The skeletal spider emitted a series of chaotic and cacophony noises—a cry mixed with intense mental pollution, the roar of a monster on the verge of losing control at the point of mental equilibrium, and the anger in it almost condensed into substance, but the anger that was like substance did not stop the newly revived ship from stepping on its way home.

Even if he was badly injured, even if his perception was confused, the "saint" could feel that the ship under his feet was accelerating in a certain direction, and he could feel the abnormal tremor coming from the hull - the steam core had been completely destroyed, but the ship's propellers were gradually accelerating, the navigation and linkage equipment had disappeared, and the ship knew its way home.

The torn hull of the ship was still floating not far away, and between the torn structures, the green flames burned silently like a curtain, cutting off the icy waters and all hope.

The steel behemoth that had been shattered by his own hands was now sailing towards the Holy Land in the form of a shattered corpse.

Behind the bone spider, from the terrifyingly swollen giant brain came a strange pulsing sound of "dong dong dong", its blood vessels swelled and squirmed rapidly, as if something glowing was brewing inside, and a crazy destructive aura suddenly began to rise.

But just when this annihilation priest wanted to use himself as a "raw material" to create an earth-shattering self-explosion, he suddenly found that he had lost control of his body.

A strange stiffness came over him, and he felt as if each of his joints and eye stalks had instantly transformed into some kind of hard whole like stone or ceramic, and then, as if some irresistible force had descended on those stiff limbs, pulling them in place.

Horror permeated the depths of his mind, and the "Saint" turned his still intact eyeball with all his strength, turning it in another direction.

The beautiful figure with silver hair and a dark purple court dress was standing quietly in the flames, raising its hands slightly, as if manipulating the invisible threads of silk - in the little reality reflected by fate, the saint saw the transparent lines that were intertwined between the other person's fingers.

"Anomalous...... 099......" Angry and frightened voices came from within him.

"You need to calm down," Alice tilted her head slightly, looking at the ugly bone spider very seriously, "your thread is messed up, I'll help you sort it out." ”

The Bone Spider's body shuddered for a moment, and then finally lost consciousness - and in the last seconds when his body was completely transformed into a 'puppet', Alice let go of the invisible thread in her hand.

She also remembers that the captain needed this "living mouth".

Duncan looked at Alice with some surprise, and then at the bone spider that was completely unconscious, and asked curiously, "It also has wires?" ”

"Yes," Alice nodded, "it's a little messier than the average person, but it can still be cleared up......"

Duncan frowned slightly, a thoughtful expression on his face.

A gust of wind blew into the mechanical cabin at this moment, and the wind carried brilliant pieces of colored paper, which coalesced into Lucrecia's figure at the end of the platform more than ten meters away from Duncan.

At first glance, Lucrecia saw the motionless skeletal spider on the platform, and then she noticed the completely destroyed steam core and differential machine pillars not far away, as well as the countless flames and debris that were floating in the air, as if time and space were stagnant.

Standing at the center of it all, Duncan nodded to Lucrecia, "It's all done here." ”

“…… I heard a big explosion in the lower area, and I saw huge fires and torn metal flying out of the stern......" Lucrecia looked a little confused, she stared at the strange scene in the mechanical cabin in a daze, and then spoke, "...... Did you regain the momentum of it? ”

"It'll return to its home port on its own, though it may take a while," Duncan waved his hand, looking at the mess with regret, "Unfortunately, I'm still interested in the difference machine, and it ended up being blown up like this......"

As he spoke, he shook his head and raised his hand to point to the "saint" on the platform.

"Take it away, this guy is badly wounded, I want it to recover in the shortest possible time - not completely, as long as the mental state and vital signs are stable, I need it to open the door to the deep sea."

“…… Oh, good Dad. Lucrecia woke up from her stunned state, hurriedly took a few steps forward, raised the "baton" in her hand, and with a look of disgust on her face, she gently touched one of the arthropods of the bone spider with the tip of the baton.

Duncan saw its vague and hideous outline flash through the air, and then saw the shadow expand and solidify into an abstract, sticky-like maw, swallowing the bone spider in one gulp, making a difficult swallowing motion in the air, and quickly burrowed back into the baton.

Lucrecia put away her baton in disgust.

