Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 712 Fanna’s “fame”

In the mist, three small boats docked quietly at the end of a gentle ramp in the corner of the harbor.

Duncan was the first to set foot on this strange island called the "Holy Land" by the Annihilation cultists.

There was silence all around, and there was a hint of coldness in the floating mist. The man-made buildings scattered high and low inside the port looked hazy due to the mist. The boundaries of the buildings and the distant terrain seemed to merge together, and the outlines were blurred. A few dim lights shine through the fog in the distance, but they don't seem to bring anyone a sense of peace of mind at all.

"There's no movement at all..." Shirley felt the chill in the mist. She subconsciously crossed her arms and rubbed them together. She muttered and looked around, "Agou, do you smell the 'human smell'?"

"There is no smell of living people, only a little bit of the smell of the dead, mixed with the rich and deep breath," Agou muttered, carefully sensing the surrounding environment, and the bloody glimmer flickered in its empty eyes. , "...the feeling of 'hometown' is becoming more and more obvious, not only in the smell, but even in the 'atmosphere'... it's a bit like it."

It raised its head and looked at the interior of the island shrouded in mist with its empty eyes. Its tone was a little confused: "There are many things here that are similar to my 'home', but... not so similar, I can't say." Come feel this way.”

"Agou, is this the environment in your hometown?" Shirley's focus was obviously in another direction, "Then your living environment is quite poor. No wonder the deep demons in your hometown usually only eat each other. Can chew stones..."

"I don't like the atmosphere of this place," Fanna frowned tightly and whispered while alerting her surroundings, "This place always reminds me of the Frost City-State at that time..."

Shirley waved her hand: "We all know the fog, the silent streets, the crawling mud, and the sudden appearance of element replicas, right..."

Duncan didn't pay attention to the conversation around him. After confirming that there was not even a living person around, he waved to the Marines who were getting off the two small boats, motioning for everyone to follow, and at the same time stepped towards those Marines. Walking through the dim light glowing dimly in the mist.

The surrounding atmosphere was strange and disturbing, which made everyone more vigilant. Before that, everyone had imagined the dangers in this lair called the "Holy Land" by the Annihilation cultists. They had imagined There may be thousands of ferocious armed pagans here. I have imagined that there may be countless traps and flesh and blood monsters created by devil worshipers. I have even imagined that the Annihilation Order has secretly built a powerful fleet that will be here. This fog gave the exploration team a head-on blow...

However, a "ghost island" without any breath of life is not in any of the scenarios.

Fanna reached out and took out her alloy giant sword from behind, holding it tightly in her hand - she had enough time to prepare for this exploration operation, and she no longer had to use ice-condensed swords as she did in previous hasty situations. The giant sword is here to help.

Holding a familiar "combat partner" in her hands made her feel more at ease.

Footsteps approached, and a young lady wearing close-fitting armor similar to the light armor worn by Vanna and carrying a big sword on her back came over.

Fanna still remembered that the other party was the leading priest sent from the "Tide" and the leader of the eleven marines.

Under her curious and somewhat doubtful gaze, the young Priestess carrying a big sword came to her side and whispered in an excited tone as she walked: "You are Her Excellency Vanna Wayne, right? From The legendary inquisitor of Pland, the most powerful in history..."

"...Legendary Judge? I don't know when I got such a name," Vanna frowned, seeming a little embarrassed, "But I am indeed Vanna Wayne. What do you want from me?"

"I... my name is Amber," Priestess said quickly, "I have heard of many of your deeds... For example, you jumped from the cliff and killed the descendants of the evil god who invaded the city-state. For example, you jumped from the cathedral to You jumped off the roof of the house, killed the cultists who were trying to destroy the church, and you jumped off the sea cliff lighthouse..."

Fanna felt a little unbearable before the other party finished speaking, and hurriedly waved her hands: "Stop, I don't have that many records of killing with one jump - the legends are often exaggerated."

"You...you are very humble," Amber laughed, and then pointed to the big sword on his back - that sword was already more than one size larger than the standard steel swords used by most deep sea priests. , but it is still far behind the alloy giant sword in Fanna's hand. "I am also trying to learn your fighting style. My instructor said that it is the oldest but most practical killing technique in Storm Swordsmanship... Of course , there must be a big gap with you now..."

Fanna opened her mouth and managed to hold back a sentence: "Ah, um... come on."

"I'm still working hard," Amber nodded vigorously, then hesitated and asked, "But...how can I have power like you? I have heard many stories about your battles...You are Do you have any unique training techniques?”

