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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 · ไซไฟ
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545 Chs

Chapter 418: Approaching Midnight

Gunshots roared. Steam mechanisms powered the heavy mechanical spiders as they twisted their bodies. The six-barreled machine guns rotated, spewing angry tongues of fire, sweeping through the monsters that continually emerged from the mist. Every now and then, bullets flew from the dense fog, striking the walker's armor and the sandbags lining the barricaded streets.

Among the monsters were also "soldiers," fully armed troops, and even walkers oozing with black sludge.

As the battle dragged on, these dangerous enemies became more numerous.

"These damn things are replicating us!"

A soldier wearing a breathing mask shouted angrily from behind the barricade, wildly pulling the trigger. His metal armor was already scarred; the power tubing at the joints was damaged and hissing steam gushed from the valves while the insignia of the elite guard of the Frost City-State could be seen on the steam backpack behind him.