Duncan now began to understand why the world was so afraid and hated the Lost Homeland and regarded the captain of the Lost Homeland as a plague.
Because in a sense, this "mobile disaster" is really like a plague.
In a dark and chaotic space, Duncan quietly watched the dancing flames in his hands, feeling the power contained in this extremely docile flame to him.
Fire is the most special existence in this world. It is not only the carrier of light and warmth, but also the guarantee for the development of mortal civilization in the midst of crises. It maintains the order and balance between the extraordinary realm and the real world.
It also symbolizes the gods' control over the world.
blessing and protection.
In most fields involving the supernatural, "fire" occupies a special position and role.
And his flame seemed to carry some extremely dangerous characteristics. Even in the extraordinary realm, it was more terrifying than any other flame. It possessed the ultimate pollution, the ultimate secrecy, the ultimate plundering and blasphemous power.
Judging from the information currently known, the fire of the spirit body has the ability to pollute and distort extraordinary objects. It can also be used to occupy the bodies of the dead and hide in the souls of the living. Even the power of the saints cannot completely eliminate it. As long as the right opportunity comes, the flame will smolder in the soul and establish a secret passage to the Lost Homeland.
This is equivalent to a plague that is almost impossible to detect and eradicate. At least now it seems that the power of the so-called "saints" is useless in the face of this kind of flame. Duncan exhaled lightly.
Now he still didn't know what use this weak connection between him and Vanna would be, but at least now it seemed that as long as there was a suitable "medium" and some kind of "opportunity", he would be able to directly see and hear the situation near the saint. And according to his perception beside the "mirror" at that time, he should be able to project his power to the vicinity of the saint to a certain extent - the most effective way to project his power should be to pollute the "flame" near the saint.
When the channel was established, he clearly sensed the presence of "flame" beside Vanna, and that flame was responding to his gaze. Combined with the experience he had accumulated in manipulating the spiritual fire before, he was sure that "flame" must be a condition for establishing the connection.
As for the appropriate "medium" and "opportunity", what are they specifically? For the former, we can temporarily determine that "mirror" and "flame" can be used as carriers of the projection channel (or in the "professional terminology" of the supernatural field, it is called "ritual props"), and for the latter... .
Duncan recalled what he heard when the connection was suddenly established:
"... ..on the contrary, they might be linked to the Shiduohao... .….""
He immediately sensed the establishment of the channel after hearing this sentence, so the opportunity might also be in this sentence. "The word Lost Number..."
Duncan's knowledge of the supernatural realm is limited, but even with that little knowledge, he knows the special role of "name" in the supernatural realm.
The name Duncan Abnomer and the name "Lost Homeland" both have power.
He had a definite answer in his mind for the time being:
When Vanna, the "carrier", says the name "Shiduo" near the flame and the mirror, her connection with the Lost Hometown will be instantly strengthened. If Duncan actively responds to this "call" at this time, the channel will be established.
His thoughts gradually calmed down, and Duncan withdrew his gaze from the "stars" in the distance.
He had no conflicts with the Deep Sea Church, and he had no ill will towards the young judge. Naturally, he did not intend to use this connection to harm the other party, but if this connection could bring him some valuable things from time to time,
The information... ...is not bad.
thing.
The dark and chaotic space and the dots of light faded away like flowing water. Duncan opened his eyes and saw that he had "returned" to his dormitory. The golden mask that resembled the sun was lying quietly beside him, and the pigeon Ai Yin was squatting on the table near the mask, taking a nap.
The bird had been sent to chat with the goat-head before, but the latter didn't want to talk for some reason, so he sent the bird back. After a little hesitation, Duncan reached out and picked up the sun mask.
Although he had experienced some minor incidents and encountered a lot of unexpected information, things were finally back on track now - he had time to study this "holy object of the sun". He first looked through the mask several times to confirm the details of its shape and the specific material. While looking through it, he suddenly noticed that one corner of the mask seemed to be knocked a little. The cracked area was faintly revealing a dark tone.
