Chapter 821 "Forgery"

Although theoretically speaking, Anomaly 077 is not a normal "dead person", but everyone thinks it is possible - at least we should try.

So ten minutes later, the lazy sailor who was nesting in a corner of the lower deck was startled to open his eyes by a lot of rapid and chaotic footsteps. He stared and saw the captain leading the boat on the ship. Everyone ran over in a hurry, and before they had time to react, Fanna rushed over and picked up the mummy by its collar.

The sailor had never seen such a battle before. After being picked up by Vanna, he noticed the concentrated, murderous (full of expectation) eyes around him. The mummy's back molars were trembling in an instant, and he shrank his neck. He tried his best to hide behind: "I... It shouldn't be against the crew rules if I just find a place to relax for a while... And even if it is violated, you can't come together to beat me, right?"

"Stop squinting, you can't sleep anyway," Duncan walked up from behind everyone and looked Anomaly 077 up and down, "I have business with you."

"Business?" The sailor was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the looks coming from around him didn't seem to be murderous. He quickly stood up straight and straightened his clothes, while paying attention to Fanna's next move next to him (he was still worried about this beautiful woman). The young warrior broke her own bones just by touching her casually) while speaking curiously, "What's the business? Didn't we just reach the point of the God of Death? We are about to return home now?"

Duncan waved his hand and said bluntly: "It's because we have reached the point of the God of Death - we now need a dead person to try to see if we can reawaken the guidance here."

The sailor was stunned for a while. He didn't understand what it meant for a long time, so he turned his eyes for help to Agou in the corner: "...What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, due to the 'rot' of the God of Death, the death mechanism in the world has disappeared, and due to the disappearance of the death mechanism, no more dead people arrive in this wilderness, so the gatekeepers and countless people who were originally used to guide the dead here There is no return path." Although Agou didn't know why the other party asked him, he immediately explained patiently, "The 'gate' of the God of Death is hidden in a place that must be reached through a specific 'guidance ritual'. We are now There must be a way to reawaken the gatekeeper here - simply put, it takes a dead man."

The sailor blinked and finally understood the situation roughly, but after being stunned for a few seconds, he still raised his finger hesitantly and pointed at himself, proposing a fact: "I'm not completely dead...although I have been We are working in this direction. Why don’t you let Ms. Agatha try? She is much deader than me. I still have some bones and flesh, but her soul is gone..."

"We have discussed it. Agatha, Vanna, and Shirley are not very suitable." Morris sighed, and couldn't help but look at the mummy in front of him with a complicated expression. "But then again, you seem to It is indeed not consistent enough - although you are a corpse in nature, there are many corpses acting like you in the world, and these 'undead' people seem to be unable to attract the attention of the 'gatekeepers'. "

"After all, it is still unknown whether the 'gatekeepers' in the Dead Wilderness still exist," the sailor shrugged. "Maybe they all disappeared with Bartok's 'rot'. After all, strictly In other words, those 'gatekeepers' themselves are part of the death mechanism..."

Morris frowned and fell into thought, while Duncan suddenly noticed that the blurry black figure on the wall next to him seemed to be shaking slightly. He asked curiously: "Agatha? What's the problem?"

"I was thinking..." Agatha broke the silence, "Maybe we can use rituals to forge a dead person based on the 'Sailor'. As for whether the 'Gatekeeper' here still exists, We’ll know then.”

Duncan was stunned: "...can this be faked?"

"I was also a 'gatekeeper' - although I was a gatekeeper on one side of the world of the living, in a sense, the gatekeepers of the world of the living and the gatekeepers of the world of the dead are 'corresponding'. This is also the case of death. The embodiment of the 'symmetry' of God," Agatha said, "In...the training I have undergone in my memory includes the operation of 'dialogue' with the gatekeeper of the world of the dead after the soul leaves the body. Through those 'conversations', I learned that the 'gatekeepers on the other side' are not that accurate in their judgment of the dead. Sometimes they even linger around the undead, and this 'misjudgment'... can Human-guided.”

Shirley blinked and suddenly reacted: "Wait, do you allow this? This sounds very evil!"

"Of course it's not allowed, it's deviant," Agatha shrugged and said casually, "Deceive the messenger of the Lord, blaspheme the order of life and death, and may even be used to induce death - under normal circumstances, this would be punishable by death. "

When Shirley heard this, she quickly said: "Hey, I just wanted to ask, did your death priest get a promotion or lose his job after being sentenced to death..."

