Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 490 - 490 491 Deep in the Garden

?Chapter 490: Chapter 491: Deep in the Garden Chapter 490: Chapter 491: Deep in the Garden That was a large oil painting dominated by black and red hues, hanging on the wall closest to the spiral staircase.

Like most of the paintings in this “mansion,” it was blurry and chaotic, its surface covered with rough and eerie lines and color blocks, making the viewer feel dizzy and unable to discern any meaningful content, as if a lunatic had scribbled uncontrollably during a hallucination.

However, when Duncan’s gaze lingered on the canvas, staring at it for a long time, he suddenly realized that something in those dark and chaotic blotches seemed to be slowly changing—lines were emerging from the shadows, and amidst the jumbled colors, shapes gradually became distinguishable.

It was like a mass of flames, with something resembling the hull of a ship entangled within, skimming across the heavy clouds in the sky and plummeting into the ocean. The sky was bifurcated by those flames, and the ocean churned and boiled under the impact of the fire. Behind that mass of flames, there loomed a dark red chaos, like the grim shadow of an impending doomsday bearing down relentlessly.

The entire scene remained fuzzy, everything was highly abstract and disordered, but it was this vague scene that caused Duncan’s gaze to shift momentarily.

Subconsciously, he recalled the scene he had seen in his hallucination—the burning delta-shaped spacecraft falling from the sky and crashing into the ocean amidst explosions and disintegration.

Duncan stopped and turned to carefully observe the scene on the oil painting.

Soon, he discovered that the scene depicted in the painting was not exactly the same as what he had seen in his hallucination—the spacecraft he had seen in the hallucination was clearly styled, clearly showcasing its advanced technological level and imposing aura, whereas the “object enveloped in flames” in the painting only had a vague hull, which even looked like some kind of wooden structure, and the flames around it seemed to be simply burning, not like the propulsion flame behind an interstellar spacecraft.

This gave the impression as though a mad painter living in the medieval times had accidentally seen a futuristic spaceship in his Dreamscape but could not comprehend its existence, and thus, after waking up the next day, could only exhaust his limited knowledge and imagination, relying on the shallow impression left by the dream, to reproduce the ambiguous image on the canvas.

The headless butler’s voice came from behind, “Guest, are you interested in this painting?”

“…Where do all these paintings come from?”

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