Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 437 After the Disaster
The snow is falling heavily, not too big, but it seems that it will last for a long time. The sun's brilliance is blocked by the dark clouds, and the skylight penetrating through is not too bright, but it really exists.

Looking through the window facing the street, you can see that there are already pedestrians on the road-those who survived the disaster, the fear still remains in their eyes.

These terrified citizens came out of their hiding places, confirmed the existence of acquaintances on the street, or inquired about the whereabouts of missing persons, and asked if there was any new news from the upper city, and some people were still immersed in the mirror image invasion. Amidst the horror, he cowered in fear of every figure that walked in front of him, hurried out of the house, and locked himself back in the house in a hurry.

The scarred steam walker and the equally scarred city guards, sheriff troops, and guardian squads passed by the intersection. Their appearance can make many people feel at ease. The loudspeaker installed on the steam walker broadcasts the end of the vision. Announcement—The mirror image invasion has subsided, and the whole city will enter a state of 48-hour security control. During this period, the city-state authorities will regain control of the situation and clean up hidden dangers in the city. Material supplies, electricity, steam power and fresh water will be released on the [-]st. Immediately recover, and notify all blocks to report the casualties as soon as possible...

The mixed noise of the loudspeaker broadcast faded away, and the poor sound quality reflected the bleak atmosphere on the street on this snowy day. However, after the steam walker passed the street, many people's nerves did relax a little bit.

Shirley was lying in front of the window of the living room, looking at the scene on the street outside while muttering: "I don't know how long the chaos will last... The price of bread will definitely increase."

Nina was sitting on the sofa next to her, with her mouth open, blowing hot air that could distort the air. She turned her head after hearing Shirley's muttering: "It must be a mess for a while. It took three days for law and order—but it must not be too chaotic, after all, the sheriff's troops are still there..."

"Hey! Don't talk to me!" Shirley couldn't stand due to the hot wind, she retreated from the window in embarrassment, and shouted at Nina while dodging, "You are blowing like the steam core is leaking ! Why is it so hot!"

Nina quickly covered her mouth with her hand, and while steaming from the corner of her mouth, she apologized vaguely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I've been in that state for too long..."

At this moment, Duncan's voice came to the ears of the two girls: "As I said, Nina can only stay in the sky for a while now—her condition is not stable."

When Shirley heard the voice, she quickly turned around and stood at attention. Nina also jumped off the sofa and ran to Duncan with a smile: "Uncle Duncan!"

Duncan also laughed, and gently hugged Nina, who was steaming all over her body, then turned his head, and responded with a slight nod to Morris and Vanna, who were getting up from the chairs beside them and bowing down to salute him: "Look You seem to be in good shape."

"In good shape," Morris said, adjusting his monocle, "and in shock."

"I thought my nerves were already thick enough after the big fire in Prand," Fanna also said, with emotion and awe in her tone, "To be honest, it's more exciting to talk to you like this. Relax—I mean, on normal 'scale'."

"It's enough to come here once in a while," Duncan waved his hand, "But one thing to say, the perspective from the sky is really impressive."

While talking, his eyes noticed something on the dining table not far away.

It was a large book with a black cover, without any text symbols on the cover, and the whole book revealed a strange and dangerous atmosphere.

"This is the 'Book of Blasphemy' that you seized from that little leader of the Annihilation Sect?" Duncan's eyes fell on the book, "It doesn't look...it's really not a serious book."

"Yes," Morris nodded, and stepped forward to pick up the book carefully, "Afterwards, I did some simple identification on the book under the premise of ensuring safety, and speculated that it should not be the 'original', but It is a copy held by a special member of the Annihilation Sect—because if it is the original, it should have stronger power and be more precious, and it is impossible for a small leader to casually bring it to the city-state. "

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "As for the function of this book... it may be used to spread teachings, or it may be used as a medium in spellcasting or rituals. The relevant content, this part of the content should be used as a source of strength for those cultists, but the specific situation can only be guessed."

While talking, he handed over the book: "Do you want to read it now?"

