Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 109 The Illusory Scorching Sun

Duncan now began to understand a little bit why the world feared and hated the Lost Homeland so much, and regarded the Lost Homelander's captain as a plague.

Because in a sense, this "mobile natural disaster" is really like the plague.

In a dark and chaotic space, Duncan quietly watched the jumping flames in his hands, feeling the power contained in the flames that were extremely docile to him.

Fire is the most special existence in this world—it is not only the carrier of light and warmth, but also the guarantee for the development of mortal civilization in the midst of crises. It maintains the order and balance between the extraordinary realm and the real world, and also It symbolizes the blessing and protection of the gods to the world.

In most of the supernatural fields, "fire" occupies a special position and role.

And his flames seemed to carry some extremely dangerous...characteristics, even if they were placed in the extraordinary domain, they were more terrifying than all flames.

It has the ultimate pollution, the ultimate secrecy, the ultimate usurping and profane power.

Judging from the currently known information, the fire of the spirit body has the characteristics of polluting and distorting supernatural objects, it can also be used to occupy the body of the dead, and it can even hide in the soul of the living. There is no way to clear it away - given just the right moment, the fire will smolder within the soul, establishing a hidden passage to the Lost Home.

This is equivalent to a plague that can hardly be detected and eradicated. At least for now, the power of the so-called "saints" is useless in the face of this flame.

Duncan exhaled softly.

Now he doesn't know what the weak connection between himself and Fanna can be used for, but at least it seems that as long as there is a suitable "medium" and some kind of "opportunity", he can He directly saw and heard the situation around that saint, and according to his own perception by the "mirror" at that time, he should also be able to put his power near that saint to a certain extent—the most effective The delivery method should be to pollute the "flame" near that saint.

When the passage was established, he clearly sensed the presence of a "flame" beside Fanna, and the flame was responding to his peeping, and coupled with the experience accumulated in manipulating the fire of the spirit body before, he could be sure that " Flame" must be a condition for establishing a connection.

As for what the appropriate "medium" and "opportunity" are... The former can temporarily confirm that the "mirror" and "flame" can be used as the carrier of the projection channel (or in the "professional term" in the transcendental field, it is called "ritual props") , for the latter...

Duncan recalled the words he heard when the connection was suddenly established:
"...It may instead link them to the Lost Home..."

He sensed the establishment of the channel immediately after hearing this sentence, so the opportunity may also lie in this sentence.

"The word Lost Home..."

Duncan's understanding of the extraordinary domain is limited, but even with this little understanding, he also knows the special role of "name" in the extraordinary domain.

The name Duncan Abu Normar, the name Lost, have power.

He had a certain answer in his mind for the time being:
When Fanna, the "carrier", said the name "Lost Homeland" near the flames and mirrors, the connection between her and the Lost Homeland would be instantly strengthened, and at this time, if Duncan took the initiative to respond This "calling" and the channel will be established.

The thoughts in his heart gradually calmed down, and Duncan also withdrew his eyes from looking at the little "stars" in the distance.

He has no conflicts with the Church of the Deep Sea, nor does he have any malice towards the young lady judge, and naturally he does not intend to use this connection to harm the other party, but if this connection can bring him some valuable information from time to time... ...not a bad thing.

The dark and chaotic space and the dots of brilliance faded away like flowing water. Duncan opened his eyes and saw that he had "returned" to his dormitory again.

The golden mask in the shape of the sun was lying quietly by his hand, and the pigeon Ay was squatting on the table near the mask, taking a nap.

The bird had been sent to chat with the Goathead before, but the latter, for some reason, didn't want to talk, so he sent the bird back.

After a little hesitation, Duncan reached out and picked up the sun mask.

Although there were some small episodes and a lot of unexpected information came across in a daze, but now things are finally back on track - he has time to study this "sacred object of the sun".

He first flipped through the mask several times to confirm the details of the shape and the specific material of the thing. While flipping through it, he suddenly noticed that a corner of the mask seemed to have been knocked a little.

