The so-called "divinity"? Or should it be said to be part of the essence of the Goddess of Thorns?

Gu Xinghe silently digested and absorbed the information, feeling that his self-recovery speed seemed to have increased.

Unlike ordinary physical injuries.

Gu Xinghe could sense that the healing and recovery medicines were useless for his current condition.

This appears to be an injury that can only be healed through his body's own mechanisms.

At this moment, they were in the dark depths of the sea, where no light could penetrate.

Gu Xinghe, however, did not find the environment terrifying; rather, it possessed a rare sense of tranquility that made people feel relaxed.

Although he could hardly move his body, he felt that his thoughts and consciousness were becoming more and more active.

It's unclear whether it was because he unexpectedly gained some insight into space after this rather unstable spatial teleportation.

It was because he had just absorbed and digested the fragments of the Thorn Goddess's power.

Or it could simply be a combination of the two.

Gu Xinghe felt as if he was hearing some kind of sound coming from a distance and seeing a corresponding scene.

The scene before him was in a research room in the mathematics department, which he was quite familiar with.

Gu Xinghe saw that Field was there, seemingly reciting something with a group of students he had taught.

Somehow, he felt that he had established some kind of connection with this group of people.

But before Gu Xinghe could think any further, the scene changed rapidly—

At this moment, the scene before him had changed to a church.

What can be seen is that this church should be newly built, all the facilities are very new, and the church area is not large.

But here, Gu Xinghe saw Theresa.

At that moment, she was also leading a group of people in prayer and chanting.

Perhaps because there were more people, Gu Xinghe noticed that the image seemed to linger here for a little longer than before.

Various fragments of scenes and sounds kept flooding into Gu Xinghe's mind.

But they circulated too quickly, so Gu Xinghe only saw fragments of images and heard a few sounds.

"Stars... Hope... Omniscience..."

Gu Xinghe couldn't hear clearly.

He felt that the fragments of the scene before him seemed somewhat similar to the prayers and sacrifices he had seen before.

This action now seems to have accelerated his recovery.

The tired body and mind seemed to be soothed at this moment.

At this moment, the misty tentacles beside Gu Xinghe began to move, weaving the softest bed for him.

Gu Xinghe felt as if he were now enveloped in warmth.

The once vibrant consciousness has now become sluggish again.

Gradually, Gu Xinghe fell into a deep sleep and began to recover.

...

Onboard the Oasis of the Seas.

As usual, Fionnant left his room and went to the deck of the ship to observe the sea.

This was a habit he had maintained since boarding the ship, and a rare pastime for him while sailing on the high seas.

At that moment, he picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and held them in front of his eyes—

The calm, azure sea remained as usual, with only a few white seagulls occasionally skimming across its surface.

But perhaps this kind of sea condition is the weather that seafarers most hope to encounter.

However, for Fionnant, who had been on board for dozens of days and had no interest in the ship's various entertainment facilities, this was a different story.

He, however, felt that he was finding it increasingly difficult to endure the monotonous and repetitive life of sailing at sea.

However, just as Fionnant was about to take back the telescope he was using for observation...

He noticed a tiny black dot suddenly appearing in the lower right corner of the telescope's view.

As Fionn's ship continued to move forward, he saw the black dot he had inadvertently observed growing larger and larger.

Then Fionnen discovered that it was not a black dot, but rather a cloud of black mist.

As he pondered whether this was a sudden sea fog, Fionn felt that the fog seemed somewhat peculiar.

Even though it was formed on the sea surface, and due to changes in lighting and viewing angle during observation.

Sea fog should also appear milky white or gray.

Fionnant believed that, with his considerable experience, he had never seen such a black fog on the sea before.

Therefore, it is limited by the range that the telescope itself can observe.

At this moment, Fionn pressed himself against the railing, leaning his body outwards, trying to get closer to the black mist.

In the unsteady but continuous observation through the telescope.

At that moment, Fionn felt as if the swirling black mist had a life of its own.

For some reason, he felt as if he were being watched by something.

As he gazed into the mist, Fionn felt as if he were seeing some eerie scenes within it.

The things revealed by the black mist were strange and incomprehensible.

It seemed as if an invisible hand was manipulating these swirling mists.

It was like a series of theatrical performances, presenting countless distorted scenes to the monarch at the center of that black mist realm.

His throne is formed by the mist tentacles that wander in the black fog, and the mist dramas performed in the theater exist only to please Him.

At that moment, Fionn felt a shiver rapidly moving from his toes to the nerve endings in his brain.

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