Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 309

[Chapter 309 Agou’s Fierce Reaction]

In the room with the blue door, Duncan and his party were silent, and the twisted biological tissue stuck to the door was also silent for a long time.

After such a long time, Duncan suddenly broke the silence: “Is there anything else you can do for us?” “I do

n’t seem to have anything to regret,” Crystal’s voice came, “I can’t think of anything to ask for— —Good-hearted people, what can you do to help a soul who has been dead for many years?”

“Where’s your family?” Fan Na couldn’t help asking.

“Family…” Christo obviously hesitated for a moment, as if some memories had just appeared in his distorted “body”, “Oh, yes, family…my wife and daughter, they live in Frost , at the end of Hearth Street…”

Krystal muttered softly, his voice getting lower and lower, as if he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly he woke up again, and his voice was clearer: “Ah, if there is a chance , you guys can go and see them for me, or send a message back, although they should have known about what happened on the Obsidian.” “

Any special messages you want to send?” Fanna asked.

This time, Christo thought for a long time, and just when Vanna thought he was going to fall asleep again, a voice suddenly came out from the wriggling biological tissue: “I can’t think of it, I can’t even remember their words.” That’s it… just say good morning to them, and tell them I have no regrets or pain in leaving. That’s it.” “We’ll let them know

if they still live at that address,” Duncan said softly. Nodding his head, at the same time, his gaze fell on the slightly wriggling and shrinking body of “Krystal”.

It’s not an illusion, the activity of this mass of biological tissue is gradually weakening, and Christo’s mind seems to be leaving this body little by little, and a layer of faint gray is spreading along the edge of this mass of tissue.

All these changes may be related to the heart stopping in the depths of the Obsidian.

The time to leave has come.

“We should go.” Duncan said calmly.

“It’s about time…” Christo’s voice became more low-pitched and vague, but he could still hear clearly, “Then I wish you a smooth voyage—just leave me here, the captain should With his ship.”

“…actually, we will sink this ship before we leave,” Duncan hesitated for a second or three, but decided to tell the truth about what happened next, “Krystal Captain, you should be able to guess that the Obsidian has been polluted, and we cannot allow this ship to continue drifting on the boundless sea—it is a threat to ordinary navigators.” Christo was silent for a moment, and said softly

: “Thank you, kind man.”

Duncan looked at the captain for a few seconds, nodded silently, and prepared to walk away.

But just as he was about to pass through that door, Christo’s voice suddenly came to his ears again: “Are there any followers of Bartok, God of Death?” “…I’m sorry, no,”

Van Na shook her head, “Why do you ask that?”

“Ah, I just hope that a believer in the god of death can give me a prayer for my soul – after all that I have gone through, my soul is already unclean, so I must not be able to pass through the Baba. Toke’s door of life and death, if there is a prayer to send a soul, maybe my soul can dissipate faster… But it’s fine if there is no one, the world is always unsatisfactory, isn’t it?” Fan Na and

Morris They looked at each other subconsciously, and the latter couldn’t help but speak after a short hesitation: “We are priests of the Goddess of Storms and the God of Wisdom, and we will pray for you after we leave—although it may be possible for the believers of Death It doesn’t help much.”

“I don’t know about Bartok, the god of death, but if what you said is the greatest wish of a believer of the god of death when he is dying…” Duncan said, stepping forward to hold the animal that was stuck to the door. palm, “I hope you get what you want.”

“…Thank you, kind people.”

The wriggling lump of flesh finally ceased to make any sound, its wriggling gradually slowed down, and the gray-white color that represented death had spread everywhere—he wasn’t completely dead yet, but the last vitality was no longer enough to support him to continue talking.

Duncan silently nodded to the captain of the Obsidian, and walked through the door.

The party left the Obsidian’s captain’s cabin, walked through the upside-down corridor, passed through the triple nested doors, and returned to the deck of the ghost ship.

The sun is setting.

Accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, the undead bird wrapped in flames flew from the direction of the Lost Homeland, circling over Duncan and the others.

The faint green flame rose from the Obsidian, and then turned into a meteor and returned to the Lost Home not far away.

