The flames rose.

As if a mountain fountain of fire erupted from the darkness, the last remnants of the World Tree turned into ashes and phantoms in the fire, and then the fire meandered and flowed into an infinite sea of fire in the dark and chaotic space—the sea of fire burned away the last frontier of the Dream of the Nameless One, and restored all things to their "rightful place" in the dimension of reality.

The infinite sea appeared, the boundless sea rose in the waves of the flames, the sky appeared, and over the flames dispelled the darkness, and gradually brightened, and the city-state appeared, which fashioned a solid entity in the upwelling of the flames, and gradually lit every lamp as the flames receded.

As if the whole world had "floated" from the darkness, gradually emerging from the sea of fire and blending with the dimension of reality again, Duncan stood on the bow of the Lost and watched all this, and for some reason, he suddenly recalled the ancient legend of the elves—that in the original dream of Saxroca, earthly things were shaped from the darkness and chaos.

The scene in front of me is like the legendary "Genesis" happening again.

And at the end of the book of Genesis, sunlight appeared on the blue sea.

The flames have faded somewhere, and the morning sun is spreading from far away, covering the infinite sea with beauty and magnificence, and the light wind harbor that is waking up in the early morning, the nightmare has subsided, and everything that has been consumed by the nightmare will return to the real world when the sun rises—and those who have briefly reappeared in the dream will now return to their original state.

The huge black goat trampled the waves and reached the side of the Lost Land, the ancient deity who was once considered the "Creator" to hang his head slightly and press his horns against the towering mast.

A faint green flame leaped at the end of his horns, returning to the Lost Place.

"I give the flame back, Captain."

"Actually, it's okay for me to do it," Duncan looked at the black goat, "you don't have to ...... either."

"But it's best for me to do it myself," the black goat shook his head, "I created her a long, long time ago, and now it's up to me to give her one last ride." ”

Duncan didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

“…… "This is what is meant to happen, in a sense, it has even happened long ago—long before the beginning of the Deep Sea Age, Sirantis has ceased to exist, and all that appears in the nightmare is a runaway shadow, and letting that shadow grow is the greatest insult to her." And ......"

He stopped suddenly, and Duncan was a little curious: "And? ”

The black goat seemed to smile a little: "And...... You've already taken her away, haven't you? ”

Duncan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he immediately understood the meaning of Sasloca's words, which surprised him a little: "Looks like you've noticed something." ”

"Not very exactly, but I can vaguely feel it," the Black Goat said slowly, his eyes reflecting the dark green flames rising from the deck of the Lost Land, which he had briefly been blessed with not long ago, and felt a hint of Duncan's true power from the flames, "Your flames have taken Sirantis to a 'place' that I can't understand, I don't know where, but my intuition tells me that it's a nice place, perfect for my little sapling to sleep well." ”

The sun was getting brighter, and the brilliant double rune rings of Vision 001 were gradually rising to the surface of the sea, and the morning sun shone on the black goat's body, bringing a crystalline translucent unreal texture to the huge body.

"The dream is over, it's time to get back to work," the black goat raised his head and glanced at Vision 001 in the distance, his tone filled with emotion, "They really made something amazing......

In the next second, the body of the black goat quietly cracked in the morning glow, like a soap bubble punctured in the sun, silently dissipating in the wind.

Duncan stood on the deck for a moment, and glanced back at Rune, who was standing not far away—the elven old man's body had returned to its normal appearance, and he stood slightly bent over in the glow, his expression still looking a little dazed.

"I thought you'd come and say hello to Sassroca," Duncan said casually, "this is your legendary Creator, and you'll probably be the last elf to see Him in his mythical form—I don't have that much energy to keep him in his mythical form so often." ”

Lune finally woke up from his daze, he glanced at Duncan a little sluggishly, and after a moment suddenly slapped him in annoyance: "Hey! I didn't react just now! ”

Duncan: "......"

After being stunned for two seconds, the corners of his mouth twitched: "It's not a big problem, you can still communicate with him, but after that, you can only go to the captain's room to chat with my first mate goat." ”

After saying that, he ignored the "Pope's" expression that suddenly became subtle, waved his hand and walked in the direction of the deck.

Nina was already happily running over to this side: "Uncle Duncan! ”

Duncan raised his hand to catch the "little sun" that jumped from mid-air, and then raised his head to look at the others who were also walking this way.

