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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 48 Vigilance

In front of the sacred effigy of Gomona, the Storm Goddess, the blessed candle burned tranquilly, supplemented by the Sky Light that cast down from the dome above, enveloping the City-State Bishop in his pitch-black robes as if he were bathing in divine grace.

Thus it was in this light that Bishop Valentin lifted his head, serenely gazing into Vanna's steadfast grey eyes. His words seemed to carry a form magic. Faintly, Vanna heard the soothing sound of ocean waves surging in her mind, followed by a thunderous clamor—the power of the goddess, with aid from an external force, finally broke through the veil and exploded at the depths of her heart.

Suddenly, Vanna took a deep breath, as if she'd surfaced from drowning in deep waters, returning abruptly to land. Her chest heaved violently; her heart hammered. The omnipresent gaze of the deities felt crushing her, and in her semi-stupor, she heard Valentin's voice continue to reach her ears: