Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 552: Soup of Life, Return of the Queen

Woo woo woo.
Northeast of the mainland, the northeast wind that prevails throughout the year in the North Sea and nearby waters remains noisy.

Deep in the Monster Sea south of the Third Gyre, a thick milky white fog enveloped hundreds of kilometers of sea area, and there was no sign of it dissipating despite wind or rain.

When the lighting conditions are good, you can vaguely see the outline of a large ship as tall as a mountain in the deepest part of the fog.

No matter whether it is a first-class ship known as the largest ship of mankind, or a legendary battleship that cannot be measured by common sense, it is no different from a tiny dwarf in front of it.

But this ship and the fog seemed like phantoms that did not exist in the material world at all. They suddenly appeared and disappeared on the sea, and their traces were erratic.

Sometimes it is so close to the relatively safe "Third Circulation Belt" that fishermen who venture to fish nearby think they have encountered a mirage.

Sometimes, they went deep into the pitch-black sea of ​​monsters, and even the flying beasts released by the trainers could only vaguely see a cloud of white mist.

More often than not, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and its trace cannot be found anywhere, which whets the appetite of the residents of the Old World.

Fortunately, although it is difficult to track their whereabouts, the overall trajectory of their movements still follows a certain pattern.

The large ship shrouded in fog sailed slowly from south to north, and each time it appeared it was closer to the North Sea at the end of the third circulation belt.

Wherever it passes, there are more and more fishing boats, merchant ships, warships and adventure ships, and naturally there are more and more sightings.

Occasionally, there would be brave sailors who wanted to take a closer look. If they got a little closer to the fog, they would be able to hear the roars of various wild beasts coming from the big ship.

Not only sea monsters in the water, but also various animals and insects on land.

I suddenly remembered all the taboos that need to be observed when sailing, and thought that there were some terrible monsters or monsters hidden in the ship.

They were scared to death on the spot, and after returning to the shore, they exaggerated the story and sold it to reporters and intelligence dealers who heard the news, adding more mystery to the mysterious legend of the sea.

Until the church issued a ban, no one in the society dared to talk about the big ship in the sea anymore, and no one dared to track its whereabouts.

But there are exceptions to everything, and there are always people who are not afraid of the church's "excommunication."

Things that ordinary people dare not do are commonplace for some people.

"Reef the mainsail and slow down."

Before [Noah's Ark] arrived at the location marked in the intelligence, a rare warship of the Kingdom of Castile ignored the church's ban and ventured deep into the Sea of ​​Monsters, rushing into the fog that spanned hundreds of kilometers as if it was risking its life.

A horse skull is embedded on the bow of the warship, an ancient shield is hung on the left bulwark, a rusty iron spear is on the bowsprit, and a knight's armor is tied to the mainmast.

This peculiar decoration is very recognizable, and it is clearly the [HMS Umatan] that once fought against Byron in the "Treasure Fleet"!
Its captain is none other than Queen Isabella’s confidant, Jeanne Don Quixote, a contemporary Don Quixote known as “Lancers have always had E luck and E bust size”.

After being redeemed by Queen Isabella the Unsullied, he experienced a series of large and small naval battles with the Puppet King and the Star-Moon Empire, always fighting bravely at the forefront.

This time, when the two kings of Castile obtained the information about [Noah's Ark] and summoned the king's right-hand man and a group of confidants to discuss the matter, she took the initiative to volunteer to confirm the authenticity of the information for Queen Isabella.

They galloped at full speed and found the target earlier than the people sent by the Puppet King.

The beautiful female knight with a explosive figure stood at the bow, holding the holy relic knight's spear in her hand, facing the milky white fog wall that swallowed the entire battleship bit by bit.

As soon as we entered the fog, the lookout on the main mast exclaimed in a low voice:
"Quick, look at the sea."

The elite crew members drawn from various adventure ships, who were very experienced and had explored various dangerous areas, all looked outside the ship.

It was discovered that the sea water, which was originally black because the seabed was too deep, had turned into a strange orange-red color. It was not the color of normal blood, but it clearly emitted a faint smell of blood.

Experienced crew members can even smell the scent of amniotic fluid, which is hard to describe when mixed together.

"Don't worry about it. Be careful and don't stare at the sea for too long. Just keep moving forward."

