Looking at the keel that stretched forward in the darkness, Duncan seemed to be able to determine its origin, as well as the "transaction" that took place in the depths of subspace a century ago.

But he always felt as if he was ignoring something, and he always felt that this was not the message that the Lost Country was trying to convey to himself—at least not all of it.

He raised the lantern in his hand, and the flame of the lamp lit by the spiritual fire became a little brighter, illuminating the surroundings with a faint glow, making the details of the surface of the keel more visible, and the light of the fire reflected in the void areas beyond the keel, and spread out in the dark mist.

There were many shadows in the fog, as if there were many things hidden.

Agatha's shadow followed, and she got up in the fog and stood dimly beside her: "This one...... Will the spine come from the elven legend of the great demon god, Sassroca? ”

"It's highly likely," Duncan nodded slightly, "and I'm afraid that only a god-level existence can have such a spine." ”

"Goatheads......" Agatha hesitated, she seemed to be in a state of confusion, sorting out the right words for a long time, "I mean all the goatheads, including those on the Lost Country, in this dream world, and the 'goatheads' in the hands of the cultists, and the 'goatheads' that may still be unknown, what do you think is the relationship between them and Saxloca?" ”

She paused, then continued: "That goat's head says that Sassoca died a long time ago, and it wasn't Saskarca, but now it seems that 'they' are inextricably linked to the elves' 'primordial dream', and now we have found this 'keel' under the Lost Land...... You don't remember how you got it in subspace, do you? ”

Of course, Agatha didn't know that Duncan was not the original "captain" of the Lost Land, and naturally thought that it was Duncan who made an agreement with Goathead in subspace a hundred years ago and signed the contract, and the latter often mentioned that she had lost a lot of memories in the process of regaining her humanity, so she took it for granted that this keel was also one of Duncan's lost memories.

Duncan didn't answer directly, just nodded slightly, and then muttered for a few seconds before speaking thoughtfully: "Perhaps, all goat heads are part of Saxloca." ”

Agatha was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, "So, Miss Lucrecia is right to call the 'goatheads' in the hands of those Annihilation Cultists 'Fragments of the Old Gods'...... And these ancient god fragments are in different states, and they can't recognize themselves...... Some of them still remember things related to Saskarca or Silandis, while others seem to have no mind or reason at all......"

Duncan was silent, but looked at the spine of astonishing scale in his field of vision and fell into thought, and after a long time he suddenly spoke: "Let the conjecture be more daring, the 'goat's head' may just be a manifestation of the fragment of the ancient gods, and the spine in front of us is obviously another form of the 'fragment of the ancient gods', and it cannot be ruled out that there are other forms of fragments of the ancient gods: a tree, a person, a stone, a corpse...... They could all be remnants of Saxoka.

"After all, according to the elves in ancient mythology, Saxoka has an infinite number of forms - which may also explain why the goat's head, which is suspected to be a fragment of the Old God, is small enough to fit on a nautical table, while the same 'fragment', this spine can hold up the entire Lost Nation."

Duncan spoke in a calm tone about the possibility he had in mind, and the picture it described was terrifying—even the former "gatekeeper" Agatha shuddered as she tried to imagine the state of the Great Demon God.

She couldn't help but speak: "What kind of power is it...... Would a 'god' become like this? It became like this...... A state of disintegration? ”

She just spoke subconsciously, not expecting any answer from the captain.

However, after a moment of silence, Duncan spoke, as if talking to himself, and he said slowly—

“…… But the second blueprint also failed, and the Dream King was torn apart on the second night of Genesis, and a part of him drifted across the borders of the real world......"

Agatha was stunned for a moment, her shadow swaying slightly in the light, the edges of the shadow blurred, and soon she remembered the origin of these sentences: "This is what is recorded in the 'book of blasphemy'......"

Duncan nodded lightly: "Yes, the 'Creation Myth' of the Annihilation Cultists, the story before the opening of the Deep Sea Age, the King of Dreams used his authority to create the world, but it was torn apart in the long night. ”

"Saslovka is one of the Forsaken Kings!" Agatha reacted, "This 'Great Demon God' in the ancient legend of the elves is the 'King of Dreams' who tried to reshape the world in the second long night?!" ”

"I've had this idea for a long time, because their authority is so similar," Duncan said, "but for a long time, the ancient legends of the elves have lacked empirical support, and many of the legends and miracles of Saskoka, as an element of belief unique to the elven race, are contrary to the records and facts of other city-states on the boundless sea."

