Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 798

[Chapter 780: Memories entrenched on the island]

Passing over the black “islands” clustered in the surrounding waters, the Lost Home and the Brilliant Star gradually moved closer to the “central main island” made of black boulders, which looked like some kind of man-made giant structure.

Around the two ships, the thin mist flows slowly like some kind of living thing, floating on the nearby sea. The breeze blowing from the mist sweeps across the deck, and there seems to be a soft whisper and faint voice in it. Layers of gibberish.

Fanna stood on the edge of the deck, looking at the “Black Stone Island” that was gradually enlarging in her field of vision. She slowly and unconsciously clenched her hands. The gentle sound of the waves echoed in her mind at some point, and in a daze, She seemed to have returned many years ago, to the prayer room of the cathedral when she first heard the sound of the waves.

In front of the icon of the goddess, she had just completed her baptism, and the soft voice blew in like the sea breeze. Bottom of my heart:

“Ah…my little fish…you’re here.

Fanna suddenly woke up from her trance. She realized that it was not an illusion. There was really a voice ringing in her heart, and almost at the same time , she saw changes taking place on the dark island – the magnificent “palace” seemed to

be shaking , and countless huge limbs snaked out from every door and window of the palace, touching

The wrists reached into the air, then dropped into the sea, stirring the sea water and weaving the clouds.

Then, those tentacles suddenly disappeared, seeming to have retracted back to the palace, but many large and small hazy shadows appeared on the island. Nearby, they seemed to be gathered ships, and countless swaying figures came ashore from the edge of the island, holding torches and flags, stepping onto the black boulders like pilgrims, and entering the temple from the two side doors… ..Fanna

seemed to hear the sound of music, which was the sound of some kind of festive flute and percussion instruments. Scenes of illusions appeared and dissipated in front of her eyes –

she saw the crowds of pilgrims, and the pictures were one after another. Turning around, she saw the scene when the craftsmen were building the palace. She saw the giant beasts in the ocean and the humans on the land gathering together to patrol near the vast coastline. She also saw people in gorgeous clothes. Lights were lit on the high platform, and the sky in the distance was gradually being swallowed up by the red light – she saw war, peace, heroes, travelers, young warriors covering the crowds arriving at the temple, and then falling asleep the next morning… .

She tried to open her eyes wide in the illusion, staring at the huge shadow deep in all the illusions. She saw the palace made of black and dark green boulders opening its door to her, an entity that changed countless images. She walked out of it and turned into the “Girl of the Silent Sea” with open arms in front of her: We have been waiting for a long time… A low vibration suddenly came from the depths of the ark, and Helena opened her eyes from

meditation

.

There was no main lamp lit, only a not very bright oil lamp burning quietly in front of the icon. The swaying flames made the surroundings shadowy, as if there were many whispering figures hidden in the light and shadow.

Helena’s eyes swept across. All around, the voices whispering in the darkness gradually disappeared, and then she came to the icon of the goddess and stared at a dark red “pillar” extending from the floor – it was a nerve cord, extending from the bottom of the ark. It extends to here.

“I thought I heard Shou’s voice just now. “She said softly.

“They arrived safely,” an old and slow voice came to Helena’s ears, “My compatriots… They are happy, even the queen is happy.

Helena was a little confused: “Didn’t the Sea Song arrive there before?”

“

This is different, little girl,” the old voice seemed to be smiling, “The Queen has been waiting for this visitor for many years. .

“Many years?”

“Yes, since the day the ‘sun’ rose…

The Homeless cruised around the black island for a quarter of a circle, and finally found a suitable place to dock in a huge gap in the rocks. The sailor carefully controlled the rudder of the ship at the landing position to make the behemoth stop near the coastline. Then, a small boat

was lowered from the Lost Home and carried Duncan and others to the island.

“Let’s go to the island and have a look. You stay here and don’t move around.” Duncan turned his head and said to the small boat that carried him ashore.

The boat docked in a small “bay” made of several rectangular black stones. After hearing the captain’s instructions, it immediately rocked the bow up and down, making a splashing sound.

Then there was another gust of wind approaching from the sky, and a whirlwind carried countless colorful pieces of paper and flew over from the direction of the Brilliant Star. It circled and landed more than ten meters away from Duncan, condensing into Lucretia. figure.

Now everyone is reunited on the island.

There was a solid touch under the feet, and the feeling of stepping on land somewhat eliminated everyone’s uneasiness after arriving at the end of the world. Duncan came to a rectangular black stone protruding from the ground and observed the road leading to the palace. Vanna’s A voice came from the side, “This is a place of pilgrimage. I saw many people coming here by boat from distant lands, lighting huge bonfires in all directions of the island, and decorating the road in front of the temple with flags.” ..