“…… Your spells are very useful," Duncan said with a subtle expression as he watched Lucrecia's actions with a hint of emotion, "The ...... 'method' used to 'summon' me this time is also quite good. ”

"I hope you're satisfied," a smile suddenly appeared on Lucrecia's face, "I've been thinking about this since the last time I heard you talk about the 'avatars' you used and the 'beacon' rules you teleported between avatars, and now it can come in handy." ”

Duncan bowed slightly.

He had come to the ship in his own form - although he had initially considered projecting only a portion of his power here, but after learning about the situation on the ship, it was clear that it would be safer to teleport the powerful body directly here.

But this "teleportation" would require the creation of a beacon, a beacon that could be used to navigate Ay - the usual mirror ritual was certainly not enough, and the temporary occupancy of the Annihilator's body was too much to bear, and there were other "things" on the ship that could be made into a beacon - but that would be left with the innocent "sacrifices" kept in the cages of the cultists.

After all, outside of the Lost Country, the so-called "beacon" is the occupied body.

Making beacons out of the ship's innocent sacrifices was clearly against Duncan's principles.

Thankfully, Lucretia solved the problem with her ingenuity - she made an "artificial beacon" in advance that could contain Duncan's power.

She carried the beacon and relied on the rabbi to control the cultist's summoning ritual to teleport to the ship first, and then used the power of the artificial beacon to summon Duncan's main body to this place - this "chain summoning" process seems to be very effective so far.

Duncan lowered his head and looked at his hands.

His body was now "attached" to an artificial beacon made by Lucrecia, which was now inside him and functioning perfectly.

"The beacon test went well," Duncan said, looking up at Lucrecia, "if it can run reliably for a long time, then you can carry one with you afterwards, so that I can rush to you in case of danger - better than the mirror ritual." ”

Lucrecia was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised, but slowly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Then I'll send a ...... to my brother later."

"There's already an avatar of mine over there," Duncan glanced at her, "He visited me at the cemetery this morning, and he doesn't need your 'artificial beacon'." ”

Lucretia suddenly looked a little disappointed: "...... Oh. ”

“…… Don't always think about tossing your brother. ”

"Oh."

Duncan shook his head helplessly.

"What is the condition of the 'sacrifices' on board?"

"The rabbi and I have already found them," Lucrecia quickly adjusted her expression, "The good news is that the place where the sacrifices are held is located in the bilge of the front half of the entire ship, and the explosion in the mechanical cabin was suppressed by you before it reached it, so no one died from the explosion or fire, bad news...... They were in a terrible state, very, very bad, some were dead in their cells before we arrived—the sea voyage was boring, and the cultists would relieve their boredom with torture sacrifices in their leisure time, and would even kill people for fun with sacrifices that had lost their 'blood food' value......"

She paused and carefully observed Duncan's gloomy face.

“…… But don't worry, I will do my best to treat those who survive, even if they are dying, I can save them - it's just that their psychological state is not easy to say, and this requires a more professional psychiatrist. ”

"Hmm," Duncan nodded slightly, the gloomy expression on his face stretched slightly, he exhaled, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Did you find that 'Dream Skull'?" ”

"Still looking," Lucrecia replied, "it's a valuable but dangerous 'seal' that should be hidden in the most heavily guarded and hidden part of the entire ship, and I've sent my toy soldiers and shadow minions who are searching every compartment of the ship from top to bottom, and should be found soon." ”

Alice stood next to her and listened curiously for a long time, and at this time it seemed that she had finally caught up with the rhythm, and suddenly said a little worriedly: "Shouldn't it have been blown up......?"

"Probably not," Lucrecia shook her head, "The Dream Skull is a seal with a tendency to activate and contaminate, and this kind of thing can't be placed too close to the core of the steam, otherwise there is a possibility that the machine will be evil—the cultists should still have some common sense." ”

"Hmm......" Listening to Lucrecia's analysis, Duncan nodded lightly, and said in a somewhat subtle tone, "But seriously, what to do with it after it is retrieved is also a problem...... I don't know if it can adapt next to a goat's head. ”

Lucrecia thought for a moment, "...... The first mate has a very wide heart, and I think it's okay. ”

"Forget it, let's talk about it when we find it," Duncan waved his hand, "take me to see the 'sacrifices' first." ”

(End of chapter)