Deep Sea Embers

In the small mirror that was carried with her, Martha appeared from a cloud of black mist, and her voice broke into Lawrence's ears: "Did you see the lights in the distance?"

"I see," Lawrence nodded, and at the same time looked up at the incredible scene in front of him-a large black phantom floating on the sea surface, vaguely resembling the outline of a city-state, but could not see any details in it, and between the water surface The brightly lit port wharf and various buildings on the edge of the city-state are reflected below, while the White Oak is gradually approaching the opposite light and shadow under the condition of no one controlling it, and countless shadowy ships are floating on the distant sea. Floating on the ground, as if caught in a fierce battle, in this confused vision of light and shadow, virtual and real, he even felt that he was unreal, "It's really an unimaginable scene... It turns out that observing the world from the side of the mirror image is actually like this appearance……"

"Light and shadow are reversed in your field of vision, but they are normal scenery in my eyes-but soon, everything will be reversed again," Martha said with a smile on her face, "Go get ready , I will be docking soon. The location is an abandoned trestle bridge at the southern corner of Donggang Wharf. I will try to get the boat as close to a sewer inspection port as possible. Take your mirror and I will guide you all the way to the second waterway. "

"Then...the other fakes will react, right?" Lawrence still couldn't help worrying, "If you really can't beat it, you can retreat first with the White Oak and the Black Oak. At our current speed, those Fakes are definitely unstoppable."

Martha rolled her eyes: "Of course, I'm not stupid - my mission is just to send you here and delay the time a little bit, but I don't intend to rely on two twin ghost ships to kill the entire Mirror Frost fleet, they But it can’t be killed cleanly.”

Lawrence nodded and turned to look behind him.

Anomaly 077 is squatting on the deck, fiddling with a rope that he didn't know where to find, and raising his head from time to time to observe the chimney and flagpole of the White Oak, looking quite troubled.

"Isn't it popular in your time to hang sailors who have made mistakes on the mast?" the mummy muttered suspiciously.

"Are you still thinking about your noose?" Lawrence raised his eyebrows immediately, and said in a bad tone, "Put down the rope and go to the first officer to get a machete and guns and ammunition. We are ready to go ashore."

"I used to put it on my neck and I fell asleep. Why didn't it work..." Anomaly 077 was still muttering in confusion, and then suddenly realized, "Ah? Go ashore?! You still have to take it with you this time. I?"

"It's very appropriate for the abnormalities of the evil sect to deal with the city-states of the evil sect," Lawrence said with a serious face. "We are going to enter the depths of the frost through the second waterway—don't waste time, go get your weapons."

The sailor was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and got up immediately: "Yes, captain!"

The White Oak gradually approached the darkness where reality was reversed, and approached the lights reflected in the sea. An elite and powerful marine team had gathered behind Lawrence.

The first mate, Gus, was not in the team, but was arranged by Lawrence to stay on board.

The old captain made the arrangements with a serious face: "There will be a fierce battle afterwards, and all the fake warships near the port will react and attack the White Oak and Black Oak. You have to stay on board to command the battle-- as long as possible Time, if you can't wait, retreat with Martha."

"I understand," Gus nodded, but he still glanced at the "sailor" who was fiddling with his new weapon behind Lawrence, "but... is he really reliable?"

Lawrence glanced back, abnormality 077-sailor just raised his head, the mummy had a machete on his waist, but threw the rifle and bullet bag in his hand to the wooden barrel beside him, muttering: " I can just carry a machete, I don't know how to use this thing."

"You can do whatever you want, if you think a scimitar is enough for you to deal with the second waterway of the mirror image city-state," Lawrence said casually, "If someone who doesn't know how to use a gun gets a gun, it's really counterproductive."

The sailor thought for a while, but still didn't touch the rifle. Instead, he came to the box where the weapons were stored, took a machete from it and hung it on his belt.

Lawrence didn't say anything, just lowered his head and glanced at his palm.

He slowly exerted force, clenched his fist, and opened it. He adjusted his breathing, and vaguely sketched in his mind the phantom of a ship burning with ghostly flames, with the sails of the spirit body flying high, recalling the burning flames, The feeling of the body being transformed in the flames.

It took him a long time before he saw a faint green color appear in his palm lines, and tiny flames flowed slowly in the lines.

There was a slight vibration from the deck under his feet, and the White Oak started to brake. The hazy darkness outside the ship's side was close at hand, and Martha's voice came from the small mirror on his chest——

"Attention, the ship will dock soon, and then I will reverse the phase again and release the twin projection. You jump onto the pier from the left, then go straight, and I will show the way."