"Breezehaven looks restored," Fanna said to him, gesturing to the sun-drenched city-state not far away, "but I don't know what is going on in the city." ”

"I'll check on the situation in the city when I get to the shore in a moment," Lucrecia said, "Theoretically, according to the law of the previous Dream of the Nameless, everything will be restored after the dream is over, but the scale of this event is too large, and there will probably be some 'after-effects' left." ”

Morris also walked over, his gaze falling in the other direction - the "church ship" that looked like a small city-state was approaching from the waves, apparently aimed at the Lost Land, which was staying on the surface of the sea.

"The House Ark is approaching," said Morris, "and it looks like it wants to communicate with us." ”

"Normally, their 'Pope' is still on our ship," Duncan said, gesturing his hand at Rune as he walked to the captain's room, "just right, go and say hello to your mentor, you probably haven't seen each other in real life in years." ”

Morris nodded, and strode in the direction of the captain's quarters.

Duncan turned his head to look at Vana and asked a little worriedly, "Are you okay?" Don't have to go back to your room to get some rest? ”

He also vividly remembered that when this beautiful girl was first brought back to the ship, he had exhausted his physical strength, and it was difficult to walk, but now he looked alive.

Vanna also looked down at her body, she jumped on the spot twice, moved her hands and feet back and forth, and then patted her chest, with a proud smile on her face: "I'm fine, I've rested for a while just now, and now my strength has fully recovered." ”

The corners of Duncan's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but Shirley next to him muttered and sighed in a low voice: "MD, sports students are really good...... Let the sun burn twenty-seven times, sit on the deck and settle for a while and TM recovers......"

"Twenty-eight times," Vanna corrected with a serious look on her face, "I was a little confused just now, and I missed one time when I told you. ”

Duncan: "......? ”

He watched wordlessly as Vanna and Shirley walked away chatting "Twenty-seven or twenty-eight times", and after a long time, he smiled and shook his head.

"That's nice."

He heard Alice whisper not far away.

Duncan turned around and saw Miss Doll sitting on a large barrel at the edge of the deck—she was facing the direction the sun was coming from, raising her head and squinting her eyes so that the sunlight would flood her face, her legs swaying gently over the edge of the barrel, and her body swaying gently.

"That's good," she sighed softly...... again.

"What's so good?" Duncan walked over and asked abruptly beside the puppet.

Alice let out an "ah" and almost fell off the barrel on the spot, but after noticing that it was Duncan, she calmed down, grabbed the latter's arm casually, and took advantage of her strength to regain her seat: "You scared me." ”

Duncan smiled and reached out to press the puppet lady's hair, "What are you sighing about?" ”

"It's good to be normal," Alice thought for a moment, and pointed in the direction of the city-state, "there are no fires, no strange trees, everything is familiar to me, and the ship is back on the calm sea, and there is no need to fly over the strange and terrible forest...... I can scrub the deck as usual and go back to the kitchen to cook. ”

Speaking of this, Miss Doll seemed to suddenly remember something, and immediately jumped off the barrel, and waved her hand to Duncan without looking back as she ran into the distance: "The sun is up!" I'm going to make breakfast! Captain, you're waiting! ”

Duncan watched in amazement and amusement as the goth doll ran across the deck in such a hurry, watching her tripped over a cable that suddenly popped out of the middle and crashed between Shirley and Dog, causing a stirring of chickens and dogs, and Fanna ran to find the doll's head......

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Lost Country returned to its former "vibrant" appearance.

After a long time, Duncan shook his head with a smile, and after retracting his gaze, he glanced at the big wooden barrel where Alice was sitting just now, and raised his foot and kicked the edge of the barrel: "Do you also think it's good to return to your daily routine like this?" ”

The barrel shook in place, and the lid popped open.

It was filled with a whole bucket of wave amulets.

Bucket doesn't seem to be very happy when it is used as a container for stacking amulets by sports students, as a chair for dolls, and as a table for dogs to do homework and Shirley's scribbles at any time.

Duncan's expression was a little subtle, and he raised his hand to silently close the lid of the barrel again.

Then he sat down on the barrel and watched the sun shine in the distance.

The world is calm again, temporarily – but wonderful.

(End of chapter)