Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 739

[Chapter 721 Open the door]

Begin to pray—to your Lord.

The brain in the crown of bones suddenly twitched, and the “Saint” suddenly felt great danger and terror from these words – it didn’t know what the nature of this fear was, but the warning from the dark destiny was like It’s like a huge mountain pressing down on its subconscious!

It struggled violently in an instant, and its strong will even broke through the layers of restrictions set by the witch in its body for a short time. The bone spurs on the edge of the bone cage began to make a clicking sound, and with this short-term restriction loosened, its perception He finally recovered further, and finally became aware of the surrounding environment—the familiar atmosphere of Holy Land Island.

It realized where it had been taken, and at this moment, heavy despair shrouded its already crazy and mutated mind like night!

“Holy Land!” The terrifying brain expanded and contracted violently, and the surrounding air trembled, sending out a series of wild roars, “Holy Land! You have defiled the Holy Land! You pagans… The Lord will punish you, you alone You can’t even run away!”

Duncan and Lucretia just looked at the furious “saint” expressionlessly. After a moment, Duncan raised his right hand, holding a ball of flame in his palm. The edge jumped, and wisps of flames dropped to the surface, part of which spread towards the dark stone door, and the other part spread silently to the saint’s feet and began to burn slowly.

It wasn’t until the flames began to spread that Duncan broke the silence: “Two things. First, your ‘holy land’ does not need to be defiled by others – your stupid compatriots dug through the surface and awakened the flesh and blood of the ancient gods. They have now got their wish.” ‘The soul has returned to the Holy Lord’, in every sense of the word.

“Secondly, I don’t care what your Lord thinks about this matter, but I do have something to talk to your Lord about – so Start praying. This is probably the only opportunity in your life that you can truly share your worries with the Holy Lord Netherworld. And from a personal point of view… this will make you feel better in the next thing. “

The flames spread, and the green spiritual fire gradually climbed up the huge black stone door. The flames seeped into the ravine on the stone door like water, burning on its surface, making the entire door seem to come alive. With the illusion of trembling and shaking, another flame ignited the bones and limbs of the “Saint” and began to burn towards its whole body!

A fear that burned together with its soul swept through the monster’s mind, and the latter struggled hard in an instant. However, the witch’s restraint suppressed all its resistance in the blink of an eye, and it could only watch the flames spread. But compared to the pain felt by the body, another more terrifying and darker “touch” made it extremely desperate. ——It

felt that it was establishing a connection with the dark stone door. A “connection” that was deeper and more difficult to understand than physical contact was taking shape. It felt that it was gradually becoming a part of that door and becoming that door. Part of the world behind the door – its consciousness, its memory, all its reason and things that can be used to maintain “self” are turning into the… data of that door…

In the trance, there is a hollow voice Echoing, a weird low humming sound, on the edge of crumbling consciousness, the saint felt the part of his personality rising up again from the deformed and twisted body. It felt its hands and feet again, He felt the texture of his breath, and felt the sound vibrating his eardrums – the human parts that he had voluntarily given up seemed to have returned to this world in an illusion.

“Pray to your Lord…”

A voice spoke in his ear. The vibrations and echoes in his consciousness made him raise his head in a trance and confusion, but the resistance in his subconscious was still there, which made him grit his teeth and try hard to get rid of the influence of that voice – but the voice still kept coming, Trembling in all directions, even in his own subconscious –

“Pray to your Lord…”

He raised his eyes in the darkness and saw the majestic black door standing in front of him, like the beginning and end of all things, the door The surface of the water rippled, like ripples in a pool of water, and in the rippling light, he saw countless blurred and broken pictures –

he had studied in the city-state, and he had also been busy walking through the streets like ordinary people. Lane, he longed for many things, and was swallowed up by a greater emptiness the moment he got them. He noticed the falseness of the body in his wanton indulgence, and gained brief enlightenment in the baptism of blood – he saw himself His first victim, a young body lying quietly in the bloodletting tank, undergoing the last convulsions, he saw his last victim again. Only a pair of full-blooded pairs of remains remained in the group of wreckage that was no longer human. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, reflecting a powerful body that had transcended the mortal body…

and all of this was gradually being swallowed up by the black door – everything about him as a human being, everything that was inhuman, had been Everything that has been experienced, everything that has been escaped… is gradually being uploaded to the source…

“Pray to your Lord. “

Beside the black door, a giant full of starlight looked down. The giant had no facial features. Countless bright star rivers were flowing in his body. The dazzling star clusters and dim cloud belts outlined his indescribable face. He bent down slightly. , a tentacle-like star river extends and flows in front of the saint’s eyes. The front end of the flickering star tentacle opens silently, and countless eyes flicker in the starlight, examining the saint’s soul. Beside the starlight

giant, The black door slowly opened, and a being with a majestic body like a tower, surrounded by countless huge tentacles, was casting a glimpse of the world. Why

refuse to pray? The Lord is there… He has sent billions of merciful blessings. His eyes.

