. In that instant, a strange and chaotic perception suddenly mixed into Duncan's consciousness, just like the previous "Spirit Realm Walk." He felt his "perspective" split into two at once, and a completely new body became the new "terminal" for him to perceive the world, but... it wasn't quite the same as before. The new "perspective" was filled with restless streams of light like interference, and the alternating light and shadow spread through the water like some kind of scanning line. He saw the "primeval land" shrouded in darkness in the distance, and the countless human-shaped objects floating around the land. At the same time, he also saw the inconspicuous submersible—it hovered diagonally above the deep-sea floating island, maintaining a forward-leaning angle, with pale light extending from its front end and gradually dissipating into the seawater.

All of this was surrounded by fluctuating, ethereal light and shadows. Even in places the submersible's searchlights couldn't reach, he could "see" faint light and outlines—it was a completely new perspective. Outside the porthole, in the deep sea, the body that had suddenly come to life slowly raised its arm, touching its featureless head.

Of course, Duncan didn't feel his eyes—the body he had just occupied didn't have such organs. In fact, this body didn't even have fully formed hands and feet. The bare ends of its limbs touched the smooth face, transmitting a rough and sluggishly bizarre sensation.

But suddenly, Duncan had a feeling... Following this feeling, he controlled his new body, stretched out both arms, and pressed hard on the body's "face." The mud-white, smooth surface of the face writhed, and within a few seconds, the front of the face split and formed two eyes.

The field of vision suddenly became less turbid. Duncan somewhat tentatively controlled the "rough" body, slowly swimming towards the submersible, using the newly grown eyes to look inside. He stared at himself face to face—the feeling was novel and strange.

He watched Agatha's eyes, wondering if she could understand his meaning, and anticipating her response.

There was indeed a reason why people feared Captain Duncan so much. This seemingly insignificant action of his was too bizarre and terrifying, even in the endless deep sea.

Amidst the difficult noise of the ballast tank draining water, the submersible began to slowly ascend. Agatha, however, involuntarily looked at the porthole, watching the "human figure" gradually moving away in the light.

"This temporary body can see in the dark. I need to continue checking the situation ahead," Duncan said casually, while already beginning to manipulate a series of levers and cranks on the console. Along with his actions, the submersible's mechanical cabin once again emitted a near-limit, difficult noise.

"As for here... we need to ascend for a while. This machine is almost at its limit; it can't stay at maximum depth forever." Duncan had originally just wanted to try and summon Duncan to see if he could be of any use, after all, the pigeon's "teleportation" ability had repeatedly shown incredible effects. But this was, after all, the deep sea, which was completely different from the surface. He had already prepared to teleport Duncan back to the ship the moment he couldn't adapt to the environment. But what happened before his eyes... completely exceeded his expectations.

Duncan obediently landed on Agatha's arm, curiously tilting his head: "Whatcha doin', whatcha doin', whatcha doin'? Cold, dark, lonely, noisy." Too far, that's a distance that needs crossing half the city. However, on this flat coast there were only bare rocks, with a strange, mud-white color, like crude, unpainted models. Duncan was just about to speak, but suddenly realized that this body didn't seem to have a mouth, and even if it did, he didn't know how to speak directly in this deep sea. So, he concentrated his mind and tried to convey his thoughts to the pigeon spirit, but ultimately nothing happened.

"Yo, you come surfing too!" The bird suddenly flapped its wings excitedly, and scattered specks of faint green fire from its bone wings, "Tianyi 3G, so fast, Tianyi 3G, so fast!" Agatha inside the submersible couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Ah!"

"You should learn to adapt," Duncan said without turning his head inside the submersible, while paying attention to the machine's condition, "The people around me are always making a fuss over nothing." Duncan tilted his head again. He thought of the scene that Martha showed him before—countless minds that had fallen into the sea cast a glimpse towards the dark abyss before dissipating. The common impression that they condensed in terror was a giant pillar, running through a vast entity floating in the deep sea.

He just stared blankly as the pigeon flew around him as if it were dancing in the air, chattering away, watching it traverse the seawater like a projection unaffected by the environment. It took him a long time to reach out and intercept the bird.

"Take me to that place." Duncan's eyes changed slightly. He listened to the pigeon spirit's chatter thoughtfully, and didn't speak for a long time.

