The sudden violent feeling of falling made Duncan's spirit quickly peel away from the scorching sun. He felt as if he was being dragged by a strong gravitational force through a deep and long tunnel, the burning corona and the flesh and blood supporting the corona. He quickly moved away from his sight - the next second, he felt a solid touch on his back.
It was the back of his seat.
Duncan opened his eyes suddenly and gasped for air. He felt that his heart had never been beating so powerfully, and in his retinas, it seemed that the dazzling light cast by the burning star still remained.
The flesh-and-blood truth under the sea of fire was even more intensely imprinted in his mind.
After a few more seconds, these strong impressions finally subsided in his mind, and finally only those vague words were left, still echoing deep in his memory——
"Fire usurper, extinguish me, please..."
Duncan frowned slightly, and he was sure that he really heard this sentence.
Is this... what the "sun" conveyed to me? That thing noticed his snooping, and then sent this... "help" signal to itself?
Duncan rubbed his forehead, and while guessing at the truth behind this "help" signal, he also recalled all the details of that scorching sun.
There is no doubt that that is what the followers of the "Ancient True Sun" worship, the "real sun" in their mouth.
To be honest, in the brief moment when he saw it, Duncan really felt a surge of excitement in his heart. He was shocked by the scorching sun and sea of fire, and he actually thought that he really saw the "sun" in his memory and recognition. I thought that what I saw was the same star that I had seen on the earth...
How excited he was at that time, and how stunned and confused he felt when he saw the truth behind the sun.
The front of the sun is indeed exactly the same as the "real sun" and is completely consistent with the things described by the Sun Cultists, but that scene is just the outer shell of the sun, and inside it... is just a bunch of indescribable things.
Duncan recalled the pale and dull flesh, as well as the withering and dying state of the tentacles surrounding the eyes.
That "creature" wrapped in the sun's shell doesn't seem to be in very good condition.
In fact, Duncan even thought it was actually "dead" - the feeling of loss of life was so strong that even if he just peeked from a distance, he could feel the breath of "death" coming from the depths of his soul. .
It was simply a burning corpse of an ancient god.
And the corpse of the ancient god was begging him for help, hoping that someone could extinguish the flames on his body.
The corpse is asking for help. This is a contradictory and terrifying situation. It is weird and bizarre, but it conforms to the abnormal "logic" of this world.
Duncan sorted out his chaotic mind bit by bit, recalling that during that brief peek, there was another very concerning point, and that was what the "sun" called him - he called himself "The Fire Usurper" ".
Is that indescribable mass of flesh and blood really greeting me? Did he really feel the approach of his uninvited guest, so he made a sound? Isn't he really just shouting randomly in a state of confusion?
If that plea for help was really meant for myself, then this was a very clear title, Fire Usurper...
Duncan lowered his head, gently rubbed his fingertips, and watched a cluster of flames burning quietly at his fingertips.
The green spiritual fire waited obediently for his command, waiting to contaminate other flames and usurp other abnormal powers.
The next second, Duncan dispersed the spiritual fire in his hand.
No matter whether that "sun" is really speaking to him or not, no matter what the "fire usurper" mentioned by the other party means, this is not something he can take care of now - the group of cultists in the city-state of Pland. Until now, he is still hiding in the dark. He has neither the ability nor the position to deal with the "Sun God" behind the cultists.
What's more, how could he know how to "help" the burning sun? Relying on your own spiritual fire to burn that big thing? Even if he is exhausted, he can’t even get over it! Besides, the other party is just asking for help from me. This does not mean that the thing is "one of our own" - God knows what will happen if the sun is extinguished. If the flame is a seal, the sun will be indescribable after it is extinguished. Will the thing come to life and kill everyone? At that time, will he still miss his "favor" for helping to "put out the flames"?
It is not wise to deal casually with a god-like thing.
Duncan shook his head and sighed in his heart - the so-called "Sun God" was indeed not the sun he was familiar with.
Perhaps, he will never see real "sunshine" again in this world.
