Ashes Of Deep Sea Chapter 573

Chapter 573: Chapter 572: Instability Chapter 573: Chapter 572: Instability With a sense of inexplicable concern, Duncan led Alice quickly to the gigantic “vine” that lay quietly in the shadows of the buildings.

Its scale was even larger than Duncan had imagined.

Even at its sprawling endpoint, the diameter of this “vine” exceeded the height of a person, while its thicker “source” stretched down from a slope deep in the street, as if it had merged into the night, dissolving into the gloomy depths, where only a vague, huge structure could be seen bulging and entangling among the shadows of the buildings, as if there was something even bigger, more complete “entity” there.

However, that astonishingly large “entity” was shrouded in a hazy sensation, no matter how one looked, they could not make out anything clear, even the “sunlight” coming through the gaps in the treetops seemed unable to penetrate this hazy texture.

Alice, stunned by this unprecedented sight, held the head of her doll maid, her eyes wide, trying to make out the “source” of the vine spreading across the street, and after a long while, she finally spoke blankly, “Captain… is this also a 'plant'?”

Duncan did not answer her, he was still observing the giant vine that nearly blocked the street ahead, and after a long time, he stepped forward to the end of the giant vine, bent down at its “tail end”, and cautiously extended his finger to touch its rough, hard surface.

Lucresia's voice came from the doll head Alice held, “Daddy, have you found anything? Did you find the 'Dreamer'?”

“We haven't found the Dreamer, but we found an astonishingly large… vine,” Duncan said without looking up, “It looks different from the other plants in the street, very huge, but it seems to be just a part of an even bigger 'plant'. For some reason, I always feel that this vine seems… alive, or rather, active.”

He looked up, scanning the towering tree shadows around the street.

Lush plants filled the entire block, but they gave him a feeling of lifelessness, as if they were merely simple illusions without vitality; only the giant vine in the center of the street gave him a sense of a living creature.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Duncan took a deep breath, deciding to try establishing a connection with this unique “vine”.

A trace of eerie green flame twisted around his fingertips like flowing water, then quietly penetrated the vine, the light flickering and vanishing in the dimness.

Skilfully controlling the flow of the flame within this “foreign object,” while also instructing Alice to stay alert to their surroundings, Duncan then slightly closed his eyes, beginning to sense the information conveyed by the flame, attempting to communicate with, and understand this “vine” as if it had sprawled out of a vast dreamscape…

In the darkness, something seemed to rise and fall, gathering and dissipating.

In this darkness, Duncan “opened” his eyes, trying his best to discern the shapes that gathered and dispersed in the darkness–
Mist rose from the darkness, and within the depths of the mist, something was emerging.

There was definitely something here!

Duncan's mind stirred, and he immediately moved towards the vague outline of something, feeling as if he had transformed into a swift wind or shadow, swiftly passing through the dark mist. As he neared, the hazy shadow also rapidly grew in his vision, gradually revealing more details.

Duncan involuntarily quickened his “passage”, and the vague details quickly became clear in his eyes. Gradually, he began to distinguish some things–
The tall imposing bow, the dark color of the hull, the cannon port covers arranged below the ship's sides, the complex structure of the masts and ropes, presenting a translucent quality in the sails high above…

Duncan stopped in astonishment.

He looked up in the dark, staring dumbfounded at the familiar sight appearing at the end of the mist, looking at his… Homeloss.

While carefully moving along a rugged forest path, Nina suddenly stopped, furrowing her brow and tilting her head to listen to the sounds coming from deep within the forest.

After a moment, she turned her head, “Mr. Morris, did you hear something?”

“It's the wind, it suddenly got windy, and the wind direction is chaotic… It's an unusual sound,” Morris's expression gradually grew grave as he glanced at Nina beside him, “You 'go up' and check out the situation in the distance; don't stay in the sky too long, be safe.”

“Sure!”

Nina immediately agreed, and then suddenly transformed into an arc of leaping flame that darted straight towards the sky–a bright arc that swiftly circled above the forest. Almost at the same time, the forest, which was condensed from the Dreamscape, reacted. The trees bathed in the arc started to grow wildly, emitting squeaking and creaking sounds as they stretched towards the sky, while the clouds above began to converge towards Nina's direction, slowly forming an encircling ring…

But Nina only circled in the sky for a few seconds. Before the forest's reaction could become more violent and dangerous, she quickly returned to Moco's side.

