Deep Sea Embers Chapter 421: Go to the abyss

"The Embers of the Deep"

The key left by the Queen?

Agatha's expression changed instantly, and she fixed the eyes of Consul Winston.

However, the latter was even more surprised than she was, and Winston's eyes were full of astonishment: Don't you know? So how did you get into this place?

Agatha's expression became serious, and she realized that the situation seemed to be different from what she expected - when she realized that she could enter the stone wall before, she thought that the Winston Consul who entered here first was The same existence as myself, but now it seems that this Mr. Consul uses other means.

He has more secrets than he thought.

I have my own way, Agatha spoke slowly, with a sense of pressure unconsciously in her tone, you just mentioned 'what the **** is the key left by the queen?

Winston looked suspiciously at the gatekeeper in front of him, but after a moment of hesitation, he sighed in relief, and reached into his chest pocket.

It's okay, anyway, it has reached this point, there is no need to keep a secret anymore.

He took out a small thing from his pocket. It was a brass key with ornate patterns. The key handle looked like a horizontal 8, or an infinite symbol in mathematics, but there was no ordinary key on the head Such a common tooth structure, but a round rod with grooves.

Agatha looked at the object in the other party's hands curiously, and suddenly felt that it was not like a key to open the door, but... very similar to something that winds dolls or other clockwork mechanisms.

A wind-up key? She subconsciously said, you mean, this is something left by Queen Lei Nora? Why is it in your hands as an archon?

The key has been passed down from generation to generation by the consuls. This key is a gift left by the queen to the rebels, and... a curse. From the moment the first Archon took the keys, the shadow of Frost City loomed over us, Lady Gatekeeper.

Agatha did not interrupt the seemingly frail middle-aged man's ramblings, she waited patiently for the man to finish, and then said calmly: You actually know about Boiling Gold Mine the real situation, right?

If you mean that the Boiling Gold Mine has been exhausted as early as the queen's time... yes, I know, Winston sighed softly, and said frankly, sorry, I knew from the beginning that you found out What happened to the door in my house, but I thought there was still time to get things back on track before things got worse, and all you found was an abandoned mine, Frost... still the same Frost of prosperity.

I need an explanation. Consul, Agatha has a serious expression and a cold tone. The boiling gold mine has been exhausted since the queen's time. So what exactly are we digging out and transporting out in the past few decades? And what is the connection between the vision of the city-state today, the actions of those cultists, and the depletion of the mine?

Boiling gold, still boiling gold, Ms Gatekeeper, we dug up boiling gold, and what we shipped out was still boiling gold, it's true, true, Winston looked up with I don’t know if it’s the expression of crying or laughing, but it’s not pollution. We have tested it, and Queen’s Era has also tested it. If something looks like boiling gold, it’s boiling gold when used, and the effects and products left are the same as normal Boiling gold makes no difference - then there is no doubt that it should be boiling gold.

Those are really boiling gold?! Agatha's eyes widened suddenly. This answer made her especially hard to imagine, but the mine was exhausted decades ago, and the ore appearing in the mine now...

That's the scariest and weirdest, isn't it? Winston smiled wryly, the ore veins were exhausted, but soon new ores would fill some corners that no one was looking at, as if there was a false 'Frost City-State' that was parallel to the real world, and was filling the ore Continuously pouring into the real world, or... When the mine goes deep into the ground, we have been mining minerals from a mirror world, and those phantom things that are against common sense... No matter how you test it after mining, It's all true.

Agatha listened to all this with a stern face. These unbelievable truths hit her mind that was often muddled these days, but in the end she kept calm and said softly: Mirror Frost— Mr. Consul, your statement is correct. There is indeed a mirror image frost. The fog that envelops the city-state today, and the fakes that continue to appear in the fog, all ran out of that mirror city. This mirror image city-state is gradually eroding And replace our real world.

Winston's expression changed slightly, and then he was silent for more than ten seconds, and finally let out a long sigh: Ah, it seems that this is the price of those boiling gold.

The price? You were too understated when you said that word—you and I are not the only ones who are bearing the price, but also the entire city-state, most of them have no idea what happened...

But the vast majority of them are benefiting from everything brought by the boiling gold trade - in this extremely cold city, it is the boiling gold that allows the whole city to have warm homes and sufficient food, so that We've been able to maintain a level of relative abundance after the cliff collapse, lady Gatekeeper. When Winston said this, he paused for a few seconds, and then waved his hand.

As you should know, I have never been extravagant, bought no real estate, kept no personal wealth - I don't even have an heir. Ma'am, everything I do is not for selfish desires.

Agatha looked into the consul's eyes, but from the depths of those eyes, all she could see was exhaustion.

Don't they all have a choice...

She spoke softly as if talking to herself.

No one has a choice, Winston shook his head, I know what you mean, today's road, today's price, are not chosen by the citizens of the city-state - but it's not my choice either, There is no other way for anyone.

The city-state is only so big, and there is no second frost on the boundless sea for us to stand on. We need food, fuel, houses and clean fresh water, and we need boiling gold—even if it comes from the weird shadow world. Without boiling gold, it only takes one winter, and a quarter of the people in the city-state will die, and the remaining people will gradually return to the dark city-state era before the great industrial development within a few years, and continue to lose a quarter or more The population of...

Ms. Gatekeeper, take a break, you are as tired as I am, maybe we should accept the fact that the city-state is a steam locomotive heading into the abyss, and everyone is sitting on the car. The only difference between protectors and ordinary people is that ordinary people eat, drink and live with their eyes blindfolded, while we... just open our eyes.

But Agatha ignored Winston's self-defeating speech. She just stood in the darkness without saying a word, feeling the unbearable cold coming from all around again, feeling the blood in her veins. His blood gradually cooled.

Then, she broke the silence: Someone else had chosen.

… Yes, there was one, the Frostmen once called her the 'queen', and the history books called her the 'mad queen', Winston laughed, but he didn't know whether he was laughing at the queen or himself, a A great mortal, she even wants to fight against this sea, against the horror in the deepest part of the sea.

The Abyss Project... Agatha said softly, all the clues she had grasped in the past finally came together in her mind little by little, turning into a clear thread. The exploration plan of the Queen...does the queen want to uncover the secrets deep in the city-state? !

We don't know why she thinks that the constant emergence of boiling gold in the mine has something to do with the 'deep sea~IndoMTL.com~, but she is obviously on the right track-the loss of control of the abyss project and the terrible fate she later faced are exactly the same. Proving that she has touched the real source, the irony of our world is nothing more than this, Winston changed his position next to the tree stump, raised his head, looked at the endless chaos and creeping shadows above, and said slowly Then, the truth points to madness, and madness points to failure. Every step you take toward your goal is walking toward the abyss.

Winston sighed.

She wants to find out the truth about the Boiling Gold Mine, she wants to solve the hidden dangers behind the city-state, and she wants to use her wisdom and strength to fight against the sea itself... This is very good, but it turns out

, she just consumed her own destiny ahead of time.

So, you 'successors, decide not to follow her old path - you pretend to be blindfolded like everyone else, and rush into the abyss with this car, and the queen who ever tried to hit the brakes or change the track , was finally characterized by history books as a lunatic who was bewitched by the subspace.

The ancient saying of Frost—the dead must give way to the living. Winston slowly turned his eyes and looked into the eyes of Agatha. After that, she recovered quickly, so she probably didn't mind.

Agatha wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything.

For a long time, she could only shake her head slightly.

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