An entire continent was hanging upside down and moving slowly overhead, its huge and gloomy shadow enough to cover four-fifths of the field of vision. The oppression brought by this scene was astonishing - even Duncan felt suffocated at this moment, and couldn't help but want to look away.

But he forcibly controlled the urge to look away, and instead forced himself to look up and take a closer look at the upside-down piece of the star fragment.

He didn't know what was going on here, how he got here, or how to go back - but precisely because of this, he had to observe all suspicious scenes and collect all information that might come in handy.

That upside-down celestial debris... is it real? Or is it just a terrible illusion? Is it the remains of a world that has been shattered? Or is it just a distorted projection of the warp's chaotic space-time?

The inverted land drifted slowly in an inclined trajectory, getting closer and closer to the Lost Homeland. Duncan suddenly became nervous because he found that the direction of movement of the ship under his feet seemed to be sticking to the edge of the "continent", and there was a possibility of collision between the two!

But just as the continent was getting closer and the stern of the Lost Homeland was about to touch a broken mountain on the edge of the continent, Duncan suddenly felt a tremor on the deck beneath his feet.

Then, he seemed to hear phantom shouts coming from somewhere, and harsh creaking sounds coming from all over this dilapidated old ghost ship. These sounds broke the silence on the Lost Homeland. The next second, the huge ship under his feet began to turn slightly - at a very dangerous distance, the superstructure of the Lost Homeland brushed past the broken mountain.

Duncan watched the movement on the ship in amazement, and listened to the illusory shouts and creaking noises gradually returning to silence, but suddenly, he seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, so he raised his head abruptly and looked at the broken mountain on the edge of the inverted continent.

The Lost Homeland had now gradually crossed the center line of the mountain, and its dilapidated mast almost brushed against the latter's dark and hazy peak. Now, Duncan saw the scene behind the mountain.

He saw a cliff, a jagged cliff that seemed to have been torn apart by brute force, and an incomparably huge humanoid creature was leaning against the cliff - "he" was almost as tall as the entire mountain, with thin and pale limbs, a deformed and swollen head, and a huge single eye embedded in his bumpy face. The eye was half open and half closed, and dirty liquid flowed out of it, solidifying into amber-like droplets in mid-air.

This Cyclops had obviously been dead for many years, but his remaining body still seemed to exude some kind of fascinating pressure and power. There were no obvious scars on his body, and he seemed to have died of exhaustion. Until the moment of death, his hands were pressed tightly against the cliff behind him, and his fingers were deeply embedded in the rocks of the cliff.

The colorless black continent and the pale Cyclops who died on the cliff at the edge of the continent, in this chaotic and dim subspace, under the illumination of that long "lightning", this stunning black and white scene was deeply imprinted in Duncan's mind.

Then, the flash that lasted for a long time finally faded away - it ran across the middle of the continent and then gradually dissipated from the center. In Duncan's vision, the upside-down land gradually returned to darkness.

But he still raised his head, he knew that the continent was not completely gone, its last bit of structure was still slowly floating over the Lost Homeland, he seemed to be able to hear the low roar of a heavy and huge object slowly crushing his head - although he knew it was only his illusion, the illusion of the roar still echoed in his mind, as if it was the last lament of a dead world left in the subspace.

Duncan finally withdrew his gaze and slowly looked around, looking at the vast chaos outside the ship's side.

From time to time, turbulent flows of light and shadow emerge, and from time to time, bright flashes cut through the darkness. In this dark and chaotic nothingness, those flashes and turbulent flows of light and shadow occasionally reflect some things, which are clumps of different sizes and indescribable shadows.

Duncan took a deep breath and looked down at the ship beneath his feet - the Lost Homeland, which was completely different from the one he was familiar with and looked dilapidated in every way.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying to communicate with the ship - just like he communicated with the intact Homelander in the real world, to understand this ghost ship floating in the warp.

But the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He couldn't sense the ship—not that he couldn't communicate, but he couldn't feel the existence of the ship at all!

The moment his perception spread, he "felt" that the ship under his feet had disappeared. There was no deck, mast or cabin at all. He even felt that he was floating alone in this vast chaos. The huge sense of emptiness and dislocation of perception that followed directly interrupted his concentration.

Duncan looked at the surrounding ship structure in astonishment, then stepped on the deck, as if he couldn't believe that the ship carrying him was just an illusion.

