In many cases, Nina is actually unable to realize the powerful force she possesses and the deterrent effect of this force among ordinary extraordinary people - this certainly helps her maintain her "human" mentality, but it definitely has bad effects.

After all, a 6000°C cube would be a groundbreaking event no matter where it was placed.

Fortunately, Duncan had been paying attention to this issue from the beginning, and often guided and reminded Nina. He made the girl understand the danger of her own power in time, and found a way to let her control the power of the sun step by step. At least now Nina has gradually become familiar with and recognized a fact:

To her today, this world is an exquisite but fragile paper house that will burn up if she is not careful. She must carefully control her breathing and gaze to prevent everything from turning to ashes.

It now seems that Nina's understanding and control of her own power is successful. Except for extremely occasional and harmless "out-of-control" incidents, she has never burned anything else. On the other hand, she has always maintained her "cognition" as an ordinary human being and has not developed an arrogant and dangerous mentality change due to realizing her own strength.

From Duncan's perspective, that's fine.

The dark sea surface slowly rose and fell in the field of vision. There was no clear boundary between the chaotic sky and the sea. The ghostly lights surrounding the Lost Homeland illuminated the nearby sea surface. At the intersection of light and shadow, strange and suspicious shadows could occasionally be seen flashing through the air or water.

They were the "natives" of the spirit world. These chaotic and unintelligent beings were attracted by the intruder, the Lost Hometown, but as soon as they gathered together, they would be burned by the flames of the spirits and then flee in all directions.

Nina ran to the edge of the stern deck and sat directly on the deck, dangling her legs over the railing and curiously observing this "sea area" which was strange and interesting to her.

Duncan reminded Nina to be careful and not fall off the deck, and then continued to focus on steering. After a while, he suddenly thought of a question.

"Vanna," he turned his head and glanced at the Inquisitor who was standing on the edge of the platform overlooking the sea, "I suddenly have a question about the Goddess of Storms."

Vanna turned around immediately and said seriously, "Please ask."

"Gemona, the goddess of storms, is the protector of the sea, right?" Duncan said. "The entire Infinite Sea is under the protection of the goddess of storms - then what about the sea in the spirit world?"

The serious expression on Fanna's face instantly turned into astonishment, followed by more than ten seconds of embarrassment and contemplation. After a long time, she hesitated and shook her head, saying apologetically: "I'm sorry, I have never thought about this question..."

After saying this, she began to reflect: "It seems that my study of the way of faith is still too superficial. I pray all day long but have never seriously thought about the details behind these scriptures..."

"It's normal that there are no such details behind the scriptures, because since the establishment of the Deep Sea Church, there has been no situation where mortals can move freely in the depths of the spiritual world," Morris said casually. "Doctrine is a tool used to explain the truth of the gods to mortals. It only represents the known parts of the truth of the gods, not all..."

"Then where did the original 'doctrine' come from?" Duncan asked again, "When the city-state was first established and the faith of the Four Gods was just born, who wrote the original doctrine and used it to explain the logic of the world's operation - was it the mortal who first preached the doctrine, or the four gods?"

This time, Morris was lost in thought.

Duncan continued, "According to the current interpretation of the scriptures by the Four Gods Church, doctrine can only come from God, right?"

"...Yes," Morris nodded. He seemed to have quickly organized his words and answered Duncan's question. "Doctrine is a partial manifestation of truth, and its source comes from the gods. According to the more commonly accepted view, it was the first Cretan prophets who received the 'enlightenment' of the gods. The thoughts of the gods entered their minds, and they naturally wrote down the first teachings in their enlightenment. After that, there were hundreds of years of the 'Era of Self-Manifestation of Truth' and the 'Era of Revelation'. Generation after generation of prophets were enlightened and recorded the knowledge, which eventually formed the current doctrines and classics of the Four Gods..."

Duncan did not speak for a while, but thought very seriously. After a long time, he broke the silence again: "Are there still such enlightened 'prophets' who can write new doctrines and truths?"

Morris and Vanna looked at each other.

"...As far as I know, no more," Morris shook his head. "Saints can hear the voice of God, but it's usually just a vague hint or reminder. The 'prophets' who can talk directly with God for a long time as recorded in history... have not appeared since the end of the Dark Ages. Instead, those cultists who follow the Black Sun or the Deep Lord often claim that prophets have appeared among them, but as you know, the 'prophets' they speak of are often just mentally polluted lunatics..."

