Sword of Daybreaker

The chaotic magic turbulence and gale waves are like a huge forest, which stirs a vast sea with a horrifying attitude. However, the "forest" always has a boundary in the curtain intertwined by huge waves and a turbulent flow of energy. The powerful shield shattered the waves. It was thrown up by a sudden rising current, and then stumbled on an undulating sea. Finally, it finally reached a calmer sea.

The bright sun and the gentle sea breeze gather together, and welcome this challenger who has broken through all possible dangers.

A sailor climbed out of the hiding place, and then performed flying to the upper deck. He looked at the direction of the stern and saw a gray-black cloud wall moving quickly in sight. The bright sun shone on the Courage On the surrounding sea, this stark contrast is like two worlds.

"... the goddess of magic ..." the sailor murmured, "this is more terrible than the magic turbulence I saw in the mage tower ..."

"We need to recalibrate the course," another sailor also came to the upper deck. He looked up at the clear sky, and a few pale blue shimmering rings suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the "lens", the light of the stars continued to flicker. After a while, the sailor frowned. "Well ... we have indeed deviated from the course, but fortunately not too much ..."

In the Command Room of the Courage, the control mage floating in midair looked at Count Owen Dyson: "Captain, we are recalibrating the course."

Owen Dyson nodded: "The disorderly turbulence on the ocean will return at any time to return to the right direction as soon as possible. The longer we stay in this area, the more dangerous it will be."

The powerful magical energy flows between the various cabins of the ship. Almost all the magical arrays of the ship and the crews stationed there have been operating at the highest efficiency. Due to the damage of a large amount of equipment, even the pilot-made magical engine There was also a serious failure in the previous storm. At this moment, this advanced exploration ship can almost only rely on human navigation, but fortunately, the main body of the hull's amplification law is still intact, and the solid anti-magic shell has also encountered magic turbulence. The casters on the ship were protected at this time, and the ship can still perform the task in a good state. This is the only good news among all the bad news.

"We need to re-evaluate 'disorderly turbulence' in the ocean," after the situation was slightly safer, Owen Dyson could not help but start to reflect on the voyage. He looked to the chief officer aside, his tone was serious, "It's not only simple The combination of storm waves and magic turbulence is so simple. It had no warning before it appeared. This is the most dangerous place. "

"We imitated the relics of the Church of the Storm and created the" Warning Planetarium ", but now it does not seem to work, at least not stably," the chief officer shook his head. "It was after the" Courage "fell into the storm He frantically frantically, but only upsetting. "

Early warning planetarium ...

Count Owen Dyson couldn't help but look at a long table near the porthole. On the long table depicting complex runes, a complex magic device was fixed in the center of the circle. It consists of a core. The ball and a large number of orbits and small **** orbiting the ball look like astronomical instruments used by astrologers to deduce the stars, but the core ball does not symbolize the earth, but is filled with seawater-like blue Wave of light.

This is a "Church of the Storm Church" restored by analysis of ancient relics and technical data. Seven hundred years ago, storm priests used this instrument to warn of changes in the sea environment and find safe routes. As the Tifeng Empire was The headquarters of the former Church of the Storm, the Dyson family and the Church of the Storm are close, so a large number of technical documents related to it are kept in Port Mobius. After paying a certain amount of human and material costs, the scholars of the Empire successfully restored Out of this thing, however, its effect was not satisfactory during this voyage.

"After all, the environment in the laboratory is different from reality. The real ocean is far more complicated than we think. And this magical instrument ... obviously needs the cooperation of storm magic to really work," a shipboard scholar couldn't help it Gently sighed, "The mage's mana can't directly control the magic device ... Where can we find a sane storm priest in this age?"

Owen Dyson didn't answer, just looking at the ship's external scene projected by the magical illusion, with a low tone: "Just to break through the first storm zone near the sea, the Courage was forced to such an extent that it turned out to rely on a shield The solution to forcibly break through the storm with the anti-magic shell is not feasible, at least at this stage we do not have this ability. The only safe way ... still is to find a safe route in the storm. "

"But the safety route changes at any time. The more we go to the distant sea, the more complicated the disordered turbulence and the more difficult it is to control the safety route," said the accompanying scholar. "We currently do not have effective observation or prediction methods."

"Then continue to work in this direction," said Owen Dyson Shen Sheng. "Although the early warning planetarium did not play its due role, it was activated at least after entering the storm zone, which indicates that the storm church Technology is not completely beyond the control of outsiders. The Cecils can turn the druid's alchemy into industrial technology, and the Tifengs have no reason to do similar things. "

The scholar heard this admonition, and his expression became serious: "... you are right."

Owen Dyson sighed slightly and turned to the mage monitoring the ship's condition: "How's the condition of the magic engine?"

"The water ingress and elemental erosion of the machinery compartment have been eliminated, and the maintenance personnel are assessing the condition," the mage floating in midair and surrounded by runes immediately replied, "... the core does not seem to be damaged, but the transmission is in the previous position. Stuck in bumps. If we can dock in safe waters, we have a chance to fix them. "

"Repair the engine as much as possible," said Owen Dyson. "The ship needs the engine's power. Sailors must keep their strength to deal with the danger on the sea."

