Chapter 129: The Dark Night

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Homeloss set sail at full speed.

In the pale glow cast by the Creation of the World, the semi-translucent sails of the Spiritual Body filled without wind, as if controlled by countless unseen hands, making squeaking and creaking sounds. The complex system of masts and ropes rapidly and sensitively adjusted their angles. Duncan felt the deck beneath his feet slightly sway and tilt, pointing the ship's bow towards a certain direction in the Endless Sea. The sound of tiny waves hitting the hull mingled with the "sensory signals" emanating from Homeloss itself, gently reverberating in the depths of his mind.

For some reason, just as the ship changed its course, Duncan felt as if the atmosphere aboard had subtly transformed. The scenery around remained identical, but…

He seemed to hear the ship let out a satisfied, soft sigh.