The golden mask shaped like the sun was still sitting quietly on the table. The luster on its surface was somewhat dim, and it seemed that the energy inside it had been exhausted.
Duncan reached out to pick up the mask, but the moment his fingertips touched the mask, a slight cracking sound came into his ears.
This originally very strong iron (copper-plated) mask seemed to have experienced millions of years of weathering and corrosion. In the next second, it turned into dust in his hands and dispersed in the wind.
Ai ran over jumping up and down, spread her wings in front of Duncan and gestured: "Happy, snap, gone!"
Duncan didn't pay attention to this bird's behavior of asking for a beating, and he had a vague understanding in his heart——
After all, this mask is just a counterfeit "mass-produced holy object". What those Sun Cultists seem to be best at is using various rituals to create such fakes with limited effectiveness. These fakes have some power of the real thing, but their lifespan is ultimately worrying. .
The function of the sun mask should be to serve as a communication channel. Low-level priests use this thing to contact the gods they believe in or the "sons" of the gods. Just now, he used the fire of the spiritual body to forcefully open the mask. All the power allowed it to have the effect of a "genuine product" for a short time, and the appearance of the Sun God was glimpsed in the passage - directly exhausting the "life" of the mask in a few seconds.
"Perhaps we have to find a way to make it real in the future..." Looking at the ashes floating in the air, Duncan said thoughtfully, "This thing can't help but burn in three seconds..."
He didn't intend to actually "save" any Sun God, but he was still very interested in the secrets kept by the Sun Cultists, and was also curious about the history before the Great Annihilation. He felt that he would continue to study in the extraordinary field. , the wool from those cultists... needs to be plucked out.
But as his research deepened, he had to find a way to collect some high-quality wool.
After taking a short rest to regain his energy, Duncan left his dormitory.
The goat head who was in a daze at the navigation table immediately turned his head when he heard the movement. He first checked to see if the pigeons had come out with him. He breathed a sigh of relief after finding that it was only Duncan himself: "Ah, great captain, your loyal omission. I am working diligently to steer the ship for you. I wonder if your 'far trip' went well? I sense that your soul has gone to a very far place again, but this time it doesn't seem to be a human city-state? If you want to go on a far journey next time, you can actually do it. in advance……"
"How much do you know about the 'real sun god' that those sun believers believe in?" Duncan waved his hand and asked directly.
After getting along with this goat-head for a while, he has become more and more familiar with the other person's temperament, and has become more confident in his "captain identity". He is no longer as cautious as he was in the beginning when talking and asking questions, and some of them are similar to those who have lost their homes. It doesn't hurt to ask questions that have nothing to do with the number.
This can also test how much this weird goat-head knows about the extraordinary realm.
"The real Sun God?" Goat Head was startled for a moment, and then said hesitantly, "To be honest, I really don't know. I only know that those believers who follow the Sun God are crazy and stupid, but I don't know what's behind them. What kind of god is that... But the 'blessing' of the Sun God does exist. Those believers who are devout to a certain extent will gain some strange powers. This is also the reason why this cult can gradually develop... …”
As he spoke, the goat head gradually came to his senses: "Ah, why did you suddenly mention this? Did you just..."
"I'm just thinking, if a so-called 'god' is roasted on a fire by his followers, and his followers don't know anything about it, they work overtime every day to add fuel to the fire, and mistakenly If you think that the 'corpse oil' roasted from the gods is a blessing from the gods... then this is a bit ironic," Duncan said with a long sigh, "It would even seem too hellish to put in a joke from hell. "
There was some silence in the chart room, and the goat head didn't even pick up the conversation, which made Duncan look at him in surprise: "Why don't you talk anymore? Don't you usually talk a lot?"
The goat head said somewhat dullly: "...the topic is too awesome, I don't dare to talk about it, I don't dare to ask, I can only say that the captain has a good opinion..."
Duncan suddenly became happy.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he gradually began to feel that even the goat-headed man in front of him was not as evil and dangerous as he was at the beginning. The atmosphere on the ship... seemed to be slowly getting better?
(End of chapter)
