The dark green flame fell like a meteor from the solidified starry sky, leaving a bright trail before landing on the barren plain covered with strange rocks.

Then the flames exploded and bloomed in the air. In the fluttering flames, the figures of Duncan and Alice walked out and finally stepped onto this unknown world.

Before the flames faded, Duncan noticed the strange, twisted and terrifying figures in the distance - a dozen dark demons gathered at the edge of the landing site, looking a little dazed for some reason.

He and the demons looked at each other, and the atmosphere on the scene was inexplicably frozen.

It was not until Alice finally shouted that the tense atmosphere was broken: "Captain! We are surrounded!"

"...I saw it." Duncan said casually, and at the same time he was ready to "deal with" those demons - the dozen monsters in the distance were obviously different from the dark demons summoned by the Annihilation Cultists that he had seen in the real dimension. Their limbs were obviously more twisted, and some of them had strange dislocations and cracks on their bodies. The skull demon floating in the air had a terrifying hole on its head, and it looked difficult to deal with.

According to Duncan's understanding, the more twisted and abnormal the Abyss Demons are, the stronger they are. The demons in front of him are twisted to the point of breaking. They must be masters from the Abyss Deep Sea. They are probably different from the noobs in the real world who run away when they see him...

However, what he didn't expect was that just as he was about to say hello to the local natives, he saw the group of monsters in the distance seemed to react suddenly. They instantly let out a series of chaotic and noisy roars and hoarse noises, and then scattered in all directions. Half of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The remaining half did not run, but they were limping and could not run - the terrifying skull demon could fly, but when it flew, it was trembling like an old diesel engine with a leaky cylinder. It floated twice, and a puff of black smoke came out of the big hole in its head, and then it fell to the ground. After struggling for a few times, it floated up again, and puffed twice more, and the black smoke fell to the ground again...

According to optimistic estimates, it can fly a maximum of six meters in half a minute, and spend most of the time just standing still.

Duncan & Alice: "......?"

The two of them took a while to react, and Duncan finally noticed the messy traces on the ground at the edge of the landing point - many almost unrecognizable wreckages were scattered in the potholes and gullies, emitting billowing smoke and dust while blending into the surface. Everywhere on the ground there were terrifying deep pits and dents that seemed to have been "scraped" off by some crushing force, which was a terrifying sight.

At first, Duncan thought that these traces were just "natural landscapes" in the deep sea. After all, he had heard at the beginning that this place was a "fragmented wasteland", but now he finally realized... this was a battlefield after a fierce battle.

Something had arrived here ahead of time and killed almost all of the Deep Demons in the center of the wasteland. The dozen or so demons in the distance were just a group of lucky survivors.

It seems that their distorted appearance was caused by someone.

Alice also reacted at this time. She looked around with wide eyes and noticed the black skeletons scattered in a nearby pothole. She immediately grabbed Duncan's arm and said, "Captain! This place is full of demon remains!"

Duncan glanced at the skull demon that was flying swayingly in the distance and the several death birds that were jumping on one leg on the ground, and thought: "...It turns out that they have already fought..."

"Who did this?" Alice looked quite uneasy. The scene nearby made her a little nervous. "Are the internal fights among the Deep Demons usually so intense?"

Duncan didn't say anything for a moment, he just bent down and carefully examined a piece of bone fragment that was almost burnt to charcoal, then opened his palm above the fragment.

A faint green spark, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, drifted out from the charred bone and fluttered into the palm of his hand.

The faint sparks still carry the "memories" left behind on the battlefield not long ago.

"It's Shirley and Agou." After a moment, Duncan raised his head and looked towards the end of the vast wasteland. "They have been here before... In theory, the traces here were left by them."

Alice listened with a dull expression, not quite reacting: "...Are Shirley and Agou so powerful?"

"It looks like something has happened to them. There has been some huge... change." Duncan frowned slightly with a serious expression, "Especially Shirley. She gives me a feeling that something is wrong right now."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze along the direction he sensed, looking in the direction where the "marked aura" on Shirley and Agou came from.

Endless chaos filled this boundless dimension. The stagnant ancient starry sky covered the dome of the deep sea. The dim starlight illuminated the fragmented floating islands in this chaotic space. As far as his field of vision could reach, he could see many shadows of varying sizes floating in the dim starlight. Those were all floating lands, including the "wasteland" where he and Alice were standing at the moment, which looked like just a part of the many broken floating islands.

