Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 459

[Chapter 457 Blessed (?)]

noticed the seriousness in Duncan’s words, and Fan Na subconsciously produced many associations and guesses in her mind—but in the next second, she abruptly controlled her thoughts, And nodded solemnly with Morris.

Controlling one’s curiosity is the basic rule for surviving in this world.

Confirming that Morris and Vanna are aware of the seriousness of this matter, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded to Alice beside him: “Clean up this pile of things on the table—don’t pour them into the sea, burn them directly. Drop.”

“Okay!”

Watching Alice quickly clean up the mess on the table, Duncan sat back on the chair, but his mind was still recalling the scenes he saw in that eerie dark space before, thinking Follow the information revealed in those “conversations”.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to establish contact with that dark space again.

Manuscripts cannot bear the impact of “truth”…so where is the original of this “book of blasphemy”? If we get the original, will we be able to establish a stable connection with that weird dark space? Or… Are there other extraordinary items that can achieve similar effects?

Duncan recalled his previous experience of falling asleep on the Lost Home, but then strayed into another Lost Home in the subspace—behind the captain’s cabin door of the other Lost Home was the weird dark space .

So he boldly guessed: “Dark space” itself should be a “place” that actually exists in the subspace, and establishing contact with it requires certain media and skills. The “manuscript” brought by Morris helped him establish This kind of connection, but… it doesn’t have to be the only “medium” available, if a way can be found to go to “another Lost Home” again, maybe it will be fine.

The method…subspace?

Duncan frowned, and immediately restrained his thoughts of diverging in this direction.

Because it is not sure whether this idea is his own or whether it was “released” to him by the subspace.

But one thing is clear.

He needs more “samples”—whether it’s the golden mask of the Sun Cultists, the copy of the Blasphemy Book of the Oblivion Cultists, or something in the hands of the Final Missionary, it will help him understand this the truth of the world.

Thinking of this, Duncan immediately raised his head and looked at Morris and Vanna who were opposite him: “Do you know where I can get more similar items? I mean something like this ‘Book of Blasphemy’ that cultists use To hold important ceremonies and missionary items.”

“You want more?” Morris was taken aback, then thought about it seriously, and shook his head, “This… I’m afraid it will be difficult. Although the Orthodox Church and the city-state authorities often Some cult items will be seized, but usually, these items will be destroyed after the necessary identification and research are carried out, no matter how special and valuable they are.” Duncan raised his eyebrows: “Destroy directly? Do not

keep What about it?”

“No samples, only information,” Fanna answered him. In related fields, the lady judge is obviously more professional than Morris. “There are some extremely dangerous things that will not even have information Only some descriptive texts that have been ‘translated’ and ‘safely modified’ will be kept in special archives, and even only in the memory of certain ‘keepers’.” Speaking of this, she

suddenly After a pause, he further explained: “Because the truly powerful cult items are basically equally dangerous and polluting, and they are directly directed at heretical gods, this danger and polluting will gradually increase over time , we often cannot predict how much harm they can cause, so the safest way is not to keep samples. And…” “And

people’s hearts are unpredictable, not to mention that no matter how strong the guardian is, there will be times when weaknesses are exposed,” Morris said. Seeing that Fan Na was a little hesitant, she took the initiative to take the lead, “The guards guarding the profane objects will be bewitched and will change subtly, and sometimes they don’t even know that they have fallen——In 1666, Moco city-state A saint talked with a forbidden book he was guarding in hallucinations, which caused the book to be activated, and finally caused dozens of tragic deaths. Since then, the city-states have stopped keeping samples of heretical items collected. “

Fan Na sighed: “In a certain sense, heretical items are more dangerous than ‘abnormalities’—because no matter how high-ranked abnormalities are, as long as you master the law of sealing, you can control or even use them, while heretical items… …sometimes even they themselves don’t know what’s going to come out of it.”

“Well,” Duncan rubbed his forehead, “it seems that we can’t expect to get samples from the city-states… we still have to find wild cultists to discover You just need to kill now.”

