Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 752

[Chapter 734 After the Branch]

there was a roar that tore through the air. The heavy alloy sword slashed towards the earth like a star falling from the sky. The heavy sword had no edge, but it cut through a heavy tank like butter. The giant demon was easily torn in half, and then with a loud thunderous noise, Fanna punched the ground. In the terrifying shock, several weak demons gathered around her were directly hit by this The shock crushed it into powder.

A weird and sharp scream sounded from behind, and a missile containing dirty energy struck from a tricky angle. Vanna stood up quickly, but before she was about to reach out to block the missile, a swift black shadow had already come from the side. Rushing forward, a two-handed sword with shining silver light blocked the dangerous sneak attack. Then several marines holding enchanted steel swords swarmed forward and chopped up the demon that launched the sneak attack not far away into minced meat.

Fanna looked up at the black figure and nodded slightly: “The reaction speed is very fast.”

Amber’s face showed a happy look, she nodded happily, and then couldn’t help but look at Fan with an expression of wonder and envy. Na glanced at her: “You’re really… stronger than I thought.”

“Fortunately, I’m in better condition today.” Fan Na turned the alloy giant sword in her hand and stabbed it into the mist beside her with her backhand. A deep hound that had just emerged from the thick fog penetrated the head, and then the other hand flicked on the hilt of the sword – the demon was instantly crushed into fine dust, “And these demons are not very strong…than The enemies I have dealt with recently are much weaker.”

Amber’s expression seemed to be stiff for a moment, but she quickly recovered and returned to her position – continuing to direct the soldiers to clean up the wandering demons that appeared near the entrance of the cave. At the same time, combatants were organized to take turns to rest and strengthen defenses.

Fanna also raised the giant sword in her hand again, but at this moment, she seemed to suddenly feel something, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked into the depths of the thick fog.

At a certain moment, she felt as if she saw a figure – a figure in a shabby robe, hunched over the rocky beach in the canyon.

The figure didn’t seem to notice the fierce fighting around him, nor the demons and church warriors who were so close at hand. He was like a phantom emerging from another dimension of time and space, hurriedly walking through the mist.

This only lasted a moment – when Vanna blinked again, he had disappeared.

Then, a terrifying demon that was made up of countless stacked and intertwined bones and looked like a ferocious “bone ball” with a diameter of three meters emerged from the thick fog not far away. The hollow roar coming from the inside of the bone ball made people laugh. Fanna had to temporarily suppress her doubts and raised her sword to face the enemy…

Amidst a series of intensive musket fire, the weird demon crawling out of the black door was torn apart by the bullets fired by the toy soldiers before it had time to stabilize its form. fragments, and then accompanied by passwords and whistles, the toy soldiers smeared with colorful paint quickly regrouped and began to dig fortifications on the ground, pushing the gun carriages carved from wood onto the position.

Morris watched this scene curiously, then reached out to grab a toy soldier from the ground and placed it in front of his eyes to observe carefully. The metal plate on his forehead receded, among the countless rapidly rotating gears and trembling reeds in the skull cavity. A set of precision lenses were pushed out by the mechanical arm and focused on the toy soldier.

The toy soldier struggled for a few times and began to hit Morris’s fingers with the butt of the rifle in his hand. A series of “clang-dang-dang” sounds were made from the collision of wood and metal.

Morris let go of the toy soldiers, and while flexing his fingers, he turned to look at the “Sea Witch” who was using a baton to continuously control various toy soldiers, origami chariots, and origami soldiers to arrange their positions: “… quite irritable.”

“…Can you stop arresting my soldiers to study them?” Lucretia glanced at Morris helplessly, “How about you go and study the remains of those demons? They are everywhere here…”

” What’s there to study about the remains of demons? There are them on the ship every now and then.” Morris casually took out the pipe, but when he put it in his mouth, he remembered that he was currently in a “casting state”, so he had to put the pipe back into his pocket angrily, ” If I have a chance, I want to ask you about puppet technology. The driving method you use seems to be somewhat related to the academy technology, but the route is different…” “

When things here are over, of course – I am also very interested in the casting body you use. “I’m interested,” Lucretia said casually, “I have dealt with the Academy of Truth a lot, and I know that you have this kind of ‘magic’ that temporarily transforms part of your body into a machine, but you can cast the whole body Chemical’… this is the first time I’ve seen it.”

Morris smiled, and there was a trembling buzzing sound from the reed in his throat, but at this moment, what he was about to say was interrupted by a sudden glimpse of a scene from the corner of his eye. if.