"It would be nice if we could get Cecil engine technology ..." The first officer next to him couldn't help sighing, "It is said that they have built engines that can run stably on large ships and know how to Make the machine resistant to harsh elemental environments ... "

"They built riverboats, not seaboats," Owen Dyson shook his head. "Of course, their engine technology is indeed more advanced than ours. After all, magical machinery was originally developed from them ... but they It ’s not going to give real good things to Tifeng. "

Just then, the mage who was observing the external situation suddenly called out, "Captain! Land was found ahead!"

"The chart for me!" Owen Dyson immediately said to the chief officer next to him.

The chief officer quickly fetched the chart. This is a newly drawn chart. Most of the contents are from ancient books recorded hundreds of years ago. The former colonial islands of Tifeng offshore were marked on the chart. Between the staggered lines, a bright red line that shimmered and shimmered on the drawing, and at the end of the bright line was a projection of a vivid ship condensed by magic. That was the Courage.

The astrologer in the sailor and the ship's own astrological array jointly confirmed the position of the Courage on the ocean. This position was projected on the bridge in real time by the master who controlled the ship's core, and was placed on a chart with special magic. In the magic environment of the bridge, the Courage was marked on the pale yellow parchment. One of the tasks of Owen Dyson's voyage was to confirm whether the labels on the chart from 700 years ago were still available. Availability and confirmation of the feasibility of this new technology for locating ships at sea.

Considering the risks in this mission, Courage was not too far away from the mainland. The target island it was exploring was also the closest colony point to Tifeng in the past. However, everyone underestimated the danger of the ocean. Said to be an offshore location, the Courage still encountered huge challenges.

Owen Dyson's gaze moved slowly on the magic parchment, and the glimmering boat shook slightly between ancient coordinates, perfectly recreating the current state of Courage, and in front of it, an island Silhouette is emerging from parchment.

"If our route has returned to the right place ... it's Tassos," the Tifeng noble tapped the table with his fist, with a hint of heavyness in his tone of excitement. "We had to give up territory……"

"This is our destination," said the chief officer, "It is said that for hundreds of years after the end of the sailing era, the sons of the storm occupied that island and the surrounding coral reefs ..."

"Those Darks should now be farther from the land, deeper into the ocean in the east," Owen Dyson shook his head slightly, "but maybe there are some traces left by them on Tassos ... It helps us to understand what these crazy cultists have encountered over the years. "

As he said, he looked up and ordered loudly:

"It's safe for the sailors to sail towards the island of Tassos at full speed. The sea near the island is safe, and we can repair the engine and anti-magic shell there!"

...

In the depths of the ocean far from the Loren mainland, a large archipelago is quietly dormant in the waves and breeze.

On the largest island in the archipelago, human-built towns are basking in the sun, and high and low buildings are arranged in an orderly manner. Port facilities, lighthouses, clock towers, and the pyramid-shaped grand temple in the center are watching each other.

But this supposedly prosperous settlement is now shrouded in an extraordinary silence.

The street was empty, the port facilities were unattended, the bell tower and the lighthouse stood lonely in the sea breeze, and the fallen leaves had not been cleaned for many days.

Between the deadly streets, only a few frightened eyes occasionally flickered through the portals of some undiscarded houses. The only residents on the island who hid behind them could not bring much. The home of security feels as if waiting for a doomsday approaching, waiting for the end of fate.

A sea breeze blew across the street and rolled up a few scattered pieces of paper on the street corner. These "paper pieces" exuding the delicate fragrance of seagrass flew up and some were posted on the nearby wall.

Some common things are written on the piece of paper with human universal letters and some kind of wavy, wavy alien text. Among the dirty covers, only a part of the content can be discerned:

"... After research by authoritative scholars, mutation is harmless, please don't panic too much ..."

"The queen has decided to accept humans after the mutation, and we will help you through the difficulties ..."

"Don't rush into a dead end, the deep sea is actually friendly ..."

"Houses with sea views near Sunny Beach can be rented or sold. The first 100 registered Naga can enjoy free down payment ..."

"Limited application for resident status in Antwerpen ..."

"... Haigou City recruits construction workers. The Queen promises to provide vocational training and work arrangements for the deep-dive ascendants free of charge. The high-frequency resonance excavator technology package teaching package will be distributed ..."

These things are invitations from Siren, bewilderment from the deep sea, and terrible mumbles from the indescribable ancient seas.

Beginning a month ago, the Sirens sprinkled these "letters" all over the archipelago with some kind of flying device, and now they are waiting brightly near the island, waiting for the last humans on the island to turn into the terrible deep sea. biological.

At first, the children of the storm still had the power to clear these leaflets and soothe the mind, but now, no healthy residents can stand up and do these things. Instead, more and more people leave the island after the complete transformation, and they have occupied the former residents. More than half.

The rest are just dying before they are completely eroded and transformed by the deep sea.

On the edge of the island, under the calm sea, the phantoms of the water swim briskly, passing through the changing light and shadow formed by the sun.

Sirens are waiting.

Wait patiently.