Hearing what the captain said, Fan Na’s lips twitched subconsciously, and then hesitated: “If…you are really interested, I can find a way to borrow some materials from the cathedral, although the corresponding The items have been destroyed, but there are still safe research materials.” “

…If you can, please help me find some materials.” Duncan nodded and said.

However, he felt that these materials should not be of much help to him—because what he wanted was not materials, but what he wanted was to find a suitable “medium” from those heretical items.

The book of blasphemy just now proved one point: the same supernatural object may have different “postures” in his eyes and in the eyes of ordinary people. The knowledge recorded by the scholars of the Orthodox Church is to him Most of the words are useless.

But no matter what, there is no harm in adding some knowledge in the extraordinary field.

At this moment, a loud voice from outside the captain’s room suddenly interrupted the communication between Duncan and Fanna.

It sounded like Shirley and Agou were chattering together.

Duncan frowned: “Open the door.”

Alice immediately ran over and opened the door of the captain’s cabin, and then saw Shirley and Agou who happened to run to the door: “Hey, don’t make a big fuss on the boat …”

“I know I know, but there is something important!” Shirley yelled at the door, her petite body squeezed in from beside Alice, “Captain, captain! The dog is bewitched! It said it I saw such a wicked thing!”

“Agou…was he possessed by an evil spirit?” Duncan’s face twitched suddenly, and he looked suspiciously at the deep hound being dragged in by Shirley

. Na also had an expression of “what kind of evil are you, such an evil thing”, but Agou Gulu who was dragged in suddenly got up, looking really nervous and terrified: “Really, I saw you twice in a row That thing! When I was reading a book, it suddenly popped up in my mind, staring at me directly at the level of consciousness…” “

While reading a book?” Duncan frowned upon hearing this, “What’s the fuss about it? Is this often the case, when Nina is rushing to do her homework, she cooks a few of them…” “

It’s not my fellow countrymen!” A Gou shook its huge dog head suddenly, looking a little anxious, “It’s not the shadow of the spirit world either. Or some other evil spirit, something I have never seen before – that thing appeared directly in my ‘consciousness’, like a bunch of weird lights, with a big one in the middle, glowing red, There is a small area around, just like the ‘starry sky’ between the spirit world and the deep, with dots of light surrounding the red light source in the middle…” As soon as

Ah Gou was talking halfway, Morris next to him suddenly He took two steps forward: “What did you say? What did you see?!”

It was the first time Agou saw this kind of reaction from this elegant and steady old scholar, and he was startled immediately, and subconsciously shrank his neck : “Ah…a big red light, surrounded by a bunch of flickering light spots…”

Morris listened dumbfounded, and confirmed the details with Agou several times before finally raising his head.

The old scholar’s face was full of astonishment and confusion, as if a hole had been hammered into the worldview he had built up half his life, and he was speechless for a while.

Fan Na on the side had already reacted, the muscles on her face trembled twice, and she turned to Morris hesitantly: “That sounds…why does it look a bit like…” “The gaze of the God of Wisdom Lahm…

” Mo Reese muttered to himself, then looked down at Agou again, as if looking at a rare antique just unearthed from the ground, “Have you been watched by the God of Wisdom?”

The captain’s room suddenly fell silent.

After some time, Gou raised his head blankly: “…What did you say?”

Duncan didn’t care about Gou’s reaction, but frowned and looked at Morris: “Are you sure?”

“Unless Gou I’m lying, otherwise there is no other explanation,” Morris said immediately, “It describes the image formed in the mind of the ‘blessed’ when the God of Wisdom descends and gazes down, and I have seen it before—every one This is no stranger to followers of Raheem.”

Duncan fell silent.

After a long time, he finally looked at the secluded demon lying on the floor covered in circles.

“What did you do when you saw that scene?”

“When you were writing the questions,” Agou said honestly, “one time was geometry, and the other time was algebra.”

Duncan: “…”

He didn’t say anything, Just continue to look at Agou quietly, looking at the ugly and huge… dog head.

(end of this chapter)