Vanna's expression became more and more awkward. She subconsciously glanced in Duncan's direction, but found that the captain had no intention of paying attention to him. She could only hold it in for a few seconds and then said: "Eat more meat."

Amber: "...Huh?"

"And drink more hot water, go to bed early and get up early, and have a regular schedule." Fanna seemed to find her answer unconvincing, and added after thinking about it.

Amber's expression gradually became difficult to describe with a "huh?" - it was more like a dull expression: "Just...is this all right?"

"Well, then remember to pray every day and pour out the confusion and confusion in your heart to the goddess. Don't leave the stress and wavering in this area until the next day." Fanna nodded, "And, finally, the most important point is ——"     Amber's expression finally changed, and he became very serious for a moment: "The most important point?"

Fanna thought for a while, then looked at the junior in front of her very seriously, and said seriously: "Don't make random oaths when you have nothing to do - if you have already made an oath, don't add more content to the oath just because you are passionate, or you will get stuck. live."

Amber's expression became dull again: "...Huh?"

But Vanna had already walked away quickly - after leaving behind a certain "junior" who was embarrassing to her, she walked to Duncan's side in a few steps, lowered her head and hurried on.

Duncan had actually been listening to the noise coming from behind him. When he saw Vanna walking over, he finally said with a smile: "It sounds like you are very popular among your compatriots - even though you have now been dismissed from the public eye. He resigned from his position as a judge and left the public eye."

"... Occasionally we encounter situations like this, more often when we are in the city-state," Vanna lowered her head. In front of the captain, she could finally complain a little about these "little troubles that are not humane to outsiders", " And no matter how many times I encounter it, I can never get used to it.”

Morris took out the pipe from his arms and held it in his mouth without lighting it. He just muttered something casually after hearing the words: "And I don't know why, it's always the girls who chase her..."

Duncan immediately looked at the inquisitor lady beside him with subtle eyes, but saw that the latter showed a desperate expression towards him: "...Don't look at it... I don't know why..."

What else could Duncan say? Now he just thinks it's incredible that this beautiful young warrior can have a normal friend like Heidi... Maybe this is because Heidi is a science student?

Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with him - it's just interesting to see that the usually calm and reliable Fanna has such a helpless and embarrassing side.

But at this moment, Shirley, who was walking on the other side of the team, seemed to be tripped suddenly and staggered: "Oh shit!"

Agou reacted instantly, tilted his neck back and used a chain to catch Shirley who almost fell out: "What's going on?!"

Shirley stood firm and turned her head cursingly: "What a broken road, something tripped me just now..."

Halfway through her words, her voice stopped abruptly, and she stared wide-eyed at the place where she almost tripped just now. What she didn't finish later turned into a short exclamation: "Fuck!?"

Several lines of sight instantly focused on the direction she was looking at.

Duncan also saw what almost tripped Shirley just now - it was an arm.

Strictly speaking, it is a dark "arm" "embedded" in the road, which seems to be integrated with the surrounding road surface, and whose texture looks like it is made of solidified mud!

Duncan's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he quickly came to the "arm".

It was a bent upper arm, elbow, and forearm. Its black mud-like texture was completely integrated with the surrounding road surface, and it even seemed like a piece of material that "grew" directly from the road surface.

This makes people think that there may be a more complete body connected to this arm buried under the road!

At almost the same time, Amber, the goddess of the deep sea who was walking not far away, also discovered something in the fog: "There's something here too!"

What Amber found was a torso protruding from the road, connected to a mutilated head and an arm that seemed to be struggling to reach forward - the arm and head looked like those floating in the sea near the Holy Land Island that the United Fleet had seen. The "rough human form" on the sea is as black as mud and lacks the detailed structure of the limbs and facial features.

But its posture is enough for people to imagine the desperate and terrifying scene of this "rough humanoid" struggling to crawl out of something that is devouring itself.

Duncan looked solemnly at the body "embedded" in the road, and a picture emerged in his mind - the earth softened like mud, and the owner of the body was swallowed by the road under his feet, and his body melted into the other side like mud. In the mud, his vigorous struggle slightly delayed the arrival of death, but after a brief and useless persistence, he was still left here forever...

But Shirley and Amber's discovery was just the beginning.

Only half a minute later, the Marines who expanded the search area discovered more... human bodies that were "fused" with the surrounding environment.

Densely packed, everywhere in the fog.

(End of this chapter)