Deep Sea Embers

In a uniform gray-white background "channel" that seems to fill the entire world, a huge sailing expedition ship is sailing quietly and quickly. It is a phantom with an illusory feeling - the Lost Home. The illusion covered the Brilliant Star, and green flames overflowed and burned on the huge ship. With the help of the "relationship" established by this method, the helmsman of the Lost Home, Anomaly 077, was controlling the ship. Sailing towards the boundless sea.

This seemed to be an extraordinarily long journey home. The even and monotonous gray-white background passage seemed to be endless. There was not even a wisp of wind outside the side of the ship. No matter how long I had been traveling in this passage, the hull of the ship could not be seen. Even if there is not the slightest movement, even if they have experienced more than one such "voyage", everyone still feels unbearable the monotony of this kind of voyage.

As a professional "border exploration ship" and a "mobile fortress" of the Sea Witch, the Brilliant Star's interior contains countless dangerous laboratories and workshops, which is obviously not suitable for playing around inside.

Shirley lay on the railing boredly, looking at the large gray area outside the ship's side, muttering: "When can we arrive? How do I feel? Including when we set off from the beginning, most of the time we were at the border. What’s floating in this grayish white?”

"That's not an illusion," Nina lay on the railing next to Shirley and sighed, "We do spend most of our time floating in this gray and white."

"I miss the captain a little bit." Shirley thought for a while and muttered.

"It hasn't been long since we separated from the captain," Agou's muffled voice came from the deck next to him. He raised his head and glanced at Shirley, "and didn't you mutter yesterday that no one wanted to let you go?" Do you read and write every day?”

"That's not the same thing," Shirley glanced at Agou, "and I still think it's okay, I don't have many words."

Agou buried his head and did not ask Shirley what he "felt".

At this moment, an unusual vibration suddenly came from below the deck, interrupting Nina who was about to speak.

Agou raised his head again in an instant, and the green flames in his eyes jumped rapidly: "Did you two feel it just now? It seems that the deck vibrated."

"Is it coming soon?" Shirley said immediately, and at the same time her eyes were already looking at the end of the gray-white patch ahead - hazy and strange lines seemed to have indeed appeared in the distance, "Hey, it seems that there really is Something appeared!"

Before she finished speaking, another stronger vibration than before suddenly came from the deck. This time, it seemed that the whole ship was shaking. And under the phantom of the Lost Home, many of the Brilliant Star's body There seemed to be vague alarm sounds coming from everywhere!

Shirley immediately confirmed and finally realized that something was wrong with the situation. She and Nina looked at each other and ran towards the bridge at the stern of the ship.

The dark iron chain between the deep demons was tightened instantly. Before Agou could get up, he was pulled into the air by the chain. While jumping in the air, he shouted loudly: "Hey Shirley, slow down! Say hello to me! Don't be so fussy. But Shirley couldn't care less, dragging Agou and running across the entire deck - Nina was one step ahead of her like a leaping fire.

When the two came to the bridge, Lucretia had already arrived here first. Although the sailor who was concentrating on steering was still holding the steering wheel with both hands, there was a nervous look on his face at this moment. Something was clearly wrong.

Nina quickly stepped forward: "Miss Lucretia, what happened?"

"We are exiting the 'channel'," Lucretia said quickly with a solemn expression. "We are exiting early - we have not returned to the boundless sea yet."

Even with Shirley's level of knowledge, after sailing at the border for such a long time, she could tell how serious this was. Her eyes widened in an instant: "Ah?! Damn it, isn't that the end?" If you exit this passage early, you will fall directly into the turbulence, and you may return in a few years?

Lucretia didn't respond. After thinking briefly, she turned to look at the sailor: "How is the situation now? Can it still be controlled?"

"No, the passage is still collapsing, and we are about to withdraw from the route - it seems like there is some huge 'self-mark' interfering with it," the sailor said quickly, "I can only control the hull now. Be stable, be prepared, we are about to exit!"

Almost at the moment Anomaly 077 finished speaking, a shock that was stronger and more sudden than the previous two times swept through the Brilliant Star - it was as if the entire ship had been dropped from a height of more than ten meters in the air. On the sea, amidst the loud noise, even Lucretia almost fell to the ground. At the same time, the even gray-white "channel" seemed to be torn apart by the loud noise and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in the blink of an eye. .

