In the vast expanse of the sea, two warships each carrying a curse were running straight towards each other, and around these two large ships, the ocean had been stirred by invisible forces, and even the celestial phenomena within a certain range had changed.

The cold fog around the Sea Mist spread, and large and small ice fles began to appear out of thin air on the sea surface, and even formed a group of ice floes covering several nautical miles, constantly turning around like a whirlpool, and the originally calm sea was undulating at the moment, and a wave of stronger waves was constantly surging upward, mixed with chaotic cold winds, and the Lost Land was wrapped in layers of dark green flames, and the momentum ran through all the extreme celestial phenomena like a rainbow, rushing straight towards the steel battleship in the center of the ice floes.

The Sea Mist was speeding up, all its engines were screaming like death, the rudder was angled unmanned, the whistle of the ship's church was non-stop, and the sacred sound was like a death knell at the moment—the undead sailors stood on deck, in gun emplacements, and behind portholes, watching the battleship under their feet rush towards the burning ghost ship, and Tirion on the bridge could now even dimly see the figure on the towering stern of the Lost Country.

He saw the tall man with the steering wheel in his hand, standing on the boat like a reef in a storm, looking at him with an indifferent gaze.

It was so similar to what he remembered.

Then, without accident, the two ships "collided".

The expected devastating impact and disintegration did not come.

In the next minute, the crew of the Sea Mist had the privilege of experiencing the same terrifying and eerie "spectacle" as the original White Oak - the burning ghost ship was crushed like a mountain, and then the ghost flames rose brightly, and in the flames, the boundaries of everything became blurred, the Sea Mist became spirits, and the crew also became spirits, this scene, as if one phantom crashed into another.

First mate Aiden glared in horror as he saw the bow and mast of the Lost Country swooping down on him, and then he staggered past him without any infall, briefly breaking into one of the Lost Country's cabins, seeing the quaint pillars and burning lanterns almost whizzing away against his ears—and finally, he saw the towering deck of the Lost Country, and the tall figure standing behind the rudder.

Tirion subconsciously took a half step back, but the next second, he puffed up his chest again, as if some of his father's teachings from his childhood were still in his ears————

"Don't retreat, don't bow to the wind and waves!"

So he propped up his head and faced the wind and waves in front of him———— his father, who had been carried away by subspace and returned to the human world.

Then, they came face to face at a close distance, and the stern structure of the Lost Land broke directly into the bridge, where Duncan stood only a few steps away from the Sea Mist's captain's seat.

At this moment, it was as if the whole world was quiet.

A majestic and deep voice reached everyone's ears: "I'm busy. ”

Tirien's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stared sharply in the direction where the voice was coming from.

However, this temporary rendezvous was over, and the two phantoms at full speed overlapped for only a brief moment, and the illusory hull of the Lost Land swept around the Sea Mist like a gust of wind, and by the time Tirion could react, he found that he and his crew had returned to their physical state.

He jerked to the lookout window in the other direction and saw that the Lost Country was heading at full speed in the direction of Purland—leaving the Sea Mist far behind.

Little by little, the steel battleship came to a halt on the surface of the sea, and the invisible force that had agitated the ship had subsided, and now it was back in the hands of the helm, and the badly damaged engine system had finally been shut down thanks to the efforts of the sailors, but it seemed that it would not be easy to start again.

“....... What just happened? Aiden scratched his bare head, and the strong first mate looked stunned, "The ship...... Just gone? Isn't it a battle to the death? ”

The boatswain said with trepidation: "....... It didn't seem to have any intention of fighting us to the death from the beginning, it didn't slow down much, it just came and ran us over......."

"It's so horrible that I even feel like my heart is beating again......."

The commotion of the crew reached Tirian's ears, but he was in no mood to listen to it, his mind was just reverberating from the short sentence just now—

"I'm busy."

That's what my father said—no emotion, no "greeting" to family members, even indifferent as if facing a stranger, but it was indeed a clear and rational sentence that humans could understand.

And not a frenzied roar that belongs exclusively to subspace.

"Captain," First Officer Aiden walked over and looked at Tirion as he fell silent, "let's go next...... What to do?"

Tyrion woke up from his thoughts and looked up, "Can the ship still move?"

"Not really, the engine is out now, it will take a while to repair, and quite a few people were injured in the battle just now...... It's a serious injury, the kind that shatters the ground, and the shovel has to be shoveled for a long time," Aiden shook his head, his bright head glowing, "but the most incredible thing is that those who were hit directly by the guns of the Lost Country are all right, the first and third main guns are completely gone, but the people in the battery are intact and fall into the hole......"

