the academy will arrange personnel and vehicles to escort them home as soon as possible.

Farther in the block, the towering spire bell tower is bathed in staggered sunlight and sunset, and the golden-red glow seems to coat the bell tower with a crystal-like coating, and the huge steam pipes extending from the wings of the bell tower are emitting wisps of white mist to warm up for the ringing of the "twilight bell".

No emergency has been declared on the part of the city-state authorities or the academy - but the change in atmosphere can already be discerned in many details in the eyes of those who know everything.

"They're getting ready for tonight," Vanna walked over and whispered beside Duncan, "though there's no evidence yet that the Nameless Dream will reappear tonight......

"I don't know what kind of preparation they have made, and I don't know if their preparation will actually be effective," Duncan shook his head slightly, "So far we still don't know anything about the workings of that 'dream', only that it may be related to some 'trait' of the elven race as a whole, and we can't help them in this regard." ”

"We all have a lot of problems to solve," Vanna's tone was somewhat serious, "If the Nameless Dream reappears, we don't know what will happen - we may be scattered and swept up in the dream again, we may appear in a different place than before, we may encounter enemies, and we may go directly into the dangerous areas known as the 'Erosion Zone'. ”

Duncan didn't speak, he slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the living room.

The others had gathered, and many eyes were falling on him.

After a brief mutter, Duncan reached forward and opened his palm upward—

The green flames surged and rose beside him, turning his body into an illusory spirit cast by flames, and his gaze focused on his palm, where the spirit fire converged, gradually turning into the brightest and most active flames.

Duncanto held the weightless flame, and with a slight crackling sound, his voice reached everyone's ears: "Come here, touch this flame." ”

Everyone in the living room reacted differently - the most inevitable was astonishment and hesitation.

Of course, they were no strangers to the captain's flames, and in fact, they had been exposed to this spirit fire more than once and to varying degrees, but "instinct" was an irresistible and strange thing, and the extraordinarily active and bright display of the flames was a little different from the "gentle" flames they usually saw on the Lost Land, and it was these slight differences that made them subconsciously a little nervous.

But Nina was the first to come over, and there was even a hint of anticipation on her face - she looked up at her "Uncle Duncan" and a bright smile appeared on her face as usual.

Then she reached out and gently touched the flame in Duncan's palm with her index finger.

Wisps of flame wrapped around her fingertips like water, and then quietly faded.

"It's hot," Nina laughed, turning her head to beckon to Shirley, "It's your turn!" ”

"Got it...... "Got it," Shirley muttered, taking two steps forward a little slowly, muttering as she stretched out her hand, "Captain won't hurt me anyway......"

Duncan nodded to Shirley with a gentle expression, and then reminded again: "Ah Dog needs it too." ”

Ah Gou, who was about to turn his head and walk away, suddenly became excited, raised his head and looked at the flames, his blood-red eyes seemed to be filled with materialized fear: "I...... I don't need it......"

"Yes," Duncan looked at the dark demon with a serious expression, "rest assured, this is only a harmless temporary mark, and as long as you don't have my orders, this flame won't cause any damage to you." ”

Ah Dog is obviously still a little entangled: "I ......"

Duncan didn't wait for it to finish, he turned his hand and pressed it on the dog's head, slamming it the rugged and hard skull.

The dark green flames were empowered, flickering and flowing through the skeleton of the dark hound.

Ah Gou's whole dog trembled instantly, and he only had time to let out an exclamation: "Hey, me......"

Duncan ignored the guy and looked up at the others.

Vana and Morris also approached, each reciting the prayer of their god, and then touching the flame in the captain's hand with a serious expression.

Now, there was only one person left on the scene.

"Lucy," Duncan looked calmly at the "Sea Witch" not far away, "don't worry, it's just a special 'mark' - if the Nameless Dream reappears, the power in the mark may be able to help you." ”

"I know," Lucrecia whispered, with a look of complexity in her eyes, as she looked up at her father's illusory spirit posture in the flames, and the bright, beating flames, and after a few seconds, she finally stepped forward and slowly reached for Duncan, "...... Is this the power of subspace? ”

Duncan looked at her calmly: "This is my power. ”

Lucretia took a soft breath, then stepped forward to touch the flame.

There was no pain, no burning, no expected erosion and negative mental disturbances—she felt only a calming heat, warm and reassuring.

A faint green glow flashed in Lucrecia's eyes.

Then the "Witch of the Sea" turned around, and hurried to the corner of the room, picking up the giant rabbit doll and returning it to Duncan.

The rabbit doll, which had been pretending to be dead for most of the day, finally moved, and writhed vigorously in Lucrecia's hands, and the frightened voice of the little girl came from the cotton-filled body: "Mistress, what are you going to do!" The rabbi is just a rabbit! The rabbi is just a ......"

"Quiet," Lucretia pinched the rabbit doll's back to silence the creepy ragdoll for an instant, then stretched it forward, "Daddy, give Rabi a mark." ”

Duncan didn't react at first, he was curious about the reason for the other party's doing this when he saw Lucrecia bring the doll rabbit over, and then he vaguely thought of something: "This is...... You're going to take this doll into the Nameless Dream? ”

"The rabbi can move in dreams—it dreams," Lucrecia said, "and I wanted to see if it would be swept up in dreams when the Nameless Dream expanded." Previously, the Bright Star was in the harbor, and Rabbi said that it was completely unaware of the anomalies in the city, perhaps because the harbor was too far from the center of the dream eruption, or because the rabbi was too little affected by your power. ”

The rabbit doll struggled again, making a small sound: "I knew the rabbi wouldn't come......"

Lucrecia raised her hand and pressed the rabbit's face to Duncan's hand.

Duncan: "......"

He suddenly felt as if he had become a buffed stake...... That doesn't seem like what he had planned at the beginning?

But in any case, he successfully completed the preparations before falling asleep, and then ...... Just wait to see if the Nameless One's dream will actually happen again tonight, and to verify his many conjectures and plans in the dream.

At that moment, footsteps came from the door of the living room, and Alice and Luni appeared in Duncan's sight pushing the food cart.

"It's dinner time!" Alice said happily, as if she hadn't noticed the atmosphere in the living room, "Are you going to eat in the dining room, or are you in the living room?" ”

(End of chapter)