Although the sea water was a bit strange, their mission was to risk their lives to collect intelligence in order to pave the way for the high-sequence transcendents who would come to seize the ship. Of course, they would not retreat because of this situation.

Jeanna Don Quixote waved her hand, and the adventure ship only slowed down slightly before continuing forward.

Just after going a hundred meters deep, the [navigator] on the ship reported another piece of bad news to her:

"Captain, the law signal has been lost, real-time long-distance communication has been interrupted, and we have lost contact with Her Majesty the Queen.

Compared to the material world, this place is closer to a relatively closed forbidden area and secret realm, and it is extremely mysterious and cannot be broken through with our level.

Now I can only capture the light of the [Lighthouse Matrix], which can realize the positioning of the ship.

This is because the [Saint Byron Lens] has amplified the signal of the Fallows Lighthouse and other lighthouses along the coast by 300%, otherwise we would have been lost by now."

They needed to transmit the collected intelligence back through whale oil lamps and legal networks throughout the process, but they encountered trouble as soon as they entered the fog.

It's not just a network of laws. This fog also blocks the external light sources at both the real and mystical levels. The deeper you go into it, the darker the light becomes.

Gradually, everyone's heart seemed to be covered with a layer of dark and yellow shadow.

The navigator's whale oil lamp seemed to be under real pressure. The range of light was visibly getting smaller and smaller. It seemed that something was stirring under the orange-red water.

However, Jeanne was not too surprised by this situation.

How could the mission of chasing [Noah's Ark] not be dangerous?
The dangerous sea of ​​monsters has been like this since ancient times. No adventurer who dared to go deep into it has ever returned alive.

Even the Whale Hunter Jack Harold, a legend, a king, and a pseudo-god in one, never thought of crossing the Sea of ​​Monsters. Instead, he chose to open up the first, second, and third circulation belts.

Noah's Ark, which has been lost for thousands of years, has most likely been immersed in the sea of ​​monsters.

After so many years, you can guess what it has experienced even with your heels.

The only difference is the degree of danger. It would be completely abnormal if it was clean.

Before setting off, these people had already received sufficient resettlement fees. They dared to take the risk here with their heads on their backs and had no regard for their own life and death.

It is purely because the value of [Noah's Ark] is too huge. Even if there is a seventh-level true god hidden in it, they have to teleport back the length of the opponent's health bar before they can die peacefully.

Shouldn’t it be a matter of course that high returns come with high risks?

Without killing a batch of fifth-level legends thoroughly and letting them feel the pain personally, no one can curb the ambitions of the upper echelons of the continent.

Even if Byron showed them the strongly contaminated memory in Hathaway's head, no one would give up the idea of ​​taking the risk. At most, they would wait until they were more fully prepared before taking action.

Those senior executives who had been preparing for the search for [Noah's Ark] a long time ago had obviously anticipated this situation and prepared plans in advance.

"Bring up the torch."

At Jeanne's command, two sailors carried up a poor fellow.

This is a wooden puppet, but its jaw, arms and legs have been removed, leaving only a stick-like torso.

Judging from his appearance, he should be a person from the Star-Moon Empire.

His eyes still showed the brilliance of humanity, as well as the lingering deep hatred.

It was obvious that he was a living puppet made of a Lighthouse Sequence Extraordinary Being, with a large number of 'useless' organs removed by the [Magic·Blood and Flesh Are Useless], leaving only a small amount of flesh and blood and a wooden body.

The church, the Puppet King, and the slave trader Remit worked together to create this "artificial lantern man", which can also be used as a "torch" to illuminate the Sea of ​​Monsters.

The "torch" of Queen Isabella's line was a gift from the Orthodox Church.

Moreover, all of them are "pure versions" with the Puppet King's puppet strings removed, without any backdoors, and will definitely not suddenly "blue screen".

Now in the eyes of the saints and the Pope of the Orthodox Church, Isabella, who is herself a transcendent of the Temple Sequence, has a significantly higher status.

On the contrary, the Puppet King Louis, who reached a cooperation with the heretical Star-Moon Empire, suffered a serious loss of points, and a new support tendency has emerged within the party.

It’s no wonder that [Puppet King] Louis is anxious to win over [Blood Sail] Mihawk to change the status quo.

