While Anomaly 077 is not theoretically a normal "deceased", everyone thinks it can - at least try.

So ten minutes later, the lazy sailor, who was nesting in a corner of the lower deck, was startled by the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps, and when he glared, he saw the captain running over with all the people on board, and before he could react, Vana rushed over and grabbed him by the collar of the dead corpse.

The sailor had never seen such a battle, and after being picked up by Vanna, he noticed the murderous (full of anticipation) gaze gathered around him, and the dry corpse instantly even trembled his back molars, and he tried to hide behind while shrinking his neck: "I...... I'll just find a place to squint for a while, I shouldn't violate the crew rules...... And even if you break it, you can't beat me together, right? ”

"Don't squint, you won't be able to sleep anyway," Duncan stepped forward from behind the crowd and looked Anomaly 077 up and down, "I'm looking for you on business." ”

"Business?" The sailor was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that the gaze coming from around him didn't seem to be murderous, and quickly stood up straight and tidied up his clothes, while paying attention to the next move of Fanna next to him (he was still worried that this beautiful girl strong man would break his bones if he touched himself casually) and said curiously, "What's the matter?" Haven't we just reached the point of the god of death? This is going to be a return flight? ”

Duncan waved his hand and was straightforward: "It's because it's at the point of the god of death - we need a dead person now, to see if we can reawaken the guidance here." ”

The sailor was stunned for a moment, and after a long time he didn't understand what it meant, so he turned his gaze for help to Ah Dog in the corner: "...... What does it mean? ”

"To put it simply, due to the 'decay' of the god of death, the death mechanism in the earthly world has disappeared, and due to the disappearance of the death mechanism, no more dead people have arrived in this wilderness, so the gatekeeper and the path of no return that were originally used to guide the dead here are also gone," Ah Dog didn't know why the other party asked him, but he immediately patiently explained, "The 'gate' of the god of death is hidden in a place that can only be reached through a specific 'guidance ritual', and we must now find a way to reawaken the gatekeeper here- To put it simply, it takes a dead man. ”

The sailor blinked, finally making a general sense of the situation, but after a few seconds of sluggishness, he raised his finger and pointed at himself with some hesitation, and made a fact: "I'm not dead here...... Although I have been working in this direction. Why don't you let Lady Agatha try it? She's so much deader than I am, and I still have a little bone and flesh, and her soul is gone......"

"We've discussed, Agatha, Vanna, Shirley, none of them quite match," Morris sighed, and couldn't help but look at the dried corpse in front of him, with a complicated expression, "But then again, you really don't seem to fit enough—although you are a corpse by nature, there are many corpses in the world that move like you now, and this kind of 'undead' doesn't seem to be able to attract the attention of the 'gatekeeper'." ”

"After all, it's still unknown whether or not the 'gatekeepers' in the wilderness of death still exist," the sailor shrugged, "maybe they've all disappeared with Bartók's 'rotting', after all, those 'gatekeepers' are technically part of the death mechanism themselves......"

Morris frowned and fell into thought, and Duncan suddenly noticed that the blurred black shadow on the wall next to him seemed to be shaking slightly, and he said curiously: "Agatha? What's the problem? ”

"I'm wondering......," Agatha broke the silence, "maybe we can forge a dead man on the 'foundation' of the 'sailor' by means of ritual, and we'll know when the 'gatekeeper' still exists." ”

Duncan was stunned: "...... Can this also be faked? ”

"I was also a 'gatekeeper' – although I was a gatekeeper on the side of the world of the living, but in a sense, the gatekeeper of the world of the living and the gatekeeper of the world of the dead were 'corresponding', which was also a manifestation of the 'symmetry' of the god of death," Agatha said, "in my ...... In the training I have experienced, including the operation of 'talking' with the gatekeeper of the world of the dead after the soul leaves the body, through those 'conversations', I have learned that the 'gatekeepers on the other side' are not so accurate in judging the dead, and sometimes they will even linger around the undead, and this 'misjudgment'...... It can be artificially guided. ”

Shirley blinked, and suddenly reacted, "Wait, are you allowed to do this?" This sounds very evil at first! ”

"Of course not, this is deviant," Agatha said casually, shrugging her shoulders, "to deceive the messenger of the Lord, to desecrate the order of life and death, and may even be used to induce death—which is normally punishable by death." ”

When Shirley heard this, she hurriedly spoke: "Hey, I just wanted to ask, whether your death priest was sentenced to death was promoted or unemployed......

