Deep Sea Embers Chapter 192: Ark of Promise

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In the chart room, as always, the sunlight from the boundless sea poured into the room through the porthole, so that the old objects with a century of time were reflected and the black goat head sculpted quietly. In the corner of the chart table, it controls the direction of the Lost Lands, and the surface of the ancient chart is rolling with mist. In the surging mist, the track representing the known route is going straight in a certain direction. Expand and move forward.

At the end of the track is the city-state of Perland. The flickering light has now appeared in the fog ahead, and is gradually closing the distance from the Homeless at a speed that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

The door opened and Duncan's figure appeared at the door.

The goat head figurine immediately moved, its wooden neck creaked, and turned its head to the direction of the voice: "Ah, it is the great captain of the Lord who has come to his loyal deputy! Yours! Are things going well? You have been busy since yesterday, are you in a good mood today? The weather today..."

"Stop, stop, I don't have to repeat this kind of greeting several times a day." Duncan raised his hand to interrupt before the other party finished speaking, and then his eyes stopped for a moment as if inadvertently on the face of the goat head.

The goat's head is as always, with no expression, and the obsidian withered eyes are still strangely cold, and its eyes are full of inhuman textures as it stares at the table.

But there's nothing dangerous or anything different from normal.

This guy seems to have been taking Duncan's orders seriously all the time, Duncan let it concentrate on sailing and it was really just concentrating on sailing.

"Your Excellency, Captain, you look preoccupied?" The goat-headed voice sounded, with a familiar, dog-legged enthusiasm.

"You seem to have brought some captives back...but they don't seem to be on board anymore?"

"They disappeared after the sun rose."

Duncan came to the sailing table unhurriedly, and when he sat down, he said, "It's a few missionaries of the end."

"Ah, missionaries at the end... troublesome and dangerous guys, they are really hard to catch, always appearing inexplicably, and running away inexplicably." As Duncan is familiar with, as long as a topic is opened, this guy will pop up a series of nonsense, but these nonsense often contain useful information, and there is no need to bother to cross-examine.

"But how did they provoke you? Those crazy preachers don't usually show up very much. Compared with the Sun Cultists or the Oblivion Cultists, they are low-key and rare..."

"They attacked a human I was looking at, and they grabbed it and used it to test Alice's abilities." Duncan said casually, watching the reaction of the goat head.

"They also said a lot of nonsense, related to the warp... How much do you know about these cultists?"

"I would advise you not to pay too much attention to their crazy 'preachers,'" said Goathead immediately. "Just calling the name of the warp frequently may attract dangerous attention, not to mention dealing with the madmen who follow the warp? Of course, a great being like you may not be affected by them, but listen more It's not a good thing after all..."

Then it paused, and then continued: "I tell you, I don't know much about those lunatics, and not many people in this world know about them, the missionary of the end should be regarded as one of the various cults. The weirdest group of guys, they are good at being ghosts and ghosts, their thinking is fragmented, and unlike ordinary cultists, there are a lot of low-level rabble-they are much smaller in number, and there is no normal communication with people.... ..”

Goathead babbled, and the more he went on, the more nonsense he went on, but even in the midst of this long rambling, Duncan still heard some key information.

According to Goat's Head, the number of Missionaries of the End is far less than the other two cults (the Sun Followers and Oblivion Cultists) who are also the confidants of civilization. Judging from the records and activity trajectories of the world, their number There may be only a thousand people, maybe even less.

There are a large number of ordinary people who act as "bottom believers" in the general cult. These rabble have no power and have a normal social life, except that their thinking has become

Except for corruption, they are basically the same as ordinary people, but the missionaries of the end do not have such an underlying structure - as long as they appear, they must be "priests" with powerful power.

No one knows how a cult group has been able to operate and survive without the support of the bottom, just as no one knows the specific process of the transformation of the Sun Cultists and Oblivion Cultists among ordinary people.

