Deep Sea Embers

The door closed behind him, blocking the goat's head from staring blankly.

But Duncan can still clearly perceive the Lost Home, and feel the subtle changes in every part of the ghost ship. In the resonance like an extension of the limbs, he "sees" a series of the Lost Home's sails moving in the sea breeze. The angle was carefully adjusted, and the black steering wheel located on the stern bridge was turning slightly, further stabilizing the Lost Home in the waves.

As he expected, Goathead temporarily took over the helm and began to perform his duties as first mate conscientiously. But Duncan could still take over the ship personally at any time.

Compared with when he was directly at the helm, the Lost Home was weaker in terms of flexibility and speed, but now Duncan's main purpose is to further dispel the fog on the chart. There is no clear goal or route. He didn't care about this impact anymore.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual about the goat's head and that the Gothic doll below the deck was staying in the room, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief and took a look at the room, which was not too big.

This is his private dormitory as the captain, and it is also the most comfortable and elegant room on the Lost Home. In addition to a soft bed, there is also a classic large wardrobe and a table on the wall opposite the door of the room. There are many strange items on the shelves, and there is a dark brown desk opposite the bed. However, there are no books on the desk. There are only a few furnishings and tools for writing and drawing. .

There is a window next to the desk, which can directly overlook the sea in the distance. There are several hooks on the wall next to the window. The pirate sword Duncan is carrying now and the flintlock gun were hung on these hooks.

Duncan came to the desk, put the long sword and flintlock where he could, opened the drawer of the desk, and checked the gunpowder and lead bullets placed in the wooden box.

A small brass compass was placed next to the lead bullets and gunpowder bags. Duncan picked up the compass and saw that the pointer under the glass case was still spinning randomly, as if it had been being pulled by an invisible chaotic force field. The bottom of the compass was engraved with a small line of text

"We are all homeless."

Duncan put the compass in his hand and played with it, watching the hands on it spinning around like he was drunk.

The things here have been checked many times by him. He discovered this room during the initial exploration, and the things here, including the line of messages, must have been left by the real Captain Duncan.

After mentally reviewing the information he had so far, Duncan exhaled, casually placed the compass on the table, raised his right hand and gently rubbed his fingertips.

A small green flame then ignited at his fingertips. Under the reflection of the flame, half of Duncan's palms immediately showed a transparent and illusory texture like a spirit body. However, under conscious control, this flame did not It didn't spread everywhere like before, but hovered above his finger like a candle.

After the flame stabilized, Duncan used his other hand to get close to the flame and feel it. Then he took a quill pen from the side and touched the flame with the end of the pen.

No heat was felt, and the quill was not ignited. Only a bit of gloomy green spread on the pen barrel, making the quill glow with a faint light.

Duncan, on the other hand, did not "feel" any feedback from the quill, which was completely different from when he touched the chart and the rudder with flames.

Duncan silently recorded the new experience in his mind. This "spiritual fire" has no temperature and will not ignite things. Moreover, it is very likely that it will only be associated with "abnormal" things on the Lost Home, but not ordinary things. Any feedback will be appreciated.

So if it's an "abnormal" thing from outside the Homeless Ship...will the flames react?

Duncan pondered, and for a moment, the figure of a certain Gothic doll, Alice, suddenly appeared in his mind. It seemed that it was an "abnormality" from outside the Lost Home?

Will she be affected by this spiritual fire?

But that's all he thought about for a moment, and then threw this irrelevant idea aside.

Because even if Alice is not a human being, even if she is a cursed "Anomaly 099", she is still an independent individual who can speak and walk, and has her own thoughts, and she is still a "crew member" of the Lost Home. Duncan has subconsciously Think of it as a "person".

He cannot accept using living people to test his flame. After all, he is not sure yet what profound impact the flame will have on the affected "abnormality", and whether it is harmful or not.

Duncan then conducted several more tests, checking the properties of the flames and determining whether there were extraordinary attributes behind various things in the dormitory.

Finally, his eyes finally fell on the small brass compass with a "message" on it.

The brass compass lay quietly on the table, and the pointer under the glass case rotated randomly, but I don't know if it was an illusion. When Duncan kept the flame while casting his "malicious" gaze on the pointer, the pointer seemed to suddenly He froze for a moment.

Then he continued to wander around in circles as if nothing had happened.

Duncan: "..."

This thing definitely reacted to his gaze just now!

Originally, he was a little wary of the compass. After all, it had the handwriting left by "the real Captain Duncan" on it. He was very worried whether the dead ghost captain had left some kind of power or power on this personal item. "Trap" to prevent thieves, so he never tested the compass with flames, but after seeing the reaction of the compass, he suddenly made up his mind.

Duncan reached out and picked up the compass, and a cold touch reached his fingertips. After glancing at the pointer that was still spinning randomly, he directly put the thing into the right hand used to maintain the fire of the spirit body, and slowly held it tightly. .

The green flame instantly flowed like burning grease and spread between his fingers. The surface of the compass quickly ignited a faint fire. There seemed to be countless phantoms rising and dissipating in the fire. In the next moment, the pointer that was spinning randomly He stopped suddenly and pointed straight to a certain direction on the vast sea.

Duncan's heart moved. At this moment, he clearly felt the "feedback" from the compass, and confirmed that it was indeed an "abnormal item" that could be controlled by spiritual fire, but before he could sense it carefully The details in this feedback, a sudden "gravity" suddenly appeared!

Duncan only felt his body swaying, and the next second his vision blurred. The furnishings in the captain's dormitory had turned into nothingness at some point, and even the surrounding walls and roofs disintegrated and dissipated like snowflakes in the blink of an eye, scattering in the air. In the light and shadow, boundless darkness filled his vision.

Duncan stood in the center of the darkness in astonishment, alarm bells blaring in his heart. His first reaction was to reach for the musket and sword lying beside him, but the next second he found that only the brass was left beside him. The compass is still held tightly in his hand.

Duncan blinked. In his eyes, the brass compass was suddenly filled with countless wisps of slender light.

These rays of light spread in the darkness, intertwining, expanding infinitely like a web, and between the interweaving of rays of light, countless stars and bits of light emerge. Some of these rays of light are scattered, and some are gathered like rivers. In the background of intertwined light networks, it is as brilliant as a galaxy.

Duncan looked at the vision in front of him with some confusion. He was alert and a little uneasy, but for some reason, he didn't feel any sense of crisis, or even...

Between the dim network of light and the stars, he felt a long-lost sense of peace and comfort.

The next second, a strange feeling suddenly came over. Duncan's eyes were involuntarily attracted by a cluster of starlight in the intertwined light network. He looked at the cluster of starlight and felt that the starlight was teetering, as if it was about to fall completely. dark.

He subconsciously reached out to the starlight.

A huge pulling force came at this moment, and Duncan felt as if his soul was flying. He couldn't help but rush towards the starry sky that was about to fall into darkness, while the dense network of light intertwined by the compass flew quickly in his sight. Retreating, the surrounding galaxy formed by starlight suddenly began to rotate and creep!

During the rapid flight, he subconsciously looked at his right hand holding the compass, only to see that the compass had disappeared at some point. At the same time, just before he was about to come into contact with the dim starlight, there was a light in the corner of his eye. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a shadow suddenly condensed in the darkness.

The shadow emerged naturally as if it had always been with him, and quickly fell towards the dim light point with him.

Duncan could only vaguely see that the shadow seemed to be a bird spreading its wings. Before he could see the details clearly, his vision went dark.

The heavy touch from the real world came from the limbs, along with the stench of some kind of rotting limbs, and the harsh sound of heavy chains dragging the floor.

(Oh my god!)