The majestic mist that seemed to connect the sky and the sea was once again in Duncan's field of vision—but unlike last time, this time he reached the border in the nightfall.

The dark and chaotic sky pressed low overhead, the pale and cold creation of the world illuminated the clouds at the edge of the curtain, and the entire wall of mist seemed like a black barrier that was constantly shrinking and squirming in the night—distant, towering, unable to see the details, but with each casual glance, its wriggling and changing surface revealed a slightly strange form, casting a terrifying glimpse in the hearts of everyone who witnessed it, and arousing many associations that pointed directly to fear.

And the edge at the top of the wall of mist, illuminated by the creation of the world, is like countless eyes high in the sky, looking down on the world with indifference and malice, overlooking those mortals who are trying to challenge the end of the world.

The fleets of mortals gathered at the foot of the Veil.

After observing the lighthouse in the distance, Duncan controlled the Lost Country to adjust its course, and they sailed towards the southeast side of the curtain for a while, and then they saw the lights gathered on the border - a large mobile port floating in the misty sea, the large steam core on the harbor was spewing white clouds into the sky, and the lights on the top of the difference towers were spinning, occasionally illuminating the shadows of the ships on the nearby sea.

More than a dozen ships of all shapes and sizes docked around the floating harbor, and small patrol ships roamed the nearby waters, their lights shining in the night, like fireflies patrolling the dark and boundless sea.

At the end of the world, there is no need to enforce the control of lights, so these lights representing human civilization have become an incredible scenery before the curtain of eternity - but compared to the boundless sea, compared to the wall of fog that penetrates the sky and the earth, these "landscapes" constructed of artificial lights are really insignificant, and when viewed from a distance, those fires seem to be swallowed into the undulating fog at any time.

The world is crumbling, and the tiny creatures in the shelter are bravely reaching out to the walls of the crumbling shelter - the lights that roam the sea are the tentacles of civilization, not thriving, but they are here.

The news of the approach of the Lost and the Bright Star was quickly reported by nearby patrol vessels, and a welcoming whistle echoed through the night over the mobile harbor, which served as a border base, followed by a beam of light that swept from the harbor lighthouse to the sea, guiding the two ships to dock at the edge of the harbor.

Once the ship had come to a halt, Duncan and his crew stepped onto the docks—there were already many people gathered to greet them, and one of them surprised Duncan.

Pope Helena stood in the middle of a group of priests who had come to greet her.

She stepped out of the crowd and approached Duncan and Lucrecia with a smile on her face, nodding slightly, "Welcome to this 'frontier base'—we've been waiting for you." ”

"Why are you here?" Duncan looked at the Pope standing in front of him in surprise, "Shouldn't you be staying on your ark at this time—that thing can run so fast?" ”

"If the situation really requires, the Cathedral Ark won't be much slower than your ship at full speed," Helena said with a smile, but quickly shook her head again, "but I'm not here right now, the Cathedral of Storms is still in Breeze, and it's just an incarnation of me that you're going to the border yourself, and I should be here to see you off." ”

Duncan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at the lady in front of him in surprise who didn't see the slightest sense of "fakeness": "...... I really can't see it. ”

Helena laughed and reached out to Duncan—thin layers of mist rose from the edge of her arm, and her skin began to become clear like clear water.

"It's my lord's right to create illusions in the water and mist," she retracted, her body quickly returning to normal, and then casually said as she turned to lead the way, "It's not a great magic - most of the high-ranking priests in the Deep Sea Church do. ”

Duncan followed Helena towards the depths of this border base, and after hearing the other party's words, he thought for a moment, and turned his head to look at Vanna, who was walking behind him: "You will be like this too?" ”

Vanna's footsteps suddenly paused unnaturally for a moment, and then lowered her head as she walked: "Forehead...... Actually......"

"She won't," Helena waved her hand, who was walking in front, "I didn't teach in person back then. ”

Vanna's head simply didn't raise up: "......"

Shirley, who was walking behind, saw this situation, and immediately took two steps forward with her little short legs, and looked up at Fanna: "Hey, didn't you say that your grades in magic are not bad......

Vanna was already embarrassed at this time, but she noticed that the captain walking in front was turning his head and casting a curious gaze, so she had to bite the bullet and say, "...... There are also many kinds of divine arts, combat direction, healing direction, auxiliary direction, and a lot of special branches such as research, secret contract, miracle, etc., I don't know how to do it, I was more partial to ...... back then."

