Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 436

[Chapter 434 Burning]

At this moment, Frost has truly become a city floating on the mirror.

The sea is this mirror.

What was reflected in the mirror was not only the distorted and terrifying mirror city—there was also a pair of eyes that were burning with flames, and an existence that was bigger than the city-state, even as huge as this entire frosty sea.

The authority of the fire shifted in an instant, and all the flames burning inside and outside the mirror turned into a medium to extend and magnify the power.

“Sir! Sir! Fire…fire!” The

terrified shout of the junior officer awakened Liszt from his daze, and Liszt woke up suddenly, and then followed the sound and looked out the window—he saw the entire coast was burning , even the entire surface of the sea was ignited, raging flames rising, and a touch of dark green emerged from the flames like flowing water, and quickly dyed his entire field of vision.

The flames of the spiritual body rising from all directions seemed to have the power to shock the soul, making Liszt back subconsciously, but the next second, he saw that even the flames inside the gas lamps embedded in the nearby walls were quietly catching fire. A layer of dark green.

A certain low-pitched roar came from a distant place, as if it was shaking the entire city, and it was accompanied by the loud creaking sound of a huge object being torn apart and broken. Everyone in the headquarters heard these loud roars. ring.

Someone looked towards the direction of the city-state, and saw that the deformed and distorted buildings that had almost completely covered the city before were being cracked one by one, and even bigger tongues of flames spewed out of those cracks, and in that grand spiritual body In the midst of the raging flames, countless black substances are being gradually burned up.

Near the port defense area, an exhausted city-state guard hid behind a crumbling bunker, and watched as the twisted building in the distance cracked open, and hundreds of deformed creeping things fled from the crack, but there were flames behind Hunt them down and burn them to ashes.

At the foot of the hill in the center of the city-state, the defenders were fighting desperately against the invading fake monsters, but a phantom army suddenly rushed out from the chaotic light and shadow. This team was wearing the uniform of the Queen’s Guard from half a century ago. Rush to the streets, shouting the name of the Frost Queen, fighting to the death with the monstrous monsters that flooded into reality.

The last line of defense in front of the Silent Cathedral, the high-ranking deacon is organizing the priests to fight against the monsters pouring into the square. The flames spewed out by the steam walker and the pale flames released by the Silent monks are intertwined to resist the invasion of those monsters and silt .

“Block them!” The high-level deacon shouted hoarsely. At the edge of his vision, pale and fine ash was falling from the top of the silent cathedral, like the fluttering first snow. “Block the church door! Block…”

There was a loud bang and a shock that seemed to shake the mountains. The high-level deacon almost fell to the ground amidst the earth-shattering movement. A thorn made of mud gathered maliciously and stabbed at him from the gap in the defense line. .

However, at the moment when the high-level deacon was about to be pierced by this thorn, a dark green flame suddenly appeared in the air, turning that vicious attack into ashes.

The senior deacon raised his head in astonishment, and saw a figure floating in front of him.

She was wearing a tattered black dress like a penance robe, her body was covered with large and small cracks, and flames rushed from her body, like eternal hot blood.

“Agatha… the gatekeeper?”

The senior deacon looked at the figure in front of him in astonishment, but felt that the figure was familiar yet strange. He called out the name of the other party, but saw strange figures appearing one after another. Beside the gatekeeper, those figures were surrounded by dark green spiritual body flames.

“I’m back,” Agatha turned her head, two fire lights danced in her empty eye sockets, her voice was mixed with crackling, “Take the rest of the people and retreat, or find a safe place to stand firm. “

Stand firm?” The senior deacon repeated in astonishment, unable to understand the meaning of the other party’s words for a moment, “And…why did you become like this…”

But Agatha ignored him. Amidst the increasingly dense and low-pitched roars, she had already turned in another direction, looking at the sea outside the city-state.

Thick smoke rises and rises from the surface of the sea, the clouds hang down heavily, the sea is as black as a mirror, and an indescribable colossal existence… is getting up from the mirror.

Two gigantic green radiances, almost reminiscent of the sun, rose little by little in the thick smoke and clouds, and the unimaginable outlines of human beings gradually took shape in the smoke and clouds, as if the ocean and the atmosphere themselves were rising. , gathering, this scene… Even Agatha, who had already stopped breathing, felt suffocated again.

That is suffocation at the soul level.

“God of death…” The high-ranking deacon couldn’t bear the huge pressure, and his body swayed and fell down after finally standing up, “That… what is that?!”

