The chaotic magic turbulence and violent winds and waves are like a huge forest, stirring up a vast sea area with a terrifying attitude. However, the "forest" always has boundaries - in the curtain intertwined with huge waves and energy turbulence , a ship shrouded in a powerful shield rushed out of the waves. It was thrown up by a sudden rising current, and then stumbled across the undulating sea, and finally reached a calmer sea.
The bright sunshine and the gentle sea breeze gathered together to welcome the challenger who had overcome all difficulties and dangers.
A sailor climbed out of his hiding place, and then used flying skills to reach the upper deck. He looked towards the stern of the ship and saw a gray-black cloud wall quickly moving away from his sight, bright and clear. The bright sunshine shines on the sea around the Spirit, and the sharp contrast is like two worlds.
"...Goddess of Magic..." the sailor murmured to himself, "This is much scarier than the magic flow I saw in the Mage Tower..."
" We need to recalibrate the course." Another sailor also came to the upper deck. He looked up at the clear sky, and suddenly several light blue rings of light appeared in front of his eyes. The rings were stacked to form a "lens" "In the middle, the light of stars kept flashing. After a moment, the sailor frowned, "Tsk... We have indeed deviated from the route. Fortunately, we have not deviated too much..."
Courage In the command room of the ship, the control mage floating in mid-air looked at Count Owen Dyson: "Captain, we are recalibrating the course."
Owen Dyson nodded: "Get back to the correct course as soon as possible Direction - the disorderly turbulence on the ocean will appear again at any time, and the longer we stay in this area, the more dangerous it will be."
Powerful magical energy flows between the various cabins of the ship, almost. The magic arrays throughout the ship and the crew stationed everywhere are already operating at the highest efficiency. Due to a large number of equipment damage, even the trial-type magic engine suffered a serious failure in the previous storm. At this moment, this advanced ship The exploration ship can almost only rely on manpower to navigate, but fortunately the amplification array on the main body of the ship is still intact, and the solid anti-magic shell also protected the casters on the ship when it encountered magic turbulence. The ship can still sail with a relatively high speed. Stay on task in good shape - that's the only good news among all the bad news.
"We need to re-evaluate the 'disordered turbulence' in the ocean." After the situation was a little safer, Owen Dyson couldn't help but start to reflect on the voyage. He looked at the first mate aside with a serious tone. , "It is not just a simple mixture of wind, waves and magic turbulence - it appears without warning before, which is the most dangerous place."
"We imitated the original Saint of the Church of Storms. We built an 'early warning planetarium', but now it seems that it is not functioning - at least it is not functioning stably," the first mate shook his head. "It became frantically agitated after the 'Spirit' fell into the storm. But it just makes people upset.”
Early warning planetarium...
Earl Owen Dyson couldn't help but look at a long table near the porthole. On that long table with complex runes painted on it, there was a The complex magic device is fixed in the center of the magic circle. It consists of a core sphere and a large number of orbits and balls orbiting the sphere. It looks very much like the celestial instruments used by astrologers to deduce the stars, but it is The core sphere does not symbolize the earth, but is filled with blue waves like sea water.
This is a "Storm Church instrument" restored by analyzing ancient relics and technical data. Seven hundred years ago, the Storm priests used this instrument to warn of environmental changes at sea and find safety. Route, since the Typhon Empire was the former headquarters of the Church of Storms, and the Dyson family has a close relationship with the Church of Storms, a large number of technical documents related to it are stored in Mobius Port. After paying a certain cost in manpower and material resources, , the scholars of the empire successfully restored this thing - however, during this voyage, its effect was not satisfactory.
“After all, the environment in the laboratory is different from reality. The real ocean is far more complex than we imagined, and this magic weapon...obviously requires the cooperation of storm magic to really work,” a A scholar on board the ship couldn't help but sigh softly, "The magic power of the mage cannot directly control magical devices... In this era, where can we find a sane storm priest?"
Owen Dyson There was no answer, just looking at the scene outside the ship projected by the magic illusion, with a low tone: "Just to break through the first storm area near the coast, the Courage was forced to this extent - it turns out that relying on shields and reflection The solution of using a magic shell to forcefully break through the storm is not feasible, at least at this stage we do not have this ability. The only safe way...is still to find a safe route in the storm."
"But the safe route can change at any time. "The further you go to the open sea, the more complex the disordered turbulence becomes, and the more difficult it is to control the safe route," said the scholar on board the ship. "We currently have no effective means of observation or prediction."
"That's in this direction." "Continue working hard," Owen Dyson said solemnly. "Although the early warning planetarium did not play its due role, at least it was activated after entering the storm area. This shows that the technology of the Church of Storms was not completely incapable of being used by outsiders. Control. The Cecil people can transform the alchemy of the druids into industrial technology. There is no reason why the Typhon people cannot do similar things."
After hearing this admonishment, the scholar's expression became serious. : "...You are right."
Owen Dyson breathed out softly and turned to the mage who was monitoring the ship: "How is the situation with the magic engine?"
"The water intrusion and elemental erosion in the mechanical cabin have been eliminated, and maintenance personnel are assessing the situation," the mage floating in the air, surrounded by runes, immediately replied, "...the core does not seem to be damaged, just the transmission The device got stuck in the previous turbulence. If we can dock in a safe sea, we have a chance to repair them."