Deep in the dark cave, in an open space beside the black door, a figure seemed to appear suddenly.

The figure was wrapped in a shabby white robe, and it seemed as if he had been standing there for a long time. Neither the demons around him nor the “soldiers” summoned by Lucretia seemed to notice this uninvited guest – he just stood there so quietly. Standing on the battlefield, his appearance was out of tune with the surrounding environment, as if he were a phantom projected from another dimension of time and space.

He seemed to be observing the black door, and remained motionless as he stared at the door.

However, in just a moment, when Morris blinked again, the strange figure disappeared.

Lucretia suddenly noticed something strange about Maurice. After commanding the soldiers to eliminate another demon that emerged from the black door, she immediately turned her head: “What’s wrong?” “

…A figure appeared. Near the Black Door,” Morris said solemnly, “But it disappeared in the blink of an eye, didn’t you see?” “

No,” Lucretia shook her head and frowned slightly, “Damn it, I didn’t just Pay attention to that direction…”

“…It doesn’t matter,” Morris glanced at the “witch” and waved his hand, “I took the photo.”

Lucretia’s expression was stunned: “Shoot…?”

Morris nodded. At the same time, a series of clicking sounds of gear rotation and mechanism switching began to be heard in his body, and then his entire jaw joint began to move in a very scary way. It fell down directly – a dark opening was exposed, and a palm-sized piece of photo paper was slowly spit out.

Morris took out the photo paper and shook it in the air. He casually reinstalled the jaw joint with his other hand, then handed the photo paper to Lucretia: “I’m not sure, it seems to have been disturbed, but still You can see a white shadow.”

Lucrecia took the photo paper with a strange expression and saw the blurry figure near the black door, but her eyes couldn’t help but fall on Maurice: “…Why is this even They all have functions…”

Morris smiled slightly: “I said, I had many adventure experiences when I was young…”

Lucretia: “…”

…

Duncan seemed to vaguely feel that when When he took his hand back, something was quietly changed – whether it was his destiny or the future of this world, he couldn’t tell what it was.

He just had a vague feeling that the decision he made at this moment was very critical, whether it was good or bad.

He raised his head and saw that the dark red core was still floating calmly close at hand. The light in the core flickered on and off, while the majestic “mountain” behind the core became quiet, and the lights on its surface The array appears a bit dim.

His rejection did not “irritate” this ancient god, he seemed just a little…confused.

After a while, a voice came from the core: “Why?”

Then, the light inside the core was slightly brighter than before, and it continued: “Theoretically, it should be in line with your wishes to allow the shelter to be repaired. ——You have saved three city-states, and ‘taking over’ this world can allow all city-states to be saved more completely, and they will no longer be threatened by loss of control and pollution for a long time… I calculated all You should be happy to see such a result, but why would you refuse?”

Duncan was silent for a while and suddenly asked: “Then what?”

The light in the dark red core seemed a little confused: “Then?”

Duncan’s tone was calm: “What about after the ‘quite a long time’ you said?” The

dark red core fell into silence, and the slowly flickering light seemed to show its hesitation.

“I don’t know if there are any other plans – maybe your proposal is indeed the best choice at this stage, maybe everything will develop as you said, but at least for now… I can’t agree to you.”

Duncan He said calmly while taking a small step back.

“Just think of it as intuition… I feel like there’s a big problem with your ‘plan’. I think there are other ways – not just to reset this shelter and continue to survive.”

He paused. Look very carefully at the few glimmers of light in the core.

“And just like your reaction – it’s obvious that you’re not sure what will happen ‘quite some time’ from now. Maybe my takeover can really get the entire asylum back to its best shape and make up for its current state of affairs. All flaws, but even you are not sure how long a restored shelter like this that fully conforms to the ‘blueprint’ can run –

“The sun that was once considered ‘eternal’ has been extinguished twice. The border fog that serves as the ‘Eternal Curtain’ has been collapsing since decades ago. The gods are gradually dying. You are also aware of your own situation – all things are perishable, and I don’t think that as long as I am sitting in ancient times, The position of the kings and gods can change all this… After all, as a ‘world’ for all living beings to thrive, this ‘infinite sea’ is too… cramped in terms of resources and space.

“And from a selfish point of view, I don’t hope that after taking over all this, in another ten thousand years, I will sit in your position again and watch this sanctuary fall into the end again like you – At that time, who should I find to ‘take over’ all this?”

(End of Chapter)