"The people who were shocked by the aftermath were seriously injured, but the people who were hit directly did not die?" Tirien confirmed in surprise, then frowned, "How so?" ”

"Perhaps..... Your father didn't kill him? Aiden glanced at his captain and said cautiously, "Judging by the shelling of the Lost Country, it seems that it is just trying to stop the Sea Mist......"

"It's not .......," Tirion said subconsciously, but then he closed his mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, he shook his head slightly, "Hurry up and get the ship back and send a message to Purand that we've done our best to intercept it, but the Lost Country is still heading for the city-state...... The rest is left to the navy of the city-states, which are numerous, and we have already tried. ”

Aiden immediately took the order to leave, but after a while, he hurried back again: "Captain! I can't get in touch with Purland!"

"Can't get in touch?" Tirien's brow furrowed, "Is the signal environment disrupted by the battle just now?"

"No, we can still get signals from the far sea patrol point, but we can't receive the signal from Prand, all the signals," Aiden said quickly, with a confused look on his face, "It's like the whole of Pland has disappeared from the radio...... At this distance, this is simply not possible. And not only the telegram could not be contacted, and even the psionic call from the church did not respond!"

"There was no response to the psionic call?!" This time, the expression on Tirian's face changed significantly, and at the same time, he thought of the Lost Country's unusual move to rush at full speed at all costs, and a strong uneasiness finally floated in his mind, "When did the communication break off?" Is there anyone monitoring the telegraph station?"

"The last call was yesterday, when we had a routine briefing with the Port of Plant, and the communication was still normal," Aiden recalled, speaking quickly, "Captain, what are we going to do?" Do you want to go back?"

Speaking of this, he paused, his expression a little hesitant: "This matter...... This is already a bit beyond what was originally planned. ”

Tirien's face tensed, and he didn't speak for several seconds before he exhaled deeply.

"We're going to Pland-Sea Mist to recover and we're leaving."

Aiden was a little surprised, but after a brief moment of surprise, the loyal first mate immediately puffed out his chest: "Yes, Captain!"

.......

The turbulent sea around them gradually calmed down, and only the sound of waves could be heard.

The deafening roar of artillery still seemed to echo in his head, making Duncan scratch his ears subconsciously - he was obviously not used to the sudden encounter just now.

The goat's voice reached his ears, "You were speeding straight towards the Sea Mist, I thought you wanted to say a few words to Tirien, after all...... This is a meaningful "reunion," ”

"I did think so at first," Duncan replied casually, "but I suddenly changed my mind." ”

"Why?"

“…… After meeting, I suddenly found that I didn't know what to say,

Duncan said frankly, after a kind of "showdown" with the goathead, he was no longer as careful as he was at the beginning, "After all, I don't know each other." ”

“…… Well, you have the final say," the goathead doesn't have any opinion, "but you'd better think about how to get along with your pair of "children", after all, everyone is quite alive, you still have to meet them sooner or later, good family relationships are very important to the influence of fate, I want to have one back then......

"Shut up," Duncan easily interrupted the other party's divergent topic, and then as if suddenly he thought of something, a strange expression appeared on his face, "Speaking of which, it's a pity that there is no one on the ship this time." ”

The goat's head hesitated: "Missing someone?" You mean ......"

"Alice isn't here, she's helping with the city-state," Duncan's tone was leisurely, even a little pleasant, "I just remembered that Tiriam had been under the Frost Queen for a while, and Alice was wearing the Frost Queen's face - you said it would be so interesting if Alice was on the ship just now, I guess Tiriam would be able to think about it ......for days after she got back."

Goathead: "......"

"Why are you silent? Isn't it usually a lot of talk?"

"I comment on your inconveniences...... "Goathead replied, "but I think it's worth looking forward to when you say that...... Why don't we go back again, and take Miss Alice with us this time......"

Duncan, of course, ignored the whimsical offer, he just said suddenly after two seconds of silence: "I don't see, you are also a funman." ”

"What is a fun man?"

Duncan didn't answer the other again, he just suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction on the distant sea.

In an instant, he clearly sensed his body in the city-state of Purand, and even the flames spreading throughout the city-state.

As he had expected, the connection between the Lost Country and Poland after they were close enough...... Strengthened!