Deep Sea Embers Chapter 357: Fake

The content on the paper has no beginning and no end, as if there are some specious metaphors hidden, but it only makes people feel weird when you look at it carefully. I watched it several times, but couldn't see the slightest clue.

What are the Lost Kings? What is the Forsaken Clan? What is the man in the ashes and the "asylum" that is mentioned repeatedly in those passages?

The content on the paper has no beginning and no end, as if there are some specious metaphors hidden, but it only makes people feel weird when you look at it carefully. I watched it several times, but couldn't see the slightest clue.

Duncan frowned tightly, his eyes swept over the slightly smeared ink stains soaked in water, some of the words recorded on them reminded him vaguely, but it was difficult to form a coherent train of thought, he could only vaguely Jo thinks....This doesn't seem to be purely crazy talk. The passage that looks like a religious record seems to be talking about something related to the current "deep sea age".

What are the Lost Kings? What is the Forsaken Clan? What is the man in the ashes and the "asylum" that is mentioned repeatedly in those passages?

Or, it was before the deep sea era.

Duncan frowned tightly, his eyes swept over the slightly smeared ink stains soaked in water, some of the words recorded on them reminded him vaguely, but it was difficult to form a coherent train of thought, he could only vaguely Jo thinks....This doesn't seem to be purely crazy talk. The passage that looks like a religious record seems to be talking about something related to the current "deep sea age".

"Is this written by a crow?" Vanna suddenly raised her head and looked at Nemo who was standing beside her.

Or, it was before the deep sea era.

"It's his handwriting," Nemo knelt down to read it, and nodded with certainty, "he always elongates the last stroke at the end of the sentence, which is not the fault of others."

"Is this written by a crow?" Vanna suddenly raised her head and looked at Nemo who was standing beside her.

"It's his handwriting," Nemo knelt down to read it, and nodded with certainty, "he always elongates the last stroke at the end of the sentence, which is not the fault of others."

"What does he believe in?" Vanna asked again, "Besides the orthodox belief, has he come into contact with any other spiritual guidance? It doesn't have to be a heresy -- gray things like secret societies and academic monasteries. Society also counts.”

"What does he believe in?" Vanna asked again, "Besides the orthodox belief, has he come into contact with any other spiritual guidance? It doesn't have to be a heresy -- gray things like secret societies and academic monasteries. Society also counts.”

"He is a devout believer in the God of Death, since he was a child, I haven't seen him go to any church other than Bartok's church," Crow said while thinking, "As for associations and Things like academic retreats...then it is even more impossible. How can his brain participate in this kind of thing? The guy in the public high school in the lower city has to take three years of tutoring before he can graduate. He just wants to participate in those hidden The congregation must also want it!"

"He is a devout believer in the God of Death, since he was a child, I haven't seen him go to any church other than Bartok's church," Crow said while thinking, "As for associations and Things like academic retreats...then it is even more impossible. How can his brain participate in this kind of thing? The guy in the public high school in the lower city has to take three years of tutoring before he can graduate. He just wants to participate in those hidden The congregation must also want it!"

"...a devout orthodox believer, who has never been in contact with other spiritual guidance other than the orthodox belief...this is interesting," Fanna looked at the paper in Morris's hand and curled her fingers Resting his chin in thought, "The narrative style on this obviously has the shadow of the classical city-state era or earlier dark ages, and it is a typical 'holy script'. People can imagine it out of thin air—and 'the crow, he still puts it next to his body, which shows that he is very concerned about the things on this piece of paper."

"...a devout orthodox believer, who has never been in contact with other spiritual guidance other than the orthodox belief...this is interesting," Fanna looked at the paper in Morris's hand and curled her fingers Resting his chin in thought, "The narrative style on this obviously has the shadow of the classical city-state era or earlier dark ages, and it is a typical 'holy script'. People can imagine it out of thin air—and 'the crow, he still puts it next to his body, which shows that he is very concerned about the things on this piece of paper."

Duncan didn't speak, he had been thinking silently, then suddenly realized: "So, maybe he copied this thing from somewhere.

Duncan didn't speak, he had been thinking silently, then suddenly realized: "So, maybe he copied this thing from somewhere.

"Copy it down?" Nemo was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "You mean, the crow may have strayed somewhere, and the thing on this paper... is where he Transcribed 'clues?

"Copy it down?" Nemo was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "You mean, the crow may have strayed somewhere, and the thing on this paper... is where he Transcribed 'clues?

"Perhaps, he himself doesn't know the meaning of these things he copied, but this is the most suspicious and noteworthy information he saw there," Duncan nodded slowly, "and unfortunately What's more, he may have caused his death when he copied these things."

"Perhaps, he himself doesn't know the meaning of these things he copied, but this is the most suspicious and noteworthy information he saw there," Duncan nodded slowly, "and unfortunately What's more, he may have caused his death when he copied these things."

