Deep Sea Embers Chapter 395: Mirrors approaching gradually

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On the patrol ship, everyone stared dumbfounded at the huge ship that suddenly rushed out of the thick fog, watching its prow, which was almost twice as tall as the patrol ship, almost brushing the side of the ship, watching As its mottled and rusted hull moved forward slowly, it seemed that old and tattered flags were still hanging above the "Warrior", and those cloth strips that could not see their original appearance were swaying randomly in the night wind, looking like Loose... like a shroud.

The commander of the patrol ship was the first to react.

"Keep turning, speed away!" he yelled, "Don't get caught in that boat's wake!"

It is extremely dangerous to pass by a main battleship at this distance, especially for a patrol ship that is a small ship-the water flow around and behind the big ship will greatly interfere with the course of the small ship. In the swing, any scratch will be fatal.

The steam core started roaring again, and the helmsman had already felt the terrifying impact of the big ship—the patrol ship's hull was swaying to one side, and he had to do his best to stabilize in the irregular sea current Stay on the hull, and speed away from the huge monster that is close at hand.

The helmsman's efforts were on the verge of failure.

The speed of the "Warrior" exceeded expectations, and the turbulent currents around the ship were even more weird, even beyond the experience accumulated by the helmsman over the years - he felt as if there were countless invisible ropes. The bottom of the sea entangled the rudder and bottom of the patrol boat, dragging the small boat viciously close to the old battleship like a ghost ship.

The entire ship begins to make disturbing creaking noises, as if it is being torn apart vigorously by something invisible.

At first, the patrol ship relied on a sudden turn and the engine was fully loaded to gain a little distance, and only lasted for a few breaths, and then the whole ship began to approach the stern of the "Warrior" at a speed visible to the naked eye. The rusted "cliff" "Rapidly zoomed in on everyone's field of vision, and many swaying, terrifying figures that seemed human but not human appeared near the ship's side of the Warrior, overlooking the boat that was about to capsize with a chilling gaze.

"It's about to hit! It's about to hit!"

Someone exclaimed, and the sailors immediately ran to the railing or handrail closest to them, so as to avoid being thrown out of the ship at the moment of impact. The latter disappeared.

The Warrior disappeared, out of plain sight.

Just like a nightmare of waking up, the old main battleship that was covering the sky and the sun just a second ago disappeared in front of the soldiers, leaving only the impression of terror and fear in everyone's eyes. Heart trembling, people on the bridge and deck looked at each other, as if waking up from a big dream, not knowing where they were.

The fog dissipated, and the cold brilliance of the creation of the world sprinkled on the sea surface. The cold sea breeze woke up many people, and there were only undulating waves and ice floes patrolling in the distance on the empty sea.

The commander of the patrol ship slowly let go of the hand holding the railing, came to the porthole, looked at the sea outside, a subordinate walked up to him, and muttered as if talking to himself: "Mass hallucination? Was that a phantom just now?"

"...It's not an illusion," the commander said in a low voice. He raised his hand and pointed to a guardrail outside the porthole, "Did you see it? The guardrail is broken—we just hit it."

"Then where is it now? The previous 'Haiyan, it doesn't seem to be the case...the Haiyan didn't do this until it was completely smashed' disappeared out of thin air, and just now the current around us suddenly changed, The helmsman can't even control the course..."

The commander didn't speak for a while, and after a long time of contemplation, he slowly said: "Perhaps...we just sailed into some kind of gap—it wasn't the ghost ship that suddenly appeared and disappeared, But ourselves."

There was an expression of astonishment and horror on the faces of the subordinates, and then subconsciously looked at the distant sea and the direction of the Frost City-State, before speaking after a few seconds: "Then...we Are you back in the real world now?"

"...Call the Sea Mist and the Frost Island at the same time," the commander pondered briefly, and said quickly, "Based on their responses, we can judge our own status——before we can't determine the situation, don't

Be close to any

What ships appear in the nearby waters. "

"Yes."

