Although they are both cults, the Sun Cult and the Annihilation Cult have very different characteristics, which also leads to Duncan having to take into account their "characteristics" when dealing with the actions of these cultists.

The essence of the Annihilation Cultists is to gain power and transform themselves through a contract with demons, although these dark cultists clearly believe in the Dark Lord, their "gods" do not actually respond to this relationship, so in addition to the supernatural power of blasphemy, the Annihilation Cultists as a whole are still a mortal group, and their actions and restrictions will also be based on the identity of "humans" - no matter how loud they shout the name of the Holy Lord, this group of madmen actually has little to do with the ancient gods.

If their sect is divided into "tower structures", then from the powerless ordinary believers at the bottom, to the priestly class who can summon demons, to the so-called "saints" at the top, who seem to be completely invisible, they are trying to climb to the so-called "truth" at the top of the tower, but the "dark lord" at the top of the tower does not want to deal with them.

This is not the case with the Solar Cult – the "structural transmission" of the Solar Cult is top-down.

At the top is the dying "Black Sun", the poor old god in a state of near death and slumber has bred powerful descendants called "Heirs", these "Heirs" pay close attention to and shelter the humanoid monsters called "Remnants", that is, those sun residues, and further down, there are those large numbers of delirious Sun believers, and these mortal believers did not worship the Black Sun spontaneously, but the power of the Black Sun leaked into the reality dimension, resulting in the aberrations of the human spirit, only to be transformed into a believer out of thin air.

Therefore, from a certain point of view, the entire "Sun Sect" can be regarded as a "growth" of an ancient god, a branch structure of the Black Sun's power and flesh and blood.

When facing the Annihilation Sect, we should think of them as human beings, but when facing the Sun Sect, we should first regard "it" as a chaotic ancient god - every heir, every residue, is the tentacles of the ancient gods that twitch and spasm unconsciously in their slumber.

These tentacles sneak into the Nameless Dream, some kind of "instinct" from the higher levels is driving them to steal the "sun" from the Nameless Dream, and given their upper nature, the way these guys enter the Nameless Dream may be simpler and cruder than the Annihilation...... It's also more dangerous.

Duncan exhaled softly, putting aside his thoughts for a moment.

"After this Nameless Dream is over, let the rabbi confirm where the ship is as soon as possible," he said to Lucrecia in his heart, "the sooner the better—provided that you don't alarm the 'saint.'" ”

Lucrecia's voice hesitated for a few seconds before it came, "Are you ...... Worried about the elves being sacrificed? ”

"Judging from the dream ritual, their lives will not be in danger for the time being, but those cultists may have other rituals, and there may be more than two elves on that ship," Duncan said in a serious tone, "This is one of the reasons, and the other reason, I am very concerned about the 'goat's head' in their hands - the essence of the goat's head may really be the 'fragment of the ancient gods', if this is the case, then this fragment must not continue to remain in the hands of a group of cultists, who knows what new operation they will do next?" ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as soon as Duncan's voice fell, he felt a faint ...... coming from Lucrecia's "mark" The mood changed, and the witch's mood seemed to be inexplicably better?

"Understood, I'll plan this with the rabbi well," Lucrecia's voice rang out, "and in a few days, I'll find the ship." ”

"Hmm."

Duncan replied inwardly, then he exhaled and turned his head to look at the chart table.

The pitch-black goat's head carved was calmly watching this way—though it seemed motionless at the moment, it had already turned an angle just now.

It woke up, but it didn't speak.

Duncan walked over to the chart table, his gaze sweeping over the table.

The lush, mysterious forest projected on the charts had replaced the previous ocean markers and routes, and the phantom of the ship representing the Lost Land was slowly moving over the forest sea.

The goat's head on the edge of the table followed Duncan's footsteps, slowly moving his gaze.

After some time, the taciturn goathead (to be honest, Duncan felt that this word was a bit out of place on the goat's head) finally broke the silence: "Here you go again, friend...... You seem to have changed a little. ”

"Change?" Duncan raised an eyebrow, "What kind of change?" ”

"I can't say it, but you seem to be more ...... now than you were before It makes me feel safe," the goat head said slowly, "before, I was confused and nervous when you were here, I couldn't understand your presence, but now, although I still don't know who you are, that confusion and tension is gone. ”

Duncan silently stared into the goat's eyes.

