Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 565 Rapid and Hasty Communication
In the deepest part of Alice's mansion, at the edge of this weird garden, between the lush bushes and the shadows between the undergrowth, there are winding and treacherous tentacles that seem to be covered with thin metal scales. Creeping!
The rustling sound came from another direction again, and from the corner of my eye, I saw another dark-colored tentacle, as if some kind of limb of a mollusk passed through the gap between the bushes, shaking the branches, Rubbing the rough soil, making a soft sound.

The soft rustling sound sounded like a call.

Duncan instantly diffused his perception, carefully paying attention to any disturbance in the garden, and at the same time locked the direction where one of the tentacles had just disappeared, and walked over there.

Behind him and under his feet, the dark green spirit flames began to burn along with his footsteps, leaving behind a faint path of flames, which quietly spread along the cracks in the ground, penetrating into the depths of the garden little by little .

This is the "Alice Mansion", which is most likely a vital part of Alice's "soul". Of course, Duncan would not set fire to such a place casually, but now that strange things have appeared deep in the garden, he must do the same. A lot of response work - if something dangerous really invaded the garden, he would have to find a way to deal with the intruder without destroying the mansion itself.

With vigilant thoughts in his mind, Duncan had followed the guidance of the rustling sound and gradually came to a place far away from the "sleeping doll" and arrived at an edge area of ​​the mansion garden. After passing through several bushes, After passing a few unknown small trees, he noticed that the surrounding light had dimmed, and the light brought by the "graffiti sun" in the sky seemed unable to extend so far - between the shades of the plants, it was as dim as dusk.

And in this dusk-like "skylight", he saw a clump of plants in front of him suddenly swaying, and then a tentacle slowly lifted up from there and swayed gently in front of his eyes.

There was no cover-up, no ostentation, it was as if Duncan was deliberately invited by this wrist touch, and now he showed his face openly.

Duncan looked at this strange and inexplicable "limb" in amazement——

The tentacles were dark in color, with a fine structure like fine metal scales on the surface, and faint light blue lines could be seen between the rough and complex protrusions. This kind of lines gave him a very familiar feeling, as if...

Under the frost, in the deep sea, the texture features on the surface of the ancient god touch watch.

The body of the Holy Lord Netherworld? !

Duncan's heart was aroused for a moment, and he suddenly realized what the source of this familiarity was, and at the moment when he thought of "Sacred Lord of the Deep", the tentacles that were blindly shaking in mid-air also trembled suddenly , as if a distant and huge consciousness was finally connected to this limb——

It bent towards Duncan, accompanied by a strange, low buzzing sound, the end of the tentacles slowly opened, an "eyeball" like an irregular spar shimmering with cold blue light Appears from within, "gazing" into Duncan's eyes.

"Hello, Fire Usurper, I have something to tell you."

A deep and turbid voice that could not distinguish any emotion or gender characteristics suddenly came, as if it sounded directly in the mind.

Duncan was startled for a moment, frowning and staring at the tentacle in front of him: "The Holy Lord of the Netherworld? The Creeping King? LH-01?"

"All, but please listen to me now," the tentacle trembled, seeming to have begun to bear a load far beyond its threshold, and the voice it conveyed quickly became low and distorted, and it accelerated its speaking speed. , "My opportunity to communicate with you is extremely limited. I will only convey necessary information now. Regardless of whether you can understand it or not, remember now:
"The design life of ￥#%￥# is only 8000 years, and now it is overloaded, and we have not received a signal outside &*%￥ within the time limit...

"This is the last cycle reset, ￥*(￥# will not regenerate after this cycle.

"Save the fallen ￥#&** fragments, if everything is irreparable, use them to prolong the life of each node city as much as possible, keep alive, survival is the first order.

"We don't know what you're capable of, but you wake up at the end of the cycle, so it must mean something.

“We firmly believe that you, and we, are not alone.

"The above necessary information has been transmitted - if there is a chance, I hope to meet with you face to face...communication..."

The tremor of the tentacles is rapidly reducing, and the fine scales with a metallic texture have begun to cover a layer of paleness with decay. Duncan can even clearly feel the voice in his head quickly moving away and weakening—even though he does not understand the specific principle and process , but obviously, the ancient god known as the "Sacred Lord of the Deep" exploited a certain loophole, or used some kind of external force to forcibly establish a connection with himself, and now this extremely limited connection is about to be interrupted.