"I strayed into a certain place..." Fanna stood up slowly, folded her hands on her chest, and said in thought, "Then this place must be completely unfamiliar to 'Crow', and the environment may be It was so weird that the person involved couldn't judge where he was in a short time, but could only hastily record what he saw as a clue. On the other hand, he might be discovered and killed shortly after transcribing it. So he didn't have time to explore the surroundings - otherwise he would have the opportunity to record more characteristic information to describe the environment he saw. "

"I strayed into a certain place..." Fanna stood up slowly, folded her hands on her chest, and said in thought, "Then this place must be completely unfamiliar to 'Crow', and the environment may be It was so weird that the person involved couldn't judge where he was in a short time, but could only hastily record what he saw as a clue. On the other hand, he might be discovered and killed shortly after transcribing it. So he didn't have time to explore the surroundings - otherwise he would have the opportunity to record more characteristic information to describe the environment he saw. "

As she spoke, she looked down at the drowned body again, frowning slightly.

As she spoke, she looked down at the drowned body again, frowning slightly.

"Where did he go? How did he get sent back? A wet corpse must leave traces when it is transported..."

"Where did he go? How did he get sent back? A wet corpse must leave traces when it is transported..."

Nemo raised his head and looked around.

Nemo raised his head and looked around.

In the dry sewer corridor, no traces of dragged corpses can be seen.

In the dry sewer corridor, no traces of dragged corpses can be seen.

"Maybe we should follow the route that the crow usually patrols. He may have left traces before he strayed into that place," Morris said, looking up into the depths of the corridor ahead, "he usually goes to Going in this direction?"

"Maybe we should follow the route that the crow usually patrols. He may have left traces before he strayed into that place," Morris said, looking up into the depths of the corridor ahead, "he usually goes to Going in this direction?"

"Yes," Nemo nodded, "this corridor leads to the direction of the upper city, but there is a section of road in the middle where the lighting is unstable, and it is occasionally blocked

"Yes," Nemo nodded, "this corridor leads to the direction of the upper city, but there is a section of road in the middle where the lighting is unstable, and it is occasionally blocked

Darkness shrouded, although short-term darkness will not be a big problem, but there may still be some... not very good things, so it is necessary to patrol frequently to find those shadows that have just grown up in time. "

Darkness shrouded, although short-term darkness will not be a big problem, but there may still be some... not very good things, so it is necessary to patrol frequently to find those shadows that have just grown up in time. "

"Then go and have a look, maybe you can find clues if you go as soon as possible," Duncan nodded, "If something really came out over there, it's just a good time to deal with it."

"Then go and have a look, maybe you can find clues if you go as soon as possible," Duncan nodded, "If something really came out over there, it's just a good time to deal with it."

No objection.

No objection.

The group bid farewell to the crow's body for the time being, and prepared to explore deeper into the sewer corridor, but before passing the young man's body, Nemo and the old ghost lowered their heads at the same time.

The group bid farewell to the crow's body for the time being, and prepared to explore deeper into the sewer corridor, but before passing the young man's body, Nemo and the old ghost lowered their heads at the same time.

"Wait here for us, we'll get you back," Nemo said.

"Wait here for us, we'll get you back," Nemo said.

The old ghost bent down, took out a triangular amulet from somewhere, and stuffed it in the crow's chest: "Don't run around, kid."

The old ghost bent down, took out a triangular amulet from somewhere, and stuffed it in the crow's chest: "Don't run around, kid."

Duncan watched the scene silently, waiting for Nemo to say goodbye to the old ghost before turning around and leading the team forward.

Duncan watched the scene silently, waiting for Nemo to say goodbye to the old ghost before turning around and leading the team forward.

"We will tell Captain Tirian what happened here when we go back," Fanna said suddenly on the way, "that young man will not die without knowing why.

"We will tell Captain Tirian what happened here when we go back," Fanna said suddenly on the way, "that young man will not die without knowing why.

"Thank you," Nemo said in a low voice. He was obviously in a bad mood, and his depression and loss were lingering. Captain Ryan and Captain Duncan remember it, and it is probably an honor."

"Thank you," Nemo said in a low voice. He was obviously in a bad mood, and his depression and loss were lingering. Captain Ryan and Captain Duncan remember it, and it is probably an honor."

"Does he have any family?" Morris also broke the silence and asked softly.

"Does he have any family?" Morris also broke the silence and asked softly.

"Family? It's long gone. He grew up in an orphanage. He came out of the orphanage when he was a teenager and became an apprentice with me." Nemo shook his head, "Listen to the orphanage. Chang said, that kid was picked up from the road, in a trash can on the corner of the street, when he was first picked up, he was really only as long as a crow from head to toe..."

"Family? It's long gone. He grew up in an orphanage. He came out of the orphanage when he was a teenager and became an apprentice with me." Nemo shook his head, "Listen to the orphanage. Chang said, that kid was picked up from the road, in a trash can on the corner of the street, when he was first picked up, he was really only as long as a crow from head to toe..."

"Abandoned babies," the old ghost muttered, his voice seemed to be filled with anger, "when the queen was still here, she would not allow such things to happen—abandoned babies would be put in prison! As a result, now People are so depraved that they can throw their children into the trash can... That kid has a big life. He was very thin when he first came to us from the orphanage. He looked like a monkey when he was a teenager. I was worried that he would catch a cold and die after the winter, but he survived...survived..."

