Deep Sea Embers

Duncan now began to understand a little bit why the world feared and hated the Lost Home so much, and regarded the captain of the Lost Home as a plague.

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

In a dark and chaotic space, Duncan quietly stared at the dancing flames in his hands, feeling the power contained in this flame that was 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 face of crises. It maintains the order and balance between the extraordinary realm and the real world.

It also symbolizes the gods’ love for the world

of blessing and protection.

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

And his flames seem to carry some extremely dangerous... characteristics. Even in the extraordinary realm, they are more terrifying than all flames. It possesses the ultimate pollution, the ultimate secret, the ultimate power of robbery and blasphemy.

Judging from the currently known information alone, spiritual fire has the ability to contaminate and distort extraordinary items. It can also be used to occupy the body of the dead, and can even be hidden in the souls of living people, even the power stars of saints. It cannot be completely eradicated - given the right moment, the flame will smolder in the soul, establishing a secret passage to the Lost Home.

This is equivalent to a plague that is almost impossible to detect and eradicate. At least for now, it seems that the power of the so-called "saints" has no effect in the face of this kind of flame. Duncan exhaled softly.

He still doesn't know what use this weak connection he has established with Fanna can be used for, but at least now it seems that as long as there is a suitable "medium" and some "opportunity", he can directly He saw and heard the situation near the saint, and based on his perception at the "mirror" at the time, he should be able to project his power near the saint to a certain extent - the most effective way to do so. The way should be to pollute the "fire" near the saint

When the channel was established, he clearly sensed the presence of "flame" next to Vanna, and the flame was responding to his peeping. Coupled with the experience accumulated in the previous manipulation of spiritual fire, he could be sure that " Flame” must be the condition for establishing connection.

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

Duncan recalled the words he heard when the connection was suddenly established:

"On the contrary, it may be possible to connect them with the lost number..." "

He immediately sensed the establishment of the channel after hearing this sentence, so the opportunity may also lie in this sentence. "Is there a word like "lost number"...?

Duncan has limited knowledge of the extraordinary realm, but even with this little knowledge, he also knows the special role of "name" in the extraordinary realm.

The tenant's name, Duncan Abnomar, and the name "Homeless" both have power.

He temporarily had a certain answer in his mind:

When Vanna, the "carrier", said the name "Lost Home" near the flames and mirrors, the connection between her and the Lost Home would be instantly strengthened, and at this time, if Duncan takes the initiative again Respond to this "call" and the channel will be established.

The thoughts in his heart gradually calmed down, and Duncan also retracted his gaze to look at the "stars" in the distance.

He has no conflict with the Deep Sea Church, and has no ill intentions towards the young Miss Inquisitor. Naturally, he does not intend to use this connection to harm the other party, but if this connection can bring him something of value every now and then,

The information is not bad

thing.

The dark and chaotic space and the dots of light faded like water. Duncan opened his eyes and saw that he had "returned" to his dormitory. The golden mask imitating the sun was lying quietly by his hand, and Pigeon Ay was squatting on the table near the mask, taking a nap.

The bird had been sent to chat with the goat head before, but the latter didn't want to talk for some reason, so he sent the bird back again. After a slight hesitation, Duncan reached out and picked up the sun mask.

Although he experienced some minor episodes and stumbled across a lot of unexpected information, things are finally back on track now - he has time to study this "sacred object of the sun". He first looked over the mask several times. In order to confirm the details of the shape and the specific material condition of this thing, while looking through it, he suddenly noticed that one corner of the mask seemed to be knocked a little. The cracked position faintly revealed a dark color.

Duncan frowned, and the next second, the pigeon that had been napping on the table suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings and jumped up and down, shouting: "Iron is plated with copper! Iron is plated with copper!"

As soon as Duncan heard the pigeon's words, he felt that the damaged part of the mask was more glaring. He quickly dug into the damaged area with his nails, studied it carefully for a moment, and finally came to the conclusion with a dull expression.

It's really copper-plated iron, not even gold-plated.

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

"Isn't this fooling people!" The psychological gap finally made Duncan couldn't help but snort. He looked at the heavy iron lump in his hand with great frustration, recalling the "trading" in his mind when he was just about to study the mask. "Plan, I feel so cold in my heart, "We are expecting to get a few more layers from those cultists... You can't do this with mass-produced sacred objects, right?!"

When Pigeon Ay heard Duncan's muttering, he rolled his eyes, flapped his wings and shouted: "Is this melon of yours still ripe?" After Duncan reacted for a moment, he understood what the pigeon meant - it meant "Everything in your store is..." Is it genuine?" He recalled the pile of modern industrial defective products in his shop, and looked at Ai with a blank expression: "Shut up." After that, he stopped paying attention to the Toriko next to him. Jing, turned his attention to the golden mask.

After confirming that this thing was really a worthless mass-produced product, his "test" no longer had any worries.

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

Mass-produced holy objects are also holy objects. The actual material of this thing is copper-plated iron. The runes engraved inside it and the sun shape on its surface must also be able to play extraordinary functions, since the sun priest can use this thing. To communicate with his "god", it means that this sun mask can be analyzed and studied according to the rules of extraordinary objects.

Duncan has experience in the field of research on extraordinary objects. His main experience is to set fire to it if he disagrees. The most recent operation was to use green fire to burn Alice's coffin box. This research method has proven to be very effective. Feeling the flames gradually invading the inside of the mask, Duncan also concentrated his energy and began to sense 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 puppet coffin. Duncan believes that he should be able to figure out the function and usage of this thing very quickly, and reversely contaminate and usurp it into a With this thought in mind, he pried into the truth behind the mask - but the next second, things developed beyond his expectation!

A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his mind, as if a passage had been "exploded" deep in this ordinary mask. His spirit deep inside the mask suddenly felt a huge and powerful force. The scorching power overflowed, and immediately after, he felt as if he had "passed through" a passage, or pushed open a door, and magnificent visions poured into his mind!

It might have been just a second, or it might even be shorter, it was just a few pictures that flashed by - in that picture, he witnessed a burning, blazing fireball hanging alone in the dark space. The sun is a real, burning star that releases huge gravity.

In the astonishing heat and tearing gravity, Duncan faced the scorching sun, but he did not turn into ashes in the sun - the star seemed to be just a phantom from ancient times, it remained The majesty and momentum that once existed could not really affect the real world divisions.

Duncan stared dumbly at the scorching sun burning in the illusion, and then watched the scorching sun slowly turn an angle in his sight.

Behind the sun are dull, pale flesh and millions of curled and withered tentacles. These unfortunate limbs stretching for billions of kilometers, together surround a huge eye that is half-open and half-closed, and has been decaying for an unknown number of years.

The scorching corona burned blazingly on the false shell woven and supported by the flesh and tentacles - releasing the power that tried its best to imitate the "sun", but was ultimately a fake.

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

"Fire Usurper... extinguish me... please..."