"What do you say? They pushed up a goat's head wood carving?! ”

Duncan's voice came from the mirror on the dresser, with a shock that could not be concealed.

"Yes, a black carved wooden goat's head," Lucrecia said quickly, glancing over at the crystal ball on the table next to her, discerning the image that had emerged from the crystal ball, which the rabbi had come directly from the cultist's assembly hall, "looks a lot like the 'first mate' on the Lost Land...... No, can't say it's very similar, it's exactly the same! ”

"What else? What was the goat's head doing when it was pushed up? In the mirror in front of Lucrecia, Duncan's figure leaned forward slightly, "Is it communicating with those cultists?" ”

“…… No," Lucretia shook her head as she looked at the blurry image in the crystal ball, "This goat's head seems to be 'dead'...... When it was pushed up, it was motionless and looked like it was a wood carving...... The cultists were performing rituals around the goat's head, lighting candlesticks and burning incense, and the goat's head, which they called the 'Dream Skull', was still unresponsive. ”

Duncan in the mirror frowned tightly.

He knew that the rabbi would be able to send back a lot of valuable information from the cultists' stronghold, but he didn't expect the rabbit to send back information that would be so valuable - from the beginning of the cultists' gathering until now, he and Lucrethea had been paying attention to the rabbin's constant news, and the most shocking of these news was the current scene.

The annihilation of the cultists...... There is also a goat's head that is exactly the same as the "first mate" on the Lost Country!?

And judging by the situation on the ground, this is the reason why they were able to freely enter and exit the Dream of the Nameless?

In the mirrored dimension connected by the mirror, Duncan stood in the darkness and fell into thought, and it was a long time before he raised his head and his gaze swept around.

This is the world in the mirror—though according to Agatha, it would be more accurately described here as "the reflection of the Lost on the edge of the spiritual realm and reality."

As far as his eyes could see, he was familiar with the Lost Homeland, but the whole ship was shrouded in a paradoxical, unorthodox and strange atmosphere, and his gaze passed through the window next to him, and he could see that the deck outside was shrouded in darkness, and the sky and sea in the distance took on a texture similar to that of the spirit world, and a hazy glow shone near the side of the ship, and its silhouette seemed to be inexplicably disturbed, slowly undulating and shaking like a reflection in the water.

Behind him was a familiar view of the captain's quarters, chart tables, shelves, precious tapestries on the walls, and...... A silent goat's head on the edge of a chart table.

All of this is shrouded in a strange dimness, even if there are oil lamps hanging on the wall next to it, even if there are lights everywhere in the room, the dimness seems to be imprinted in this space, always reminding those who come here that this is not a real dimension.

The only thing in the room that glowed softly, reassuringly was the oval mirror in front of Duncan at this moment—the mirror that reflected the scene in Lucrecia's room, the "temperature" from the real dimension.

Duncan turned and walked slowly to the chart table, looking at the goat's head carving that was sitting quietly on the table, which did not react to his approach, like ...... The "Dream Skull" used by the cultists to perform rituals at the assembly hall.

After looking at the dark wood carving for a moment, Duncan reached out and patted the goat's head.

If it were in the real world on the other side of the mirror, this move would definitely be exchanged for an overwhelming noise, and the goathead would never let go of this opportunity to speak.

And yet here, in the "reflection" of the Lost Homeland, the goat's head still waits quietly, as if it were ...... Not yet awakened.

Footsteps came from the side, and Duncan turned his head to see Agatha coming to his side.

"Captain, there are still thirty minutes before the Nameless Dream is 'activated,'" said the lady who "lives" in the mirror world, "and according to my last experience, the reflection of the Lost will be transformed into the ship that sails in the dark mist, and this 'wood carving' in front of you will also be 'alive'. ”

“…… Yes, alive, but still not quite like the 'first mate' I'm familiar with, it's another goat's head—and in the hands of the Annihilators, there's another goat's head," Duncan said slowly, with a thoughtful look on his face, "They used a goat's head that they found out of nowhere to enter the Nameless Dream, this ...... Reasonable, but beyond my expectations. “

Agatha hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Are there many 'goat heads'?" ”

“…… I used to think there was only one," Duncan shook his head, "and so did it itself." ”

"I remember you saying that the 'first mate' was brought out of the subspace, if it was subspace...... Maybe anything is possible, maybe the 'goatheads' or even a group there......"