There is a faint gloomy tone in the broken position.

Duncan frowned, and the next second, the pigeon that was dozing on the table before suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings and hopped up and down and shouted: "Copper plating of iron! Copper plating of iron!"

As soon as Duncan heard the pigeon's words, he felt that the damaged part of the mask was more eye-catching. He quickly picked the damaged part with his fingernails, studied it carefully for a while, and finally came to a conclusion with a dull expression——

The real TM is copper-plated iron, not even gold-plated.

Because some parts of the corners of the mask have even started to turn green...

"Isn't this fooling people!" Duncan finally couldn't help muttering due to the psychological gap. He looked at the heavy iron bump in his hand in frustration, and recalled the "reselling" plan in his mind when he was about to study the mask. Feeling chills in my heart, "I'm still counting on getting a few more layers from those cultists... Mass-produced holy objects can't do that, right?!"

Pigeon Ai rolled his eyes when he heard Duncan's muttering, fluttered his wings and shouted, "Are you sure this melon is ripe?"

Duncan reacted for a while before he realized what the pigeon meant—it meant "Are all the products in your store genuine?"
He recalled the pile of defective products of modern industry in his store, and gave Ai a blank look: "Shut up."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to the bird spirit next to him, and turned his attention to the golden mask.

After confirming that this thing is really a cheap mass-produced product, his "test" no longer has any worries.

A cluster of faint green flames rose from the fingertips, and covered the lines on the surface of the golden mask like flowing water, and then under Duncan's control, gradually penetrated into the "holy object".

The mass-produced sacred object is also a sacred object. Even if the real material of this thing is copper-plated iron, the runes engraved inside it and the sun shape on its surface must also play an extraordinary role. Since the sun priest can use this thing Communicating with his "god", it means that this sun mask can be analyzed and studied according to the laws of supernatural items.

Duncan has quite a lot of experience in the research field of supernatural objects. His main experience is setting fire to disagreement - the most recent practice was to burn Alice's coffin box with green fire. Facts have proved that this research method is very effective.

Feeling the flames gradually invading the inside of the mask, Duncan also concentrated his mind and began to perceive the information that might be contained inside this extraordinary item.

This is a mass-produced thing, and its "personality" is definitely not as good as Alice's doll coffin. Duncan thought that he should be able to understand the function and usage of this thing soon, and contaminate and usurp it to become own stuff.

With this in mind, he peeked into the truth deep in the mask—but in the next second, things developed beyond his expectations!
A burst of thunder-like explosions suddenly exploded in his mind, as if a channel was suddenly "blast" by him deep in the ordinary mask, and his spirit that penetrated into the mask suddenly felt a huge and powerful wave. The scorching power overflowed, and immediately afterwards, he felt as if he had "passed through" a passage, or pushed open a door, and grand illusions flooded into his mind!

It might have been just a second, it might have been less, just a few fleeting images in which he witnessed a blazing ball of fire burning alone in the dark of space.

The sun, a real, burning, gravitational... star.

In the astonishing heat and tearing gravitational force, Duncan faced the scorching sun directly, but he did not turn into ashes in the sun—that round of stars seemed to be just a phantom from ancient times, and it left behind The majesty and aura that existed in the real world can't really affect the real world in the slightest.

Duncan stared dumbfounded at this round of scorching sun burning in illusion, and then watched this round of scorching sun slowly turn an angle in his sight.

On the back of the sun, there are dark and pale flesh and hundreds of millions of curled and withered tentacles. These abhorrent limbs stretching for hundreds of millions of kilometers together surround a huge half-closed pupil that has been dead for an unknown number of years.

The scorching corona is burning on the false shell woven and supported by the flesh and tentacles——releasing the mighty power of trying to imitate the "sun", but it is ultimately a fake.

A faint, ethereal, even hallucinatory voice sounded in Duncan's ear:

"The fire usurper... put me out... I beg you..."

(End of this chapter)