"They encountered a battleship that sank forty years ago? Then that battleship suddenly disappeared before it was about to hit it?" In the captain's room of the Seamist, Tirian leaned back on his chair and listened to the Deputy Aiden raised his eyebrows after the report, "Now they are still patrolling the waters—because they are not sure if they have returned to the real world?"

"Yes, the commander of the patrol ship seems to have judged from the various phenomena when they encountered the "Warrior" before that they sailed into an "abnormal sea area", and now they are contacting the Sea Fog Fleet and Frost at the same time, Try to determine if the surrounding environment is real," Aiden nodded, and then shrugged, "I think they may be a little scared and nervous."

"...No, this is the correct caution," Tirian shook his head with a serious expression, "We may not like the current Frost Navy, but we must admit that they have indeed defended the city-state Fifty years—they are not inferior to us in terms of experience in confronting extraordinary visions, and the commander's judgment should be correct."

Listening to the captain's words, the expression on Aiden's face finally became serious: "So...they really sailed into an 'abnormal sea area...that may overlap with the real world' for a short time? And there they met Warrior?"

"Warrior...I still remember that ship, when it was first built, the queen cut the ribbon for it herself," Tirian said with emotion, "Do you remember how it sank? "

"Of course I remember, it was sunk by us after all," First Officer Aiden nodded, "After the ship was controlled by the rebels, it underwent some transformation, and was then sent to destroy our defected fleet. As a result, the first confrontation was sunk in the frosty sea by the ambush you arranged - several rounds of shelling hit the ammunition compartment and the fuel depot successively, and it was almost broken in the middle."

"Yes, broken in half, but the Patrol Ship saw the Warrior as a whole ship," said Tirian, "so it's obvious—a fake like the Petrel."

"Frost has been looking for the source of those 'fakes', because they always seem to 'appear out of thin air...'" Aiden thought about it, "Could it be...a hidden overlapping space?"

"Frost should receive the news soon, and the smart people among them will analyze that possibility. As for us, we don't have to worry about them—we have our own tasks."

"Do you want to report this to the old captain?"

"Of course, he has been waiting for a new message from me," said Tirian, pointing outside, "Go out first, close the door, and don't let anyone in."

"Yes, Captain."

"There is a new report from Tirian."

Frost City, located in the temporary residence on Oak Street, Duncan said to Morris and Vanna who were sitting opposite him.

Beside him, Nina was reading a history book with relish, while Shirley, who had been wandering outside with him until midnight, was already staggering sleepily.

"What's new?" Morris immediately adjusted his sitting posture, "An accident at sea?"

"A Frost patrol ship encountered a naval warship that sank forty years ago in the southwestern waters. One counterfeit, the battleship disappeared in front of the patrol ship out of thin air. Now it is uncertain whether another new counterfeit suddenly appeared on the sea, or the patrol ship sailed into an abnormal sea area parallel to the real world for a short time—— The second possibility is more likely."

"...An abnormal sea area parallel to the real world." Morris analyzed this sentence, his expression gradually became solemn, and he raised his head, "This seems to confirm your discovery tonight..."

"Yes, another frost in the mirror - if all the fakes, even those cultist lairs, are hidden in a 'mirror image~IndoMTL.com~, that would explain the search The source of the pollution can't be found in the whole city," Duncan said slowly, "there is also the 'crow' who went missing and returned out of nowhere, a large number of clones of unknown origin in the city-state, some people

The disappearance... can be explained clearly. "

Morris and Fan Na looked at each other, and they could see the same seriousness in each other's eyes.

"... I can deal with ordinary heretics and demons. No matter how strong the enemy is, I can always mobilize more manpower and firepower to deal with it, but the enemy in the mirror..." Fan Na frowned, looking It looks like a headache, "I can't think of a solution for a while... I can't even think of how those heretics do it."

"If this is also the authority of the Lord Youshen, then obviously his power has not only spread from the deep sea to the surface of the sea, but also spread on a large scale. It's moving." Morris also said.

The two "professionals" seemed to be in distress. Duncan smiled when he saw this: "Actually, I have already cast a fire on the opposite side of the mirror."

Morris & Fanna: "...Huh?"