After a while, the Lost Homeland slowly adjusted its position, and the gun door baffles on one side of the ship rose one after another, and black hole muzzles protruded from the firing holes.

Cannon fire roared, and fiery meteors fell like rain. Under the reflection of the slanted and blood-colored sunset, the Obsidian was enveloped in blazing green flames almost in the blink of an eye, and rapidly advanced in a series of spectacular burning and explosions. Water, disintegrate, sink.

This ghost ship that had been completely eroded by extraordinary power sank into the deep sea in a very short period of time, leaving only a few large and small eddies on the sea surface.

On the edge of the deck of the Lost Home, Duncan faced the setting sun, watched the sinking direction of the Obsidian, and watched the ghost ship until the last moment.

He didn’t look back until the latter completely sank, and glanced at Fanna and Morris who were standing behind him.

“Navigation on the boundless sea is one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, and those ocean-going captains are in the most dangerous position,” Morris said with some sighs, “Almost half of the ocean-going captains can’t die well—even if they are Living and retiring and settling down on land, they will not be able to easily integrate into the lives of ordinary people due to various reasons. Most of them will suffer from curses and mental abnormalities. Hallucinations, hallucinations, hallucinations, and even disordered memories will haunt them all their lives. , my daughter Heidi . . . deals with this kind of thing a lot.”

Duncan did not echo the old scholar’s exclamation.

After all, from the perspective of the world, the Lost Homelander and his “Captain Duncan”… are actually one of many examples of “unhappy death”.

It’s just that his “not dying well” is too vigorous.

“How are Shirley and Agou?” Duncan asked suddenly.

“I went to see them just now,” Alice on the side immediately raised her hand, “Agou said it was fine, and is now studying Nina’s primary school textbooks, Shirley said that Agou needs someone to take care of her Dozing next to the dog.”

“…the dark hound chasing knowledge and its illiterate master?” Duncan’s mouth trembled, and he walked towards the cabin, “I’ll go see their situation.” He came

straight Shirley and Agou shared the cabin, knocked on the door, but found that the door was only ajar, pushed the door into the room, and saw Zheng sitting in front of the desk with two hind legs, holding a textbook for elementary school students in his two front paws. A dog who reads textbooks with gusto.

And the illiterate Shirley sleeping in the dark on the bed behind Gouzi.

The corner of Duncan’s mouth trembled. Even though he heard Alice say that just now, he still couldn’t help but feel very strange when he actually saw this scene of disobedience, and Agou also heard the movement at the door, so he raised his head and glanced: ” Oh, Captain, you…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhh

. , almost jumped on the roof!

There was another crash, and the black chain connecting Agou and Xueli was instantly tightened, and Xueli, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was directly carried by Agou into mid-air, and after a loud “boom”, it hit her firmly. on the wall next to it.

“Agou, you are insane!” Shirley jumped up and jumped at Agou as soon as she hit the ground, “Why did you suddenly…” She finally noticed the person standing at the

door Duncan also noticed Agou’s undecided look.

“Are you okay, dog?”

Shirley and Duncan spoke at almost the same time.

“I’m fine, I’m fine…no, no, something’s wrong…” Ah Gou seemed to have not recovered, still trembling all over, his eyes kept wandering, as if he wanted to look in Duncan’s direction, but he couldn’t help his instinct He evaded desperately, and after holding back for a long time, he finally said, “Captain, do you have something… in your left pocket…” “

Something?” Duncan was startled. After a while, a small metal box that was used to store tobacco was found out from inside.

After opening the metal box, a strange “meat” the size of a thumb and dark in color came into everyone’s sight.

“I, I, I… Fuck!” A Gou became more nervous the moment he saw that thing, and rushed to the corner of the wall, “Where did this… where did it come from?!” “

Obsidian In the deepest part of the world,” Duncan frowned, “Why did you react like this? From this thing…” “The

Lord of the Deep! The breath of the Lord of the Deep!” Agou’s whole dog trembled as if it had turned on the vibration mode, ” This is the flesh and blood of Holy Lord Youshen!”

(End of this chapter)