Silent Crown Chapter 536: The Sea of No Light
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In the middle of the night, the guard on the edge of the cliff raised the wind lantern in his hand, illuminating the countless iron sand surging. Novel
That is the ocean tide.
Amidst the earth-shaking roar, the thunderclouds revolved and rained a majestic rain. The thick and icy water vapor filled the sea and the sky, filled the lungs, swept away the temperature, and was heavy and breathless.
The torrential rain fell from the sky.
Those countless thumb-sized raindrops burst into the air, but silently merged into the tide of anger. Follow them to wash the coast together.
The ocean has become something inaccessible.
Like a monster.
The tides and ocean waves that are enough to shatter steel are venting their anger frantically.
Under the shroud of faint mist, it seems that an invisible giant is rolling the sea, urging ocean currents, and making the entire ocean turbulent.
Even the reefs that have been washed for thousands of years collapsed into crevices under this terrifying aftermath. When the hurricane was blowing, those tiny crevices made the sound of weeping, hovering between the dark world.
As if shocked, the guard stared at the ocean wave in a daze. After a long time, his eyes became dazed, swaying in the hurricane, losing his center of gravity, and falling into the pitch black dancing under the cliff.
It wasn't until the last moment that the bitter cold of death made him react and screamed hoarsely.
Behind him, a hand stretched out, grabbed his back collar, and pulled back.
The guard who fell forward was pulled back, and fell into the water pool on the ground. The heavy rain passed through the brim of the hat and splashed on the face, biting and cold, causing dull pain.
The lingering fear of facing death made his face pale, he took a big breath, and looked at his companion sluggishly:
"I...I..."
"You are possessed."
The companion said, "I called you for ten minutes below, and you did not respond. Fortunately, I came to take a look, otherwise..."
Otherwise?
Otherwise, something very bad will happen.
This kind of thing has happened many times in these days, and everyone has tacitly said it, and there is no need to deliberately mention it.
"I just came out to breathe, I didn't expect to..."
The guard screamed, and was pulled up by his companion. The elderly, thin man patted the guard on the shoulder: "Go back first. Just arrived at a batch of food. The cook made some soup and went to drink a bowl while it was hot. I'm holding it here."
The guard nodded, took a step back, and saw his eyes grateful: "Nevin, be careful, yesterday...Lao Guy jumped from here."
"Go, go."
Neven waved his hand, he skillfully spread a water-proof blanket under a raised rock, curled up inside, and hid in this small rain shelter.
Then reached out and took out the windproof lighter from the thick poncho and lit the pipe.
It wasn't until the warm smoke poured into his lungs and dispelled the cold lingering in his chest, he took a breath, his tight body relaxed slightly, and he stared in awe at the one under the cliff that was only two or three away from him. The sea tide of meters, and the dark ocean and sky in the distance.
The pocket watch says that it is twelve o'clock noon.
Go to ****** twelve o'clock.
He spat.
As a member of the fifth department and a special operative who is responsible for dirty work, he has been to various places around the world for more than ten years since he retired from the Navy and he has seen countless bad things. The environment, but never thought that one day Angelu would become such a ghost.
Especially, the cave monastery was originally a holiday resort famous for its pleasant weather, but now, those hotels and roads have been submerged under the dark sea tide, and only the monastery built on the hillside on the hill is barely enough. Keep your integrity.
With the arrival of the fog, Anglo's few land territories in the coastal area have been submerged more than half, and no one knows whether the islands in the depths of the fog are still alive.
According to the emergency regulations of the Fifth Department’s wartime plan, the current Anglo homeland is equivalent to a loss. Except that institutions around the world have begun to enter a period of silence.
Except for the necessary members, all other operatives need to obey the dispatch and quickly gather to the predetermined location. Those who fail to arrive are considered treason.
Now, according to the dispatch of the emergency person in charge in the communication, more than 400 commissioners from all over the world who have experience in monsters and natural disaster operations have arrived.
I have been waiting in the cave monastery for more than a week.
The emergency person in charge has no more news except for a sudden order nine days ago. Although the commissioners staying here still maintain discipline and order, they have begun to faintly become confused.
Everyone who came here was an elite selected by Anglo from all the local people. There are no shortage of musicians and elites with various abilities. Everyone’s nerves are not weak enough to be like a girl. , Yelling when you encounter something.
This time, things are different from before.
In addition to the harsh external environment and unguaranteed supplies, the biggest threat to them... is this ocean.
There has been no light for more than nine days.
In this lightless sea full of weird demons, there seems to be a weird temptation from **** lurking. Over the past few days, more than ten people have disappeared. Four corpses floated back from the sea, already soaked and turned white.
Everyone's mental condition is abnormal, and some of the serious people have been quarantined. It is said that two people have committed suicide.
A man cut his wrist and scribbled with blood before he died. The drawing has been washed away, and no one has seen it except the one who cleaned it. The person in charge of cleaning up gradually became abnormal later and was also isolated.
"******."
Neven spit out again.
He was a little scared.
Angel has become like this now. If you wait any longer, no one knows what will happen.
Obviously it was a storm, it should be deafening, but now there is no sound at all.
