On the boundless sea, two warships carrying curses were running straight towards each other. Around these two large ships, the ocean was agitated by invisible forces, and even the celestial phenomena within a certain range had changed.
.
The cold fog around the Sea Fog spread, and large and small ice floes began to appear out of thin air on the sea surface, and even formed a group of ice floes covering several sea miles, constantly rotating like a whirlpool, and the originally calm sea surface was now turbulent.
Ups and downs, waves stronger than the others were rising continuously, mixed with chaotic cold winds, and the Lost Home was wrapped in layers of green flames, with a rainbow-like momentum that penetrated all the extreme celestial phenomena, and rushed straight towards
The steel battleship in the center of the ice floes.
The Sea Fog is also accelerating, and all its engines are roaring like a dying cry. The rudder is adjusting its angle without anyone controlling it. The whistle of the ship's church keeps sounding, but this sacred sound is like a death knell at this moment -
- The undead sailors stood on the deck, on the gun emplacements, and behind the portholes, watching helplessly as the battleship under their feet rushed towards the burning ghost ship, and Tirian, who was on the bridge, even
The figure on the towering stern of the Lost Home can already be vaguely seen.
He saw the tall man holding the steering wheel, standing on the ship like a rock in the storm, looking at him with an indifferent gaze.
So similar to what he remembered.
Then, the two ships "collided" without any surprise.
The expected devastating impact and disintegration did not come.
In the next minute, the crew of the Sea Mist was fortunate enough to experience the same terrifying and weird "spectacle" as the White Oak - the burning ghost ship rolled over like a mountain, and then the ghost flames rose ragingly.
, in the flames, the boundaries of everything became blurred, the Sea Fog turned into a spirit body, and the crew also turned into a spirit body. This scene was like one phantom crashing into another phantom.
First Mate Aiden stared in horror. He saw the bow and mast of the Lost Home rushing toward him, and then passed him without any mistakes. He briefly broke into the Lost Home.
In a certain cabin, he saw the quaint pillars and the burning lantern that almost rubbed his ears and whizzed away - finally, he saw the towering deck at the stern of the Lost Home and the tall figure standing behind the steering wheel.
Tirian subconsciously took a half step back, but the next second, he puffed up his chest again, as if a certain teaching from his father in childhood was still in his ears——
"Don't retreat, don't bow to the wind and waves!"
So he propped up his head and faced the wind and waves in front of him - his father who was taken away by the subspace and returned to the human world.
Then, they faced each other at a very close distance. The stern structure of the Lost Home broke directly into the bridge, and the position where Duncan stood was only a few steps away from the captain's seat of the Seamist.
At this moment, it seemed that the whole world had become quiet.
A majestic and deep voice reached everyone's ears: "I'm very busy."
Tirian's eyes widened in shock, and he suddenly looked towards the direction where the sound came from.
However, this temporary intersection was over. The two phantoms sailing at full speed only overlapped for a very brief moment. The illusory hull of the Homeless ship passed around the Seamist like a gust of wind. When Tirian reacted again,
He discovered that he and his crew had returned to their physical form.
He suddenly ran to the observation window in the other direction and saw the Lost Home sailing at full speed in the direction of Pland - leaving the Seamist far behind.
The steel battleship stopped little by little on the sea. The invisible force that encouraged the ship faded away. Now it is back in the hands of the helmsman again. The severely damaged engine system was finally successfully shut down with the efforts of the sailors. Stopped, but it seems that starting it again is not a simple matter.
"...What just happened?" Aiden scratched his bare head. The strong first mate looked stunned, "That ship...just left like that? Wasn't it a fight to the death?"
The boatswain said with lingering fear: "...It seems that it had no intention of fighting us to the death from the beginning. It didn't even slow down, and just came over and ran us over..."
"It's so scary, I even felt like my heart was beating again just now..."
The commotion of the crew reached Tirian's ears, but he was not in the mood to listen at all. At this moment, his mind just kept echoing the short sentence just now——
"I am very busy."
That was what my father said - there was no emotion at all, it couldn't be called a "hello" when family members met each other, it was even indifferent as if they were facing a stranger, but it was indeed a clear and sensible sentence that humans can understand. One sentence.
Rather than a wild roar unique to subspace.
"Captain," First Mate Aiden walked over from the side and looked at Tirian who was in silence with some uneasiness, "What should we do next...?"
Tirian woke up from his thoughts and raised his head: "Can the ship still move?"
"It's not good. The engine has stalled now. It will take a while to repair it. Moreover, many people were injured in the battle just now... quite serious injuries, the kind that broke all over the ground. It took a long time to shovel," Ai Deng shook his head, his bright forehead glowing, "But the most incredible thing is that those who were directly hit by the Homeless's artillery were fine. The No. 1 and No. 3 main guns completely disappeared, but the people in the fort were intact. The ground fell into the hole..."
