Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 434

[Chapter 432 Burning Ashes]

The fog is dissipating.

For the first time since the start of the war, the dense fog entrenched in the Frost Sea has a tendency to dissipate. Around the Sea Fog, in the direction of Frost, from the sea surface to the high altitude, all the dense fog is moving at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fading, the darkness that enveloped everything receded, and the entire sea area gradually became clearer.

And on the surface of the sea where the thick fog has dissipated, you can see burning ships everywhere, fake fleets with hideous and weird shapes, as well as countless wreckage fragments and burning grease that fluctuate with the waves.

Thick smoke billowed over the sea where the fog had receded.

The first mate, Aiden, ran to the window first, staring at the sea where the fog was fading away, and after a long time shouted: “The fog is fading! Captain! The fog is fading!” “I can see

, “Tirion also walked quickly to the window, but the seriousness in his one eye did not fade away because of the mist, “Retired…really?” “

Captain, isn’t this a good thing?” Aiden immediately noticed something wrong in Tirian’s tone, and turned his head suspiciously, “The fog has receded, which means that the abnormal force entrenched in Frost is also…” “No…

there is a problem,” Tirian said with a serious expression He abruptly interrupted the first mate, staring at the sea in the distance, his eyes became sharper, “The fog has cleared, but those ghost ships are still there, and the appearance of the sea…” “The sea?” Aiden frowned in doubt

. Frowning, he turned his head to look into the distance, and in the next second, he finally gasped.

As the captain said, something is wrong-the fake fleet in all directions shows no sign of dissipating, and there are even new ghost ships floating up from the sea, and in the process, the entire sea is gradually darkening!

A large expanse of darkness is spreading in the sea water, something is expanding in the darkness, and countless shadowy things are approaching the surface of the water. This scene… It seems that some extremely huge things or groups are floating up from the deep sea!

“I have a…”

Aiden murmured subconsciously, but before his words fell, a series of huge roars suddenly broke the extremely short-lived calm after the thick fog dissipated.

The nearby sea is cracking, and countless huge ships are floating on the surface. Some of them look like wrecks, some are distorted like ghosts, and some of them look vaguely familiar—in the suddenly dark sea, it seems All the fake fleets are pouring out in one go!

“Attention! Enemy ships appear! Enemy ships… are everywhere!”

Some sailors yelled in fear, and the close-in defense guns on the edge of the deck roared at the same time. The air was broken, the huge water column and the fire mass produced by the explosion covered the sea again.

And in the chaos of this sudden change, Tirian was still staring at the sea, watching the enemies who floated up from the sea one after another.

He recognized some of them—and so did his soldiers.

“It’s the ‘Knight’! The Knight that we sank in the first place!”

“The Black Bannerman! The Black Bannerman that sank fifteen minutes ago! It’s reappearing!”

“The Courage! And Jotun The Prince!”

“Captain!” the voice of the first mate Aiden reached Tirian’s ears, with panic that he had never felt before, “All the fake fleets…the ones we wiped out…all appeared again! “

Tirion opened his mouth, and just about to say something, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind: “…This is normal, because the root of the mirror image is still there.” “Father?!” Tirian was startled,

subconsciously Looking around for things that can create a mirror, “You now…”

“Don’t worry, Tirian—the timing is just right.”

Tirian quickly calmed down, and while signaling Aiden to command the battle, he quickly responded in his mind: ” What do you need me to do?”

…

At the same time that the dense fog on the sea gradually subsided, the dense fog covering the Frost City-State was also subsiding—but just like the situation on the sea, the subsidence of the dense fog did not mean the end of the crisis.

The mirror image is still floating up, and another more terrifying frost city-state is gradually superimposing into reality.

The city-state guards who are still fighting have built barricades to resist countless monsters that seemed to appear out of thin air. The roar of guns shook the city. The peace and security that once existed have long been completely torn apart. Gunpowder smoke filled every street, and the dirty mud And cooling blood is soaking the city, while more twisted visions continue to cover everything.

“Sir, they are everywhere!”

Before the intersection of Hearth Street, a city guard who had been trapped in the fog was relying on the firepower of the steam walker to shoot at the monsters that appeared on the street. When the thick fog dissipated, the soldiers Before they had time to cheer, they were dragged into a new fierce battle by more monsters and terrifying phenomena.