The huge emotion pried open the saint’s heart – he finally forgot where he came from and what he wanted to do. He bent down in front of that majestic existence, then crawled to the ground, whispering softly: “Lord …”

Green flames rose into the sky, and the dark stone door instantly turned into a slightly rippling dark mirror – in the undulation of the mirror, a vast world could be vaguely seen deep inside.

Duncan turned his head and saw that A shriveled black wreckage is burning quietly in the open space in front of the Black Gate. Its vitality has faded, but the remaining parts of the wreckage… seem to be able to burn for a long time.

“Saints are indeed more resistant to burning. “

He sighed casually, and then turned his eyes to the “black door” that was rippling like a mirror. On the opposite side of the door, the breaths of Shirley and Agou were still moving, and they were becoming clearer.

He stepped forward Taking a step forward, he touched the dark mirror surface with his fingers. The latter rippled, but there was no feeling from his fingertips.

It’s like a phantom.

“Is this the door to the deep sea?” Morris couldn’t help but come forward, frowning and saying while carefully observing the black door, “It looks… somewhat similar to the ‘crack’ opened by the deep demon, but Obviously more stable…”

“Essentially, this is a crack opened by the Deep Demon – that saint is already a Deep Demon, and of course it has the ability to open a passage to the Deep Sea,” Duncan said casually, “What I mean All I did was to forcibly fix the crack after it opened the door, and use the nature of the ‘connection point’ in this cave to position the door as close as possible to Shirley and Agou – now I can feel that they The two are somewhere opposite.”

As he spoke, he looked at Alice beside him, as well as Maurice and Lucretia opposite, and he had already made a plan in his mind.

“Alice, you and I go through the door together. Maurice and Lucy, you guys guard the door.”

“Don’t you need me to go in with you?” Lucretia immediately said worriedly.

“No,” Duncan shook his head, “I didn’t go to fight, I just wanted to find someone and talk to Holy Lord Yousui. It doesn’t matter if I bring one more person or one less person – but I need to stay on this side of the gate. Someone will guard you.”

After saying this, he paused, and while thinking, he added: “This crack will be open for a long time. Before we return, there will definitely be a deep demon aware of this passage, and then something will come from the gate. Run out – so you and Maurice need to guard here. And not only this gate, but the entire Holy Land Island may also undergo some changes because of this rift, so you have to inform Vanna and the people of the Deep Sea and Death Church. People, until the door closes, there may be many ‘guests’ around.”

Listening to her father’s arrangements, Lucretia’s expression gradually became serious and she nodded lightly:

“I understand – Maurice and I Sir, you will guard this place.”

Duncan nodded, said nothing more, just turned around and waved to Alice.

“Hold me and don’t let go.” He whispered to the puppet who followed.

Alice nodded immediately, stretched out her hand and grabbed Duncan’s arm tightly, but a smile appeared on her face – there was no nervousness in the smile, but she looked very happy, as if… she was not going to a place that for ordinary people A scary and terrifying place, but to go on an outing with the captain.

“Aren’t you afraid?” In front of the undulating black mirror, Duncan noticed the smile on Alice’s face and couldn’t help but ask softly.

Alice smiled happily: “Don’t be afraid!”

“Okay.”

Duncan nodded and took the puppet through the black door without hesitation.

A strange feeling came over me.

It was as if I had stepped through a layer of illusory fog, without any hindrance or discomfort. Only a slightly cool breath emerged quickly and then subsided. It was only a short moment, but it seemed as if I had crossed an infinitely long tunnel in the blink of an eye – -Alice

‘s eyes widened in surprise. She held the captain’s arm tightly and saw many streams of light flashing in front of her eyes. But compared to those wonderful streams of light, she was more surprised that she seemed to “hear” some sound.

While passing through the “tunnel” and heading to the opposite side, a voice came directly into her mind –

“Verify identity, ￥#@￥&%&… passed;

“Verify identity, LH-03, Pilot Three No., passed. “

(Time to recommend the book, from group friend Tata, the title of the book is “Sand Planet and Iron Oasis”, the genre is a road novel, emmmmm… According to the author’s own recommendation, it is a white-haired lolita driving a huge vehicle in the desolate apocalypse Adventure story?)

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