Deep Sea Embers Chapter 213: Ark of Promise
"Change back."
At the moment when she heard this sentence, Fanna heard a huge noise at the same time, it was a continuous roar that was indescribable in words and a tearing scream mixed in the burning flames. This sound was not from a certain It came from a specific direction, and it seemed that the entire city-state, even the whole world, was making this terrifying sound.
Amid this head-scratching roar, she looked at the figure standing behind Missionary End - the "Captain Duncan" she had seen in her dreams, but who had gone up with her What I saw was different now. What was standing there now was a "ghost" that was completely enveloped in flames, and his whole body was in the form of an illusory spirit body.
It only took a moment for Fanna to judge that this was not the body, but another projection - but this projection came to this tower with her as the "medium" at this moment, and she could feel the A flow of power, feeling something burning in my soul, feeling a voice in my head that doesn't belong to me.
She raised her hands subconsciously, saw a faint green flame quietly attached to her body, and saw the burning fire spread under her feet, she understood and realized that from a long time ago, the ghost captain She has been turned into some kind of "node" that can project power. The degree of erosion and pollution has long exceeded her and Bishop Valentine's imagination, and all of this...for today.
The next second, the whole world in her eyes changed dramatically.
The green flame spreads out——in every fire sea of Prand, in every pile of ashes, in every rising smoke, that green flame has been lurking for a long time, at this moment It erupted in an all-round way, and it devoured the entire city-state in an instant!
It was too fast to react, or rather, it was all done long before this "reality invasion" began - Fanna recalled what she had seen on the other side of the veil, and suddenly realized that those The fire created by the final missionary and the sun heresy has long since become the carrier of the ghostly flames without knowing it... They burned the entire city-state with flames, and it was the ghost captain who completed the "usurpering fire". Last step needed!
A shrill cry suddenly sounded, awakening Fanna. She looked at the source of the sound and saw that the skinny preacher of the end was also burning with raging ghostly flames, he was like a torch Twisted and howled at the edge of the platform, and the sight of the flames in the city-state being usurped in an instant was reflected in his melting eyeballs, causing the madman to shout curses:
"Fool, fool! Destroyed! You have rejected the gift of the warp, and you will be punished forever in this miserable world... fool!!"
However, in contrast to this madman's curse and curse, there is another scene——
Prand, who was completely burned by the ghostly flames, is recovering at an incredible speed!
The buildings burned by the flames are recovering rapidly, the roads torn by melting are healing as before, the rain of fire from the sky has stopped, the clouds that are like the end of the day are also melting back in time, and the edge of the city-state even emerges Out of a corner of the normal sky, and farther away...
The long dead bell is heard.
As Captain Duncan said, change back.
Fana's eyes widened, watching this incomprehensible scene, she never thought that the city-state that had been completely destroyed could really be repaired, and soon, she realized how the essence of this "repair" was What's going on -
The historical pollution brought about by the missionaries of the end and the sun heresy is being stripped away, and the "pseudo-history" that has completely covered the Prand city-state and replaced reality is being "repelled" by some powerful force. go!
She looked at the tall figure standing not far away in astonishment, but the latter was just staring calmly at the dying preacher who was about to be burnt to charcoal. After a long time, she spoke softly as if talking to herself: "Anything can be contaminated, except the warp..."
The missionary at the end of the world has not yet died. Although it has been completely twisted into an inhuman appearance, there is still a hoarse and shocked voice from the pile of coke: "You...you have turned this city-state into a lost state. Part of the township name?!"
"The Homeless is the promised ark, I think we can explore the idea of 'Ark,'" Duncan smiled and bent down slightly, "If the ship that encounters the Homeless at sea will be assimilated and absorbed,
Then...why can't the Plant under my watch be considered another Homeless? "
A resounding bell of the ship nearing the port came from afar, and Fanna subconsciously looked up into the distance, and in the next second, she saw a scene that shocked her—
She sees a boat.
The Lost Homes appeared, sailing from the direction of the boundless sea, burning with monstrous spirit fire, and the translucent spirit sails agitated like a curtain that covered the sky.
The ship crossed the coast and the rapidly recovering port, and as if sailing on the water, it directly entered the city-state of Perand, which was already covered with green flames. Walls, houses and towers advance majestically, and it continues on both sides. Unreal ripples are rippling, and every ripple is dispersed, and the restoration of the city-state will go further. It seems that the whole of Prand is reborn in the tail waves of the Lost Homes!
