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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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621 Chs

Chapter 222: Wavering

As always, Fenna calmed her spirit and silently recited the sacred passages from "The Storm Codex." Then she took a partially burnt carved wax candle from the drawer beside her, placed it by her side, and lit the candlestick.

A bright, tiny flame danced on the top of the candle, and a calming fragrance slowly diffused as the essential oil evaporated. Fenna took a gentle breath, then without hesitation, she drew the dagger across her arm.

Blood seeped into the fine lines of the dagger as if absorbed by it, and a brief pain shot through her arm—a pain that didn't even last a few seconds before it turned into a faint itchiness of the wound healing.

Fenna could even hear the faint sounds of cells regenerating and blood clotting; she watched as the cut on her arm rapidly healed, and the gentle sound of the waves seemed to come faintly from her ears.