Duncan frowned. The next second, the pigeon that had been dozing on the table suddenly opened its eyes, flapped its wings, and hopped and hopped, shouting, "Copper-plated iron! Copper-plated iron!"
When Duncan heard what the pigeon said, he felt that the damaged part of the mask was even more eye-catching. He quickly scratched the damaged part with his fingernails and studied it carefully for a moment. Finally, he came to the conclusion with a wooden expression -
It's really copper-plated iron, not even gold-plated.
Because some corners of the mask have even started to turn green...
"This is just a joke!" Duncan finally couldn't help but sneer at the psychological gap. He looked at the heavy piece of iron in his hand with great frustration. Recalling the "resale" plan in his mind when he was just about to study the mask, he felt very disappointed. "I'm still hoping to get a few more layers from those cultists... You can't do this with mass-produced holy relics, right?!"
The pigeon Ai Yin rolled up his eyes when he heard Duncan's mumbling, and flapped his wings and yelled: "Are you sure this melon is ripe?" Duncan reacted for a moment before he realized what the pigeon meant - it meant "Are all the products in your store genuine?" He recalled the pile of defective products of modern industry in his store, and looked at Ai Yin expressionlessly - "Shut up." After that, he ignored the bird next to him and turned his attention to the golden mask.
After confirming that this thing was really a worthless mass-produced product, he no longer had any worries about his "testing".
A cluster of faint green flames rose from the fingertips and covered the patterns on the surface of the golden mask like flowing water. Then, under Duncan's control, it gradually penetrated into the interior of this "holy object".
A mass-produced holy object is still a holy object. The real material of this thing is copper-plated iron. The runes engraved inside it and the sun shape on its surface can definitely play an extraordinary role. Since the sun priest can use this thing to communicate with his "god", it means that this sun mask can be analyzed and studied according to the laws of extraordinary objects.
Duncan had experience in the research of extraordinary items. His main experience was to set things on fire when he disagreed with them. The most recent practice was to burn Alice's coffin box with green fire. It turned out that this research method was very effective. Feeling the flames gradually invading the inside of the mask, Duncan also focused his mind and began to sense the information that might be contained in this extraordinary item.
This is a mass-produced gadget, and its "status" is definitely not as good as Alice's puppet coffin. Duncan believes that he should be able to quickly figure out the function and usage of this thing, and contaminate and usurp it to become his own. With this thought in mind, he peeped into the truth deep inside the mask - but the next second, the development of things exceeded his expectations!
A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his mind, as if a passage had suddenly been "blasted" open deep inside this ordinary mask. He felt a huge and burning power overflowing from the depths of the mask. Then, he felt as if he had "passed through" a passage or pushed open a door, and a grand illusion flooded into his mind!
It was perhaps only a second, perhaps even shorter, just a few flashes of images - in that image, he witnessed a blazing, burning, blazing ball of fire hanging alone in the blackness of space. The sun, a real, burning, emitting a huge gravitational force... star.
Amid the astonishing heat and tearing gravity, Duncan faced the scorching sun, but he did not turn into ashes in the sun - the star seemed to be just an illusion from the ancient times. It retained the majesty and momentum that once existed, but could not truly affect the real world.
Duncan stared in amazement at the scorching sun burning in the illusion, and then watched the sun slowly turn an angle in his sight.
On the back of the sun is dark and pale flesh and billions of curled and withered tentacles. These pitiful limbs stretching for billions of kilometers together surround a huge child with half-open and half-closed eyes that has been decayed for who knows how many years.
The scorching corona burned fiercely on the false shell woven and supported by flesh, blood and tentacles - releasing a power that tried hard to imitate the "sun", but was ultimately a fake.
A faint, almost hallucinatory voice sounded in Duncan's ear:
"Fire usurper... extinguish me... please..."