He knew that it was his "method" that took effect this time.

Before nine o'clock in the evening, he entered the reflection of the Lost Country through the mirror, just as Agatha did - and when the transformation took place after nine o'clock, he became a part of the "dream ship" directly with the change of reflection.

In other words, he went from being an "intruder" to being "his own person" in this dream.

After many attempts to get fruitful, Duncan found a way to truly "get here", and now he can finally move freely here - whether it's exploring the ship or taking the helm, or piloting the ship into the dark mist, it won't wake up Silandis, it won't wake the goathead again.

"Probably because we're finally acquainted," Duncan laughed, and of course he couldn't reveal the existence of a dream to a sleeping mental entity, so he put it another way, "That's a good thing." ”

"Familiar?" The goathead turned its head slightly, as if it had been momentarily thought about by Duncan's words, and its muddy, half-asleep state seemed to be a little less than the last time they met, but it was still a little sluggish, "Ah, this seems to be a good thing...... We're better friends now. ”

Duncan thought for a moment and gave up the idea of going to the bridge to "take the helm" now, and instead sat down in the high-backed chair behind the chart table.

He looked at the goat's head, which was staring at him wordlessly, and asked a cautious question, "Where is Sirantis now?" ”

The goathead turned its head, as if surprised by Duncan's question—it was rarely hesitant, and only after this almost human reaction did it slowly speak: "Sirantis is here, everywhere. ”

"Right here? Every place? Can you explain a little bit clearly? Duncan frowned, then added, "I don't mean it badly, I just want to...... Talk to her. I don't know if you can understand it, but she's in danger and there's a group of ill-intentioned people who want to hurt Silantis, and I hope to find her before they do. ”

Duncan didn't know if the second half of his explanation had any effect, but after a moment of silence, the goathead did speak.

“…… This is Silandis," it looked into Duncan's eyes, "you're already inside Silandis—you're in her mind, you're in her memories, it's the frontier, it's the hinterland, but ...... There's no way you're going to see her. ”

Listening to the first half of the goat's head, Duncan instantly understood, but the other party's last sentence made him stunned: "Why?" ”

Because Silantis hadn't remembered herself yet—she wasn't a definite presence until she remembered everything...... And now, she didn't want to wake up. ”

"You mean, Sirantis is now in the dark fog of some kind of spirit body, because she can't form a complete consciousness of herself, so she is an invisible being at the moment?" Duncan immediately understood what the other party meant, and then couldn't help but ask, "Is there any other way for me to meet her?" Or just establish communication. ”

He remembered his previous experience of "steering" the dream ship, the streamers that appeared in the darkness and the voices in the streamers—he was sure that they were the thoughts of Silandis, but those "thoughts" seemed to be in another dimension, and did not respond to his call at all.

This time, the goathead was silent for longer than before.

It didn't take long before it finally spoke—

"Let her sleep a little longer, just a little longer...... It won't take long for her to settle them down......"

……

The chaotic wind suddenly blew in his ears, and the sand and dust instantly covered his vision.

However, before Vanna subconsciously raised her hand to block the sand, the wind and sand stopped in front of her, and a voice came from the wind: "Traveler, we meet again." ”

Vanna immediately looked in the direction from which the voice had come.

In the dust that gradually subsided, the figure of the giant became clear.

He sat among a pile of crumbling black boulders, beside which lay the exaggerated "cane", the "bonfire" that had been burning for an unknown amount of time had long since been extinguished, and at the giant's feet there was only a pile of ashes that were still bubbling with a faint heat and sparks.

Vanna lifted her gaze and looked around.

It was still the place where he had said goodbye to the giant, it was still the shelter from the wind, it was still the campfire, and he had returned to this "place" very accurately, and the giant seemed to have been waiting for him.

"I said we'd meet again soon," the giant smiled softly, his face wrinkled, "you see, the fire is still hot." ”

"You've been waiting for me here?" Vanna was a little surprised, "I thought ......"

"It's just a little waiting," said the giant calmly, "and there's nothing left of the place anyway, and there's nothing I have to do—waiting, somewhat." ”

He paused, then looked up and looked into the distance.

"Just as you're here, Traveler...... If you don't have a goal at the moment, I want to take you somewhere. ”

(Ask for a commuter pass during the double period!) ）

(End of chapter)