The entire "Deep Sea" is made up of countless broken floating islands. They float in a chaotic space and time covered by the stagnant ancient starry sky. The entire space is filled with a... desolate and deadly atmosphere.

Duncan retracted his gaze and looked at the puppet beside him: "Do you have any special feelings now? Can you see or hear any unusual information?"

Alice carefully distinguished it and shook her head: "Not yet."

"Yes," Duncan nodded gently, then raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "Shirley and Agou's marks are in this direction, and they are still moving. Let's chase them."

"Okay!" Alice nodded immediately and followed Duncan's footsteps while muttering, "Shirley must be scared... She is actually very timid... Agou is not very timid either..."

The two figures emitting a terrifying aura finally moved away into the distance - they didn't seem to have any intention of causing trouble here.

The skull demon that was floating crookedly in the air was trembling slightly, and the red light in its eye sockets flickered. It looked at the direction where the two uninvited guests left, and the concept of "lucky" emerged for the first time in its chaotic and unintelligent mind.

A deathbird with only one leg and half a wing left jumped over from the rubble not far away. Two almost flattened dread demons slowly crawled through the cracks in the ground. Several almost torn Deep Hounds were struggling to crawl away.

What a beautiful day.

A slender limb covered with bone spurs pierced down from the sky like a sharp sword, nailing a strange demon that was roaring and preparing to breathe to the ground. Then the limb continued to move forward, striding towards the end of the wilderness.

The twelve symmetrical limbs were pierced with countless large and small, weird and terrifying demonic creatures. Some of these twisted and ugly creatures were still struggling and roaring, but most of them were no longer active, but were emitting billowing smoke and dust, gradually turning into mud.

The owner of the limb no longer cared about these things - after traveling for an unknown amount of time, she finally reached the end of the land.

The earth floating in the chaotic darkness is an isolated island with only boundless nothingness at the end. At the edge of this wilderness, rocks and soil come to an abrupt end. A thin layer of smoke escapes from the edge of the broken earth, surrounding the isolated island like a low flowing cloud.

Shirley stopped cautiously at the end of the earth. She used her barbed limbs to stick into the cracks of the rocks, cautiously leaned down at the edge of the floating island, and then quickly looked away.

There is no way.

What to do next?

She was thinking, standing still like a sculpture at the end of the wilderness, and for a moment she seemed dead.

But the demons who were hesitating and pacing around knew that this powerful and terrifying "outsider" was still alive - in her chest cavity full of intertwined bones, two dark red hearts and a cluster of flames were still beating slowly, never extinguished.

After an unknown amount of time, Shirley finally woke up from her thoughts. She controlled her limbs and took two steps back, trying to lower her altitude - she was tired and she wanted to sit down and rest for a few minutes.

After several attempts, she finally sat down awkwardly and slowly, and carefully folded the bone structure behind her that looked like a giant wing.

She just sat on a big rock, raised her head, and looked at the stagnant starry sky from ancient times in a trance.

The starry sky was very cold, filled with a dead and desolate atmosphere, like a huge, majestic yet lifeless corpse, looking down on everything coldly with billions of eyes.

It was really beautiful, but also really a little scary. She felt as if she was about to fall into the dense stars and become a part of them, but she also felt as if she was suffocating because of them, being pressed down on this broken and desolate land.

What words should be used to describe this scene and this feeling?

Shirley thought seriously and hard. She suddenly regretted that she didn't listen to the captain and read more books. Then she would have a lot of vocabulary instead of the current situation where she could only utter one sentence after thinking for a long time.

"…It's so damn pretty…"

Then, footsteps suddenly appeared nearby, interrupting Shirley's sigh and causing the demons hiding in the dark, ready to move but hesitant and fearful, to finally retreat.

Shirley slowly turned her head and saw a Deep Hound taller than all the other Deep Hounds, with its skeleton in pieces floating in the black smoke, walking out of the shadows.

It approached cautiously, with a faint green fire burning in its hollow eye sockets. It seemed to be hesitating, looking nervous and hesitant. It lingered for a long time more than ten meters away, then slowly moved forward a few steps and put the ball of food in its mouth on the ground.

"... Shirley, I found something to eat..."

This sentence sounds so familiar.