Deep Sea Embers

A whole continent is hanging upside down and moving slowly above the head, its huge and gloomy shadow is enough to cover four-fifths of the field of vision. Feeling suffocated, I couldn't help but want to look away.

But he forcibly controlled the urge to look away, and instead forced himself to raise his head to take a closer look at the upside-down star fragment.

He didn't know what was going on here, how he came here, and how to get back—but it was precisely because of this that he had to observe all suspicious scenes and collect all information that might come in handy.

That upside-down celestial remains...does it actually exist? Or just a horrible vision? Is it the remains of a world that was shattered? Or is it just something distorted and projected in the chaos of the subspace?

The overhanging land slowly drifted in an inclined trajectory, and the distance to the Lost Home was getting closer and closer. Duncan suddenly became nervous because he found that the moving direction of the ship under his feet seemed to be close to the edge of the "continent". The two may collide!

But just when the continent was getting closer and the stern of the Lost Home was about to touch a broken mountain on the edge of the continent, Duncan suddenly felt a tremor on the deck under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to hear illusory shouts coming from nowhere, and heard harsh creaking sounds from all over the dilapidated ancient ghost ship, and these sounds broke the silence on the Lost Country , the next second, the huge hull under his feet began to turn slightly—at a dangerous and dangerous distance, the superstructure of the Lost Homeland brushed past the broken mountain.

Duncan watched the movement on the ship in astonishment, and heard the illusory shouts and creaking noises gradually subsided into silence, but suddenly, he seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, so he suddenly raised his head and looked at the overhanging building. Broken peaks at the edge of the continent—

The Lost Country had gradually crossed the center line of the mountain peak at this moment, and the dilapidated mast almost brushed the latter's dark and hazy peak. Now, Duncan saw the scene behind the mountain peak.

He saw a cliff, a jagged cliff that seemed to be torn apart by brute force, and a huge humanoid creature was leaning on the cliff--"he" was almost as tall as the entire mountain, with long and thin limbs and pale head. The deformed and swollen face was inlaid with a huge one-eyed eye, which was half-opened and half-closed, and dirty liquid flowed out of it, and solidified into amber-like droplets in mid-air.

The Cyclops had apparently been dead for an unknown number of years, but the remaining body of "him" still exuded some breathtaking coercion and power. There were no obvious scars on "him", and he seemed to be dying from exhaustion. And until the moment of death, "his" hands were firmly pressed against the cliff behind him, and his fingers were deeply pierced into the rock of the cliff.

The dark continent with faded colors, and the pale Cyclops who died on the cliff at the edge of the continent, in this chaotic and dim subspace, under the light of that long "lightning", this black and white scene is very deeply imprinted on Duncan's mind.

Then, the flash of light that lasted for a long time finally faded away gradually—it traversed from the middle of the continent, and then gradually disappeared from the center. In Duncan's vision, the upside-down land gradually returned to darkness.

But he still raised his head, he knew that the continent hadn't completely gone away, and the last bit of its structure was still slowly drifting over the Lost Country, and he seemed to be able to hear that heavy and huge thing slowly crushing above his head The low rumble of the rumbling—even though he knew it was only his own illusion, the rumbling illusion still echoed in his mind, as if it was the last lament of a dead world left in the Warp.

Duncan finally retracted his gaze, and slowly looked around, looking at the vast chaos beyond the ship's side.

From time to time, turbulent streams of light and shadow emerge, and from time to time bright flashes cut through the darkness. In this dark and chaotic nothingness, those flashes of light and turbulent streams of light and shadow occasionally reflect something, which are all large and small clumps, indescribable shadows .

Duncan took a light breath, and looked down at the ship under his feet—this ship was completely different from the ones he was familiar with, showing a sense of dilapidation everywhere.

He closed his eyes slightly, and wanted to try to communicate with this ship—just like he communicated with the intact Lost Home in the real world, to understand this ghost ship floating in the subspace.

But in the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He couldn't feel the ship—not that he couldn't communicate, but he couldn't feel the existence of the ship at all!

When the perception spread, he "felt" that the boat under his feet had disappeared, and there were no decks, masts, or cabins at all. He even felt that he was floating alone in this vast chaos, and the huge sense of emptiness and Perceptual dislocation directly interrupted his concentration.

Duncan glanced at the surrounding ship structure in astonishment, then raised his foot and stepped on the deck, as if he couldn't believe that the ship carrying him in front of him was actually just a phantom.

Or... the "phantom" is actually himself?