Whenever they passed by them, he couldn't help but have some strange and terrifying associations—as if there were countless eyes here, countless souls waiting to awaken, curiously looking at him, the uninvited guest, and even reaching out to him at any time.

(Time to recommend a book, a book with a very grassy title, called *Cao Mengde, a Loyal Official of the Great Han*. I'm thinking that I have to take a look at it just because of the name.

Below is the author's own recommended introduction: A faint wisp of fire suddenly appeared in the seawater. The body carrying Captain Duncan's will waved towards it, then turned around and gradually sank into the dark depths along with the floating spiritual flames.

Duncan pondered, and a thought gradually emerged. Duncan was flapping his wings beside him. In this deep sea with the heavy pressure of billions of tons of seawater, it was still as relaxed and agile as if it were flying in the sky. And its unique, sharp female voice, like some kind of modulated synthetic sound, was as noisy as ever, so clear that it could directly drill into people's minds.

"Command received! Command received!" Duncan quickly reacted. As usual, it flapped its wings excitedly, causing raging flames to surround and rise around it, "Mission accomplished!"

Like an extremely bizarre gathering, "human" rough drafts gathered from all directions, near and far, stagnant and blind, and undulating slightly with the sea currents. And the only one with eyes was walking through the silent and eerie "crowd." Even if this body wasn't affected by the heavy pressure of the deep sea, it was still a time-consuming and laborious task to swim all the way there.

There were still serious matters to attend to. Agatha, however, was still shaken, with a tense look on her face. Her "gaze" slowly scanned back and forth between Duncan and the "human figure" outside the cabin, her mind filled with only one thought.

The submersible's lights had already gone away, and darkness once again dominated this deep sea. However, the faint green spiritual flames were slowly spreading in the seawater. The powerful fire, coupled with the body's own unique perception ability, allowed Duncan to always distinguish the environment around him, as well as the direction of progress.

"Who is calling the fleet! Teleportation successful! Teleportation successful! Open the door, delivering express mail!" Duncan tried as much as possible not to touch the floating "human figures" around him, but still inevitably brushed past them at very close range. But after hesitating for a long time, she still didn't dare to say what was on her mind, and could only stiffly change the subject: "... What are you going to do next?"

He stopped and observed the terrain in front of him. Duncan raised his head and looked towards the center of the deep-sea floating island. This should be the southeast coast of "Frost." In the world above the sea surface, this coast had ports, warehouses, and customs offices in the distance. There was a beautiful cathedral standing on the sea cliff, and cold-resistant trees were planted on both sides of the path leading to the cathedral, remaining evergreen in winter.

The deep-sea environment seemed non-existent to Duncan! These silent human figures were just silent. They had no heart and no soul, like empty clay dolls.

Duncan thought for a while, got up, and swam towards the "pillar," but stopped after only swimming a short distance, feeling a little distressed in his heart.

The green flames spread out with his movements, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into a rotating door. After the door opened, a skeletal bird wrapped in raging flames rushed out from inside, and chattered loudly around Duncan: Duncan then woke up from his thoughts, and his thoughts quickly returned to the matter at hand.

In the interweaving of darkness and faint light, he could vaguely see that there was some kind of huge structure there, like a mountain peak, or a giant pillar running through the island.

He raised his head, looked at the distant, chaotic darkness, and once again concentrated his mind, trying to convey his command to the pigeon spirit beside him—Cao Cao vowed to fulfill the last wishes of Brother Xuande.

Zhuge Liang has nothing to do with it, after all, he is a prime minister, and I am also a prime minister. Replacing the Han Dynasty, even if this loyal official of the Great Han, is doing his last bit for the Great Han.

) Now it seems that the vast entity presented in that illusion is the current Frost "primeval blueprint," so what about the giant pillar running through the island? Is it the Abyssal Lord who "invaded" the real world? Or... the so-called imitation?

Duncan's consciousness gradually adapted in this strangely state temporary body. He controlled the body, turned, swam, proceeded in the darkness, and constantly approached the "Frost Main Island" floating in the deep sea. Until Duncan himself gradually quieted down, and curiously pecked at his arm: "Application not responding?

"This is the deep sea. Do you feel anything uncomfortable?" Around him, countless human-shaped objects floated in the cold sea.