Duncan didn't bother to be curious or ponder over the information that the other party was pouring over. With rational judgment, he chose to write it all down quickly. After the other party finished speaking, he had time to turn his head and think about himself. What did you hear just now?

The first thing he noticed was those "noises" - when the ancient god was talking to him, there were several key pieces of information, which should be important nouns, that turned into sharp and confusing sounds in his ears.

It seemed that the "meaning" in those syllables was filtered out by something, or the meaning represented by those syllables exceeded the limit that this communication could carry, so that it couldn't be conveyed to my ears at all.

But now is obviously not the time to ask those "noises" in detail.

The ancient god's whisper was about to fade away, and there was only the last trace of the connection he had barely established with him. Duncan raised his head and saw that the surface of the tentacle was already covered with cracks, and he might only be able to hold on for the last few seconds.He finished thinking in an instant, and seized this last moment to ask: "If I want to find you, how should I go to the deep sea?"

Going to the deep sea and communicating with the other party face to face is undoubtedly the simplest and most effective way to solve all questions.

The arm of the ancient god's tentacles has slowly stiffened, and faded fragments are constantly falling down like dust. The powerful and indescribable will gradually fades from this fragile carrier, but before the connection with the real world is completely severed, He still tried his best to grasp this last point of support, and cast a low whisper in Duncan's mind——

"I do not know."

Duncan: "...?"

He finally realized how the people around him felt when his words caused their brains to shut down.

He really didn't expect that Holy Lord Yousui would reply to him like this!
But he was only stunned for a moment, and then he heard the faint and low murmur in his mind——

"Try catching a few Annihilation Cultists..."

"Ah?" Duncan didn't react immediately, "Aren't they your believers?"

However, there was no voice to respond to his question—the whispers from the ancient gods to him were finally completely interrupted, and with a crackling sound, the "tentacles" that carried too much power finally collapsed completely , it turned into dust and debris and fell to the ground, and rose into a curl of green smoke and disappeared.

The rustling sounds surrounding the edge of the mansion garden also completely stopped at the same time, and the unusual dim feeling among the shades of trees also faded away.

Duncan continued to stand quietly in front of the bushes for a while, until a few minutes passed before he shook his head with a frown and woke up from his contemplation.

Everything that just happened was still like a dream. The ancient god known as the "Holy Lord of the Netherworld" actually ran directly in front of him, talked to him quickly about a bunch of things and then left quickly. This kind of thing should not happen to him. If it is placed in Qingfeng Harbor, even if it is placed in the entire boundless sea, it may explode.

But put it by my side... It doesn't seem to be so explosive?

Duncan turned around, looking back at the lush "mansion garden" not far away under the sunlight, and the silver-haired doll sleeping quietly in the sunny open space in the center of the garden.

Anomaly 099, which was born due to the "replication" ability of the Youshen Lord, is closely connected with Alice's "Alice's Mansion". The inexhaustible connection is even very likely to be the carrier that the ancient god deliberately created to convey information to the outside world.

Therefore, it does not seem unimaginable to see the power projection of the Netherworld Holy Lord in the deepest part of the mansion garden.

Duncan was thinking about something else -

The attitude, or "state", of the Youshen Lord seems to be different from what was expected. He still maintains his rationality, but it seems that he is in an extremely restricted state. His attitude is friendly, not like the world. Only purely destructive tendencies as imagined.

But these "deviations" are meaningless to Duncan. After all, few people in this world have actually come into contact with those so-called "ancient gods". The imaginable information is inherently inaccurate. In addition, the differences in the eyes of different individuals The "Ancient God" may also show a different attitude. In his own eyes, the kind and harmless good neighbor is somewhat indescribable in the eyes of ordinary people. After adapting to this world for so long, Duncan is very good in this regard. Still somewhat self-aware.

The most important thing was the "information" that the ancient god told him.

Duncan recalled over and over again those words that seemed to contain a huge amount of information——

Something was designed to last only 8000 years, and it's already overloaded.

The "we" mentioned by Holy Lord Yousui seem to have been waiting for a signal to be sent back from somewhere, but so far no response has been received.

The other side also mentioned a loop reset... what does that mean?
What does it mean that the "fire usurper" himself wakes up at the end of the cycle?
And save the fallen fragments to prolong the life of Node City...

In deep thought, Duncan's expression gradually became dignified.

(End of this chapter)