Deep Sea Embers

Chapter 777 Cold Night

Under the dim oil lamp, Heidi gently put down the piece of paper containing the news from afar. The living room was very quiet, with the warm color of the light and her mother's gentle eyes accompanying her.

She knew about the voyage plan of the Lost Home - her father would always write back, and the latest letter mentioned many things related to the border. She knew that the captain was going to carry out a great voyage, and she knew that she Her father was going to set off with the captain to a distant border - but when she actually learned the news from sources inside the city-state, she still had a... different feeling in her heart.

It was as if something that had only been a vague concept suddenly became real. She looked at the short words and suddenly realized - ah, they had really set off.

Her father, her best friend, set off in this long night to the end of the world.

"They will be fine," her mother's voice came from the side, waking Heidi up from her daze. The old woman's tone was calm, just like the night she comforted her in the storm many years ago, "Don't worry so much, Heidi." "

Heidi turned her head blankly: "Because...that powerful captain?"

"Because your father - he always comes back safely," your mother smiled gently, as if deep in memories, "He did many bold things, more than you can imagine, but he always came back in the end. Go home and tell me about those incredible experiences... He will also come back this time, bringing with him knowledge of the end of the world, and you will hear an incredible story from him, just like me."

Heidi listened quietly. After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke softly: "Father, and Vanna... they are doing a great thing, right?"

"Yes, it's great - going far is always a great thing."

"Then what should I do now?"

"You should put on a warm coat now and go out to the meeting place to share the latest news with our neighbors who are still waiting for news about generators and food supplies," the mother said slowly Said slowly, "Go and tell those ordinary people who cannot read, let them feel at ease, eliminate the tension and fear spreading among the crowd, let people not be overwhelmed by the night, and fight against this long night - fulfill your role in The oath you made in the academy, and when you come back safely, I will cook your favorite mushroom and vegetable soup.”

The mother slowly stood up, put down her sewing, and stepped forward to arrange her daughter's hair: "Heidi, these are also great things."

Feeling her mother's fingers stroking the ends of her hair, Heidi nodded slightly after hesitating. Her eyes scanned the "newspaper" on the table and once again imprinted the news in her mind.

In the far northern sea, a uniform and thin layer of pale golden "sunshine" is gently covering the sea under the night sky. A huge luminous geometric body floats on the boundless sea like a hill made of crystal, covered in sunlight. In the edge area, large and small warships were slowly patrolling in the night, like hungry fish swimming next to the food.

Solena, who came from Cold Harbor, stood on the bridge with a gloomy expression, looking through the wide portholes at the sea filled with thin sunlight in front of him, and at the end of the sea, he could vaguely see two small fast ships. The silhouette of the ship was passing in front of the fleet - like a cautious and tentative tentacle, not too close, but showing its presence appropriately.

Those were the battleships of the Morpheus Navy, and they were testing the boundaries of the Cold Harbor Navy.

Several other warships flying black flags were slowly cruising near the Cold Harbor Navy and the Morpheus Navy. Their black flags fluttered high in the thin "sunlight", and the triangular "Death's Door" emblem on the flags appeared in the telescope. faintly discernible.

The main guns of the battleships have been stripped of their gun jackets - all battleships.

The priests on the church battleship must also be feeling very anxious at the moment - this thought suddenly came to Solenna's mind, and with it, he felt a little fleeting guilt.

This little bit of guilt quickly disappeared into iron-clad determination.

The communication seat next to it received an external radio signal at this moment. After a moment, the communication soldier looked up at Solenna: "Commander, there is contact from the 'Mourner'. They hope that we will contact the Morpheus Navy." The forwards retreated five nautical miles each to withdraw from the danger range."

"Tell them again to let the other side retreat first," Solena said without hesitation, "and once again emphasize to them that Cold Harbor needs that 'sunshine' now - this is not a discussion, this is a notice, a result , a fact that must be achieved, no matter what, the Cold Harbor Navy will never leave this area before this goal is achieved. "

A chill filled the bridge, and the cold wind seemed to seep into the hatch and flow slowly around.

The communications officer immediately took the order, but just as he was about to respond to the church warship as the flagship of the "Mediation Fleet", another signal was connected to the public channel of the radio.

"...Commander, this is Morpheus's contact."

