For Duncan, the Great Annihilation was finally no longer a thoroughly unknown mystery, and in the depths of that endless and thick curtain of antiquity, the truth finally opened a corner to him—a crucial one.

It was the mutual "collision" of the worlds that led to the occurrence of the Great Annihilation, and the "incompatibility" of different worlds made the ruins after the impact distort into the current grotesque and dangerous deep-sea era, and the scene left in the deepest part of Silandis's nightmare is a microcosm of that impact.

But it's only a microcosm – it's not just these two worlds that collide.

Duncan could sense that something was changing as he "understood" these truths, and these changes were happening to him.

For a moment just now, he even felt that everything in front of him had turned into chaos and nothingness...... Colors, in the depths of which he saw the essence of the world, saw that they were all crumbling stars, each cluster of glimmer composed of abstract descriptions of information;

He also saw that everything was at a critical point of slow collapse, and that the contradictory nature of each other caused them to continue to collapse and reorganize in the depths of information, and he seemed to understand the real side of the whole world, and found almost the "only solution" to all contradictions and imbalances......

But it was only for a moment.

He seems to be missing something, one of the most important "parameters".

Duncan's sanity returned to reality, and he blinked, feeling as if there were countless voices roaring in his head, and then the roar faded away, and he gradually returned to his thoughts.

I have understood the nature of the Great Annihilation and how the current Deep Sea Age came to be...... But what is that missing "key parameter"? I have understood the truth of the world, so what else do I still not understand?

Duncan still had the strong impression of seeing the world as it really was, and he couldn't help but think about these abstract and difficult questions, but he soon forced his thoughts and noticed Lucrecia's worried gaze.

Now is not the time to continue thinking about those questions.

"Nothing, just suddenly understood something." He waved his hand, then turned his head and looked beyond the side of the ship.

The Lost Ground was sailing on the surface of the light curtain made of false sunlight, and the blazing spirit flames were spreading rapidly on this light curtain, eroding and melting through this seemingly powerful barrier, and the mutual impact of power set off a storm of light and flame in the distance.

But it looks like it will take some time to completely melt through this "wall of light".

Unless...... The barrier itself suddenly has a "weak point......

Under the curtain of light and the sea of fire, in that nameless world covered with yellow sand, a desert storm took shape again, and in the depths of the storm, a huge flash of light erupted again.

The wind that swept across the desert dispersed again, and in the chaotic and chaotic air current, the curtain of the storm was torn apart, and the sand and dust were scattered to the ground.

In the dust and fog that is gradually thinning, a "daylight" that is getting dimmer and fainter is gradually emerging, floating on the overflowing magma lake, and the surface is visible to the naked eye.

The breeze lifts, the ashes gather and gradually reshape.

"What the hell are you ?!?!"

A chaotic roar finally rang out again, words unintelligible to humans mingled with the terrible noise, and beneath the false coronal shell, the countless eyeballs of the Sun Heir trembled violently, staring at the figure that was coming out of the ashes.

Its roar finally appeared like a human...... Emotions, that's anger.

Vanna slowly raised the giant sword, calmly staring at the "sun" that fell to the ground in front of her, and slowly spoke: "After all, it's just a derivative of the ancient gods, and it's not that strong. ”

The Sun Heir ignored her and continued to repeat, "What the hell are you?!" ”

Vanna finally lowered her head and glanced at her body.

The last wisps of ash were gradually returning to her under the tug of the spirit flames, and she could feel her senses recovering from the paralysis, the blood reappearing and flowing, and a heart, a human-like heart, that had resumed beating in her chest.

She could even feel the reshaping of that heart.

"It's just a pile of ashes." She whispered as she stepped forward.

"Ashes? No...... You're not an ash at all! A hoarse, low tremor of the Sun Heir came from afar, "Subspace...... You have the breath of subspace, you are the shadow of subspace leaked into the real world - what the hell are you?! ”

Vanna stopped suddenly.

A ray of astonishment appeared in her eyes, followed by thinking, and then, she seemed to vaguely understand something, and said thoughtfully: "You say, I am a subspace shadow?" ”

The Son of the Sun did not answer her question, but only emitted an unsettling, low, chaotic noise, and the flames and light gathered again, repairing and reshaping the "corona" on its surface.

