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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
417 Chs

Chapter 344: Intercepting

"Sink it,"

Agatha's eyes were firmly fixed on the vessel that was continuously approaching on the sea surface, her tone cold and hard as ice.

A junior officer beside her appeared somewhat taken aback, as if unable to believe his own ears, "What did you say?"

"Sink it," Agatha didn't respond to the junior officer but instead turned her head to Colonel Lister and repeated, "That is the 'Assailants,' a massive source of contamination—I don't know what exactly it is, but that is certainly not the Sea Swallow."

She paused, the knuckles gripping her cane turning slightly white, "I am responsible for this decision."

Lister said nothing. His facial muscles were taut, and he stood in the cold wind like a frozen statue for a long time until the horn sounded again in the distance. This time the sound was clearer and louder, as if carrying an unsettling urgency, prompting him to finally break the silence, "Ma'am, are you sure your information is reliable?"