Everything within the field of vision was gray, and there were faint bursts of thunder coming from a distant place, as if a storm was brewing somewhere.
"Something's wrong. How long do you think it has been since I fell into coma?" Lorenzo turned around and asked Seleu, "Just judge by your feelings, Seleu."
"How...about how many hours?" Seliu said.
"It was already late at night when we left, plus fighting and coma." Lorenzo's expression became solemn, and he ran straight towards the deck.
"What's wrong!"
Seliu followed hard behind him, but the equipment made her very slow.
"Didn't you notice? It should be almost dawn now!" Lorenzo shouted loudly, "but the field of vision is still dark, and there is no sign of dawn."
The whole world seems to have lost its light and is covered by heavy lead and dust. They are stacked one on top of another, trapping everyone here like a heavy city wall.
"So? If there are dark clouds, this is normal..."
Seliu said, but at the end of her words, her voice couldn't help but tremble. She noticed something, something that she ignored, something that she should have noticed.
Corrosion not only affects the operation of equipment, but also affects people's cognition. Under fierce fighting, the spirit is extremely tense, and under such high pressure, no one notices those subtle changes.
I don't know when the deepest darkness has enveloped them, but no one knows it.
…
"Has the fighting stopped?"
In the darkness, someone asked such a question, and after a while, another weak voice answered.
"Probably, there has been no shelling for a while, so it should be over."
Gallon responded to the deputy's question, half lying on the cold ground in the dark cabin.
This is a cargo hold. These people probably didn't expect that they would have anything like "prisoners", so they had to temporarily imprison Garen and others here. Their attitude was not bad, at least it could be considered friendly.
The ship's doctor gave Gallon a brief treatment, and after stopping the bleeding, he used several wooden frames to correct the position of his ankles, and also gave him a crutch as a gift.
So now Garen doesn't have any worries about his life... For the time being, now that they have boarded the pirate ship, they are already in a state of prosperity and loss to a certain extent.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
The deputy leaned towards Garen, who was currently the only one with the ability to move freely.
"I have no idea."
Kanon answered simply.
His eyes were dull and scattered around casually, with a look of death on his face.
Garen witnessed with his own eyes the Ice Bay falling into a sea of fire, and also witnessed Floki going crazy. He didn't care about too many things in his life, but they all collapsed in one night.
He completely lost his so-called fighting spirit, his mood was also declining for some reason, and darkness gradually eroded his heart.
"Sir, cheer up!"
The deputy was unwilling to accept that Garen was like this. He knelt beside Garen and tried to make him sit up, but Garen was slumping powerlessly as if his bones had been ripped out.
"What else is worth striving for? Clough."
Garen asked the deputy in confusion, and then he looked at the corner of the cabin. The stench and urine smell came from that dark corner.
"I was a defeated slave at the beginning. I killed my master and fled all the way to Lingbing Bay. I was wanted and hunted. Lord Floki accepted me. He accepted all of us. Then
From that moment on, I decided that I would dedicate everything I had to this territory.”
In the dark corner, a rickety figure trembled, and he uttered an indistinct murmur, followed immediately by silly laughter.
Garen closed his eyes in pain. Floki's madness was not enough to defeat him, but when he saw the volley of artillery destroying the Ice Bay with his own eyes, he was swallowed by the darkness.
For strangers like Lorenzo, they cannot have such feelings, but for Garon, this land has a profound meaning to him. It is the place where he starts over and where he swears allegiance.
Lengbing Bay was severely damaged, and Lord Floki became a fool. This place would become a battlefield for kings and lords to fight over. Even if he returned alive, he would inevitably be used and killed.
Overnight, the Lingbing Bay that Garon knew was far away from him. He tried his best to hold on to this land, but in the end he was still vulnerable.
Seeing Gallon like this, Clough didn't know what to say. He stepped aside and sat down slowly. Now their life and death depended on the wishes of Lorenzo and others, and he didn't know what would happen next.
What.
The strange thing is that Clough isn't that scared anymore. Maybe it's because, like Garen, he has nothing to worry about anymore, so he doesn't have anything to fear anymore.
His background was better than Gallon, but only better. Clough came from a remote and cold island, and after a harsh winter, he was the only one left in the village.
