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From the city-states of Prand and Rensa to the north, across the “Great Cross Route”, which is busy with merchants, the cold breath is perpetually entrenched in this sea area known as the “Cold Sea”, and in this sea that seems to be eternal Under the action of the mysterious cold air that does not dissipate, the entire Leng Lie Sea has a different appearance from other places.
Here, the sea water presents a deep texture that is distinct from the warm waters, fine floes often appear where the currents meet the islands, and mysterious large icebergs periodically rise from the sea level, turning into temporary The barrier or moving land has become a sign or emergency shelter for some seafarers who seek a living in the cold waters. Various mysterious cold fog, ice wind and phantom light are the unique characteristics of this cold waters. The landscape has brought countless strange legends, so that the two main city-states of Frost and Cold Harbor on this sea area have been dyed with a mysterious color.
But compared to the big icebergs that can be controlled according to the rules and the extraordinary visions that mostly exist only in legends, the captains who seek life in the cold sea most often talk about the iceberg that has been around since half a century ago. The terrifying fleet that has been active to this day, is a real existence but is entangled with countless psychedelic colors-the sea fog fleet led by Tyrian, son of Duncan Abnormar, whose power radiates to one-third of the route of the cold sea.
On the edge of a hidden island blocked by a special sea current and a thick fog barrier, a steel warship with iron gray paint, rigid lines and a towering bow is quietly moored in the dock. Sailors are busy refueling the ship, replenishing fresh water and ammunition.
There must be no one with a little knowledge of the history of the city-state of Aydin standing outside, and I am afraid at first glance that these sailors are still wearing the half-dried Ayden naval uniform under them, and notice our shoulders or chests. Wearing a white logo – in Aiden’s tradition, it was a sign during mourning.
In the captain’s room on the lower deck of the battleship, a woman wearing a white navy cloak is flipping through a document.
The woman is thin, with a low nose bridge, sunken eye sockets, short white hair in a mess, and a white eye patch made of well-known leather on her right eye, which is almost a pirate’s signature eye patch. At that time, my face was more sinister, and the outline between my eyebrows was vaguely similar to this “ghost captain” who made the world feel fearful.
A small parrot with colorful tail feathers is parked under a wooden frame in the distance, and is staring intently at a brass device beside the emaciated woman – this device is a group of precise and simple lenses, distributed around it With a circle of rocker arms and a large lens, and a small crystal ball in the center, it looks extremely luxurious and full of mysterious atmosphere.
The emaciated woman also raised her head: “Polly, he must have touched it. You sent him to the Brilliant Star last month to accompany these puppets and ghosts.”
“Ah, cruel!” the little parrot screamed immediately, shaking the wooden frame, “Ah, cruel! Tyrion is such a cruel captain!”
“…you really should ask which **** taught him that,” Tirian Abnomar frowned, “could he say something else?
The little parrot flapped its wings triumphantly: “Purley learned it! Pelley learned it!”
Tirian rubbed his forehead: “Damn, I haven’t said that yet…”
There was a sudden knock on the door from the side, interrupting the communication between Tirian and the parrot.
“Get back,” Tirian said, turning his head.
The small door of the captain’s room opened, and a lowly bald woman stepped back.
My skin is pale, like a long-dead corpse, and there is an eternal clear haze in my eyes, and the faint smell of the sea permeates it, mixed with a kind of… .
A living corpse, a corpse stranded in the world.
Tirion looked at the “living dead” who walked out of the room: “It’s cold, how much less fuel?”
“It’s about to start, Captain,” the lowly bald woman called Lengjie lowered her head slightly, my voice was hoarse, and there was no faint hot white mist escaping from her nose and mouth. ” The boiler is not precooling yet.”
“Very good,” Tirian nodded slightly, “Isn’t there any movement here in Regang?”
“Quiet like a stone,” said a cold tone with a hint of respect, “We dare to offend your territory–even if only one
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The half-sea fog fleet remains in the Frost Sea, and these cowards have the courage to not cross the route. “
“We are stupid, and we can accurately calculate the gains and losses between interests, not half a century later,” Tirian laughed. “Let’s prepare now, and you will leave on time.”
