Chapter 649: The Delayed Day of Destruction

Chapter 649: The Delayed Day of Destruction

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After a catastrophic disaster, an unsettling silence enveloped everything. Amid the remnants of widespread devastation, the ruins loomed with statues of ancient gods over a world reduced to ashes. In this bleak landscape, peculiar new creatures appeared, their forms distorted echoes of the past amid the debris. Duncan, looking beyond the myths, acknowledged the truth of the Deep Sea Era as stark and unsettling.

Although he could have softened his portrayal of the gods, Duncan knew that gentler words wouldnt alter the grim reality.

As he pondered, Duncan absentmindedly scratched the neck of Goathead, once revered as a Creator. The creature looked at Duncan with concern and said, You seem deeply troubled.Discover new chapters at novelhall.com

Duncan paused, sinking into his chair, his gaze distant. He murmured, The whole world is just a bunch of dying embers

Hearing this, Goathead recognized the phrase. Lucretia used to say that.

Duncan nodded, lost in thought, and methodically searched through his belongings. From his weathered coat pocket, he pulled out two items.

The first was a mesmerizing orb, a miniature yet majestic representation of an ancient star, displaying animated solar activity. It glowed softly, a tribute to the vibrant life of a stara meaningful gift from Ta Ruijin to Vanna, representing the sun of the forest folks homeland.

The second item was a delicate pale gold crystal, irregular and asymmetric, adorned with smooth facets that shimmered ethereally. Inside, a complex network of fine lines formed an intricate three-dimensional lattice.

Curious about the crystal, Goathead asked, What is this?

Duncan, handling the crystal casually, explained, In the terms of civilized worlds, this might be considered a blasphemous prototype. Its a fragment from the Sun Offspring that fell from the sky. Before it was consumed by fire, Ai retrieved it for us.

Goathead recalled the Sun Offsprings dramatic final moments and his pursuit using that mythical form, who he intercepted and shattered it in the clouds. Amidst the chaos, a glowing core was briefly visible before being engulfed by the ghostly green flames.

Yet, the reality we face is different. Ancient gods like the Black Sun still exist, and many contaminants wreak havoc upon entering our reality. This ongoing disaster strikingly resembles the erosion witnessed around Atlantis during the Great Annihilation. Its as though Duncans voice trailed off, his expression revealing his struggle to articulate a complex thought.

Its as if the Great Annihilation never truly ended, Goathead interjected insightfully.

Yes, exactly, Duncan confirmed. It seems as though it was merely delayed, a catastrophe temporarily confined in a hidden corner of existence. And now, with the passage of time, its gradually seeping back into our world. The erosion persists, and the conflicts and pollution between different worlds are continuously unfolding. The Third Long Night might have squeezed these fragments of realities together, but within this precariously squeezed order, the inherent opposition and destructive forces of all things relentlessly march on

Goathead, grasping the gravity of Duncans words, connected the dots, This seems to align with the doomed fate spoken of by the Ender Missionaries.

Duncans nod was slow and deliberate. Self-pollution and self-destruction seem to be the inevitable trajectories of the Deep Sea Era. The Day of Destruction was embedded in the fabric of history from its very inception, staining the annals of time and eventually catching up from the river of history. This dire prediction has been the consistent sermon of those Ender Missionaries, he acknowledged. Such apocalyptic prophecies have always been dismissed by the mainstream as mere fanaticism. But now, after grasping the true nature of the Great Annihilation and observing the various characteristics of the current Deep Sea Era, Ive started to seriously consider the possible truth in the madness of these doomsayers.

Duncan paused, his gaze introspective, before continuing, Maybe what they preach is not mere apocalyptic theory, but an objective description of the Third Long Night The Third Long Night might have been an incomplete, unsuccessful act of creation. It didnt resolve the underlying conflicts born from the collision of multiple worlds. Instead, it merely set up a temporal buffer, a period of ten thousand years for this world to find its way Hence, the impending necessity of the Fourth Long Night.

Do you think such a path has been found?

No, Duncan replied, shaking his head with a certain resignation. The Ender Missionaries seem to be aware of some underlying truths, particularly the hidden dangers left by the Third Long Night. They understand that the underlying conflicts and the gradual collapse of everything in the world are progressing. But if they really had a solution, they wouldnt use the Annihilators and the Suntists as mere pawns, nor would they send them into the Dream of the Nameless One in search of answers.

The guidance they offer to the Annihilators and Suntists is cryptic and vague, more like an experiment than a clear directive. This indicates that even the Ender Missionaries are unsure of the correct course of action.

After a moment of silence, Goathead posed a new question, What do you intend to do with this crystal? If it truly is a blasphemous prototype the longer it stays in our reality, the more dangerous it becomes. Even keeping it aboard the Vanished might not be safe for long.

Duncan pondered for a brief moment, his gaze still on the crystal. Then, slowly raising his hand, he summoned a wisp of flame from his fingertips, which began to weave into the crystals structure.

Im deeply intrigued by their secrets, he declared, a hint of determination in his voice.