Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 495 - 495 496 Duncans Bold Idea

?Chapter 495: Chapter 496: Duncan’s Bold Idea Chapter 495: Chapter 496: Duncan’s Bold Idea The green fire flickered, illuminating the ship’s cabin, and the distant sound of the waves gradually seemed to come from a misty and dim dreamscape. Those secrets from the Endless Deep Sea, from the dark and icy realm, started to creep into everyone’s minds like a spine-chilling shadow.

All of humanity’s only sanctuaries on the Endless Sea were built atop the indescribable carcasses of massive beasts—withered tentacles hung from the base of the City-States, and pale, horrifying eyes stared out into the abyss of the sea.

The denizens of this world are all the Saint’s offspring, the flesh and blood of ancient gods constructed all of creation. What happened in Frost was not an invasion but an “awakening” of the ancient gods from their own creations;
The Four Deities may not represent a stable order and could potentially fall into disarray. A similar “loss of control” might have occurred more than once in this world. If there are Four Deities protecting us now, it might be simply because they are the last of the lucid deities remaining;
The catastrophe in Frost will not be the last. As the condition of the Saint continues to deteriorate, and as the flaws in the “Genesis Blueprint” grow over time, a similar “awakening” is likely to occur all over the world. Erroneous replicas of the ancient gods would burrow out from the depths of the sea, emerge from the depths of the City-States, and even… from within every mortal.

Duncan relayed, in a calm and composed tone, what he knew from the deep sea and what he deduced from the available information to his followers.

Afterwards, a prolonged silence fell over the cabin.

Even the thick-headed Alice and carefree Sherry quieted down and realized the gravity of the situation… probably.

After a long while, Fenna was the first to break the silence. Taking a deep breath, with a gloominess that seemed to gather a dark cloud, she said, “If you hadn’t told me these with your own voice, I would have considered every word of this intelligence as nothing but the mad babble of a Doomsday Preacher…”

“Not even the most delirious Doomsday Preacher could concoct something of this caliber,” Morris slowly spoke, lifting his pipe to his mouth, only to find that the tobacco within had somehow gone out. He placed it back down with a wry smile, “Ah, right, the Doomsday Preacher, and those who deal with the Frost Queen—among the craziest things in this world, is that there are actually people among the Subspace believers who can remain sober…”

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