Solena frowned, and after a moment or two of silence, he walked directly to the communication seat, reached out and pressed the receiver to his ear.

A familiar middle-aged man's voice came into his ears: "Solenna, I know you will listen personally - listen, I know the situation in Cold Harbor, but now Morpheus's situation is worse, something is going on. Trying to land on our coast, our blocking forces have repelled them many times, but they still keep emerging from the sea... We need sunlight, even if it is to temporarily curb the 'mutation' in the surrounding sea..."

"The Overlook Sea Cliff disappeared twelve hours ago," Solena said calmly, "as if it had been cut from the island by a sharp knife."

There was a sudden silence on the radio.

"Cold Harbor needs sunshine - our city is gradually disappearing into the night," Solenna said slowly. He felt that his blood seemed to be gradually getting colder, as if there was a slight cold wind lingering on the bridge, but he He no longer cared about this subtle change, "Huo Bo, we have known each other for many years, you know what will happen next."

There was silence on the other side of the radio for a long time, and finally a roar came: "Your nephew is still in Morpheus! He is also a member of the Coast Guard!"

"...The people of Coldharbour will remember him."

Solena took off the receiver and slammed it down on the radio's hook.

In the coldness, he slowly exhaled and looked up at his subordinates who were waiting for orders.

"...Don't accidentally damage the church's warships," he said calmly. "Prioritize salvoing on the Harp. Their command center should be on that ship."

"yes!"

The naval officers on the bridge immediately took the order, and then the operator began to perform the predetermined process - but the next second, a short exclamation interrupted everyone's busyness.

A sailor who touched the control handle was instantly frostbitten. His hand was frozen to the metal rod of the handle almost instantly, and a small piece of frozen flesh was torn off in panic.

And until this moment, everyone seemed to realize the cold that had already penetrated the entire bridge - their minds were struggling in a semi-frozen state, and the terrible cold almost penetrated everyone's heart. Skin, flesh and bones, and a layer of freezing mist mixed with ice crystals emerged from the air in all directions. In the blink of an eye, almost all the instruments and control equipment on the bridge were covered with a thin layer of ice!

Solenna finally reacted. He immediately ran to his captain's seat, preparing to sound the alarm for the entire fleet - but as soon as he took two steps, a skinny but steel-hard arm blocked his way.

Cold fog condensed with tiny ice crystals filled the surrounding area, and a mutilated "corpse" stood in front of him. The "corpse" was wearing the uniform of the Frost Navy, but there was no connection between the upper body and the lower body - As if being hit in two by a cannonball, he slowly tilted his head in the direction of Solenna, and a smile slowly appeared on his skull-like face: "Good afternoon, sir, you need to calm down..."

Solena stood stiffly next to the captain's seat, his eyes slowly turning to the side. He saw one "corpse" after another emerging from the ubiquitous cold fog, and controlled the door of his subordinates. ——While breathing, the undead have occupied the bridge.

And out of the corner of his eye, he saw large swaths of white mist suddenly surging on the sea not far away.

Cold fog condensed on the sea, and solid ice covered the sea area where the two sides were confronting each other in almost the blink of an eye. And among the glaciers that were constantly rising, breaking, and gathering like living creatures, there was a huge warship and large and small warships. More than a dozen ships emerged from the sea like ghosts reflected in ice crystals. The cold water fell like waterfalls from the sides of the warships, and the forest of gun muzzles on their decks rotated, pointing towards the sea. of every ship.

The sound of creaking metal twisting and deforming reached Solenna's ears.

He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

A nearby metal wall was twisting and deforming, and the center of the steel plate seemed to be melting, showing incredible fluidity. Then the flowing parts accumulated and turned into a cold face with a one-eyed patch.

"Solenna, long time no see."

"Captain Tirian... or should I call you His Excellency the Archon?" Solena tensed up. While paying attention to the movement on the nearby sea with the corner of his eye, he spoke in a low voice, "... This is really a momentum. vast."

"When dealing with various city-state navies, I rarely go all out - because in most cases I don't want to make things too tense," the steely face said, "But it seems... the atmosphere here today is already very tense. Stiff."

Solena did not speak. In a few seconds of silence, he was paying attention to the situation in the direction of Morpheus's navy.

There was no movement at all - obviously, the undead people had also taken control of the opposite flagship.