"Abandoned babies," the old ghost muttered, his voice seemed to be filled with anger, "when the queen was still here, she would not allow such things to happen—abandoned babies would be put in prison! As a result, now People are so depraved that they can throw their children into the trash can... That kid has a big life. He was very thin when he first came to us from the orphanage. He looked like a monkey when he was a teenager. I was worried that he would catch a cold and die after the winter, but he survived...survived..."

The old man stopped suddenly, as if he was stuck, and then shook his head emotionally: "I still didn't survive."

The old man stopped suddenly, as if he was stuck, and then shook his head emotionally: "I still didn't survive."

The atmosphere in the team was extremely gloomy, and even Alice, who had always been dull, felt the oppressive atmosphere. She looked up and looked around in confusion, and finally came to the old ghost hesitantly, as if she wanted to comfort the old man: "You ...Don't be sad."

The atmosphere in the team was extremely gloomy, and even Alice, who had always been dull, felt the oppressive atmosphere. She looked up and looked around in confusion, and finally came to the old ghost hesitantly, as if she wanted to comfort the old man: "You ...Don't be sad."

The old ghost raised his head, stared blankly at Alice wearing a wig and veil, and then sniffed his nose vigorously: "Queen, you have to take care of this..."

The old ghost raised his head, stared blankly at Alice wearing a wig and veil, and then sniffed his nose vigorously: "Queen, you have to take care of this..."

Alice looked at the old man in front of her in bewilderment.

Alice looked at the old man in front of her in bewilderment.

But soon, her embarrassment was broken - the team suddenly stopped.

But soon, her embarrassment was broken - the team suddenly stopped.

The corridor ahead is shrouded in dim light. Two gas lamps that seem to be faulty are embedded on the wall. The barely emitted light can hardly completely dispel the darkness in the depths. on the ground, his expression became a little more serious.

The corridor ahead is shrouded in dim light. Two gas lamps that seem to be faulty are embedded on the wall. The barely emitted light can hardly completely dispel the darkness in the depths. on the ground, his expression became a little more serious.

"Over there... there is a person backwards.

"Over there... there is a person backwards.

She said in a low voice.

She said in a low voice.

A thin-looking figure collapsed beside the gutter at the edge of the corridor, motionless, and the weak gas lamp, which was dim due to poor airflow, shone on the familiar blue thick coat.

A thin-looking figure collapsed beside the gutter at the edge of the corridor, motionless, and the weak gas lamp, which was dim due to poor airflow, shone on the familiar blue thick coat.

A group of people came to the fallen corpse, but after seeing the other person's face, Duncan was not surprised at all—it was a crow.

A group of people came to the fallen corpse, but after seeing the other person's face, Duncan was not surprised at all—it was a crow.

However, unlike Duncan and the others who had expected it, Nemo and the old ghost were only stunned when they saw that face, and even a little panic.

However, unlike Duncan and the others who had expected it, Nemo and the old ghost were only stunned when they saw that face, and even a little panic.

"A crow?!" Nemo's voice trembled a little. He stared at the man lying on the ground dumbfounded, and subconsciously took half a step back, "This...how is this

"A crow?!" Nemo's voice trembled a little. He stared at the man lying on the ground dumbfounded, and subconsciously took half a step back, "This...how is this

"It's a fake." Duncan calmly interrupted Nemo's exclamation. From the first glance, he confirmed that the body in front of him was a fake made of "elements" - because in this "corpse" around, has begun to have

"It's a fake." Duncan calmly interrupted Nemo's exclamation. From the first glance, he confirmed that the body in front of him was a fake made of "elements" - because in this "corpse" around, has begun to have

A small amount of black viscous material appeared ~IndoMTL.com~ Apparently its disintegration process had begun.

A small amount of black viscous material appeared ~IndoMTL.com~ Apparently its disintegration process had begun.

There seem to be differences among the counterfeit products. Although they are also made of "elements", some counterfeit products can be active in the city-state for ten days and a half months, while others are transported to the cemetery. Disintegration occurred, and the "fake" in front of me...it seemed to disintegrate faster.

There seem to be differences among the counterfeit products. Although they are also made of "elements", some counterfeit products can be active in the city-state for ten days and a half months, while others are transported to the cemetery. Disintegration occurred, and the "fake" in front of me...it seemed to disintegrate faster.

It's only been a few hours since the crow disappeared.

It's only been a few hours since the crow disappeared.

Duncan was thinking quickly in his mind--

Duncan was thinking quickly in his mind--

If the crow really strayed into some dangerous and weird place-such as the lair of the Cultists of Oblivion-and transcribed the suspicious "hyeroglyphic narrative" there, then for his copying. ...should have started there too.

If the crow really strayed into some dangerous and weird place-such as the lair of the Cultists of Oblivion-and transcribed the suspicious "hyeroglyphic narrative" there, then for his copying. ...should have started there too.

And now, his duplicate body is lying in this area, where he often patrols.

And now, his duplicate body is lying in this area, where he often patrols.

The direction is right.

The direction is right.

Perhaps, the source of the clone is near here!

Perhaps, the source of the clone is near here!

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