Then...then Clough came to Lingbing Bay and started a new life here.
"Ah...ah!"
A sudden roar awoke the two of them from their slumber, and Floki struggled violently.
Garen and Clough wanted to try to appease Floki, but they stopped before they could take action. A cold and depressing power suddenly appeared. It had been lurking beside the two of them for a long time, until then.
Showing its ferocious fangs.
In the darkness, for some reason, Floki's figure became ferocious, exuding a terrifying aura. The two of them could not see Floki's appearance clearly, but they still felt the pressure, as if there was something hidden in the darkness.
It's a beast that chooses people to eat.
"Sir...sir."
Garen tried to shout, and Floki squirmed as he shouted and crawled out of the darkness.
The familiar face became extremely hateful, the mortal's facial features were twisted together, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, Floki was tied up, and he was moving hard on the ground, like a maggot, but like he was tied up
of beast.
"What's going on here?"
Garen has never seen Floki like this. Although he is crazy, he is not very aggressive. But now Floki seems to be infected by something and becomes bloodthirsty.
"From just now, I feel like something is touching us, Garen."
It's like being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast in a dark jungle.
Clough was keenly aware of this strange influence. Human instinct made him fear this unknown strangeness, and even the honorific title was forgotten for a while.
Listening to Clough's words, Garen seemed to be awakened. After getting rid of his confusion, he recognized everything in front of him. In an instant, all the information broke through the barrier and poured into his mind.
The weird feeling lurking next to him became more and more obvious at this moment. Garen could even hear the incessant murmurs, with an inescapable stickiness in their voices, and the smell of the sea lingered on the tip of his nose.
He could even hear the sound of water dripping, as if it was raindrops after a storm, waves passing by on the deck, saliva left from the mouths of beasts...
It seems that there is some invisible monster wandering around them at this moment. Mortals cannot observe these strange existences, but like reflections in water, Garen cannot touch those strange existences, but he can feel them overlapping with reality.
The projection left in reality.
This increasingly nauseating feeling, the sinking mind, and the gradually distorted vision.
Galen couldn't see them, but he could feel them.
"ah!"
Floki let out an angry roar, and squirmed closer to Galleon, trying to bite him hard. Fortunately, Clough pressed forward in time and pinned Floki firmly under him.
He struggled so fiercely that Clough could hardly suppress him. It was only then that Clough discovered the power within Floki.
In the past few months, due to his madness, Floki's body has been constantly weakening, like a dying person. This sickly body makes everyone feel weak, but now Floki seems to have never lost these powers. His strength
Shockingly big.
"Hold it!"
Garen also recovered from his panic at this time, and he also pressed on Floki's body, firmly restraining him.
This kind of struggle did not last long. Clough picked up the extra rope and wrapped it tightly a few times. Floki finally calmed down and huddled in a dark corner, making beastly gasps from time to time.
"What do you think, this feeling..." Clough asked Garen with some fear.
After they woke up from their numbness, they realized the strange atmosphere in the cabin at this moment. They saw through the illusion and saw the real world.
"I...I have heard adults talk about this feeling." Garen seemed to be reminded of some memories. He looked at his trembling hands, "This feeling of the heart being clenched, this feeling of the blood being cold.
Feel."
"This is fear from the heart, awe from the heart, full of sacrifices, offering blood and glory to the gods."
Garen whispered something that Clough couldn't understand. This was what Floki had said to Garen. Garen, like Clough, couldn't understand it at that time, and Floki smiled and said, when Garen
When Long felt that kind of power, he would naturally understand the meaning of these words.
The next moment Garen struggled to get up. He held on to the wall and struggled to stand upright until he could see the outside world through the porthole.
It was a bleak world, with hazy gray fog connecting the sky and the sea, blocking every confused soul like a city wall.
"We... have entered the divine realm."
Garen said softly.
…
"Notar, how is the situation?"
Shrike walked into the command room tiredly. In order to prevent monsters lurking on the ship, he had just led a team to search the entire Morning Glory Advance. The good news was that there were no monsters on the ship, and even if there were, they were turned into corpses. The bad news was that there were no monsters on the ship.