"The people who were shocked by the aftermath were seriously injured, but the people who were directly hit were not killed?" Tirian confirmed in surprise, then frowned, "How could this happen..."
"Maybe... your father didn't kill him?" Aiden glanced at his captain and said cautiously, "Judging from the shelling of the Homeless, it seems that it just wants the Seamist to stop..."
"This is not..." Tirian said subconsciously, but then he closed his mouth. After a few seconds of silence, he shook his head slightly, "Seize the time to restore power to the ship and send a message to Pland at the same time. Let’s just say that we have tried our best to intercept it, but the Homeless Ship is still heading towards the city-state... The rest is left to the huge city-state navy to find a way, we have already tried our best.”
Aiden immediately took the order and left, but after a while, he hurried back: "Captain! We can't contact Plande!"
"Can't make contact?" Tirian frowned, "Is the signal environment disturbed by the battle just now?"
"No, we can still receive the signal from the patrol point in the distant sea, but we can't receive the signal from Pland, all the signals," Aiden said quickly, with a confused expression on his face, "The whole Pland seems to be coming from the radio. It’s like disappearing... This is simply impossible at this distance. Not only can’t be contacted by telegraph, but there’s even no response to the spiritual call from the church!”
"There's no response to the psychic call?!" This time, the expression on Tirian's face changed significantly. At the same time, he thought of the unusual behavior of the Homeless Ship, which rushed towards Pland at full speed at all costs.
, a strong uneasiness finally emerged in his heart, "When was the communication interrupted? Is anyone monitoring the telegraph station?"
"The last call was yesterday. We had a routine briefing with the Pland Port Authority. At that time, communications were still normal," Aiden recalled, speaking quickly, "Captain, what should we do? What else should we do?"
Do you want to return?"
When he said this, he paused and looked a little hesitant: "This matter... this matter has gone beyond the initial plan."
Tirian's face was tense and he didn't speak for several seconds, and finally he took a deep breath.
"Let's go to Pland—after the Seamist is restored, we'll set off."
Aiden was a little surprised, but after a brief moment of surprise, the loyal first mate immediately puffed up his chest and said, "Yes, Captain!"
…
The surrounding turbulent sea gradually returned to calm, leaving only the sound of waves reaching my ears.
The deafening roar of artillery still seemed to be echoing in his mind, causing Duncan to scratch his ears subconsciously - he was obviously not used to the sudden encounter just now.
The goat-headed voice came to his ears: "Just now you accelerated straight towards the Sea Mist. I thought you wanted to say a few words to Tirian. After all... this is a very meaningful 'reunion'
.”
"I did think so at first," Duncan replied casually, "but I suddenly changed my mind."
"Why?"
"...After meeting, I suddenly realized that I didn't know what to say," Duncan said calmly. After having a "showdown" of sorts with Goat Head, he was no longer as cautious as he was at first. "After all, we're not familiar with each other."
"...Okay, you have the final say," the goat head didn't have any objections, "but you'd better think about how to get along with your 'son and daughter'." After all, everyone can survive, and sooner or later you will have to
When I met them, good family relationships have a vital influence on destiny. I think there was one back then...
"Shut up," Duncan interrupted the other party's divergent topic with a familiarity, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, with a strange expression on his face, "Speaking of which, it is a pity that there is one less person on the ship this time."
The goat head hesitated: "There is someone missing? You mean..."
"Alice is not here, she is helping to look after the store in the city-state," Duncan said in a leisurely tone, even with a little joy, "I just suddenly remembered that Tirian had stayed under the Frost Queen for a while, and Ellie
Silk held up the Frost Queen's face - you said it would have been more interesting if Alice was on the ship just now. I guess Tirian will be thinking about it for several days after he returns..."
Goat head: "..."
"Why didn't you say anything? You don't usually talk a lot?"
"I can't comment on your family affairs..." Goat Head replied, "But after hearing what you said, I seem to think this scene is worth looking forward to... How about we go back again and bring Miss Alice this time?"
Bring..."
Of course, Duncan ignored this whimsical suggestion. He just said suddenly after two seconds of silence: "I didn't see it, but you are also a fun person."
"What is Leziren?"
Duncan did not answer the other party. He just suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction on the distant sea.
Just at that moment, he clearly sensed his body in the city-state of Pland on the Lost Home, and even sensed the flames spreading throughout the city-state.
Just as he had expected, after getting close enough, the connection between the Lost Home and Plande... strengthened!