Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 188
The subspace believers who had just woken up fell into an inexplicable state of ecstasy after learning that they were on the Lost Homelander. While raising their hands high, they yelled incomprehensible words. Alice took two steps back in fright—fortunately, she held her head in time so that it didn't fall off.

"The souvenirs this time are so scary!" Miss Doll stared and kept hiding behind Duncan, "What's wrong with him?"

How did Duncan know?He hasn't finished asking this question yet!

Immediately afterwards, the other two final missionaries also woke up, and after they figured out the current situation, they fell into the same ecstasy as the first person, and began to yell frantically, yelling something like "promised!" Ark", "the gate of the subspace", no matter what Duncan and Alice said next to them, they were in a state of being unable to communicate.

But by this time, Duncan had vaguely guessed the reason why these final missionaries fell into ecstasy——

They are lunatics chasing the subspace, and the Lost Home is a ghost ship returning from the subspace. Could it be that in the eyes of these lunatics... the Lost Home is some kind of "miracle"?
Are they fanatics who have seen miracles?

But this fanatical energy seems to be a little too much.

The three cultists hugged each other, crying, laughing and yelling, praising the greatness of the warp while calling the Lost Homeland, and occasionally even issued a voice that is difficult for humans to make from their throats, the cascading and trembling cry It seemed as if the roar came from the subspace. In the end, they even fell to their knees and began to kiss the deck of the Lost Home!
Their last move annoyed Alice, who was watching the fun, the puppet girl suddenly widened her eyes, ran to the side, picked up a mop, and smashed it on the head of one of the cultists: "I just washed it. deck!"

Before Alice finished speaking, two nearby buckets and a few mops also jumped and ran over, beating those fanatical believers head-to-head and face--the fanatics shouting out of control, Alice's reprimand, and the collision of buckets and mops The voices were suddenly mixed together, and the Lost Homeland, which had been exceptionally quiet most of the time, suddenly became noisy and noisy.

Duncan was stunned as he watched from the sidelines. The scene of "the cursed doll and her henchmen beating up the intruder" brought him a huge shock. His first reaction was to wonder when this doll was related to the things on the deck. So good, the second reaction is to step forward to stop this farce: "Stop!"

The buckets and mops stopped immediately, and Alice couldn't help but whipped one of the final missionaries with the mop, and finally went up and kicked the other one, then walked away angrily, muttering : "The deck I just washed, they went up and licked it..."

"Although I also think their actions are a bit disgusting, but it's not like this..." Duncan looked at the doll helplessly, then turned to look at the cultists who had just been beaten up, "Calm down Is it gone?"

A few final missionaries fell to the ground, but even though they had just endured a beating, they did not show signs of shrinking. Instead, they were still full of energy, with creepy smiles on their faces—they looked thin and bony. His body has such an astonishing tolerance to pain, it even seems to have abandoned the pain perception of normal human beings long ago.

After hearing Duncan's words, one of the preachers slowly turned his head. He looked into Duncan's eyes. It took a long time for the chaotic eyes to focus, and then let out a creepy laugh: "Ha, ha ha... Gatekeeper of the Promised Land, ghost at the helm, navigator of the ark! I can see... I can see your heart! How sad...you have received this beatitude and yet you reject his gift...you have The right to step into the Promised Land, yet deny it! You... stupid!"

Duncan frowned slightly.

Alice immediately came over from behind: "Captain, why don't I beat him up again?"

The bucket and mop next to her also jumped over immediately, swaying behind Alice.

Like a dog's leg, and a dog's leg.

"You guys have a quiet meeting next to me first," Duncan waved his hands, staring at the final preacher who was still smiling strangely at himself, the expression on his face remained unchanged, "It sounds like you know me, 'Captain Ghost', very well. .”

"The warp whispers your name... whispers your stupid refusal..." the cultist grinned, and the blood from the beating flowed down from the corner of his mouth, wriggling on his chin like a tentacle , "You have the qualifications for that bliss, why do you want to escape... Don't you know that subspace is the eternal and final destination of all things? You have already reached the end...Why did you turn back from that end?!"

Duncan just quietly watched this believer who was either insane or simply infatuated, his face was expressionless and his heart was turbulent.

This group of fanatics following the subspace really has something. Their crazy beliefs not only brought them strange powers, but also actually let them know some secrets related to the subspace. What the guy in front of him said... ...I'm afraid there is a part of the truth.

Captain Duncan escaped from the Warp?Refuse the blessing of the warp?
Could it be that after the Homeless ship fell into the subspace, the real "Captain Duncan" didn't go completely insane like the outside rumors?The Lost Homelander returned from the warp...was it actually a successful escape? "Captain Duncan" still had some sense at that time?
When did he go completely insane?And when did you die?

Duncan suddenly remembered the goat's head's attitude when facing the subspace—vigilance, resistance, and even faint panic.

This also seems to confirm the words of the final missionary, and the escape.

Afterwards, the missionary finally fell into a daze again, and began to mutter things that only he could understand, or suddenly laughed out of joy, or patted his body, while his two accomplices remained silent from the beginning to the end. Not lucid, immersed in unsettling mental confusion.

These subspace followers are crazier than the Sun Cultists Duncan has seen, and deviate from the normal rationality of the real world—they seem to be in a state of mental instability forever, and their thinking is floating between the real world and the subspace. They cannot think and communicate normally without people talking to them, or performing specific tasks.

Is it because of the influence of subspace?Or are they actively destroying their own sanity, using this method to actively embrace the warp?
What puzzled Duncan even more was - such crazy, weird cultists who even changed their appearance, how do they usually operate in the city-state?
Just these lunatics, walking on the street let alone deceiving others, they might be surrounded by the guards' steam walkers within five steps!

After a while, Duncan had no choice but to take the initiative to ask again, seeing that these final missionaries still hadn't come to their senses, "Why did you attack Shirley?"

The three cultists reacted, and one of them raised his head in a daze, and swayed his body from side to side: "Attack? Attack who?"

"What you just did," Duncan's voice was cold and his face sank, "you attacked a girl with a dark hound—why did you attack her?"

"Attack... oh, attack..." The confused believers suddenly grinned and shouted loudly, "We are just trying to get everything back on track, so that the correct history can come smoothly! Loopholes, flaws, little things Hidden dangers... Hidden dangers must be eliminated... She should have died in the correct history, she should not have survived! She is alive... Loopholes always appear..."

"Correct history?" Duncan's eyes suddenly changed slightly after listening to the crazy nonsense of the cultists. He caught the key information and reacted instantly, "There is a problem with Purand's history line, you did it ?!"

"What's wrong? There's no problem, there's no problem...we're just trying to get everything back on track!" The lunatic raised his face, with martyrdom-like fanaticism in his eyes, "This world should be back on track! After so many years of delay, everyone has violated the gift of the Warp, and the fate that should have come! We are correcting history to the correct track!"

"Correct history to the correct track!" The other two final missionaries next to them seemed to be infected, and began to shout and praise fanatically. One of them even stood up after shouting, holding his hands high, as if declaring some kind of truth , "Only by returning to the right track, can there be all kinds of recovery after all kinds of annihilation! The subspace will swallow everything, and the subspace will reshape everything! The fire has been extinguished, and the embers are hard to burn... Only by lighting a second bonfire, the world can be restored. Survive in that gift!"

(End of this chapter)