A... weak but wonderful force was resisting the orders given to this body.
Even trying to expel myself from the body.
This force seemed to have existed from the beginning, but when he had the idea of going to Frost, this resistance became more and more obvious.
Duncan stopped in surprise. Although the resistance was still there, he slowly moved to the edge of the wreckage and looked down at the calm sea.
He whispered, "I thought you were gone—usually, the soul leaves quickly after the heart stops beating."
Then he calmed down, feeling the weak but stubborn power. After a moment of silence, the body's lips moved twice: "Leave..."
Duncan closed his eyes slightly.
On the oily sea, the reflection of the body was suddenly enveloped by a layer of dark green flames. The face in the reflection, which had been completely disfigured by the fire and explosion, trembled in the flames and turned into Duncan.
Abnomar's majestic and gloomy face.
"Hello," Duncan, reflected in the sea, greeted calmly as he gazed at the body standing at the edge of the wreckage of the Petrel, "I think this will make it easier for us to talk."
The unrecognizable body stood upright. The remaining consciousness of Belazov stared at the face reflected in the sea and the dark green flames. His lips moved twice and he uttered a monotonous and persistent voice again: "... Leave."
With these words, the "sea witch" transformed into a flying piece of colored paper, swept across the deck like a whirlwind, swirled into a nearby open window, and returned to the captain's room.
A geometric structure that looks like a mountain and emits endless golden light is floating quietly near the elven city-state. Although its maximum boundary is still more than ten nautical miles away from the city, the wonderful light it releases is still enough to affect half of the city-state.
At the edge of this huge geometric body is a temporary research facility built by the city-state authorities - a huge raft-type port floating on the fierce sea. The power device on the edge of the raft facility spews steam and smoke into the sky. The complex mechanical working tower is loading and unloading cargo ships docked in the port. Small speedboats are constantly traveling between the raft base and the glowing geometric body, busy all the time.
"The elves are indeed a race with outstanding mathematical and mechanical talents. It seems that it is right to drag that thing to Breeze Harbor," Lucrecia couldn't help but sigh softly, "Only here can a research team of this scale be organized at any time, and can such supporting facilities be provided."
Lucrecia didn't react to the puppet maid's compliment, she was just thinking about other things quietly, but suddenly, she seemed to sense something and her expression changed slightly.
Duncan sat up, straightened the burnt strips of cloth on his body, and then looked at his hands.
The clockwork doll Luni walked briskly to the upper deck of the Brilliant Star. Her mistress was standing on the deck, gazing at the beautiful and sophisticated tower building in the center of the offshore base.
On the table in the center of the captain's room, this complex structure of lenses and crystal balls lit up slightly and kept making slight vibration sounds.
"Brother?" Lucrecia frowned. She didn't notice the scene behind him at first. "Why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"
"exist."
Tirian smiled mysteriously: "Guess where I am?"
Doll Luni thought for a moment and said, "They can meet you at the sea base, just don't let him get on board."
"Powerful, but respectable,"
As Duncan spoke, he stretched out his hand and Ai immediately flew to his side. The blazing green flames turned into a door and rose up beside him. "He went to Frost, and his main focus from now on was
I will leave it there, and you will be at the helm of the Lost Homeland. By the way, tell Alice to prepare some bandages and a coat, and wait for my order at any time."
"Too far, and too close
Near the central sea area - I don't intend to let the Brilliant Star drag a huge "alien object" through the main route. This will stimulate those foreign city-states that have not experienced much wind and waves." Recoresia shook his head, "Not to mention that the Four Gods Church is still speculating that this is a fragment that fell off from Anomaly 001. Things of this level... It's better to study them at the border of civilization."
The spiritual flame spread violently, Duncan's body merged with the flame, and in the next second it turned into a rising flame beside Ai. Then a meteor-like flame rose from the sea and flew straight towards the direction of Frost in the night sky.
Berazov still stood there silently, as if he was not dead yet - but there was still a little residual light in his half-open and half-closed eyes.
"My sense of humor has improved."
"Moko can do it, too," Luni said. "After all, this is the headquarters of the Academy of Truth. The number of scholars and research conditions are even better than there."
That powerful resistance force disappeared.
All of these busy and efficient processes are calculated and coordinated by a giant steam-powered differential engine at the center of the raft base.
“…He was the first to resist—at least, the first one whose resistance was strong enough for me to notice,” Duncan said calmly, “but you should realize that such resistance is meaningless. You are just quickly consuming your soul, and it only delays me for a few seconds at most.”
This is the ship of the "Sea Witch" Lucrecia, the Brilliant Star.
Belazov's body was silent. This body, which was theoretically not completely dead, still stood there upright, disagreeing with the order to return to Frost.
"I'm going to leave for a while. My brother is looking for me."
At almost the same time, the voice of the goat head also came into Duncan's mind: "Actually, you don't need to negotiate with him, he is just a weak mortal soul."
Those small speedboats would go deep into the glowing geometric body to deliver supplies and personnel to the research ships near the "core stone ball", or exchange important information.
This normal scene is certainly not the natural scenery of this city-state - the cool glow hanging over the eastern blocks comes from the sea near Breeze Harbor.
At this moment, a "magic warship" with a style completely different from the local ships was docked next to the raft base built by the elves.
A swirling, spreading fire suddenly appeared beside him. A sound of flapping wings came from the vortex door formed by the flames. A huge skeleton bird rushed out of the vortex and circled above the sea.
He was silent for a few seconds, staring at the quietly standing body. After a brief thought, he spoke softly, "Reinforcements are coming."
At the same time, in the hot southern sea, in the technological city-state "Light Breeze Port" ruled by the elves.
Luni thought for a moment and bent down slightly: "Your judgment is well thought out."
This scene of reality and fantasy interweaving can even make people think of the ancient times recorded in the ancient books of the elves, those landscapes intertwined between forest dreams and fantasy stories.
Lucrecia's figure condensed into shape from the colorful shredded paper. She walked to the crystal device and raised her hand to activate the image in the crystal ball.
Belazov's body shook slightly twice. Perhaps Duncan's words really worked, or perhaps the remaining stubborn soul finally dissipated. The burly body looked up at the lights of the city-state for the last time, and then fell straight on his back.
The face of "Iron Admiral" Tirian appeared in the crystal ball, and the background behind him... seemed to be a familiar room.
"Madam," Luni came behind Lucrecia and bowed slightly in greeting, "The research team led by scholar Taran El has returned from the vicinity of the 'core stone ball' and is currently repairing in the base. When are you going to meet him?"
Lucrecia's mouth twitched, and then she glanced at the tall tower in the center of the base. The pressure relief pipes on both sides of the top of the tower were spewing out bursts of water mist. This was the power device of the differential engine automatically balancing the overall load. It seemed that Master Taran El had indeed brought back a lot of useful information this time.
material.
"... I take back what I said just now. Your resistance is meaningful." After a moment of silence, Duncan sighed, "Leave in peace. I am not an enemy of Frost. I came here to help your city-state and compatriots."
"In the afternoon," Lucrecia said without looking back, "let this elven scholar have some rest. I haven't seen him rest much since I dragged this luminous object to Breeze Harbor. I'm really worried that he will die suddenly on my ship."
In the reflection of the sea, Duncan thought: "... You don't want me to leave your body, you want me to stay away from the frost?"
It was still late at night, and most of the city was still shrouded in the endless darkness. However, in the eastern edge of Breeze Harbor, a hazy and cool light still illuminated all the buildings and streets. The elegant spires and high-roofed houses with elves were like bathing in the sunset, and the vines hanging between the houses and the trees growing between the spacious plots also looked lush and green in the light.
onion.