The sun moved slowly, setting extremely slowly below sea level at a speed barely discernible to the naked eye—a brilliant golden-red glow splashing over the endless sea, and the magnificent but eeriely long twilight continued.

For the first time ever, twilight has become something to be feared – as more and more people have reacted to the fact that after such a slow sunset, even more terrifying will be the night that will last for an unknown amount of time.

Dante Wayne stood on the terrace outside the town hall office, frowning as he looked at the sun-drenched street, the rooftops of Uptown Purand glowing in the setting sun, a landscape he had been accustomed to once his pride as an archon, but as the sun went on, it was gradually turning into a heavy pressure.

But he knew that compared to the other "ordinary" and "normal" city-states, Prand's situation was already very good.

The flames left behind by the "ghost captain" gave the city the safest night on the endless sea, and even when the sun went down, there should be no large-scale transcendent invasion here, and the pressure of the long night on the city was tricky, but at least it didn't involve the inhuman things that grew in the darkness - all he had to think about was the security of the city-state during the long night, the lives of the inhabitants, the storage of supplies, and the adjustment of production.

Elsewhere, it's not so simple.

In the cold port of the north, a state of emergency has been declared by the municipal authorities, and the sheriff's army and the Guardian army are rushing to repair shelters in the streets and alleys, stockpiling holy oil; In Moko, the Truth College has activated all the steam walkers stockpiled in the church's arsenal and placed them in various gas stations, pump rooms, and steam hubs; In the southwestern sea, several city-states have announced a new "night ban", the city dwellers of the outer districts will be temporarily relocated to the nearest church shelter, the inner city will be cordoned off, and a large number of giant bonfires will be lit at the time of sunset and will continue until the end of the night......

All the reserves were being counted and mobilized, and in the seventy-two hours before the sun set, each city-state was gathering its strength for the coming night.

If it really can end.

Footsteps came from behind him, and a government department official walked into the office, and after seeing Dante Wayne on the terrace through the open sliding door, the young official coughed lightly: "Ahem, Your Excellency, the heads of the steam hub, power station, and mine facilities are already waiting for you in the conference room, do you want to ...... now?"

Dante nodded and waved his hand slightly: "I know, you go over first, wait for me for a few minutes." ”

Footsteps left the room, and Dante exhaled softly, adjusting the overly tense expression on his face as he collected his thoughts.

He turned, walked past his large, curved desk, and reached for a file.

His gaze rested on a picture frame on the edge of the table.

In the frame, there are two figures standing together, one of whom is him when he was young, and next to him is a tall silver-haired girl with a faint smile on her face, standing by a flower bed, the bright sun shining behind them.

It was the only photo of Dante Wayne, who was busy with work, and Vanna, who had entered the church school early for training—after this group photo, it seemed that they had never had such a quiet afternoon.

"I don't know what's going on over there......

A few memories came to mind, and Dante remembered the warm sunshine that had melted into his memory, and then crossed the frame to find the document he was looking for—he tucked it under his arm and hurried to the office door.

Vanna woke up from a series of messy, shattered, bizarre dreams, still echoing in her ears with the soft sound of the waves, the sound of the crashing waves crashing against the ship's hull undulating outside the porthole, calming her somewhat uneasy mood.

She couldn't remember the contents of the dream, only remembered that the suddenly twisted and torn things had cast some kind of indelible shadow in her eyes, and the memories in the dream had faded, and only a lonely, desolate and disillusioned "atmosphere" seemed to envelop her mind for a long time, and she still felt a slight chill at the moment.

Vanna sat up from the bed and looked out the window not far away, seeing that the light of the setting sun was still permeating the sea—the Lost Country had somehow left its spiritual state and was sailing on the sea of the reality dimension, and the silhouette of the Bright Star could be seen in the distance, and the strangely shaped "magic battleship" was sailing at full speed with the Lost Country.

As for the Tides, Rest, and Restless, they had long since left, and after the fleet had left the border, the Lost Land and the Bright Stars said goodbye to the Church ships and went about their own business.

Vana exhaled softly and took a few more deep breaths, a slightly salty breath wafting into her nostrils, while the soft, cascading sound of the waves still echoed in her head.

She frowned suddenly, as if sensing something, and quickly looked back into the corner of the room.

