The "flames" among the stars flowed at the end of the world. In Duncan-Zhou Ming's perception, he could clearly see those sparks slowly linking together into a ring—
Every spark he had left at the four nodes of the outer barrier was now evenly spreading starlight outward. That radiance was gradually permeating and covering those nodes, covering the "ancient gods" that formed them, covering their authority, their essence, their memories, covering... their information.
Just as he had glimpsed the secrets hidden behind that golden Sun Mask when he first seeped his flames into it, just as he normally used flames to observe and control extraordinary objects, what he was doing now was essentially the same thing.
Every piece of data from this world's birth to its end was gradually entering his mind in the process.
Because in the eyes of the "Reverse Singularity," this entire Boundless Sea, this pile of ashes that was gradually cooling yet stubbornly pretending that civilization still had a breath left in it, was itself an "extraordinary object."
Alice lowered her head and looked curiously at Duncan. "Captain, how much longer are we waiting here?"
"We can leave now," Duncan said softly. "Nina and the others have safely returned to the Boundless Sea. It's time for us to continue to the next place."
Alice was very curious. "The next place? You still haven't told me where it is..."
"We'll have to find it ourselves—but that shouldn't be difficult." Duncan spoke slowly, then lowered his head and looked at something beside him.
It was an ancient yet exquisite hourglass, the "vitality" that Bartok, God of Death, had left for Goddess of Storms Gemona. Three days ago, Duncan had taken this hourglass from the temple.
Now, the sand representing vitality inside the hourglass had almost run out.
Duncan