We agreed to set sail, so you'd become the ruler of the deep sea?

Chapter 270 The Second Prophecy of Doomsday!

【Liuli Island】

After these days of open and covert struggles between the three major forces, the most brilliant star on the "Star Wave" flag of the Seven Seas Federation is like a pearl covered in dust, and the atmosphere is tense and oppressive.

The air was filled with the invisible smell of gunpowder.

No one knows whether the conflict will break out again.

Pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, especially as night approached, when they dared not linger on the street.

The once bustling and lively island now appears somewhat desolate and deserted.

In the police station of [Liuli Island].

A major in military uniform put down the documents in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and reached out to press his forehead to relieve his fatigue.

The conference table in front of him had transformed into a giant office desk, piled high with all sorts of official documents and files.

During this period, the security bureau of [Liuli Island] has been working almost non-stop.

The disappearance of scholars at the research institute, a massacre at a church, a series of murders in the city...

Not to mention the investigation of these incidents, the follow-up work alone is extremely complicated and arduous.

Before these days, the members of the police department never imagined they would be so busy.

This is the Crystal Island!

One of the most prosperous islands in the Federation.

Who would have thought that someone would be so audacious as to commit such a major crime on this island?

It's fair to say that the workload of the police officers these days is more than they have in the past three years combined!

At that moment, a captain pushed open the door and brought in another stack of documents, his face grim.

"A businessman from the Tianqi Chamber of Commerce has died suddenly at home, suspected to have died from a mental breakdown. His family has asked us to find the real culprit as soon as possible."

"Again?!"

Upon hearing this, the police officers in the office immediately let out a wail.

The major couldn't help but complain, "I've really had enough of this life!"

"I just don't understand why the higher-ups don't just be straightforward and declare war on those damned [Truth Society], [Radiant Cult], and [Deep Abyss Cult]?"

"We just have to swallow our anger and let them run wild on our turf."

His words resonated with many of his colleagues in the room.

"Yes, yes, let's just put out a warrant for all these heretics."

"Let's see if they dare to defy federal law again!"

As federal government military personnel, they have always had a strong sense of belonging and identification with the Federation.

Or rather, they possess an inherent sense of pride.

In fact, soldiers do have reason to be proud.

Regardless, the Federation is currently the most extensive and powerful force in the Seven Seas.

In terms of overall strength, even if these three powers were combined, they might not be able to contend with the Federation.

That's why the police couldn't understand why the bigwigs above them were remaining silent about the recent chaos.

When it comes to fighting, has the Federation ever been afraid of anyone?

Just when many people in the Public Security Bureau were filled with righteous indignation.

A middle-aged man with gray hair coughed twice and sighed softly, "You guys are still too shallow in your understanding."

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

If an ordinary person said this, they would probably be severely criticized, but the middle-aged man who spoke was no ordinary person.

This man, named Cameron, is a veteran and highly respected senior member of the police force, with at least forty years of experience.

His words still carried considerable weight within the Public Security Bureau.

The major, who had complained earlier, was young and impetuous, and couldn't help but ask, "What makes you say that, senior?"

"Do you really think the Federation is no match for these three cults?"

Secret sects like the [Deep Abyss Sect] are generally referred to as "esoteric sects" in the Federation.

"of course not."

Cameron shook his head: "Our Federation spans the seven seas, and its overall strength is certainly not comparable to those three secret cults."

"But our vast sphere of influence is both an advantage and a disadvantage."

"If we really go to war with these three esoteric sects, they can completely avoid the Federation's main forces, break up into smaller groups, and fight guerrilla warfare against us, frequently launching attacks on remote islands and targeting our weakly defended sea areas."

“As this goes on, more civilians will be drawn into this conflict.”

The major's face paled at the thought of that possibility, and his brows furrowed deeply.

"Of course, in the end, our Federation will still achieve final victory."

Cameron continued, "However, the price to be paid will inevitably be extremely heavy."

"Now, although the three major esoteric sects seem to be very powerful, they are actually still maintaining considerable restraint and have not provoked us."

