Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 101 Fiction and Reality in History

"Captain, are you sure that this is really all right?" Alice nervously looked at the "Little Flame" in Duncan's hand, and kept grabbing the lace decoration on the side of her clothes with both hands, "Don't burn down my house..."

Duncan held a mass of spiritual body fire in his hand, while searching for a place to attack beside Alice's "coffin", he looked back at the puppet helplessly: "My spiritual body fire is completely under control—don't you? Don't believe in my power?"

Alice quickly waved her hands when she heard this: "I believe, I believe..."

Only then did Duncan look back and gather himself.

With the current conditions on the Lost Home, it is impossible to conduct a complete test on Alice's "coffin", but this does not mean that he can't do some "preliminary research" first, before he can control the fire of the spirit body. Now that he is more and more proficient, he has vaguely touched some ways to use this flame to explore the secrets inside the extraordinary.

He still didn't dare to use this flame on Alice easily, but if it was used to study her wooden box...that's another matter.

After making some preparations, Duncan finally stretched out his hand slowly, extending a cluster of flames from his fingertips to the surface of the gorgeous wooden box.

The flames sank silently into the box like an illusory reflection. Alice widened her eyes and carefully observed the movement in front of her. After a short silence of two or three seconds, she saw a phantom-like flame suddenly appearing in her field of vision. spread out--

The fire of the spirit began to burn on the wooden box, burning from the inside out!The whole box showed a translucent texture in the blink of an eye, and in this seemingly real and illusory scene, the blazing flames began to quickly fill every detail in the box, as if reconstructing its "skeleton" structure!
"Hey, captain, captain, it's burning, it's burning!"

The puppet started bluffing in a fuss, but there was no response to her bluffing——Duncan had already focused his attention on the manipulation of the flames and the perception of the "coffin", and he watched the beating eyes in front of him with a solemn expression. The flames and the illusory wooden box, Alice's voice coming from the ear, seems to come from another world.

Duncan's mind is gradually calming down. He feels that the surroundings are getting quieter and quieter. Even the never-ending wind and waves on the boundless sea seem to be gradually moving away from his perception. He feels that his power has penetrated into an extremely vast "place", and More and more "perceptions" are being introduced into one's consciousness through the channels established by the flames——

This is a very different feeling from when he transformed the sun talisman with flames before!
If he had to make an analogy, using flames to transform the sun talisman felt as easy as filling a glass of water, but at this moment he felt that his flames were continuously pouring into a large lake, and the volumes of the two were not at the same level at all.

Is this the gap between the artificially mass-produced Extraordinary Item and the 099th-ranked abnormal item?
Duncan suddenly realized something in his heart, and in this flash of thought, he suddenly felt that the connection of the flames had finally reached a certain peak - the transmission of power suddenly became as smooth as a river, and immediately after, the surging "memory" Influx of minds!

The sound of the waves... The waves are hitting the unfamiliar coastline, the cold wind is blowing over the high wall, the towering wall stands in the distance, vaguely as if frozen, and the crowd... Shaking, dim , the crowd with only outlines...

Duncan's vision was floating in a certain place, which seemed to be in the air two or three meters above the ground. He looked around in astonishment, but only saw strange city-states and high platforms on the coastline. He saw countless black people gathering around the high platforms. It seemed to be a shadowy crowd, but none of them could be seen clearly.

Buzzing and rumbling sounds came from all directions. It seemed to be the sound of people whispering, but it was surprisingly loud and noisy. Duncan tried hard to distinguish, and finally found that it was not the sound of people talking at all, but countless "" "Inner voice"——the chaotic thoughts in the mind, the soliloquy in a tense and depressed atmosphere, the prayer to the gods and the pleading in fear.

Those "black shadows" did not speak, but their voices swept across the coastal high platform like a storm.

Duncan's heart moved, and he suddenly turned around.

In the pale, dim light of the sky in the distance, he saw something towering.

A guillotine—its sharp blade glows coldly in the gloom.

Through the only bit of historical knowledge in his mind, associating with the origin behind Anomaly 099, Duncan already realized where he was.

