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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 · Khoa huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
417 Chs

Chapter 295 Departure (Silver Alliance Bonus)

Damn it!

The moment he saw that twisted brilliance, the old guard realized he had carelessly fallen into extreme danger—on this bleak, deep night, an unimagined and unnameable being had knocked on his door, and what was more deadly was that he had lit potent incense a few minutes earlier to extract secrets from the souls of two heretics!

That incense was powerful enough to construct the caster's desired deathbed illusions in the minds of the dead and greatly enhance the caster's own sensory range and mental acuity, which enabled him to discern the breath of the Profound Demons from the most subtle fluctuations in the consciousness of the two heretics—the side effect, however, was that his spirit sight was temporarily heightened, thus leaving him practically defenseless in facing the true nature of that Visitor at this moment.