Vanna didn't care, she didn't expect to get all the answers from the blasphemous, or rather, she herself did.

Yes, by definition, she is a subspace shadow - it is the power of subspace that has reshaped the pile of ashes more than ten years ago into "Vanna", and in the process of that reshaping, she is already essentially a subspace creation.

Therefore, the "being returning from subspace" should be what she looks like.

"So...... It turns out that the captain is a different kind of being......"

Vana whispered to herself, and then, as if she sensed something, she raised her head and stared at the "sun" on the distant earth.

The Sun Heir sensed her gaze, and felt something unsettling in it, its surface swelling and squirming, and it began to emit a low tremor, as if threatening, as if warning.

Vanna laughed, unoblivious to the resurgence of heat around her and the deadly "sunlight" that was gathering in the Sun's Heir.

"You're going to be scared, too." She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

Then the sky was set on fire.

A sea of fire that rose and fell like an ocean and boiled like a storm suddenly appeared, covering a third of the sky almost in the blink of an eye, and the flames briefly dispersed the clouds and fog between the two worlds, and began to gradually sink and sink towards the earth below.

A huge shadow emerged from the center of the sea of fire, and gradually crushed down as if it was about to break through the sky, and at the same time that the huge shadow continued to enter, layers of pale golden "sunlight" briefly appeared on the edge of the sea of fire, as if to reshape the barrier to block this "invasion", but in the next second, those rays of sunlight shattered like glass - with an illusory cracking sound, the huge ship wrapped in flames finally fell from the sky.

The Son of the Sun let out a series of chaotic roars, and it was shocked to find that the barrier it had carefully constructed had been melted by an external force, and even the flames on the barrier had ceased to obey its commands, and then it was attracted to the "gaze" of the huge ship that had fallen from the sky.

The "shell" made of flames and light opened, and the tentacles piled up in the shell involuntarily extended and stretched outward in the sunlight, and the eyes that did not look like humans turned to the shadow of the ship, and they looked at the firelight, and they looked at one of the figures in the firelight.

The truth has come.

A voice came from the sky: "You see me." ”

As a result, the flames on the outer shell of the Sun Heir were suddenly dyed with a layer of dark green—the glow of the dark green fire, like a living creature, began to spread throughout the body of the ancient god token, and in the blink of an eye, it ignited and transformed it from the inside out.

But it wasn't burned to ashes in an instant—it struggled to float from the ground in the rapid burning of the spirit flames, and then slammed into the sky.

Almost at the same time, a bright stream of flame erupted from the bow of the Lost Land.

It was a golden arc of flame—the flame burst into the sky like an eruption from the bow of the ghost ship, and without hesitation, it swooped down on the Sun Heir, dragging its long flame tail like an upside-down meteor, and piercing it in the blink of an eye.

However, the "fireball" was not dead, it only paused for a moment, and then struggled to continue flying into the sky.

It's almost running away from this world.

But just as the fireball was about to turn into a phanthropic shadow at the edge of the sky, a massive phantasm suddenly appeared in its path of escape.

It was a pitch-black male goat.

He was as large as a mountain, floating like a dark cloud in the sky, with an illusory thunder dancing between his horns, but a faint green fire reflected in his eyes, and his body gathered from the sea of spiritual fire flowing in the sky, and took on a chaotic posture—he bowed his head slightly in the direction of the Lost Land, and after a silent greeting, turned his gaze to the fireball that was trying to escape from the place.

The goat took a few steps back in the clouds, then lowered his head and accelerated violently—the sea of fire gathered behind him, and spread into a path beneath his feet, and he began to run along the path of flames like a pitch-black meteor falling from the clouds, accelerating in the blink of an eye to a point that the naked eye could not catch, and then slammed into the fireball that was accelerating into the air.

The huge explosion and impact shattered the last remaining clouds between the two worlds, and even shattered the distant mountains and part of the already crumbling earth, and the fireballs that rose into the air were torn apart in this impact, and the large and small fragments instantly turned into dust in the incineration of the dark green flames, and a shining "core" fell from the sky, but as soon as it fell halfway, it was swallowed by a spirit flame that appeared out of thin air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Black Goat emerged from the firestorm caused by the Big Bang, and he strode from the clouds to the earth, landing in front of Vanna's eyes with the Lost Homeland.

(End of chapter)