The major asked doubtfully, "But what about the attack on the Federal Research Institute..."

"Ah……"

Cameron sneered: "Although the Federal Research Institute is nominally an industry of our Federation, its independence and secrecy have been increasing over the years."

"Even our police station can't conduct a thorough investigation."

"I suspect that the Federal Research Institute has actually become corrupt!"

These words caused a small commotion among the crowd.

Cameron continued with startling remarks: "A considerable number of these scholars have become madmen in pursuit of 'truth'."

"Huijiao's actions this time have actually helped the Federation purge the members of the [Truth Society] from the research institute."

"The deaths of several colleagues were also related to their cult affiliations."

The crowd's expressions changed slightly as they seriously considered the veracity of his words.

"The members of the secret cult are really well hidden, and they have long been rooted in every corner of the Federation."

Cameron looked at the major and sneered, "Actually, let's not even talk about the research institute."

"Believe it or not, right now, within our security bureau, there are also believers who secretly worship 'Lord of Radiance,' 'Lord of the Deep,' or 'Truth.'"

As he said this, his cloudy eyes swept across the crowd, causing many people to show unnatural expressions.

Several people lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

The major's expression grew even uglier.

However, Cameron did not expose their identities, but instead chuckled.

"It's okay, belief is a matter of freedom."

"There is no provision in federal law that prohibits anyone from adhering to any particular religious sect."

"But if you are like this, what about the big shots in the Federation?"

"Perhaps they are also followers of a certain religious sect?"

"If war really breaks out, can their faction truly dedicate itself wholeheartedly to the fight against the Tantric sect? Even if they can, can other factions truly trust them?"

Upon hearing this, the major fell completely silent.

Just imagining that scenario made him sweat profusely and feel immense pressure.

"Therefore, sitting on the sidelines and watching the three major esoteric sects wear each other down is currently the best option."

Cameron's eyes flashed with the wisdom of an elder, and he spoke earnestly.

"Besides, how do you know that the Federation really hasn't taken any measures at all?"

After these words were spoken, the previously passionate scene fell almost completely silent.

Just as Cameron said, they really are looking too shallow!
The major looked ashamed and gave a respectful salute.

"Senior Cameron, I have learned a lot."

Cameron waved his hand: "It's just some experience."

"No one can predict how this struggle will develop afterward."

Just as the members of the Public Security Bureau returned to their respective posts, each with their own thoughts,

The room door was suddenly pushed open in a hurry.

A soldier rushed in, reporting frantically, "The port... the port! A small warship has suddenly appeared!" Cameron frowned immediately: "A warship? Suddenly appeared? At this time..."

Due to the recent troubles caused by the three major esoteric sects, [Liuli Island] temporarily closed its port and implemented a strict port closure policy to prevent those with ill intentions from taking the opportunity to sneak in and escape from the island.

Therefore, the appearance of such a warship is undoubtedly very unusual.

The soldier took a breath and continued, "That warship seems to have been teleported to the port using some kind of spatial coordinate system."

"Spatial coordinates, wait, could it be..."

Cameron suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed drastically.

Without leaving a single explanation, he rushed out the door and headed towards the port.

Seeing this, the major realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately took a few skilled men to follow in Cameron's footsteps.

……

……

It didn't take long.

Cameron and his entourage hurriedly arrived at the port.

The port guards had already surrounded the warship of unknown origin.

Several pastors from the Deep Sea Church were also praying in the crowd.

"Goddess above, may you protect us."

The pastor bowed his head and prayed devoutly to the goddess: "Please bear witness..."

Incense and holy oil have been lit and, in a special ritual, have been placed around the warship.

In fact, this is the safest way to deal with an unknown vessel.

Ships returning from the depths of the sea are often unknowingly contaminated by some kind of mysterious force.

Making contact rashly is an irresponsible act that endangers the lives of soldiers and even the safety of [Liuli Island].

Soon, a dense black mist appeared in the incense, lingering for a long time.

This made the pastors' expressions even more serious.

This black fumes are proof that the warship has been severely polluted.