Duncan lifted his hand and pressed Shirley behind him, interrupting her tiger and wolf words (although he had also asked this question), and then looked up at Agatha, "Is it okay?" ”

"No problem, for now even the order of life and death is gone, not even the old doctrine and the authority of the Lord...... Who but me remembers? Agatha's shadow whispered, smiling wryly as the shadows flickered, "And no one can sentence me to death now." ”

Duncan quietly looked at the hazy shadow for a moment, and nodded slightly: "Okay, then let's start, what do we need to do?" ”

"First of all, I need to get out of the range of the Lost Land, on this ship, even the gaze of the 'gatekeeper' cannot easily penetrate it," Agatha said immediately, "and secondly, I need the help of the 'sailor', I am going to fake him as a complete 'dead', but he does not need to do anything on his own, just cooperate with my orders, and finally...... It's for sailors. ”

Her gaze fell on Anomaly 077, who was not far away: "You need to remember that no matter what you see in front of you, don't follow it - the guidance of the gatekeeper is irresistible to the dead, and even though you are not a real dead person and have the ability to resist such guidance, it will still be difficult." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not going to follow," Anomaly 077 immediately patted his chest confidently, "Why should I leave if I did a good job on the Lost Country......

"What if the crew of the Sea Song appears at the end of the No Way Home?" Agatha said unhurriedly, "What if you saw the captain of the Sea Song?" ”

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Even the sailor himself fell silent, and the corpse stood still, but just when Duncan thought he would waver in hesitation, the corpse shook its head more and more firmly.

"I'm not going to go with her."

"Are you sure? This is serious business. ”

"I'm sure," grinned the sailor, "the captain said, let me deliver the letter to the city-state, and gave me the route—she wouldn't let me go with her, it wasn't her." ”

“…… Okay, that's fine. ”

The cold and disorderly wind blew through the night wilderness, the black and white tall grass rose and fell in the wind, and a small origami boat fluttered from the side of the Lost to the ground, and Duncan was the first to jump off the boat and trample on the solid ground of this dead wilderness.

Beside him, Agatha's hazy figure also "floated" from the ship as if it had no weight, and landed lightly beside him.

The last to jump out of the boat was the sailor - he rolled over and jumped on the ground a little awkwardly, his hips rattling at a strange angle.

"Tsk...... I need someone to put on a metal joint before I go," the sailor babbled back on the dislocated joint, and limped over, "just get here?" What's next? ”

Agatha glanced back and saw that the boat was still in the grass, with only Lucrecia standing silently on board, while everyone else remained on the Lost Land—to prevent another situation on the Isle of Ashes.

Then she retracted her gaze, confirmed the circle next to her, and raised her hand to point to a certain position: "It's very simple, just come and lie down." ”

"Oh." The sailor agreed, and without any nonsense, immediately and cooperatively lay down in the place Agatha had pointed out—not caring about the cold ground, and allowing the black and white grass, which was almost half a man tall, to drown him.

“…… It really felt like a funeral," muttered the sailor, "and the grass was like a coffin all around." ”

Agatha ignored the sailor's babbling.

After making sure that the other party was lying down, she took a light breath, and then began to calm down and concentrate—and after a few moments, her figure, which had been vague and hazy as a hallucination in the fog, began to become clear.

An indiscernible green flame flickered in her figure, as if briefly reflecting her entity, and she transformed from a vague shadow into a translucent, ghostly entity, still illusory, but enough for her to complete the rest of the "operation".

A cane that came back from her memory appeared in her hand at some point.

“…… Some nostalgia. ”

Agatha looked at the cane in her hand, muttered softly, and then stepped beside the sailor, slowly slicing across the ground with her cane.

Pale flames burned and rose in the trail she had streaked, and a triangular silhouette was taking shape on the black, white and gray earth.

The sailor lay in the center of the triangle, and the tension made him finally close his mouth and wait for the next moment.

Agatha began to add symbolic runes around the triangle, which she sketched carefully—something she hadn't done in a long time.

"From now on, don't speak, don't look around, the dead don't talk and look around—you'll hear someone calling your name, or see strange lights and shadows in front of you, but that's all an illusion, don't pay attention," Agatha finally stopped near the sailor's head and looked down at the dried corpse lying in the center of the triangle, "Finally, you'll see the twilight glow, the only 'color' in the land of the dead, and then the 'gatekeeper' on this side will come."

"Remember what I told you, don't go with him - the next one, let me negotiate with the captain."

(End of chapter)