“Then fire everywhere!” roared the commander of the team, and rushed to the foot of the steam walker while shooting into the distance, and rushed to the side of the signal soldier, “Can you contact other teams?” “Seven teams, six teams and four

teams The team is still lost!” The signalman shouted, “Almost a quarter of the team was lost in the previous thick fog, sir!” “Keep calling

until someone responds, or wait for reinforcements,” the commander said. Patting the helmet of the communication soldier, he turned his head and looked into the distance, “The fog has cleared, hold on, the situation is changing-this may be the final attack!” The machine gun

turret of the steam walker roared continuously, sending another turret in the distance A steam walker was torn to shreds, and as the gigantic machine crashed to the ground, vast quantities of foul mud poured from its machinery compartment, spilling across the street like ghastly entrails.

The soldiers mustered up their courage again—or just let the numbness continue to drive their extremely tired limbs. The commander said encouraging words that even he didn’t believe, and looked up into the distance again.

He saw two silent cathedrals standing high on the top of the mountain. The terrain on the side of the city-state seemed to rise strangely like a curl. Huge, continuous and unfamiliar buildings were gradually rising from the city, and layers of buildings covered the sky. Above the street he was familiar with, there were twisted and slanted towers spreading out from the distant buildings, like the hateful bone proliferating from a giant, extending and growing in the sky.

And countless amounts of mud are flowing out of the high raised buildings, rushing down as if to swallow the entire city.

“O Lord of Death…” Bishop Ivan overlooked the city-state that was gradually distorted and swallowed by a huge vision at the highest place of the Silent Cathedral, and finally couldn’t help but whisper, “Is today the end of the day… He

looked into the distance, but he could only see huge darkness rising from all directions. The original city hall on the opposite side of the mountain had been shrouded in strange thorns at some point. At the foot of the mountain, stretches of buildings are piled up unsteadily and rising up, and the houses are like the limbs of molluscs, showing a chilling appearance.

And outside the city-state, the entire sea is gradually being shrouded in an ominous blackness. The darkness is like a huge mirror, but another frost is gradually reflected in the mirror—it’s like observing another world through a curved mirror. The world, that “Frost” looks distorted, chaotic, full of plausible mistakes everywhere, and full of dark and wriggling malice everywhere.

The huge mirror city is rising from the deep sea, eroding everything from reality and illusion simultaneously.

“Archbishop!” A high-ranking deacon ran from the gate of the terrace and ran behind Bishop Ivan, “The last reserve force has been assembled, and the silent monks and guardians will protect the cathedral until the last moment!” “

Aga Sha still hasn’t come back?”

“Your Excellency the Gatekeeper still can’t be contacted,” the senior deacon said quickly, “The expedition team who went down with her reported that the Gatekeeper disappeared after entering a strange stone wall—now the mine It has been swallowed by darkness, I’m afraid…”

“The gatekeeper will not fall easily, Agatha will complete her mission… she will definitely complete the mission.” Bishop Ivan said calmly.

The senior deacon hesitated for a moment: “Archbishop, you should take refuge…”

“Refuge? Hide in a safe chapel prayer room? Or escape from the city by boat?” Bishop Ivan turned around, Shaking his head slowly, “I don’t need to take refuge, I just stay here. You go to command the guard troops at the foot of the mountain, and transfer all the civilians who can be transferred to the mountain. Hold on for a while longer.” Senior

Deacon After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally nodded vigorously: “Yes! Archbishop!” The

senior deacon withdrew, leaving only the old bishop himself on the terrace again.

He raised his head and looked at the other cathedral, shrouded in thorns like a shadow of the silent cathedral.

The cathedral was lifeless, and there was no sign of any priests in it.

It is just a mirror image, but its appearance represents that the “reversal” of the mirror image frost has reached the final step.

“Agatha…you should continue to fulfill your mission somewhere…”

Bishop Ivan said softly, as if talking to himself, and as if he was whispering to a junior who had lost contact.

He slowly raised his hand, untied the luxurious robe that symbolized the authority of the archbishop, took off his own crown, and placed it on the railing next to him.

“Then you should remember that the saints of Bartok will never stop before death…”

Under the fine clothes and crown, layers of bandages were exposed. Ivan reached out and groped, and then bit by bit A knot near the neck was untied.

“We fight against the filth with our flesh and blood. After the end of our lives, we defend our faith with an undying body, and when the body also ends…” The

bandage was untied, as if a container that had been sealed and suppressed for decades suddenly broke free from its shackles , under the bandages, it wasn’t some fragmented body—there was no body for a long time.

There was only pale smoke and dust below.

“We still have hot ashes.”

The bandages were scattered, and the ashes flew out from the edge of the terrace, turning into fine white smoke, gradually covering the frosty sky.

(end of this chapter)