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Ashes Of Deep Sea

Duncan Abnomar was transmigrated to a magical world. Most of the lands of the world had sunken, and the surviving humans could only live on islands. Due to an unknown reason, the world was also contaminated and strange phenomena and things would randomly appear. Humans had developed steam gear technology, and the islands were connected through boats. They survived by studying strange phenomena that happened all around the world. However, as the captain of a scary-looking ghost ship, Duncan was facing a huge challenge. "How the heck do I steer this ship?" Highly recommended by experienced editor: MC is transmigrated to a world mostly covered in water and far from civilization. He becomes the captain of the ghost ship, the 'Homeloss'. He steers through the fog and adventures through the broken world and the unknown deep sea. As he discovers the ruins of abandoned civilization, he would also stumble into the war between the strange phenomena and the devil gods. The story takes place in a combination of ocean and Chutly mythology world, a new and interesting background. It’s an attractive story to read due to the author’s sense of humor and mastery over the ambiance of the story. --------------- Another-style introduction: "On that day, a thick fog engulfed everything. On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. On that day, he crossed the dense fog and faced a completely overturned and shattered world – the former order was completely gone, and peculiar phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society. The island city-states and the fleets challenging the sea have become the only lights of civilization left, while the shadows of old days still lurk in the deep sea, waiting to devour this dying world again. But for the new captain, there's only one pressing question – Does anyone know how to sail this damn ship?!"

Yuan Tong · Sci-fi
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624 Chs

Chapter 218: The Survivors

The statue of the Storm Goddess, Gomona, stood quietly in the grand cathedral, as majestic, mysterious, and silent as ever.

It seemed that the veil not only covered the goddess's face but also a certain connection between the mortal world and the deity. For the first time, Fenna realized that she actually had no understanding, and perhaps no comprehension, of the divine being she worshipped.

She had always taken her faith in everything related to storms and deep seas for granted, never questioning it like she did today, never contemplating from a skeptical perspective the relationship between herself and the divine.

Suddenly, Fenna snapped out of her brief reverie, her heart pounding and a cold sweat breaking out on her back.

Thought bred heresy, and the divine was unfathomable.

She couldn't believe that those nearly blasphemous thoughts had originated in her own mind—beginning to question the "actions" of the divine was almost akin to heresy.