Agatha just turned her head slightly Come on, with helplessness in his tone: “I reminded you to find a safe place to stand firm.” The

senior deacon, however, could no longer hear what the gatekeeper was saying to him – the process of the silhouette in the clouds quickly condensing In, he finally realized what it was.

It was a figure rising from the endless sea, an existence projected into the real world with the entire frosty sea as the medium.

Those two green flames reminiscent of the sun, burning brilliantly in the clouds, are actually His eyes, the curling and billowing clouds, His breathing, and the huge shadow slowly rising from the smoke… It is His. arm.

Now, that hand stretched out in the direction of Frost.

“Lord!!!”

Someone exclaimed in the square.

However, the speed at which the hand stretched out seemed slow, but it was faster than anyone’s exclamations and prayers—it had crossed the sea, the sea area where the Sea Fog Fleet, the Frost Navy, and the Fake Fleet fought, and the coast of the city-state. It was like probing into the smoke, probing into the depths of the frost.

In the next second, that arm began to rise slowly, as if it was holding a weight of hundreds of millions of tons, and went up little by little.

And as that arm rises, it is a mirror city that is gradually peeling off from the frost of reality—

all distorted buildings, those curly and swollen lands, those thorns covering the high mountains, all those that are paradoxical to the real world , but overwrote the blasphemy of reality with a terrifying posture, all were torn off from the Frost City-State bit by bit by that hand.

Mirror Frost floated up into the real world – now, it “floats” higher than its creators planned, and continues to rise.

Agatha laughed, more cheerfully than ever.

The mirror image of Frost broke away from the city-state and is still rising at this moment. This scene is like expelling an evil spirit from a body invaded by evil spirits, and the “evil spirit” was finally slowly lifted to the clouds by a huge arm nearby.

Deep in the thick clouds, two groups of blazing green fires swayed slightly like the sun, and the majestic and awe-inspiring face that was faintly visible seemed to be looking down.

There are many small voices coming from the palm of my hand.

Some of those small voices are real sounds, but more of them are like vibrations reverberating at the level of thinking, howling echoing in a pile of twisted wreckage, and stubborn and paranoid fantasies entrenched in the mirror city and delusions.

Duncan looked at his palm through the clouds, and he saw that the mirrored city was like a swollen and deformed mass of meat, and the streets generated by parodying the real world were rapidly degenerating into the original form of dirty mud, and in those swollen and deformed streets Between the mountains, the mountains, and the city towers, the tiny thorns are still fluctuating, and there are sparks that are so subtle that they are indistinguishable that they are jumping in the center of this mass of matter. Fly-like sound.

There is a mixture of fear, anger, unwillingness, and downright malice.

Are those fanatics still trying to promote their doomsday theory? Or are you looking for a reasonable explanation for the disaster you created?

Duncan listened for a while and lowered his gaze.

“You know a large sacrifice of a hammer.”

His eyes focused on the city of mirror images, and the whole city burned in his eyes and in the palm of his hand.

Countless ashes and green fire fell from the sky, like a rainstorm falling into the clouds.

The palm as huge as a city-state slowly clenched into a fist, and the mirror-image frost that was burnt to ashes in its palm turned into dust with the frightening sound of crushing and friction, and countless residual substances splashed down towards the frosty sea, Fell into the sea, into the shore, into every place Tirian could see.

But almost all the falling objects avoided the Frost Island, as well as the Sea Fog Fleet and the Frost Navy that were still active on the sea.

Tyrian looked around.

All fake ships are rapidly disintegrating.

it is finally over.

He exhaled lightly.

The first mate, Aiden, was standing next to him. The bald man looked up at the sky, but he could only see a small part of the huge figure.

Aiden’s body is still trembling slightly.

“What do you think?” Tirian turned his head and looked at his first mate with a half-smile.

Aiden fumbled and took out the pipe from his arms, but he couldn’t light it for a long time trembling. After a long time, he put the pipe down, and his voice trembled slightly: “The old captain…shouldn’t mind if we fought with him before. It’s been a while, right?”

Tirian just smiled, and took out a cigarette from his bosom.

“Father doesn’t care about these little things.”

However, the cold sea pirate trembled for a long time, but he didn’t catch fire.

(After a long time, I finally got ready to release this fifth update. I released the entire plot in one go, so that everyone can have a peaceful May Day. Updates

will continue during the May Day period.)

(End of this chapter)