Agatha paused as she spoke, apparently feeling that her assumption was a bit far-fetched.

Duncan didn't speak, he just looked at the goat's head on the table, which was silent like a real wood carving, and pondered for some time before muttering softly, "Broken up......

Agatha heard the captain's muttering, but was confused: "Huh? ”

Duncan didn't respond to her question, but shook his head slightly: "It seems that there is one more reason to capture those annihilation cultists alive...... This time, not only will we have to find a way to capture their people alive, but we will also have to find a way to capture their ships. ”

"As long as you know where the ship is, there is no earthly ship that can escape the pursuit of the Lost Land." Agatha said immediately.

Duncan glanced at the former gatekeeper with some surprise: "You're pretty confident - you probably haven't seen the battle of the Lost Country." ”

"But the books of the Church of the Dead contain tons of horrific descriptions of the Lost Land," Agatha said, "and it is said that you have wiped out in an instant the freshly built battleship of the Pope of Banster—even in front of the Ark of Pilgrimage, in front of an entire fleet. No matter how you think about it, there's no way those cultists can build a ship more powerful than the Ark of Pilgrimage. ”

Duncan's expression froze a little instantly, and after two or three seconds of embarrassment, he shook the corners of his mouth: "I'll just take it as a compliment." ”

Agatha also seemed to react to the embarrassment of this topic, and she quickly changed the subject stiffly: "Captain, what do you think of the purpose of those cultists?" ”

"The purpose? Are you saying their interest in Shirley and Dog, or is it their goal of collaboration with those 'Sun Followers'? ”

"Both." Agatha nodded.

"It's to be expected that they're interested in Shirley and Dog - no Annihilation Cultist with three normal views will be unaffected by the sight of Dog, and judging by the Saint's behavior, the phenomenon of 'Dark Demons Have Reason' seems to have a special meaning to them," Duncan said as he recalled the information from the rabbin, "and the Saint mentioned 'the last piece of the puzzle on the path to promotion...... This sentence makes me very concerned.

"As for their 'collaboration' with those followers of the Sun......"

Duncan stopped abruptly at this point, and after thinking quietly for a while, he broke his silence: "The target of those Annihilation Cultists is the 'tree', which is easy to understand, and it should refer to the World Tree Silandis, and the goal of those followers of the sun is the 'sun'......"

He frowned and raised his head, as if to look through the dimensions of time and space, to some "star" that hung high in the dreams of the Nameless and existed in some ancient memory of the past.

“…… How are they going to get the 'sun'? ”

The captain's room was quiet for a while, and Agatha didn't know how to answer the captain's question, and after a while, Lucrecia's voice suddenly came from a mirror not far away, breaking the silence:

"Dad, the rabbi said that the cultists seem to be about to take the final step in the ritual."

Duncan immediately looked up at the mechanical clock hanging on the opposite wall.

On the dial, which appears to be mirrored left and right, the hands are rotating counterclockwise, slowly pointing to nine o'clock.

The Nameless Dream is about to come alive.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced again at the charts on the table next to him.

Even in this "reflective" world, the charts in the captain's room at the moment show the normal trajectory of the Lost in the Infinite Sea, which is now about a thousand nautical miles north of Light Wind Harbor, and continues to sail north, further away from the city-state.

The "test" is about to come to a conclusion, but Duncan actually has a vague feeling that even if the Lost Country is kept away from the Breeze, and the goat's head runs so far away, the Nameless Dream will still appear - the Brewind Harbor will still be shrouded in the dream, and the reflection of the Lost Country will still change as before.

Because dusk is near.

Because the "sun" is becoming gentle, and those who have been exiled will return to the reality dimension - just like the "warrior" who suddenly fell into reality and eventually turned into an unspeakable mass, the so-called dream of the nameless is only returning to the realm of reality from oblivion and exile.

All of these changes will happen irreversibly at dusk, and the arrival of the Lost in Haven will only speed up the activation of the Nameless Dream.

As the "saint" declared, this so-called "deep sea age" is now approaching its "last second seed".

"Lucy, report on the progress observed by the rabbin." Duncan said suddenly.

Lucrecia's voice was immediately heard in the mirror: "Yes, the chosen cultists have gathered around the 'Dream Skull', and they are waiting for the final sacrifice ceremony......

"The saint is ordering the 'Blood Food' to be brought into the hall.

“…… It's two scarred elves. ”

(I have a bold idea!) ）

(End of chapter)