She recalled what she had seen in the vision, came to another boulder next to Duncan, and raised her hand to point to a wide trail made of continuous stones in front of her.

“This road leads directly to the temple, for pilgrims. After landing on the island in the morning, the costumed procession stretched from the coast to the entrance of the palace – the island itself was also built by people. They used a process that I couldn’t understand to cast and re-melt the stones in the deep sea into this kind of stone. The boulders, and controlled some kind of summoned giant beast, built the heavy boulders into islands…

Duncan listened silently to Vanna’s description, imagining what this place had been like in those ancient times that had been forgotten. Like this, he jumped down from the rectangular black stone and led the team slowly forward – along the “Pilgrimage Road” that Vanna saw in the vision, towards the temple.

“What else did you see?” Shirley walked beside Vanna and asked curiously.

“Humans on land coexist with giant beasts in the sea – they regard those huge sea beasts called ‘Leviathans’ as gods and messengers of gods, but that is not a pure religious belief, but a… “A more intimate relationship,” Fanna

said slowly while sorting out the knowledge that was suddenly “thrown” into her mind, “They also coexist with many other giant beasts, in the sky, underground, and learn to control the group. Mountains, glaciers…

“They signed contracts with all ancient existences and obtained power from those giant beasts. That power was enough to transform rivers, lakes, seas, mountains and earth, and build many incredible wonders…I don’t know what to say. How to describe those things in detail? I only saw many trivial fragments and some imaginary knowledge. I can’t imagine what it was like. Those… seem to be just “Shou’s” memories, “Sleeve’s handle” That memory was shown to…

Fanna suddenly became quiet when she said this, and looked at the palace with a sad expression.

….His condition was very bad. He only showed me that and then stopped making any sound.

Duncan stopped on the side of the road.

He noticed something on the side of the road—a shriveled black mass, like dry seaweed, that looked unremarkable.

But he still frowned and stared at the wrinkled “seaweed mass”, seeming to feel something, with a thoughtful look on his face.

“What’s wrong with this thing?” Nina noticed it. She stepped towards the “thing” and seemed to want to pick it up and take a look, but she was careful not to reach out and could only look at Duncan in confusion. Did you see anything?”

Duncan frowned for a long time, and finally bent down and stretched out his hand towards the shrunken black substance. Something that shocked everyone happened.

The shriveled black substance suddenly began to change, and with some dizzying visual distortion, it began to stretch and reorganize. When the captain touched it, it had turned into a rough cylinder, and when the captain When you pick it up, many delicate and complex patterns begin to appear on its surface, as well as structures like buttons and indicator lights.

Duncan looked thoughtfully at the delicate cylindrical device in his hand, and then pressed the most obvious button on the top of it.

Lively music came from inside the cylinder—drums, bells, and bagpipes.

Duncan looked at the cylinder quietly for a long time, then said nothing, just took it in his hand and continued walking forward.

Vanna was in a daze, and the “memories” that permeated the island suddenly overlapped in her field of vision again. She seemed to see a child, the former owner of the small device, staggering with the adults who were taking refuge. Behind him, one of the child’s hands was raised, and he was led forward by the adult, while the exquisite little device was ringing in his hand, emitting a cheerful melody.

The hallucination dissipated again, and she realized that the captain had gone far away, so she quickly stepped to catch up.

They finally arrived in front of the solemn black temple, and an extremely wide circular square appeared in their field of vision. A figure stood quietly in the center of the square.

Lucdoncia reacted instantly, and immediately raised the short baton in her hand. However, without waiting for her to make any subsequent movements, the figure standing in the center of the square, as if guarding the temple from the previous era to the last moment, fell silent. It collapsed without a breath.

It turned into a pile of ashes scattered by the wind, spiraling and disappearing into the air. Lucdoncia didn’t even have time to see clearly what the last guardian looked like, whether he was a man or a woman.

…That’s the deputy commander of the Guards. “Fanna said suddenly.

“Guards regiment?” Moss spoke subconsciously.

Fanna frowned and shook her head after a few seconds: …I don’t know, this sentence just popped up in my mind…

Her words were interrupted by a gradually distorted sound.

The music produced by the small cylinder in Duncan’s hand suddenly began to distort and become harsh. Then, its surface began to lose color, shrinking and twisting rapidly in just two or three seconds. , the music disappeared, and it turned back into a pile of black matter that shriveled like dry seaweed

(Oh my god!) .