"Take it back on the boat and read it again." Duncan shook his head, "This city is still very chaotic, what might happen after I open this book, it's better to add less chaos - and there will be guests in a while. "

"Guests?" Fan Na asked curiously, "Who are the guests at this time?"

Duncan glanced at Fan Na, with a smile in his tone: "Your colleague, she is coming this way."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Fanna's suddenly strange expression, but walked to the window facing the street, sat down on the sofa, and waited in peace.

Footsteps sounded from beside her, and Alice walked in front of Duncan. The lady doll had an optimistic expression of not thinking about anything as usual: "Captain! When are we going home? Go back after receiving the guests?"

Duncan raised his eyelids and glanced at the solid-headed puppet: "Do you think... things here are over?"

"Ah? Otherwise?" Alice was full of confusion, "The villains are all dead, the disaster is over, and then the rest of the people continue to go on adventures - I see that's what it says in picture books..."

The corner of Duncan's mouth trembled, and he looked up at Alice: "What else did the picture book say?"

"The picture book also said that the prince and the knight lived a happy life..."

Duncan: "...?"

He choked for a while, and finally spoke up: "Generally speaking, there shouldn't be a princess in this kind of picture book story..."

"The princess ran away with the housekeeper..."

Duncan was silent for a few seconds, then took a light breath.

"Where did this picture book come from?"

Alice thought for a while, then raised her finger to Shirley: "There are many..."

In the next second, before Duncan could speak, Shirley jumped up and rushed towards the door: "I saw a second-hand bookstore that couldn't keep going, so I bought a bunch of them because the clearance books were very cheap. Is it best to start with picture books when reading some books? I didn’t expect them to be such strange things. No wonder they can’t be opened. It’s none of my business..."

The girl ran across half of the living room crying and howling, before Duncan planned to teach her a lesson, she had already run to the door, opened the door with a bang, raised her legs and ran out.

The next second, there was a bang from outside the door, followed by Shirley's exclamation: "Fuck what the fuck..."

Almost everyone in the room was stunned—Alice didn't realize what happened at all, Nina was startled by Shirley's howling ghosts and wolves at close range, Fanna didn't expect Shirley to be so courageous, Maurice... the venerable old gentleman is still reeling from the "princess ran off with the housekeeper" story.

Only Duncan was still sitting comfortably on the sofa, neither chasing Shirley nor curious about the movement coming from the door.

He just turned his head and looked towards the door.

Footsteps sounded, and a young lady walked in hesitantly.

She was wearing a black priest robe with the church logo, her eyes were covered with a thick layer of black cloth, her long hair was hanging behind her, and scars like cracks could still be seen on the bare skin on her arms and neck. The horrific wounds carried a holy aura like stigmata.

More importantly, she held Shirley who was baring her teeth and claws in her hand.

"Sorry." Agatha raised her head, nervously "looking" at each figure in the room, "I wanted to knock on the door, but...she ran out suddenly."

As she spoke, her eyes swept across the room.

In the faded houses showing a black, white and gray texture, figures exuding a strong sense of presence came into her "vision"——

She saw an old man with a dim silhouette. The old man was surrounded by colored light streams, and there were matrix-like light spots flickering in the old man's body, as if Laheem was looking at the world;

There was another tall figure standing next to the old man. The outline of the figure was dark and chaotic, filled with ominous light and shadow reminiscent of the subspace, but there was also a faint green flame jumping between the light and shadow, maintaining the figure's strength. Stablize;

A bunch of bright arc-shaped flames stood near the window. The flames seemed to have no mysterious power, but released pure light and heat. Just looking at it, it seemed that the soul was being burned by it;

There is also an empty body standing in the room, with countless faint thin lines spreading out from the body, she seems to be casting a curious gaze towards it, and Agatha even has a feeling under the gaze. A fear that one's own soul will be captured by it and become one of the "thin threads".

And among these figures, is the most powerful one.

A bright starlight got up and walked towards her.

"Welcome, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The starlight said to her.

(End of this chapter)