Boundless chaotic fog instantly filled the surroundings, and a flat, mirror-like sea surface appeared outside the ship's side. The Brilliant Star fell into a "sea area" shrouded in fog. It was unable to distinguish its direction, without any markers, and could not determine its position. .

Shirley glanced into the distance in shock, and when she saw the iconic thick fog in the border waters, she suddenly sighed: "Hey,

It's over, it's still at the border as expected

"What's worse is that it's not just at the border, but even six nautical miles away from the border." Lucretia frowned. She observed the flow of fog around her, her tone becoming more serious, "If it's within six nautical miles, , it is also possible to contact the radio signals of the civilized world, or at least have the opportunity to return to the Infinite Sea by 'sailing', but six nautical miles away

The sailor muttered: "This time the 'direction' is completely useless. "

Agatha's hazy and illusory figure appeared on the deck. She already knew the current situation and came to ask about the next arrangements: "Ms. Lucretia, do you want to temporarily remove the projection of the Lost Home?"

"No, keep it going for now," Lucretia thought for a moment and immediately shook her head, "Although it is just a projection, it is the shadow of the Lost Home after all. It can help the Brilliant Star in this strange sea. Is it a big burden on you to provide certain protection?”

"There is no problem on my side," Agatha shook her head. "It will be easy to maintain it for a few more days. But after all, it cannot be maintained indefinitely."

"I understand." Lucretia nodded slightly, and at this moment, she suddenly caught something out of the corner of her eye.

It was in the depths of the thick fog that a fleeting glimmer of light appeared. It seemed to be a ship's light or just an illusory hope?

"There's something over there!" Shirley seemed to have seen it too. She jumped up immediately and pointed excitedly into the distance, "There's something shining!"

‘Lean over there. "Lucrecia put away her hesitation and nodded after weighing it briefly.

Frankly, she wasn't sure if the decision was impulsive.

After all, this is the border, and it is a border beyond the six-mile critical line. There is no shelter provided by the Four Gods Node, and there is no time and space protection brought by the "route". Anything that appears here may be a fatal threat. Even if it's just a breeze, a phantom, a quiet call and a whisper.

When exploring the border, it is very dangerous to approach unknown entities rashly.

But now there seems to be no choice - the Brilliant Star has exited the channel early. The ship has completely lost its way beyond the critical line. The boundless thick fog around it and the broken time stream that may appear at any time are as dangerous as those weird "entities". Even more dangerous.

In this case, the entity appearing in the dense fog may be a "drift" drifting from within six nautical miles. If it comes into contact with it, it may find an entrance back to the Infinite Sea.

The Brilliant Star, covered with the phantom of spiritual fire, slowly adjusted its angle. Under the careful control of the sailor, it began to approach the light that appeared deep in the thick fog almost silently.

As the distance gradually increased, the glimmer of light deep in the thick fog did not disappear, but became more and more real.

Lucretia breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel another nervousness. The light was not an illusion, but an entity. There was indeed something floating in the fog in that direction, but it could not be seen within six sea miles. The “entities” floating in the border waters outside—

What kind of evil thing must it be?

Miss Witch looked back towards the deck.

She hoped that under the protection of the phantom of the Lost Home, coupled with the firepower and various special powers of the Brilliant Star, she could deal with that thing. The important mission assigned by her father had not been completed yet, and she didn't want to end up with something inexplicable on the way home. Lost his life for reasons.

Others also walked out of the cabin and gathered on the back deck. In the few words of Shirley and Nina, they quickly understood the situation and began to nervously look at the line that gradually became clear in the thick fog. light.

Then, as if the thick fog suddenly became thinner, the light and the outline behind it became clear almost instantly.

With the help of the lens group, Morris was the first to see clearly the outline behind the light, and then the expression on his face suddenly became subtle.

That's a ship.

A frontier exploration ship with a distinctive paddle wheel power unit and a ghost half is the Brilliant Star.

The deck fell silent instantly, and after a short delay, many eyes from around finally fell on Lucretia.

"It looks familiar." Shirley muttered.

Lucretia finally recovered from her shock, and she suddenly understood -

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"That was the time when I crossed the critical line of six nautical miles on the Brilliant Star a long time ago."