"Repair the engine if possible."The ship needs the power of the engine - the sailors have to conserve their strength to deal with the dangers on the sea." "
"It would be great if we could get the Cecil people's engine technology..." The first mate next to him couldn't help but sigh, "It is said that they have already built an engine that can be used on large ships. The engine runs stably, and knows how to make the machine withstand harsh elements..."
"They built river ships, not sea ships," Owen Dyson shook his head, "Of course. Their engine technology is indeed more advanced than ours, after all, the magic machinery was originally developed from them... but they will not be kind enough to give really good things to the Typhons. "
At this moment, the mage responsible for observing the external situation suddenly shouted: "Captain! Land is found ahead! "
"Give me the chart! "Owen Dyson immediately said to the first mate next to him.
The first mate quickly fetched the chart - this was a newly drawn chart, but most of the content in it came from According to ancient books written hundreds of years ago, the former offshore colonial islands of Typhon were marked between criss-crossing lines on the nautical map, while a shimmering red bright line snaked and trembled on the drawing, and the end of the bright line floated. The astrologer among the sailors and the astrological array of the ship itself jointly confirmed that the Courage was on the ocean. This position was projected onto the bridge in real time by the mage who controlled the core of the ship. The chart with special magic was placed in the magical environment of the bridge, and the Courage was marked on the light yellow parchment— - Owen Dyson One of the tasks of this voyage is to confirm whether the various markings on the chart from seven hundred years ago are still usable, and to confirm whether this new technology for locating ships at sea is feasible.
Considering the risks involved in this mission, the Courage did not stray too far from the mainland. The target island it wanted to explore was also the colony closest to the mainland of Typhon back then, but everyone underestimated the ocean. In this almost offshore position, the Courage still encountered huge challenges.
Owen Dyson's eyes moved slowly on the magic parchment, which was glowing with light. The boat swayed slightly between ancient coordinates, perfectly reproducing the current state of the Courage, and in front of it, the outline of an island was emerging from the parchment.
"If our. The course has returned to the correct position... That is the island of Thassos." The Typhon noble knocked the table lightly with his fist, and his tone was excited but also a little heavy, "The territory we had to give up..."
“It’s our destination,” the first mate said from the side. “It is said that hundreds of years after the end of the Age of Navigation, the Son of the Storm occupied that island and the surrounding coral reefs...”
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"Those dark cultists should have reached places further away from the land now, to the depths of the eastern ocean." Owen Dyson shook his head slightly, "But maybeThere are still some traces of them left on Hythassos... This helps us understand what happened to those crazy believers over the years. "
As he spoke, he raised his head and loudly ordered:
"Let the sailors work harder and move towards Thassos at full speed - the sea near the island is safe. , where we can repair the engine and anti-magic shell! "
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Far away from the Loren continent, deep in the sea, a large-scale archipelago is quietly dormant in the waves and breeze.
The largest of the archipelagos On a huge island, the town built by humans is bathed in the sun, with tall and low buildings arranged in an orderly manner, with port facilities, lighthouses, bell towers and a large pyramid-shaped temple in the center watching each other.
However, this supposedly prosperous settlement is now enveloped in an unusual silence -
The streets are empty, the port facilities are unattended, and the bell tower and lighthouse stand lonely in the sea breeze. On the slope towards the Grand Temple, no one has swept the fallen leaves for many days.
Among the lifeless streets, there are only some frightened and dazed eyes occasionally looking at the entrances of some houses that have not yet been abandoned. In a flash, the remaining residents of this island were hiding in their homes that did not bring much security, as if waiting for the end of the world to approach and the fate of the end.
For a while. The sea breeze blew through the streets and rolled up a few scattered pieces of paper on the street corners. These "papers", which exuded the fragrance of seaweed and were made of extremely special materials, fluttered up and some were stuck to nearby walls. < /p>
Something is written on the piece of paper using universal human letters and some kind of alien writing that is as curved and undulating as a wave. Only part of the content can be vaguely discerned among the dirt:
"...After research by authoritative scholars, mutations are harmless, please don't panic too much..."
"The Queen has decided to accept mutated humans, and we will help you tide over the difficulties..."
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"Don't rush into a dead end, the deep sea is actually friendly..."
"Houses with sea views near the sunny beach are available for rent and sale, and the first 100 new Nagas who sign up can enjoy it Check-in with no down payment..."
"Limited number of applications for resident status in Antavien city..."
"...Haigou City is recruiting construction workers, and the Queen promises to provide free diving services Those who are promoted will receive vocational training and work arrangements, and high-frequency resonance excavator technology will be taught and distributed..."
These things are invitations from the sirens, temptations from the deep sea, and from there. The terrifying whispers of the unspeakable ancient sea.
Since a month ago, those sea monsters have used some kind of flying device to scatter these "letters" throughout the archipelago, and now, they are near the island. Waiting openly, waiting for the last humans on the island to transform into terrifying deep-sea creatures
Initially, the Sons of the Storm still had the energy to clear out these flyers and calm people, but now, no one is healthy.Residents can now stand up and do these things - on the contrary, more and more people have left the island after complete transformation, accounting for more than half of the former residents.
The remaining people are just hanging on before being completely eroded and transformed by the deep sea.
On the edge of the island, under the calm sea surface, phantoms in the water swim briskly, passing through the changing light and shadow formed by the sunlight.
The Krakens are waiting.
Wait patiently.