The damage to the hull was more serious than they expected.
"It's okay. We are out of the enemy's range, but it will take some time to get rid of them."
Notar said, wrapping his coat tightly around him.
The temperature in the command room is very low. It was also affected during the fierce battle. The glass was broken and the cold wind rolled inside. The soldiers repaired this place not long ago, but it was just a simple repair, and there was still leakage in the gaps.
The wind makes people shiver uncontrollably.
"Has the impact of erosion not weakened yet?" Notal asked again. "The Geiger counter keeps beeping. It's really noisy."
"I don't know, but it's normal. This kind of thing will remain for a while."
Shrike walked to the table, which contained pinned charts and other information. He looked at them very tiredly.
He first went to the Casino with Lorenzo, then went to kidnap Floki, and then there was this fierce naval battle, for which Shrike even wore the Armor of Original Sin.
After not sleeping all night, I was eroded again, and then I took a few shots of Florund's potion. Now the potion's efficacy is gradually fading, and my tired spirit is gradually exposed.
The whites of Shrike's eyes were bloodshot and his mental state was very bad. He needed to rest, but the crisis was not over yet and he could not stop yet.
"erosion……"
He whispered, and then looked at the affected instrument panel. The readings were still inaccurate, the needles were shaking back and forth, and the compass was spinning wildly. No one knew the direction they were in.
What happened in front of him made Shrike seem to remember something, but his spirit was really tired, and for a while he just couldn't remember his vague memory.
It's just...it's just that Shrike thinks this thing should be very important, very important.
What did it come from?
Shrike looked at the chart on the table. Small red flags were inserted all over the chart along the route of the Dawn Advance. It started along Inverg, went deep into the Viking countries, and turned around at Lingbing Bay.
"Where will we go after we get rid of them? Shrike."
Notar asked, steering the helm and looking at the gray world, not sure where to go.
There was no sun, no stars, just monotonous gray. It seemed that at a certain moment they had entered the world of the dead, wandering on the sea of the dead, with no end in sight.
"after……"
The shrike picked up a small red flag and tried to place it on the chart. He looked at the position of Lingbing Bay, and then analyzed the position of the Morning Glory Advance.
"cliff……"
His voice sounded like he was dreaming. Shrike remembered that the Dawn Advance made a large circle around Lingbing Bay, with the cliff behind it, and then accelerated to escape the enemy's pursuit...
Shrike thought so, sliding his fingers on the chart along with the analysis in his mind, until he touched a blank space.
There are no markers, nothing is drawn on it, just plain blank space.
It is really too mysterious, and only Floki roughly knows its scope, so its location is not very clear on most charts, but what is certain is that it is in the north, more distant
to the north, the north after crossing Lingbing Bay.
The sleepiness and confusion in Shrike's eyes disappeared, and what appeared instead were the pupils of his eyes that had tightened again, filled with fear and panic. He could clearly feel that at this moment, the beating of his heart became a little more intense.
The hot blood is transported throughout the body to dispel the freezing cold.
"Notal, don't you think these Geiger counters have been beeping for too long?" Shrike murmured.
"It's normal. We have just been attacked by demons, so there will always be residual erosion."
Notal was still affected. In order to explain this abnormal reality, his mind naturally revised his cognition and distorted reality so that Notal felt that the logic of reality had not been broken.
"No... erosion is also divided into strong and weak levels. Don't you think the frequency of these sirens is too consistent? The Morning Glory Advance is so huge, there will always be areas that are slightly affected. How can it be so consistent?"
Listening to Shrike's words, the vanity in Notar's eyes gradually dissipated, and he responded.
"Unless there is an extremely large source of pollution that directly covers all of us."
"I should have remembered it earlier, I shouldn't have forgotten it."
Shrike looked at the blank area on the chart and said angrily that he was too tired and these complex factors led to his negligence.
"We've arrived."
Shrike's words were interrupted, and the door to the command room was suddenly kicked open. Lorenzo rushed in with a nervous look on his face, screaming at Shrike and Notar.
"Sea of Silence! This is the Sea of Silence!"
In front of this silent sea, the Dawn Advance seemed so small. It moved forward slowly. Facing this gray and dead world, it had no way of turning back.