In addition, although the evangelists of the end have the word "preacher" in their names, in fact they seem to have almost no successful cases of "preaching"-their reason has already evaporated, and their language and logic are different from ordinary people. Although they will always chant some "truth" related to the warp whenever they show up, any sane person will not listen to their bewitching, and the weak-willed... in Before being bewitched by it, it has been polluted by the warp and turned into a monster.

In other words, it is theoretically impossible for the Evangelists to increase their numbers by "preaching".

Finally, the evangelist at the end of the day was elusive, very elusive.

Duncan knew this for himself.

Goat's Head says that he doesn't know much about Missionaries of the End, but he tells us a lot of information.

"A group of preachers who are so insane that they can't 'preach, are they??" Duncan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Where did the original missionary end come from?"

"Who knows then?" The neck of the goat head creaked.

"Maybe it grew directly from the warp..."

Duncan didn't care about the goat's head, which was obviously a "warp joke", nor did he bring up his "non-linear conjecture" about the Evangelist.

He just pondered, if he, the first contact with the missionaries of the end, can make this conjecture, then the guardians and bishops in the human city-state who have been fighting heresy for a long time, they have a lot to do with that group of Warp believers. What do you know? Will they have a more complete theory to explain the weirdness of those lunatics?

"Captain, you seem to be very concerned about those missionaries of the end?"

The sound of the goat's head suddenly broke the silence in the room. "It's rare to see you look so serious..."

Duncan looked up and gave the goat's head a quiet glance.

"You say, if a city-state's history is polluted, can it be saved?"

He said suddenly.

Frankly and casually, as if to discuss a common "academic conjecture" at leisure.

Goathead froze for a moment (although its hard face was originally expressionless), before responding after two or three seconds: "Historical pollution? Oh, this is a high-end topic, it sounds like warp talent. What happened..."

"What can only be done by the warp?" Duncan raised his eyebrows, "Why do you say that?"

“Besides the warp, which is a dangerous thing with its own time, space, and cause and effect in a mess, what else can casually pollute the history of a city-state?” Goat Head said casually.

"There is no such thing in the world with such power... oh, it's not that there is no such thing. In terms of power alone, there may be a qualified person, but that thing is hanging in the sky. ..."

Duncan's heart skipped a beat as he listened to Goat Head's rambles.

The space-time and causality of the warp itself is chaotic?

This is the first time he has heard such a clear and direct piece of information related to the Warp.

As this information came to mind, he recalled what the Queen Frost said to him in that fantasy scene - please don't contaminate history~IndoMTL.com~ He frowned. , for the time being suppressed the many thoughts in his heart, and set his eyes on the goat's head again, the latter also immediately noticed the captain's gaze, stopped chattering, and quickly reacted: "Ah, no wonder you suddenly pay attention to those finalists. Missionary Yan...Did they..."

"They've probably got a whole lot of work done," Duncan said quietly. "It makes me a little... irritable."

He looked into the eyes of the goat head quietly, and the head of the goat looked blankly

Glancing at him, as if observing each other, but without any additional communication.

“The city-state has its own guardians of the city-state, and the gang of fire-bearers are staring at the context of history,” Goat Head said. Even if they can contaminate history, they can't contaminate you and Homeless..."

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Can't I contaminate me and Homeless?"

"...We return from the warp, Captain..." Goathead said slowly.

"Everything in the world can be contaminated - except the warp, where we...have been in the warp long enough."

Duncan frowned, and for some reason some of the maddened words that the Missionaries of the End had said suddenly appeared in his mind.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help muttering softly: "The Promised Ark..."

(Time to push the book! The title of the book is "I stand under hundreds of millions of lives", the author's name is Chen Laite. In fact, this book has been milked once before, unfortunately it was reported as autistic for a period of time, and now the content is renovated and reborn Now, the new content is an interesting story of a mentally ill boy who refused to work overtime and ran away from home, in a magical world, you can go and see if you are interested.)

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