Duncan raised his hand and pushed Shirley behind her back, interrupting her sarcastic remarks (even though he had asked this question before), and then looked up at Agatha: "Is it okay?"

"No problem, because now even the order of life and death has disappeared, even the old teachings and the authority of the Lord...Who else besides me remembers it?" Agatha's shadow said softly. As the shadow shook, she seemed to smile bitterly and shook her head, "And no one can sentence me to death now."

Duncan looked at the hazy shadow quietly for a moment and nodded gently: "Okay, let's get started. What exactly needs to be done?"

"First of all, we have to leave the confines of the Lost Home. On this ship, even the 'gatekeeper's' eyes can't penetrate easily," Agatha said immediately. "Secondly, I need the help of the 'sailor'. I want to make him a fake It will create a complete 'death', but he does not need to do anything, as long as he cooperates with my instructions, the last thing... is for the sailors."

Her eyes fell on Anomaly 077 not far away: "You need to remember, no matter what you see in front of you, don't follow it - the gatekeeper's guidance is irresistible to the dead, even if you are Not really dead, capable of resisting this kind of guidance, but it will still be difficult.”

"Don't worry, I won't follow you," Anomaly 077 immediately patted his chest confidently, "I did a good job on the Lost Home, why should I leave..."

"What if the crew of the Sea Song appeared at the end of the Path of No Return?" Agatha said slowly, "What if you saw the captain of the Sea Song?"

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Even the sailor himself became quiet, and the mummy stood still. But just when Duncan thought he would waver in hesitation, the mummy shook his head more firmly.

"I won't go with her."

"Are you sure? This is a serious matter."

"I'm sure," the sailor grinned and smiled, "The captain told me to go to the city-state to deliver the message, and also gave me the route - she won't let me go with her, that's not her."

"...Okay, that's no problem."

The cold and disorderly wind blew into the wilderness under the night sky, and the tall black and white grass undulated in the wind. An origami boat fluttered from the side of the Lost Home and landed on the ground. Duncan was the first to jump off the boat and stepped on it. On the solid ground of this wilderness of death.

Beside him, Agatha's hazy figure "floated" down from the ship as if weightless, and landed lightly beside him.

The last one to jump out of the boat was the sailor - he turned over awkwardly and jumped to the ground, his big hip turning at a weird angle with a pop.

"Tsk... I should find someone to install a pair of metal joints before I set off," the sailor muttered, reattaching the dislocated joints, and then limping over, "Is that enough? What should I do next? "

Agatha looked back and saw that the small boat was still stuck among the grass. Only Lucretia's figure stood silently on the boat, while the others were still on the Lost Home - this was to prevent The situation on the "Island of Ashes" reappears.

Then she withdrew her gaze, checked around the side, raised her finger to point to a certain location: "It's very simple, just come over and lie down."

"Oh." The sailor agreed without any nonsense, and immediately lay down flat on the spot pointed out by Agatha very cooperatively - not caring about the cold ground, letting the black and white grass that was almost half a person's height drown him.

"...It really feels like a funeral," the sailor muttered as he lay there, "with all the grass around it, like a coffin surrounding it."

Agatha ignored the sailor's mumblings.

After confirming that the other party was lying down, she took a gentle breath, and then began to calm down and concentrate. After a while, her figure, which had been blurry and hazy like a hallucination in the fog, gradually became clear.

The undetectable green flame flickered in her figure, as if briefly reflecting her entity. She transformed from a vague shadow into a translucent, ghostly individual. Although it was still illusory, it was enough. She completed the next "operation".

A cane that reappeared from her memory appeared in her hand at some point.

"...somewhat nostalgic."

Agatha looked at the cane in her hand and murmured softly. Then she took steps beside the sailor and slowly moved the cane across the ground.

Pale flames burned and rose in the traces she made. On the black and white earth, a triangular outline gradually took shape.

The sailor lay in the center of the triangle, and the tension made him finally close his mouth, waiting for the next moment.

Agatha began to add many symbolic runes around the triangle. She sketched it carefully-she had not done this for a long time.

"From now on, don't speak or look around. Dead people can't speak and look around - you will hear someone calling your name or see strange lights and shadows in front of you, but these are all illusions. Don't "Pay attention," Agatha finally stopped near the sailor's head and looked down at the mummy lying in the center of the triangle. "Finally, you will see the twilight-like light, which is the only color in the land of the dead." ’, at that time, the ‘gatekeeper’ on this side will come.

"Remember what I told you, don't go with him - let me negotiate with the captain for the rest."