Deep Sea Embers Chapter 306: Deep remains

Agou swayed for two steps, and finally stopped. Puffs of black smoke and dust rose from the gaps in its bones, and the bones all over its body trembled like convulsions. In the blood-colored eye sockets, the light was flickering.

Such an obvious and abnormal reaction of course startled Shirley, who immediately stopped, shaking Agou's huge head while anxiously calling the other person's name—for seven or eight times After several times, Ah Gou finally came back to his senses, looked up dully, and made a hoarse and low voice in his throat: "Why am I suddenly a little... I can't walk...

"Are you okay?" Duncan also leaned over at this time, he frowned and looked at the Obscure Hound who was clearly out of order, and his tone was somewhat concerned, "What's wrong with you?"

"I...have no discomfort,"

Agou's head was shaking, as if he was about to fall asleep at any time, "I just feel that I have no strength, and... I really don't want to get close to that pile of things."

"I really don't want to get close?" Duncan turned his head and glanced at the pile of weird things that were still slowly wriggling in the light of the fire, like a mountain of mud.

Is this weird pile of "mud" affecting Agou? Some kind of instinctive repression?

Agou's abnormal reaction attracted everyone's attention, and immediately made Duncan fall into thinking. The first thing he thought of was whether Agou's strange "perception" far surpassed that of human beings had observed some kind of strangeness again. something visible.

But judging from Agou's reaction, it doesn't seem to "see" anything unusual.

"The deep hounds are more or less a relatively powerful group among the deep demons,

Seldom will it become like this because of the coercion of a powerful individual." Fan Na knelt down, touched the bone fragments on Agou's body nonchalantly, and then looked back, "What's more, that The thing didn't exude any coercion at all...

"How much, the two words can be removed," Shirley muttered next to her, "Agou is already very powerful...."

"Not good, I'm not good at all," Agou quickly shook his head, "Isn't this place a bit too evil, why don't we come again next time?"

"It's impossible to come back next time, this ghost ship may not be here honestly waiting for us to explore again and again," Duncan shook his head, "but your current state is really not suitable for moving forward. "

Agou is under the influence of some inexplicable force, if he continues to get close to that pile of things, it is very likely to have unpredictable consequences-the best way now is to let him and Shirley return to the Lost Home temporarily.

Duncan waved to the side, and Ai immediately flew over, yelling while circling in the air: "Who is calling the ship... This is a trap! Abandon ship and escape!"

"Take Shirley and Agou back to the Lost Home first," Duncan didn't care about the bird's bluffs, and pointed at Agou who was lying on the ground and Shirley who was beside him with a worried face, and then gave a little Thinking, pointing to Nina, "Take Nina back too."

"Huh?" Nina didn't respond immediately, "Why do I have to go back? I'm in good shape now!"

"The thing tried to copy you just now, although it was cut off by you, but I don't know if the big guys at the end will have other reactions after you approach," Duncan simply explained, "This kind of It doesn't hurt to be thoughtful under the circumstances."

After listening carefully, Nina nodded obediently immediately: "Ah, okay, then I'll go back."

Duncan originally prepared a lot of words of persuasion. After all, Nina is a curious girl and has been looking forward to this kind of adventure, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily. Quickly smiled and shook his head.

She is still so sensible.

The flames of the undead bird roared through the cabin, bringing Shirley, Agou and Nina out of the Obsidian.

But the space has not been plunged into darkness because of Ai's departure—the piles of bonfires that Duncan lit with the dry and stagnant mud still illuminate this eerie place.

The pile of strange substances entrenched at the end of the cabin is still wriggling quietly, as if half asleep, as if

The Buddha is dormant in sleep.

But when Duncan cast his eyes on the pile of matter again, there was another clear "plop" sound from inside the thing.

"The children have left," Duncan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the pile of dark matter, "Now it's time for the adults to solve this trouble."