"That is to say, at least during the period between the Cretan Dynasty and the Dark Ages, the gods were able to frequently contact the mortal world," Duncan said thoughtfully. "They could even have long conversations with qualified mortals to a certain extent. But since the city-state era, their connection with the mortal world has only been a vague 'hint'?"

Listening to the captain's words that seemed to be full of profound meaning, Vanna's expression was somewhat strange. She couldn't help but say, "I... have never thought about it in this direction. Why do you suddenly ask these questions?"

Why are you asking these questions suddenly...

Duncan was silent for a moment, and in the silence, what emerged in his mind was the picture he saw in Tirian's office not long ago -

Moon.

As far as he knew, in the world where the moon existed, there were no four gods - no boundless sea protected by the goddess of storms, no world creation hanging high in the sky, and no starry sky and demons hidden in the deep sea.

Ever since he saw the picture of the moon, his heart has always been restless, and countless speculations about this world... almost filled his mind.

"I just suddenly became very interested in the oldest secrets of this world," he said slowly, then he exhaled softly and nodded to Vanna and Morris, "I have read the 'warning' you are going to convey to the Deep Sea Church and the Academy of Truth. There is no problem. Go and contact your Sea Church headquarters."

Although they still had some doubts in their hearts and were a little worried about the captain's worried look these past two days, Morris and Vanna did not ask any more questions. Instead, they lowered their heads at the same time and said, "Yes, Captain."

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Lucrecia woke up from a series of chaotic, bizarre, terrifying and strange nightmares.

She looked out the window.

Thick curtains blocked the light from outside the window, and only a little golden afterglow shone in through the gaps in the curtains, making the room dim. The familiar everyday furnishings also seemed to have a strange atmosphere in those dark corners, as if the remaining power of a nightmare had seeped into the real world and was curled up and dormant between the light and shadow.

There was a rustling sound beside me.

"hostess?"

The weird and scary-looking rabbit doll sat up from the side, tilted its head, and looked at Lucrecia with its button-stitched eyes. The voice of a little girl came from its body stuffed with cotton.

Lucrecia casually pulled the bunny doll over and rubbed it hard against her chest, then looked out the window: "What time is it now?"

"It's still an hour before you usually get up," the rabbit doll was rubbed obediently by the hostess, while seeming to observe Lucrecia's face, "You don't look very energetic, and you slept very restlessly just now... Did you have a nightmare again?"

"I dreamed about some weird things..." Lucrecia rubbed her forehead and let go of the rabbit doll. "Pour me a drink."

"Okay," the doll agreed obediently, jumping from the bed to the ground, taking out a wine glass from the small cabinet next to it, and pouring half a glass for its mistress. At the same time, it asked curiously, "What did you dream about? Is it because... the old master is coming, so you feel uneasy?"

There was a hint of nervousness in the little girl's voice, and she obviously felt great pressure when she mentioned the words "old master".

Lucrecia took the wine glass handed to her by the doll and drank it all. Then she took a long breath and said, "I dreamed of the previous scene where the Brilliant Star almost 'fallen' because it was too close to the border fog. But unlike what I remembered, our ship fell out of the fog and flew all the way up, 'falling' straight to the World Creation. There were many, many ships that were twisted into various shapes and fell from the whole world into the sky... absurd and weird."

As she spoke, she casually threw the wine glass to the bunny doll next to her: "'He' is coming, which does make me a little nervous, but this nervousness is not enough to turn into a nightmare - Rabbi, he is my father after all."

"Yes, mistress," the rabbit doll immediately lowered its head obediently, but then couldn't help reminding, "But you should still be careful. Having a nightmare on the ship is not a good sign. The old master... after all, has something to do with the subspace, and he is approaching you now."

"I understand." Lucrecia said casually, then stood up from the bed, walked barefoot to the window, and pulled open the heavy curtains.

The warm and bright "sunshine" instantly spread throughout the room.

The sun had not yet fully risen - but on the sea not far away, the huge floating luminous geometric body had maintained "eternal daylight" for the entire sea area for a long time.

Lucrecia squinted her eyes and bathed in the endless "sunshine".

The rabbit doll's voice came from behind: "Madam, are you going to the 'Stone Ball' again today?"

"No," Lucrecia shook her head and turned to walk towards the dressing table. "I'm going to the city today to say hello to my old friends in the Explorers' League."