The gentle waters of the sea swelled up in the cabin, and at some point they were surrounded by the sound of illusory waves, and the moment Vana turned around, the gentle rise of the sea seemed to suddenly expand an infinite number of times—and even the entire room was enlarged countless times.

At the end of the room, which suddenly became indistinguishable, Vana saw a shadow of a great shore, some kind of great ...... Biological structures emerge at the end of the slowly undulating waves.

And a part of the creature extended towards her, and a figure condensed on the surface of the sea—a long dress as black as the abyss, and a veil that concealed her true face.

He stared at Vanna, a pair of eyes with peculiar diamond-shaped pupils that seemed to be filled with countless thoughts and feelings that were difficult to convey directly, and in this gaze, Vana suddenly felt an indescribable kindness and ...... Touch.

She reacted instantly, and bowed her head deeply while tensing up: "Lord ......"

"We're running out of time, kid," the figure said softly, his thoughts echoing through Vanna's mind with a cascading noise that would tear the minds of ordinary people apart and go out of control...... Our connection with the earthly world will be strengthened for the last time......"

An irresistible feeling of vertigo came over her heart, and Vana instantly realized that she was being polluted—by the goddess she believed in, her voice, her thoughts, the illusion he had conveyed to herself, all filled with chaos like never before!

But Vanna still managed to stabilize her mind, and at the edge of her vision, she saw a soft glow of green flame rising, stabilizing her mind.

“…… What do you need me to do? She tried not to look directly at the massive phantom behind the Storm Goddess, and spoke as she struggled to stay awake, "What can I do?" ”

“…… Collect those falling stars...... Let them shelter you one more time...... Go and tell the usurper that we are going to ...... with him Talk about...... We will find ......"

The sound of the waves gradually changed into some kind of unbearable shrill scream, the gentle upwelling of the water seemed to be stenching, a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow slowly soaked her body, and Vana could barely make out the last sentence from the noise that echoed in her ears, she felt a splitting headache, and she didn't even have the strength to think about the meaning of the words—and in the blurred vision, she saw that the distant sea and the massive phantom were silently collapsing.

"You saw the revelation of Gemona?" Duncan's eyes widened slightly, he looked at Vanna, who suddenly ran to the captain's room, and then noticed the other party's current bad state, and immediately got up and grabbed her arm, "Sit down here first, take a breath, and speak slowly." ”

"Thank you...... Captain," Vana was almost forced into a chair by Duncan, the lingering throbbing pain and vertigo in her mind made it a little difficult for her to even think, but fortunately after meeting the captain, the state quickly improved, which made her train of thought flow again, "I saw his apparition directly, and heard his voice...... The goddess is in a bad state, and those noises ...... It made me feel like I was facing those dark gods. ”

She took a few breaths, then recounted what she had just experienced.

After hearing what Vanna had reported, Duncan suddenly frowned, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"Go collect those falling stars......" he muttered softly, but his mind couldn't help but recall the "advice" he had heard from a tentacle extending from the dark Lord in the courtyard of Alice's Mansion—

"Save the fallen ¥#&** fragments, if everything is irretrievable, use them to extend the life of each node city as much as possible, keep it alive, survival is the first order."

Apparently, Vanna was quick to think about it as well.

“…… Is the goddess referring to the 'luminous fragments' that have fallen off the sun's rune rings? She looked up and looked Duncan in the eye, "What does he mean is that those luminaries can protect the city-state for the rest of their lives?" ”

"Judging from the experience of Breezehaven, although the power of those luminaries is not as good as that of the sun itself, they can still play a role in covering the creation of the world and calming the night within a certain range," Duncan nodded slowly, "Now that the second luminous fragment has fallen in the frost, coupled with the revelation you just received, it is not difficult to relate to it." ”

He said as he looked up out the window.

The slow setting sun still floated on the distant sea, the notched runic rings casting a magnificent light and shadow on the sea.

The revelation that Grimana conveyed to Vanna is not difficult to understand, but what is really disturbing is the other meaning of that revelation.

“…… And that's just the beginning," he whispered, "and it looks like the sun's disintegration will accelerate, a real massive collapse and fall...... It's still to come. ”

(It's time to push the book, the title of the book is "I Can See the Blood Bar is Extremely Pure", which is biased towards the post-apocalyptic style of copy flow, original infinite flow, the protagonist is extremely pure, muscular and reckless, chaotic neutral and fun people, and has a golden finger that can see the target's current state and blood volume - you can support it.) ）

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