At this moment, Cameron continued walking briskly towards the warship.

The soldiers immediately blocked his way and said politely.

“Lieutenant Colonel Cameron, this warship is severely contaminated and must be cleaned before contact can be made.”

Cameron tried to remain calm and said, "Let me see the insignia on this warship, just once."

"I carry the amulet of the Deep Sea Church, which gives me some resistance to this kind of contamination."

"This matter could determine the future of the Federation!"

"Ah this..."

Hearing Cameron describe the situation as so serious, the soldiers couldn't help but hesitate.

They were simply handling the situation based on past experience, never expecting Cameron to take it so seriously.

"Get out of the way, Lieutenant Colonel Cameron is not the kind of person who would exaggerate."

A priest said, "But before that, please allow me to cast a protective spell on you."

After the divine spell was cast, illusory waves surged around Cameron.

Cameron nodded to the priest, then walked through the crowd to the harbor.

The warship appeared to be relatively small, possibly a destroyer or frigate, with a steel-gray paint job that conveyed a tough and direct military style.

However, the ship's situation was clearly not very good.

The ship had prominent cracks all over its hull, as well as some terrible wounds that looked like they had been gnawed by some kind of giant beast.

A thin layer of ice clung to the hull, struggling to maintain the integrity of the entire ship.

From a distance, there appeared to be some traces of blood on the deck.

The moment Cameron saw the warship's appearance, his face turned ashen, as if he had aged decades rapidly, and he murmured in a mournful tone.

"It really is Private First Class..."

"[Private's Number]!?"

The major, who was following Cameron at a distance, heard the whisper and his expression changed drastically.

"You mean, the escort ship of the King, the Private?"

Several months ago, the King and its escort ships launched an exploration mission to the far north.

Currently, only the Private has been able to return to the port of Crystal Island using the teleportation coordinates.

This incident itself reveals a great deal of information.

"I won't admit my mistake."

Cameron murmured, "I served on the HMS King for five years, how could I mistake its frigate appearance?"

"But what exactly happened to the King?"

"Where is Colonel Gold now?"

At that moment, a long stepping board extended from the side of the Private First Class and landed on the ground in the harbor.

"Lieutenant Colonel Cameron, be careful!"

The priest behind him immediately warned Cameron.

“We had previously attempted to contact the warship, but there was no response.”

"The crew members on that ship may very well have turned into mindless monsters."

Before the priest could finish speaking, a strange figure appeared from the footboard.

The figure barely maintained a human form, dressed in a military uniform, but no matter how you looked at it, it exuded a strong sense of inhumanity.

A strong aura of blasphemy lingered around its body.

Brush brush!
Upon seeing the figure, the soldiers immediately raised their weapons and aimed at the target.

"Stop! Or we'll open fire!"

Out of concern for the safety of [Liuli Island], they could not allow this strange being to land on the island.

But the figure seemed completely oblivious to the soldiers' warnings and continued walking towards the shore.

tick tock...tick tock...

People could even smell a stench similar to rotting.

Just as the soldiers were about to fire, Cameron leaped up, jumped onto the platform, and walked towards the enemy.

"Lieutenant Colonel Cameron!"

Everyone was horrified. No one knew what the consequences would be of coming into close contact with this contaminant.

But Cameron did it anyway.

He walked up to the figure and calmly gazed at him.

The strange figure's face was distorted, its eyes were empty and lifeless, and its flesh had the texture of mud, as if it were dripping down little by little, making it look extremely eerie.

"Is this Mr. Cameron...?"

A hoarse voice came from under the other person's military cap.

Cameron's tone carried a hint of sadness: "It's me."

"That's great... the captain said..."

“If it were… Mr. Cameron… he would surely believe me…”

The strange figure said with difficulty, "We...we all died there..."

"The King and Captain Gold... are trapped..."

"[Private]...Requesting assistance..."

Suddenly, its tone became unusually high, sounding like both weeping and wailing: "Waaaaah... The prophecy of doomsday, the prophecy is true!"

"Flood! Another great flood is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly collapsed like mud.

(End of this chapter)