Shirley reacted instantly when she heard half of it: "Oh, then I know, you should be good at fighting directions......"

Before she could finish speaking, she heard Helena, who was walking in front, say without looking back: "She is good at healing." ”

As soon as this answer came out, not only Shirley was stunned, but almost everyone around was stunned for a moment, Duncan couldn't help but look at the beautiful girl and strong man beside him in amazement, and looked up and down several times, but he didn't dare to associate this powerful Vanna with a goddess who was good at healing......

Aren't the goddess officials who are good at healing in the normal setting the type who wears cloth armor and takes a short staff to prevent low blood and can only walk behind the team to protect people from fighting, and if you accidentally wipe it, you will die immediately - Fanna, a female strong woman who can lift the demon heavenly spirit cover with one hand...... When was it a wet nurse?

But he also wondered about this question in his heart, and he was embarrassed to ask it - but if he didn't ask, it didn't mean that others didn't ask, and there has always been no shortage of outspoken characters on the Lost Country.

"Why?" Shirley glared, "No...... Why? ”

She raised her hand and pointed to Fanna's nearly two-meter head, and after holding it for a long time, she still had only one sentence: "...... Why? ”

"Because I have to be responsible for giving bones to other people on the training ground after the training," Helena replied lightly, "I will practice it in half a year." ”

Shirley's doubts suddenly disappeared, and Duncan next to her also nodded subtly with an expression: "...... This makes a lot more sense. ”

Only Vanna, who was at the center of the conversation, still kept her head down: "......"

"But then again, I've been on the ship for so long, I didn't even know you had any expertise in this area," Duncan said thoughtfully, glancing at Vanna, "I don't think I've seen anyone you heal?" ”

Vanna sighed, "...... Do you think anyone on the Lost will need treatment? ”

Duncan was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at the crew members who followed behind him, and then suddenly remembered that the content of the Lost Land was not high-it was difficult to get a living person on the ship, not to mention the people who would usually be injured and bleed......

Vanna sighed again.

She tugged at the buckle on her shoulder to hold the weapon in place, lifted the big sword up, and shook her head helplessly: "I think it's good - I prefer to deal with all the enemies in advance rather than heal the people around me, so that no one needs to be hurt." ”

Helena turned her head and looked at Fanna, then her gaze crossed to the anomaly 077-sailor at the back of the line.

She slowed her pace, hesitated for a moment, and then said to the dried corpse, "Do you remember this place?" ”

"Yes, but only remember," the sailor didn't seem surprised by Helena's question, he had been silently observing his surroundings since he set foot on the mobile port, and only nodded calmly, "Among the fragments of memories I have recently recovered, there are some scenes that stand out, including this place...... But no matter how deep the memory is, it feels like someone else's life...... I watched them from the sidelines, and it was hard to understand it in myself, except for ...... The part that has to do with Captain Kalani. ”

“…… I see. ”

Helena whispered, not asking how much the sailors remembered the past and how much they still remembered the place - although the Seasong's first mate had been with them until recently to the harbor's guards, it was a distant and strange life for Anomaly 077.

"No one here knows what you look like except me and a few high-ranking priests," Helena said to the sailors, "and you don't have to worry about running into 'acquaintances'—if you don't want to meet them, then you don't." ”

The sailor was a little surprised, but quickly lowered his head and said very sincerely: "Thank you." ”

"Has this port been operating at the border?" Lucretia asked curiously, "I've been on the border a lot before, but I haven't seen it......"

"For more than a decade, this mobile port has been deployed in the border waters," Helena explained, "but most of the time, it is in dense fog - in addition to serving as a home port for border patrol and exploration fleets, it is also a research facility in its own right, carrying a large number of equipment and laboratories for observing the spirit world and studying the environment of the sea, so it needs to go deep into the fog from time to time to carry out tasks, and when there are no special tasks, it also cruises along the entire eastern border, During this time, its routes and stops are classified by the church, and it is normal for you not to meet them. ”

“…… It's remarkable. Lucrecia sighed sincerely.

“…… Yes, it's remarkable, so many brilliant people came together to build this place," Helena whispered, and then, her gaze fell in a certain direction in the distance, "The Sea Song departed from Pier 2, and it was in front of it. ”

(End of chapter)