Or... the one who is the "phantom" is actually myself?

Duncan's mind was full of thoughts for a moment, then he shook his head and walked towards the hatch leading to the lower deck.

He decided to continue with his previous exploration plan.

No matter what the ship is, no matter why it appears to be "non-existent" in his perception, at least it is carrying him now, and does not show any expulsion or hostility towards his "captain", which gives Duncan the motivation and confidence to continue exploring.

He walked down the steps and entered the empty cabin below deck.

Several cabins were opened in succession, and all of them were of the same old and dilapidated appearance, with suspicious black stains covering the walls and roofs, and all the rooms were empty**** - some of the rooms were clearly warehouses full of things in Duncan's memory, but now there were only broken walls and pillars.

He even went to find the cabin where Alice lived, which was of course also empty - for some reason, this made him feel relieved.

Rather than seeing familiar people or things here, he didn't want them to appear in this weird and scary place.

After leaving Alice's room, Duncan went straight through the crew area and the dining area, heading deeper into the cabin.

When passing the middle warehouse, he hesitated for two minutes in front of the stairs leading to deeper warehouses.

He had explored those areas on the Lost Homeland in the real dimension and knew that below was the cabin with inverted light and shadow, as well as the "broken bottom" deeper inside - but during that exploration, he brought a special lantern.

The lantern would help him expand his perception and reveal in advance the dangerous corners of the cabin that were twisted and mutated.

But here, he did not find the lantern.

But after a moment's hesitation, Duncan decided to move on.

The situation here has changed so much compared to the real dimension. Even if he finds the lantern, it may not be useful in the cabin below. Moreover, the main ability of the lantern is to expand his perception - but in his perception, this ship does not exist at all. What's the point of expanding his perception several times?

Duncan simply raised the sword in his hand and lightly stroked the air above the sword with his fingers. A faint green flame burned on the blade, providing limited illumination.

He used his sword as a lamp, walked down the stairs slowly.

A dark, open cabin came into view.

This is the cabin with "inverted light and shadow" - in the real dimension, this cabin is filled with oil lamps, and the light from the oil lamps and the darkness in the corners of the cabin present a state of inverted light. The brighter the place, the darker it is, and the darker the corner, the brighter it is.

Duncan looked around.

There was no light and shadow reversal here, only a uniform chaotic darkness. The spiritual flame burning on the sword blade did not trigger any light and shadow reversal mechanism, but illuminated the surroundings normally.

"…This place is much more normal."

Duncan couldn't help but mutter softly, then carefully walked through the empty space and continued forward until another staircase appeared in his sight.

This staircase leads to the shattered bottom of the ship.

Duncan stood in front of the stairs, took a deep breath, and walked down.

A door appeared at the end of the stairs.

Duncan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the door frame - he still remembered that there was a sentence written on the door, indicating that this was the last door in the cabin.

There was nothing on the door frame.

There are no warnings left for future generations, nor instructions to guide the way forward. It is just an ordinary wooden door, slightly open, as if welcoming visitors to step inside.

Duncan was not too surprised. He just silently withdrew his gaze, tightly grasped the burning sword in one hand, and slowly pushed open the door with the other.

Opposite the door was an equally dim place, an old and dilapidated cabin.

But it is complete.

When Duncan stepped into this place, the first thing he noticed was the intact bulkhead structure around it. Although it was dilapidated, there was not even a single crack in the bulkhead, so naturally he could not see the scene outside the bulkhead.

The bottom of the ship in the real dimension is torn into pieces, but the bottom of the ship here is so intact?

Duncan felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he continued to move forward. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

Deep in the dim and hazy cabin ahead, an ancient and old door stood out of nowhere.

Duncan felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and then he walked quickly forward, and the shape of the door came clearly into his eyes.

It's exactly the same as the door at the bottom of the Lost Homeland in the real dimension!

Duncan arrived at the door and noticed at first glance that it was slightly open - just a crack inward.

Through the crack in the door, he could vaguely see the scene on the other side.

There was a shattered cabin with a faint light floating in it.

Duncan turned his head suddenly and looked at where he was.

The old and dilapidated cabin was dark and dusty, and it was unknown how long it had been abandoned - just like what he had seen through the crack of the door when he and Alice had explored the bottom of the ship.

Duncan finally confirmed his initial guess -

This is located "opposite the door".