Thoughts filled Duncan's mind for a moment, then he shook his head and walked towards the hatch leading to the lower deck ahead.

He decided to continue to complete the previous exploration plan.

No matter what is going on with this ship, no matter why it presents a state of "non-existence" in its own perception, at least it is indeed carrying itself now, and it has not shown any expulsion of itself as the "captain" And hostility, which gave Duncan the motivation and confidence to continue exploring.

He walked down the steps and entered the empty cabin below the deck.

Several cabins were opened in a row, and the inside was the same old and dilapidated scene, with suspicious black stains covering the walls and roof, and all the rooms were empty——some rooms were obviously full in Duncan's memory. A warehouse for things, but now there are only dilapidated walls and pillars.

He also specifically went to find the cabin where Alice lived, and of course it was also empty—for some reason, this made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to seeing familiar people or things here, he doesn't want them to appear in this eerie and terrifying place.

After leaving Alice's room, Duncan directly passed through the crew area and dining room area, heading deeper into the cabin.

When he crossed the middle warehouse, he hesitated for two minutes before the stairs leading to the deeper part.

On the Lost Home in the real dimension, he had explored those areas before, and he knew that the cabin with reversed light and shadow was underneath, and the "broken bilge" deeper—but in that exploration, he brought a A special lantern.

The lantern would help him expand his perception and reveal the twisted and mutated dangerous corners of the cabin ahead of time.

But here, he did not find the lantern.

But after a moment of hesitation, Duncan decided to move on.

The situation here has changed a lot since the real dimension, even if he finds the lantern, it may not be effective in the cabin below, and the main ability of the lantern is to expand his perception—but in his perception Among them, this ship does not exist at all, so what is the point of expanding the perception several times?

Duncan just raised the saber in his hand, and lightly slid his finger over the sword, a faint green flame burned on the blade, bringing limited illumination.

Using his sword as a lamp, he climbed down the stairs and walked forward slowly.

A dark and open cabin appeared in his vision.

This is the "light and shadow" cabin - in the real dimension, this cabin is full of oil lamps everywhere, but the light from the oil lamps and the darkness in the corner of the cabin present a state of inversion of light, the more light there is The darker the place, the brighter the darker the corner.

Duncan looked around.

There is no inversion of light and shadow here, but only a piece of uniform chaos and darkness. The flames of the spirit body burning on the blade did not trigger any mechanism of inversion of light and shadow, but illuminated the surroundings normally.

"...this place is much more normal."

Duncan couldn't help grunting softly, then walked cautiously across the empty space, walking on until another staircase came into view.

This stair leads down to the bilge of the Lost Home, where it falls apart.

Standing in front of the stairs, Duncan took a light breath and stepped down.

A door appeared at the end of the stairs.

Duncan raised his head subconsciously and looked at the door frame of that door—he still remembered that there was a sentence written on this door, indicating that this was the last door at the bottom of the cabin.

Nothing on the door frame.

There is no warning for future generations, and no instructions to guide the way forward. This is just an ordinary wooden door, slightly opened, as if welcoming visitors to step into it.

Duncan wasn't too surprised, he just looked away silently, holding the burning saber tightly in one hand, and slowly pushed open the door with the other.

Opposite the door was also a dark place, an old and dilapidated cabin.

But it is complete.

When Duncan stepped here, he immediately noticed the intact bulkhead structure around it—even though it was dilapidated, there was not even a single gap in the bulkhead here, and naturally he couldn't see the scene outside the bulkhead.

The bottom of the ship in the real dimension is torn apart, but the bottom of the ship here is so complete?

There was a strange feeling in Duncan's heart, and at the same time he continued to walk forward, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

In the depths of the hazy and dim cabin ahead, there stood an ancient and antiquated door out of nowhere.

Duncan felt his heart beat half a beat suddenly, and then walked forward quickly, and the appearance of the door was clearly reflected in his eyes.

It is exactly the same as the door at the bottom of the Lost Home in the real dimension!

Duncan came to the door, and the first thing he noticed was that the door was slightly ajar—a crack inward.

And through the crack in the door, he could vaguely see the scene on the other side.

There is a fragmented cabin, and there is a faint light floating in the cabin.

Duncan turned his head suddenly, looking at where he was standing.

The old dilapidated cabin, dark and dusty, had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time—just like the scene he saw through the crack of the door when he explored the bottom of the Lost Home with Alice.

Duncan finally confirmed his initial guess——

This is located "opposite the door".