"You...you can save this city...but you can't stop the sun from coming..." There was a faint sound from the pile of twisted charcoal that used to be the missionaries of the end on the platform, as if the nightmare had dissipated. 's last murmur, "Even just a few fragments summoned from history...is enough to once again...destroy...destined..."
The sound gradually faded and disappeared, and the pile of twisted coke finally exhausted all its vitality and turned into a cloud of dust drifting in the wind under the burning of the flames of the spirit body.
And Fanna suddenly reacted after hearing the words of the final missionary. She suddenly looked up to the sky, and she saw that the "black sun" with an extremely bright edge and a black and red inside like an abyss hole was still high. Suspended high above the city-state, the agitation inside the sun even became more obvious and stronger than before!
The flames of the Lost Homes have stripped away the historical contamination of Plante, but the blasphemous sun...was not part of Plante from the beginning, it was summoned by the Evangelist and the Son of the Sun Historical projection, it exists independently of all official and pseudo-history!
"Something is waking up in the black sun!" At this moment, Fanna even forgot her own identity and that of "Captain Duncan", and subconsciously reminded loudly, "It will..."
Duncan just waved her gently.
Afterwards, Fanna saw that the ghost captain turned around and faced the direction of the blasphemous sun wheel. He raised his hand, as if calling and welcoming something, and said in a gentle voice——
"Come this way... yes, don't worry, you won't fall, just go forward.
"Remember how to ride a bike? Like that... come forward and I'll hold you."
The next second, an arc of bright golden flame suddenly stabbed Fanna's line of sight. She saw a huge gap torn open at the edge of the black sun, and an arc of flame jumped to Captain Duncan as if cheering. , and with the departure of this flame, a shrill scream suddenly sounded from the blasphemous sun wheel in the sky!
As if some kind of giant beast suddenly suffered a blow through the heart, the black-red core of the sun was quickly covered with countless dazzling red cracks, and the bright and dazzling light wheel on its edge was instantly infected by the dark green flames, Burned out, and then, the green flames began to burn rapidly into the dark core of the sun. The sense of agitation in the dark core disappeared completely, and the faint vitality before was almost disappeared in the blink of an eye, it burst open, Hot and boiling substances flowed out of it, but before falling into the city-state, it was burned away by the ubiquitous green flames.
With a continuous screeching, roaring, and crackling sound, the misshapen, blasphemous sun finally disintegrated, leaving only a few bits of debris in the ripples on the edge of the Lost Country.
And the huge Lost Homes has also sailed to the center of the city-state at this moment. It gradually floated up in a spiritual state, and approached the bell tower of the cathedral in the illusory water and ripples, and the sails of the spiritual body swept the sky. Across the sky, the light and shadow of the masts and cables passed by Fanna.
She heard the bell ringing, it was the cathedral bell - the bell tower at the foot also broke free from the pollution of history, and the bell-ringing device started to operate automatically.
The figure of Archbishop Valentine also appeared in the air little by little - the Archbishop who guarded the city-state until the last moment successfully returned to reality, proving that the branch of history that pointed to destruction has completely disappeared.
Fanna's gaze did not stop at the archbishop, she was still staring at Duncan not far away, and the latter had turned around at the moment
Body - A leaping arc of flame surrounds him, the warmth and brightness of the flame softening even his gloomy, majestic face.
"I thought you were going to do a jump hack," Duncan smiled and said to Vanna like a friend chatting ~IndoMTL.com~ just like last time. "
"...I am not a brainless person."
"Really, I thought you loved jump chops - after all, every mature fighter can't resist the urge to start a jump chop in the opposite direction," Duncan teased casually. The restless arc flame, then nodded to Fanna, "I'm done, see you next time."
Fana was startled, and subconsciously stepped forward: "Wait! You can't just be like this..."
Duncan had already turned around, he waved his hand, and stepped into the air beyond the platform of the clock tower - the towering stern of the Lost Homeland slowly moved past the tower, and beside the rudder on the deck, was the The captain himself at the helm.
Duncan's projection wrapped in the flame of the spirit body stepped directly onto the boat and became one with his own body.
He stood on the bridge with the steering wheel in hand, smiling and nodding to Vanna.
The huge ghost ship began to accelerate gradually, and the illusory hull sailed over Pland, and sailed to the coast on the other side of the city-state and sailed to the boundless sea in the gradually rippling ripples.