Vanna is gone, and even if she is blessed, she needs a good rest at this time.

Duncan watched the other party leave the captain's quarters, and it was not until her figure disappeared outside the door that he withdrew his gaze and looked at the goat's head who was quietly waiting on the edge of the sailing table: "What do you think of those 'revelations' that Gemmona conveyed to Vanna?" ”

“…… The large-scale collapse and disintegration of the sun seems to be something that the four gods have known for a long time that will happen sooner or later," the goat's head held for a long time, and finally seized the opportunity to speak, "I know that they know about this, and they must have held it for ten thousand years!" When the Dark Saint Lord created the century, they also discussed it with them, but in the Deep Sea Era, they didn't squeak and didn't say what the problem was, of course, we have to understand, after all, when this matter is said, there are more than one or two city-states that are scared to death, and even those few popes are not hidden, and now the sun is good, and it is directly starting to disintegrate......

Duncan glanced up, and directly reached out and pressed the goat's head's balabala mouth: "I shouldn't have asked you." ”

The goat's head was gagged, a jumbled grunt came out of his throat, and a pair of obsidian-carved eyeballs dangled vigorously against the wooden face, and for the first time the eyes were so agile.

Duncan sighed and withdrew his hand: "I'm asking about the second half of the revelation...... 'they' are going to talk to me, what do you think they're going to talk to me?" What form will it take? ”

“…… I don't know," the goathead said with a little restraint this time, shaking his head as he spoke, "Isn't it going to trick you into taking over something again?" ”

Duncan didn't speak, but pondered quietly for a long time.

The state of "them" seems to be really bad, before Gemona could still send him a message with a few words, but now they can only send revelations through Vanna, and with that kind of pollution......

Just then, a voice from a distance suddenly interrupted Duncan's thoughts.

His eyes changed slightly, and he looked up at the elliptical mirror hanging on the wall not far away—an illusory flame spread under his gaze, and the surface of the mirror suddenly became pitch black, and slowly emerged with light and shadow.

Tirien's figure appears in the mirror.

"Father," the "Lieutenant General of Steel" looked solemn, the background behind him should be near the port area, and a dense golden light seemed to be infiltrating behind him, obviously not a normal sunset, "Sorry to disturb you suddenly......"

"It's okay," Duncan waved his hand and said softly, "what's going on?" So nervous? ”

“…… Our scholar entered the glowing geometry that had fallen into the frost, and following what Lucrecia had previously shared, we managed to find its core, but the thing ...... It's not quite the same as the one on the material, I hope you can see it for yourself. ”

"Not quite the same?" Duncan frowned slightly, he realized from Tirian's reaction that the situation over there might be a little complicated, and immediately nodded, "I understand, I'll be there soon." ”

He quickly severed contact with Tirien, his mind condensed, and he turned his head—

Outside the window of the cemetery guard's hut, the snow was falling silently, and the sun was setting, and the hazy snow scene shrouded the whole world in silence.

The stove in the caretaker's hut was crackling, the samovar hissing sharply and crescendoly, the water had just boiled and the steam was rising.

Duncan stood up, closed the damper of the small hearth, and removed the black brimmed hat that hung in the doorway, he put on the hat, straightened the long black trench coat on his body, and walked out of the cabin.

Two young black-clad guards who were sweeping the roads and checking the street lamps in the cemetery heard the movement and turned their eyes in unison—they saw the intimidatingly silent guard, always dressed in black and bandaged, come out of the hut and immediately stand up straight and salute.

Duncan waved his hand in response, snapped his fingers, and a giant skeletal bird burning with ghostly flames flew a long distance and landed directly on his shoulder.

"Full of oil, let's go!" Ay flapped his wings and let out a piercing cry in the form of a skeletal skeleton, and then suddenly turned into a fierce ring of fire, which enveloped Duncan's figure, and the two merged into one, and instantly flew into the sky, slicing in the direction of the port area......

To the east of the frost, a massive golden glow still envelops the harbor, a crystalline glow that silently permeates everything in its reach—bright, but not harsh, gentle, yet unsettling.

Tall, bright-headed, Aiden looked a little nervously at the golden glow around him.

He'd shed his old pirate outfit and was now wearing a new uniform that represented the modern Frost Navy—he would try to maintain his majesty and reliability in front of his men, but he didn't hide his uneasiness in Tirian's presence.

