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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
590 Chs

Chapter 367: The Remaining Shelter

The eyes were filled with blood, swirled with uncontrollable madness and fear. Although the gatekeeper's words had soothed the woman's spirit and roused her from the brink of collapse, they couldn't completely smooth over the lingering shadows of fear in her mind.

Agatha had seen this look many times before, so she simply calmly met the woman's gaze. Once she had further calmed the woman, she spoke, "The 'he' you mentioned, you're referring to your husband, right? He has returned home—but you know, he died several years ago."

The woman's shoulders shook violently, she lowered her head, grabbing her own hair as if afraid to maintain eye contact with Agatha, merely repeating over and over, "He came back... he came back... but I know that wasn't him..."

"How did you kill 'it'?" Agatha frowned and asked, "Do you remember the details of what happened?"