He looked under the guillotine, and it seemed that as his cognition gradually stabilized, a vague figure under the guillotine quickly became clear.

He saw that queen, the Frost Queen who was executed by the rebels half a century ago - her silver hair was like a waterfall, her lavender eyes were still bright in the dimness, and she was wearing thin clothes in the cold wind. skirt, but gritted his teeth so that his body did not tremble in the slightest.

Sure enough, she had exactly the same face as Alice.

Duncan felt a little weird. He looked at the lady who had exactly the same appearance as Alice. Even though he knew that this was the "proper body" in history, he still couldn't help but preconceived the lively girl on the boat in his mind. The image of a puppet, and the next second, a voice suddenly came from nowhere interrupted his thoughts——

"Your time is up, Frost 'Queen'."

This voice was cold and distant, but it sounded beside the guillotine as if piercing through the curtain of history.

The next second, Duncan saw two phantoms suddenly appearing beside the guillotine. The two phantoms came to the side of the Queen of Frost, as if they wanted to press the queen's arms to make her kneel under the guillotine, but the queen's body Standing still, the two tall phantoms were as weak as children.

Duncan heard that the noisy voices around him suddenly became more violent than before, and the countless black figures suddenly swayed one after another, and there were even some clear shouts in the middle—the cold and distant voice from before sounded again. , this time seemed to be a little more angry: "Quiet! Maintain order in the execution ground!"

More phantoms emerged around the guillotine, and the Frost Queen was finally suppressed under the torture tool of Senhan. She knelt down in the cold dust, but still raised her head, calmly staring at the high wall of the city-state in the distance, And above her neck, the sharp and heavy blade began to rise gradually with the creaking sound of the winch...

Duncan frowned. Even though he knew that this was just a phantom recorded in history, he subconsciously stepped forward when looking at the face of "Alice", wanting to reach out...

But at the moment when he just "moved", the Frost Queen under the guillotine suddenly turned her head slightly——she was staring at Duncan's position, staring at the time and space where she should be. She opened her mouth and said clearly and softly:
"Whoever you are, please don't pollute history."

Duncan stopped in astonishment, and then, he was even more astonished to hear someone beside the guillotine screaming: "Who are you talking to?!"

The Frost Queen had already withdrawn her gaze, as if she suddenly understood something, a relieved smile appeared on her originally cold face, she turned her head, as if she was saying to the executioner beside her: "Do it, before the sun Before setting off."

The guillotine fell suddenly.

Boundless darkness suddenly surged from all directions, and the phantoms in history began to tear apart into fragments of light and shadow. Duncan felt that his connection with "here" was rapidly weakening. He knew that the "echo" of this scene had come to an end, and In the phantom that was constantly breaking away, he could still hear some noisy and broken voices, those voices were far and near, and he could only vaguely hear a few fragments of them——

"...The Frost Queen is dead, we cut off the channel for the Homeless to return to the real world..."

"...Lee Nora tried in vain to build a second Homeless ship... She colluded with the shadow of the subspace, the evidence is conclusive, and she deserves to die..."

"...The new consul will soon restore order, and all materials related to the 'Abyss' exploration plan will be destroyed...Active whistleblowers still have a chance to be forgiven..."

"Pursue the rebel ship Haiwu and the defected navy with all our strength... It doesn't matter whether you live or die... Wait, what's the sound... Get out, this place is going to collapse!"

Exclamations, shouts, loud noises of giants breaking and collapsing, roaring and raging waves...

Duncan suddenly left the boundless darkness, as if returning to the surface of the sea from a deep dive. At the end of the darkness, what he heard was a series of loud noises, which sounded as if the entire cliff collapsed from the coastline into the sea.

He had witnessed a history with his own eyes, and heard it collapse into nothingness in the darkness.

He saw a phantom in history, and that phantom begged him not to pollute history.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw the familiar cabin, heard the familiar sound of waves, and saw the familiar puppet sitting on the bedside, pulling out its head with a "Bo'er", and "Bo'er" again. Just plug it back in and have a great time.

Duncan: "...?"

(End of this chapter)