His footsteps did not hesitate, and as he approached step by step, the pile of squirming matter that seemed to be in a dormant state immediately reacted—the squirming at its edge became more and more obvious, and the expansion and contraction of the surface became more and more obvious. More and more frequently, the pulsating sound from inside became faster and louder.

By the last ten meters, it has completely turned into a rhythmic heartbeat

Plop, plop, plop--the clear and powerful heartbeat kept coming, echoing clearly in this open and dark cabin!

But apart from the continuous heartbeat and the increasingly intense wriggling on the surface, this pile of things didn't respond in any way.

Until Duncan came to it, it just maintained this "vigorous" state.

"Goddess...what the **** is this blasphemy..."

Fan Na frowned tightly, and said with difficulty hiding her disgust.

After getting close enough, she saw the shape of this pile of matter more clearly - it did not have the outline of any biological body at all, and its surface seemed to be flowing with mud, but it happened to emerge from the mud from time to time With some suspicious bumps and convexities, it looks like half-melted viscera or suddenly swollen blood vessels and nerve bundles, and at the same time as it keeps beating, it also presents characteristics that seem to respond to external stimuli-these characteristics eventually However, it is attributed to the constant blind fumbling.

Since she became a judge, Fanna has seen countless heretics and evils, but she was still shocked by the level of blasphemy and evil in this mass before her.

Even Alice next to her was a little dazed, the lady doll stared at the pile of things for a long time before saying: "It seems that I can't cook..."

Vanna instantly stared at Alice with wide eyes——she was shocked again.

Morris gave full play to the carefulness and curiosity that a scholar should have. He seemed to ignore the psychological discomfort and resistance. I saw something in the process: "There seems to be something wrapped in it!"

"Inside?" Duncan was slightly taken aback, and then he noticed the clue that Morris had discovered: there seemed to be a small piece of clothing fragments on the edge of the pile of mud.

This wriggling pile of mud is really just a layer of mulch?

After realizing this, Duncan immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at the pile of wriggling things.

The countless bonfires burning around the cabin immediately spread countless lines of fire, and the flames of the spirit body gathered on the pile of "living mud" almost in the blink of an eye.

The flames of the spirit body burn instantly!

The flames are grand but precisely controlled. Duncan ordered the flames to burn only the black sludge and not to harm other substances inside—under his conscious catalysis and control, in just a few seconds, The pile of disgusting wriggling things was burned to nothing.

What was originally covered in the depths of this pile of matter finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

"This is..."

Morris looked at the scene in front of him with some astonishment.

A human being, a middle-aged male, was leaning on a pile of wreckage and fell into the embers of the flames of his spiritual body. One hand tightly covered his mouth, as if he was restraining a huge horror, and his body showed a shocking state——

More than half of that body has been dissolved by something, turning into a horrifying decomposition structure.

There is only one heart, exposed outside the open chest cavity, beating slowly and vigorously.

Plop...Puff...Plop...

The sound of the heartbeat that seemed to contain some kind of strong will echoed throughout the cabin.

It turns out that Duncan all the way

The sound of the heartbeat heard close to it actually came from this heart.

But the human is apparently long dead ~IndoMTL.com~ His heartbeat doesn't mean anything alive.

"A human being?" Fan Na immediately frowned tightly, carefully looking at the middle-aged man who died in the deepest part of the Obsidian, "Is this also a replica made by the Obsidian?"

"The body structure is distorted and mutated, in line with the characteristics of the replica, but there seems to be something wrong..." Morris muttered in a low voice, and carefully fiddled with the remaining limb structure of the corpse with his cane, He observed the broken pieces of clothing, judging how they should look when they were complete, "This clothes...it looks like a uniform."

"This is indeed a uniform."

Duncan said suddenly that he seemed to have discovered something. He bent down while talking, ignoring the hideous and terrifying wreckage, and groped around the beating heart, and took it from a piece of rag. One thing was dropped.

It was a small breastplate with identity and name written on it.

"He is the captain of the Obsidian, Crystal Barberi." Duncan glanced at the breastplate and said lightly.

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