“Scary… this place really doesn't welcome me…” She patted her chest with some lingering fear.

“Perhaps your brilliance is too intense for this 'alien land'; most alien lands instinctively repel 'invading forces' that could pose a threat to themselves,” Moco said. “What's the situation in the distance?”

“In the depths of the forest, there's an area that looks utterly dark, as if both the trees and the ground have rotted, but it's quite far from us. In another direction, I could see tall, continuous shadows that looked translucent, like a light screen, but I didn't see anything else…”

Nina rapidly described the scenes she had witnessed during her brief circle in the sky and gestured with her hand the approximate direction of what she saw. However, just as she was halfway through speaking, another gust of howling wind suddenly arose from the dense forest. The ensuing wind, which pierced through the trees, along with a sudden increase of squeaking and creaking noises from the surrounding trees, interrupted her.

It seemed like the howling chaotic winds mixed with countless blurred roaring noises, instantly brought a feeling of tension and repulsion to Nina and Moco.

It was as if the forest, shaped by the Dreamscape, was undergoing some sort of massive external shock–as if everything around was suddenly on the verge of collapsing.

The two exchanged a glance subconsciously, and then they saw the towering trees in the distance beginning to shake and collapse like phantoms. The sky quickly filled with dense cracks, the light and shadows of the real world seemed to pour through the cracks, and a sensation of abruptly waking from a dream surged through their hearts.

At the same time, in another corner deep inside the forest, Sherry also heard the howling noises rapidly drawing closer, and immediately afterward, the heretic leading the way suddenly stopped.

Sherry felt a flash of panic, but she quickly controlled her facial expression. “Ah? What happened?”

“The stability of the Dreamscape is declining, the operation is over, everyone withdraw from 'The Dream of the Nameless,'” Richard turned his head back while speaking, his face finally showing a hint of suspicion. “Didn't you get the message?”

Sherry froze for a moment, then quickly adjusted her expression, her face showing innocent confusion. “I don't know–maybe I overlooked it…”

“Overlooked?” The heretic who called himself Richard stared into Sherry's eyes. He seemed to finally detect the sense of dissonance this “young comrade” had been giving him all this while, and a trace of wariness and suspicion appeared in his eyes. “Comrade, I seem to have forgotten to ask… in which City-State do you operate in the real world?”

Sherry immediately noticed the slight change in the man's eyes–she was extremely sensitive to the minute hostility that strangers exhibited, but she still maintained an innocuous expression on her face. “I'm active in the City-State of Moco, there are more Elves there…”

“'Comrade,'” Richard suddenly interrupted Sherry, his voice changing as if his speech suddenly mixed with other obscure syllables. He stared into Sherry's eyes, his lips moving as if spreading some beguiling power, “We prohibit disclosing our real-world locations during operations, even if we meet 'our own people.' It's a pity…”

Malicious magic power was quietly gathering in his mouth, the power of a death omen was transmitted into this heretic's body through the Symbiotic Chains, he sensed that the curse had locked onto the mental entity of the girl in front of him, and she seemed to still be completely unaware, just standing there blankly.

Seeing this, he became even more certain of his judgement–
Unaware of the power of the curse, this could not possibly be a true disciple of the Abyssal Hound.

Although he didn't know her background or how she managed to create such a convincing disguise, nor did he understand what the seemingly flawless “Abyssal Hound” was about, there was no doubt that this “comrade” was fake–fortunately, he realized it in time, and she appeared to have no combat experience.

The time to say goodbye had arrived, no one could escape from the curse of the death omen…

Everything happened in an instant–Richard's swift judgment and reflections, and Sherry suddenly revealing a pleasantly radiant smile.

Richard was stunned to see the girl across from him suddenly flash a radiant smile at him, and he was only able to be surprised for a moment–he had no time to react or to see clearly what happened next, as he saw the girl, who called herself “Sara,” suddenly raise her arm, and then a ferocious black shadow smashed directly towards him!

Sherry acted swiftly, with the chains whistling, a dog smashed onto the heretic's head–
“See you never!”

Chapter end

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