"I'm ready." Lawrence exhaled softly, and slowly came to the side of the ship.

"I'm ready too!" Anomaly 077 followed closely behind the captain, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his hoarse voice, "Go ashore! Fight! The pirates are coming!"

"We are not pirates," Lawrence looked back at the mummy, "we are honorable sailors."

"Dock," Martha's voice came from the mirror almost at the same time, "three, two, one... reverse phase!"

In an instant, the light and shadow change, and the virtual and real are exchanged.

Everything around Lawrence seemed to flicker violently, and then, the reflection in the sea rose, and the darkness in front of him reversed, as if passing through an invisible mirror in an instant, and frosty piers and trestles appeared in front of him, and always The damp and cold feeling lingering around, as if immersed in sea water, also disappeared in an instant!

The next second, he saw a black shadow suddenly appear on the sea beside the White Oak, and the silhouette of the Black Oak quickly emerged from the shadow.

After the light and shadow were reversed, the Black Oak and the White Oak were released from the state of mutual reflection, and instead appeared on the sea in the form of twin battleships, ready to cooperate with their sister ships.

In an instant, lampposts appeared on the pier, police sirens sounded in the streets and alleys in the distance, chaotic wind whimpered and howled in the port, and the sound of warships firing hastily sounded from a distance, like a chaotic thunder.

The reaction came so fast? !

Lawrence was startled, but his reaction was not slow at all. He kicked the rope ladder down and rushed out first: "Let's go!"

A marine team composed of more than a dozen capable sailors rushed to the pier and rushed to the distant intersection along the route suggested by Martha, with Lawrence leading the way.

The cold wind was whistling in my ears, and the sound of sirens and guns in the distance had an intermittent and distorted texture. Under the chaotic and dim sky, Lawrence held the revolver tightly in one hand and the sharp sword in the other, and ran wildly in this ghostly city-state with distorted mirror images. , Martha’s voice kept coming——

"At the intersection ahead, turn left, bypass the sentry box...go straight, take the alley on the right, the entrance is at the end..."

Behind them are the hurried and chaotic footsteps of the sailors, in their hands are trustworthy weapons, and next to their ears are the voices of lovers cooperating seamlessly.

Lawrence ran faster and faster. In a trance, he seemed to feel that the old age and exhaustion accumulated over the past few decades had gone away from this body. He felt that his heart was beating like a young man, and his blood vessels were rushing with youth and vitality. The same blood—that wanton high-spirited years came back to his mind.

Back, all back.

He stepped forward, swinging his arms, and faint green flames appeared behind him like phantoms, and beside him, behind him, green flames began to emerge from the sailors, flesh and blood reflected in the flames A ghostly, unreal texture.

Anomaly 077 A voice like howling ghosts and wolves sounded from the side: "Captain! I'm afraid!"

"If you're afraid, get closer to the team!" Lawrence grinned, with inexplicable joy in his voice, "This city can't stop us!"

Abnormality 077 ran forward with Lawrence while continuing to howl: "I'm afraid of you!"

"Then you just try to get used to it—I'm not retiring, so don't even think about it!"

Lawrence said loudly happily that he didn't mind at all that his voice would reveal the whereabouts of the team, and he didn't worry that this act of running carelessly on the street would attract the "guards" of the city-state.

Because from the very beginning, it was impossible to "infiltrate" - the moment the uninvited guest stepped into the mirrored city, the living city had already reacted.

Fog slowly filled the street, and in the eerie and dim mist, something indistinct emerged from it.

"It's foggy in the street!" he cried. "Martha, is this normal?"

"Fog is a sign of criticality, and the mirror in the fog is the most difficult to distinguish between reality and reality—go ahead, don't care about these fogs that permeate from the real world, just ahead."

"good!"

Lawrence responded loudly, leading the sailors to rush towards the mist, and in the mist, one after another wobbled and distorted figures stood up, they had deformed bodies, the wrong number of eyes, they roared and murmured in the mist, shaking Walked staggeringly.

Lawrence raised the muzzle of his gun, but before he and the sailors fired, a series of dense gunshots sounded from the other side of the fog.

A spider-like steam walker suddenly appeared in the fog. The heavily armed city guard soldiers built a barricade around the walker. The rifles in the hands of the soldiers and the turret placed on the top of the steam walker spewed out flames, instantly killing The monsters in the fog were torn to shreds.

Lawrence ran past the edge of the battle area. He looked at the city guards who suddenly appeared in astonishment, but the next second, those soldiers and the steam walker disappeared into the thick fog, leaving only a messy pile of rubble.

"Here we are, the entrance to the sewer - there is an elevator at the end of the walk below, leading directly to the second waterway!"