"And then there's an important point - the elves have the most complete mythology and historical record of any race, but in their own records, there is no record of the 'Lord of Dreams trying to reshape the world in the second long night', nor does there mention of the great demon god being torn apart at the end of the long night - not even a plausible wild history.

"These contradictions have made me afraid to confirm that the 'Great Demon God Sasloca' in the Elven Legend and the 'King of Dreams' in the Second Long Night are the same god until now...... I saw with my own eyes the fragments left behind by this torn old god. ”

Perhaps in astonishment and thought, Agatha was speechless for a long time, while Duncan walked forward slowly, holding a lantern in his hand and carefully stepping on a junction of the "spine of the old gods", and then bent down and touched its rough vicissitudes with his hand, as if it had been beaten and worn down by countless years, but it was still strong and reliable.

This spine brought the Lost Country, which had fallen into the depths of subspace and had been almost completely engulfed by subspace, back to the real world, reinventing the entity for the ship, and then carrying it for an entire century.

His movements stopped suddenly.

A question that he had never thought of before and that had been ignored for a long time inevitably drilled into his mind - after seeing the "keel" made from the spine of the ancient god in front of him, and after understanding more clearly and intuitively what kind of amazing structure the bottom layer of a huge ship was, Duncan finally thought of this question-

What kind of keel was used for the original Lost Country?!

He stood up abruptly, looking up at the dark, vast space.

The bottom frame, supported by keels and ribs, is submerged in the endless mist, and in the distance, the shattered and broken hull plates and the support structure above can be faintly seen.

This structure, built on the backbone of an ancient god, is massive, intricate, and awe-inspiring.

But this is not the original Lost Place, not all.

The original Lost Land had long since been swallowed up by subspace, and by the time the goathead saw it, all that was left of the ship was a faint phantom and the obsession of Duncan Abnomar himself.

The "Lost Land" that Duncan is now familiar with is the result of the re-materialization of the phantom, and its original keel has been replaced with the spine of the old god, which allows it to achieve the "miracle" of returning from subspace.

And what about the original keel of the ship?

Duncan is not an expert in the field of shipbuilding, but after living in this world for so long, he also knows a lot about ships, he knows how the sail battleships were built a hundred years ago, and he knows that only a rigorously selected, extremely tough and complete timber can support the weight of the "keel", and the strength and size of this wood limit the maximum size of each sail battleship.

However, the Lost Country is far beyond that size - not by a little, but by a double.

The Lost Country is the largest sailing ship ever seen in the world, and since then, there has been no larger sailing ship than it, and judging from the current bilge structure, the keel part of the Lost Country has not been riveted or assembled.

Duncan frowned slowly.

The keel is the most basic part of a ship, and the way it is constructed directly determines the subsequent structure of the entire ship, so the current "ancient god backbone" should only replace the original keel of the Lost Country, rather than a large-scale change to its basic structure, so the Lost Country should be the same as other sailing ships of that era, using a single and complete keel

But there can't be such a big tree in a city-state.

Even if there were, there was an upper limit to the strength of the wood itself - by the size of the Lost Country, it had far exceeded the carrying limits of a traditional wooden keel.

Unless, from the very beginning, the keel of the ship was not ordinary wood, but some kind of ...... Something even more bizarre.

Over the past century, the Lost has been one of the greatest taboos on the Infinite Sea, and many of the things related to it have become the subject of much secrecy, and although the ship was built in the city-state of Plain, almost no one will discuss its construction in public.

But now Duncan can imagine that more than a hundred years ago, when construction began on this amazing expedition ship, it must have been a great event.

The mist flowed slowly in all directions, and the faint green light from the lantern soaked softly in the mist, as if outlining the outlines of many shadows.

Duncan looked at the fog around him, and his brow gradually relaxed.

"Looks like that's what you're trying to tell me......"

(End of chapter)