“Yes, Captain.”
The little deputy who exuded the icy death breath pushed the door and left the room, and Tirian’s eyes gradually retracted.
My little mate is a “living dead”, and in fact, all the members of the entire Sea Mist Fleet, except for my “longevity”, are all “living people” between the living and the dead. dead”.
My loyal officers, who have not yet served dutifully in that fleet for half a century.
In a sense, my own guy who was able to die due to the curse of the warp was actually different from his own crew.
Tirion shook his head, and just then, the brass contraption by my hand suddenly made a mechanical sound – I followed the sound and saw that these simple arms and lenses were slowing down Move the combination, and focus on the crystal ball in the center of the installation according to a certain rule. In the last second, the crystal ball emits a slight brilliance, and an unblurred image emerges from it.
A heavy-aged man with long straight white hair, wearing a white silk skirt, with a hint of heat and mystery in his rough features, appeared in the crystal ball. In front of the man, he could not I could vaguely see many magical organs that were running automatically, as well as the brilliance of phosphorous fire floating in the air.
“Lucrecia,” Tirian glanced at the man in the crystal ball and nodded slightly, “I really thought he would remember to send a greeting to his brother after his expedition.
The aged man in the crystal ball was about to speak, but was taken aback before hearing Tyrian’s words: “He’s leaving today?”
Tirian frowned, “…Did you send greetings because you were leaving today?!”
“Yes,” the man in the crystal ball with a mysterious color like a mage shook his head calmly, “your deep-sea detection device blew up.”
The corner of Tirian’s mouth twitched, and then he heard his sister continue: “Everything else is easy to repair, and the core crystal lens can be replaced.”
Tirion’s expression continued.
“He doesn’t have any new ones? You can exchange them for border minerals and samples.”
“…There are only two city-states that can produce the spirit world lenses that meet his accuracy requirements. The main trading channel is controlled by the School of Truth, and the number that can flow into it is very, very, very… unlimited,” Tirian finally endured. Zhan sighed, “It’s only been two months since the next time he broke his detection device…”
“You found a very boring sample, which may have floated down from the deep sea.” Lucrecia said.
“…The samples of the deep sea are also fine, although these things can indeed be sold to the School of Truth…”
“You also collected apparitions from before the border collapsed.”
“That’s it…” Tirian covered his forehead with a headache, “mainly because you really know where to find him a new set of lenses now…”
Lucrecia thought for a while: “Robbery?”
“You can always rely on robbery,” Tirian sighed, “The Sea Mist Fleet is preparing for regular operation, and now you mainly rely on protection fees…
“Oh, that’s it,” Lucrecia finally shrugged, the second half of your sentence made Tirian relieved, but the first half of the sentence made the famous pirate chief follow him. He got up and said, “You will ask again tomorrow.”
“He… Forget it, you might stop his exploration plan,” Tirian finally sighed helplessly (I really know how much he sighed in just a few minutes), “Tell me about him. You’re honorable, little explorer sister…he wandered the frontiers of the civilized world all day, did he ever really find the signs that your world was heading for the end?”
“You can hear him joking~IndoMTL.com~brother,” Lucrecia said with an expression on her face, “he’s always been dismissive of your urgency, never even really cared. What you found at the frontier, you can understand that he is looking at more practical things, so you are more grateful that he still provides you with the best help in the situation of understanding, but he also wants to
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Forget, your father… the warning I gave. “
…Is your world just a smoldering ember…” Tirian leaned under his chair and said with a sigh, “You still know what I’m here for now. God saw something, but there was no obvious fact, I wasn’t crazy when I gave that warning – and he was repeating what I did back then, even trying to uncover in the process what caused me Crazy truth. “
Tirion shook his head and looked straight at the figure in the crystal ball: “Lucrecia, it wouldn’t be exciting enough without a ship in that world.
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