"Are these 'lights' really harmless?" The bald man muttered, "Looking at them, I feel as if I am 'submerged' in something, I feel like they will seep into my skin, and even breathe as if I will pour something into my lungs......"

Tirien glanced at Aiden.

"First, there are at least seven holes in your lungs right now - you don't usually pour too much into those holes?" He casually said, "Second, the harmlessness of these 'lights' has been confirmed, and Lucrecia has been studying this thing for a long time in Breeze. ”

“…… But the thing that fell here is not the same as the one in Breeze," Aiden muttered, "Their 'core' over there is a ball of stone......"

The undead commander trusted by Tirion shook his head, his shiny head reflecting a dazzling golden light in Tyrion's vision.

Tirion quietly took a small step to the side, opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but suddenly sensed the approach of a breath, and immediately closed his mouth and turned his head.

At about the same time, a low and slightly hoarse voice came into his and Aiden's ears: "You mean, the core of the falling object here is not the 'stone ball'?" ”

A dark green flame rose silently, and Duncan's figure stepped out of the flames, and he walked past the startled guards and government officials around him, and walked straight to Tirion and Aiden.

Aiden was taken aback, but reacted instantly, hurriedly took two steps forward, bent down and bowed his head to salute: "Old captain......"

A dazzling golden light swept Duncan's vision, and he quietly took half a step to the side, dodging Aiden's shiny head.

"Father," Tirion reacted as well, quickly stepping forward to greet him, "I didn't expect you to arrive so soon." ”

"I'm curious about the 'special case' you mentioned," Duncan said, waving his hand as he walked forward, "don't waste time, talk as you go - what's going on?" ”

Tirien hurriedly followed, saying quickly as he went, "It's hard to describe to you, it's something we've never seen before...... Even the most knowledgeable scholars in the city-state were at a loss. It is indeed a sphere, but it is illusory on the surface, and it is constantly flowing, like some kind of living thing, and it also emits a slight whistling sound...... You'll find out when you see it for yourself. ”

Listening to Tirion's description, Duncan just nodded slightly, and quickened his pace.

They made their way through the pale golden glow that dotted the entire port area, across the piers and link bridges, all the way to the shoreline—the road was quiet, the entire area had been urgently dispersed, the long blockade separating the entire dockland from the city, and the center of the glowing body was in the corner of the harbor's shoreline.

If viewed from the air at this moment, the irregular glowing geometry covers almost a third of the entire city-state, as if a glowing structure had "grown" out of thin air on the edge of a frosty island, illuminating a large area of the nearby sea in the twilight.

Led by Tiriam and Aiden, Duncan finally reached the center of the luminous geometry and met the "core structure" that puzzled and even frightened the Frost Scholars.

It floated at the end of the beach, a dozen meters away in calm water, where a ball about 10 meters in diameter hung silently, with improvised scaffolding already erected at the edge and some staff members busy nearby.

"You see, that's ......" Tirion raised his hand, pointing to the large, unsettling orb that seemed to run like a living thing, with a flowing surface of color, "This thing doesn't look like stone. ”

“…… It's certainly not a stone......"

Duncan raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a brief moment of surprise, a natural but subtle and inexplicable feeling came to his mind, and he looked at the "core", and his lips moved a few times before he softly answered Tirion's question.

"It's a gaseous planet."

Tirien was stunned for a moment, and repeated the unfamiliar word with some confusion: "Gas planet? What does that mean? ”

Duncan didn't speak, he just observed for a moment and then slowly took two steps forward, until he came to the bottom of the floating "gaseous planet", quietly looking up at its surface structure.

Brilliant clouds with a slight metallic sheen flowed slowly on its surface, outlining a circle of "cloud flows" around the entire star, and small swirls and storms swirled between those bands, slow and magnificent.

As he got closer, he heard the kind of "whistling" that Tirion had mentioned, very subtle, as if it had been a distant time.

It was a sound from within—a roar that might have been deafening a long, long time ago, years before the annihilation of all things, even with enough force to tear apart a small celestial body, a planet of a massive scale that could engulf thousands of endless seas into its clouds.

Now, however, the ten-meter-diameter "star" can only make a sound that is so subtle that it is difficult to distinguish...... It's like a whimper.

(End of chapter)