Quiet makes people feel hairy.
He is a child of a fisherman's family. When he was young, his father would not let him follow him on the boat, or even let him touch the fishing nets, but drove him to make a living on his own.
Now I finally understand the silent expression my father used to look at the ocean.
The deep sea is like a womb, giving birth to troubles.
"It's terrible."
He sighed and curled up under the blanket, staring into the darkness in the distance, but there was an impulse in his heart... an impulse to walk in and let the darkness melt himself.
This may become a part of something huge, an insignificant part...
Soon, this impulse was smoothed out.
Pontine interruption surgery.
This is one of his few advantages, and hidden spies rarely perform such operations on themselves. It would be inconvenient to divide the memory to prevent the musician from reading and checking his mind, but he never thanked him for his original decision, which allowed him to reluctantly look at this sea of monsters in a calm mood.
In silence, he was smoking a pipe, talking to himself, bowed his head and played Sudoku on his notes, neglecting his duty.
The visibility is less than three meters, the environment is so bad that even the fish can't survive, and the desolate has been forgotten... In this case, what is the point of the sentry?
Just in the silence, he suddenly felt cold water dripping on his head.
He raised his head in astonishment, only to see the rock above his head that sheltered him from the rain trembling, silently, but like an earthquake, the drops of water fell down.
He rolled subconsciously and got up from the water in embarrassment.
Then, fell into a sluggishness.
Following the fluttering light of the wind lantern, he saw for the first time the horrible scene between the dark sea and the sky.
I don't know when, a frantic wolf has been set off on the sea, and the dark clouds are pressed down, like an iron curtain. It's like the world is closing, to completely crush all the dust and ants.
But in the darkness, a high-pitched scream burst out suddenly.
That's the sound of the siren.
The tide is breaking, as if frozen ice has been crushed. In the iron-sand-like wave, ripples spread out, but wherever they passed, there was a sharp reverberation of countless steel collisions.
The harsh sound was torn apart as if it were actually dark.
So the curtain of intertwined layers of heavy rain was torn apart, and the huge steel creation burst out with a terrifying power, forcibly squeezed in from the outside world, and passed through this terrifying sea and sky.
Wherever it passes, the chaotic music theory and the distorted reality rub against each other, and the aftermath of interfering nature leaks, leaving a burning trajectory.
The bow of the ship opened up the waves, and it made the sound of iron and iron friction. It moved forward inch by inch, tearing the ocean tide inch by inch, leaving behind an illusion-like fire light, entrenched in the water vapor, forming a virtual image of flames. .
The iron wheel that had just been launched is now being pushed by the overdrive engine and is advancing at an incredible speed.
Neven sat blankly on the ground, staring at the iron wheel moving forward between the sea and the sky.
The tide stops it, and it breaks the tide.
When the rain stops it, it ignites the rain.
The reef stops it, and it crushes the reef.
Everywhere I went, even the phenomenon was torn and destroyed.
The bow image was already broken, and the steel hull was full of scratches. I didn't know what happened along the way. Even the left hull cracked a big hole, revealing a twisted rib.
It's full of hideousness.
In the deep turbulence, the ship hit the edge of the cliff with a sharp noise.
Immediately afterwards, the searchlight was lit, and the fiery light glowing from the burning mercury was like a monster's eye pupils, shining towards Naiwen's position.
In the dazzling light, nothing can be seen, only the sound of footsteps.
A vague figure came down from the deck~IndoMTL.com~ stepping on the cracked rock and the water on the ground, and finally stopped in front of Nevin, looking down.
The sense of crisis that those eyes brought to Nevin was more terrifying than the dazzling searchlight, making Nevin only feel cold all over his body, and inexplicably fear radiating from his heart.
At that moment, Nevin's body bounced from the ground, and his five fingers stretched across the throat of the visitor. The other hand drew out the dagger from the boot, and pulled it out from the bottom up.
The perfect counterattack.
Immediately afterwards, there was a momentary loss of consciousness.
It was like being run over by a carriage head-on.
When he came back to his senses, he felt severe pain all over his body. Somehow he fell to the ground again, his hands were numb, the dagger had been dropped, and it fell between the five fingers of the visitor, spinning around dexterously, and was thrown away. To the ground.
The visitor sighed.
A ring was thrown into Nevin's arms.
The ring carries the emblem of the royal family, and the inner layer is also engraved with a unique code.
The texture and secret secrets born from the tentacles are all error-free. Although I am not a musician, I cannot read the codes in the etheric fluctuations and the alchemy matrix, but the identity of the comer is beyond doubt.
Neven looked up in astonishment. Under the blazing light, the young man's white hair looked like burning metal, sharp and fierce. Then, he heard a voice.
"Your name?"
"Neven." He answered truthfully: "Neven Taylor."
"Very well, Nevin, calm down."
The visitor stretched out his hand, pulled him up from the ground, and patted his shoulder: "Take a breath, then take my emblem and go to your sir."
He looked at Nevin,
He looked at Nevin, his dark eyes looked like a sea of no light:
"——Tell them, I am here." (To be continued.) la
(Sikushu)