Teng——!
The "torch" was directly ignited by the spiritual flame throughout the head.

The blazing pure white flames instantly illuminated a large area of ​​thick fog, and also caused the things lurking in the orange-red sea water to hesitate, as if they were particularly disgusted with this light.

The torches burned out one after another and were lit up again and again. After several hours, the "Numa Nandan" finally arrived in front of the ship-shaped black shadow.

Here, the sailors could finally see the true appearance of the Ark.

The old wooden ship, as tall as a mountain, had no open deck and no sails, and looked like a lifeless coffin.

The roars of beasts that were originally clearly audible suddenly disappeared.

There were many cracks on the weathered and tattered hull that were wider than a person, from which an orange-red liquid slowly flowed into the sea below the ship.

"Full rudder left, boarding."

After discovering that the seagull messenger sent by the [Beast Tamer] would lose contact once it entered the ship, Jeanna Don Quixote had no choice but to give an order for the [Romainan] to slowly approach the side of the ark.

Boom!
"Legend has it that Noah's Ark contains a huge secret realm comparable to the kingdom of God, which has enough space to accommodate all species in the world at that time.

Moreover, as a mythical warship, there must be a mythical ship spirit that manages everything.

Our mission is to explore the secret world inside the ship and find out its operating rules.

It would be best if we could find the hiding place of the mythical ship spirit, or even take away the opponent's most critical battleship key and present it to Her Majesty the Queen.

The minimum mission goal is to establish a stable outpost camp in the secret realm, ready to receive the high-sequence support personnel who will arrive later.

Order: The Night Owl Death Squadron will follow me in, and the others will stay behind to provide support. "

"Yes, Captain."

A group of six people dressed in black and wearing owl masks on their faces walked silently to her side.

They were the unique assassin class of the Kingdom of Castile, the Night Owl Death Soldier, and like the Phantom Blade of the Kingdom of Hattings, they were all originally evolved from the Eagle's Nest Assassin. The Puppet King even used this class to establish the "Night Owl Court", a secret force that does dirty work, and Isabella was obviously not far behind.

"Report the count."

"1." "2."."6."

When they were on duty, they called each other by code names and enforced discipline.

A total of six [Night Owl Warriors] followed Jeanna Don Quixote and entered the Ark through a wide crack.

The other people who stayed behind held their muskets and were fully alert to the enemy, in case adventurers from other forces caught them off guard.

But only five minutes had passed, and it seemed that because of the intrusion of Jeanna and her group, the originally lifeless Ark suddenly woke up.

"moo moo"

"BAA Baa baa"

"Ow—!"

The sounds of various animals that had originally disappeared suddenly filled the ears of all the crew members.

Everyone looked up in panic, and were immediately shocked to find that the tattered surface of the Ark was covered with cracks all over the ship, from which a strange orange-red liquid was continuously flowing out, and pairs of blood-red eyes opened one after another.

Among them are the round pupils of humans, the square pupils of sheep, the vertical pupils of eagles, the oval pupils of dogs, and the compound eyes of insects. It seems that the eyes of all living things in the world can be found here.

What’s even more frightening is that each pair of eyes is completely different.

It seems that the owner of the eyes itself looks "messy", even more messy than the pictures of sea monsters seen in newspapers.

This ark does not seem like a refuge that has saved gods, humans, and various creatures. Instead, it is a biological laboratory where genetic information has gone out of control.

And at this time, all the strange eyes looked towards the crew members of the "Numa Nandan".

At the same time, something fell into their bodies along countless cold gazes.

This time the scene was far more direct and more polluting than the one Byron and Violet saw indirectly from Hathaway's memory.

Regardless of the rank of these crew members, none of them had Byron's [Surgical Table] to help them sever their mystical connections, and once they made eye contact, they could no longer look away.

The pupils involuntarily enlarged and deformed little by little, becoming exactly the same as the eyes that were looking at him.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Someone found that his nose started bleeding for no apparent reason. He reached out to wipe it, but saw that what appeared on the back of his hand was not red blood, but an orange-red liquid that was the same as the sea water under the ship.

It smelled strongly of rust and amniotic fluid.

"What on earth is this? Gurgle Gurgle"

Someone subconsciously uttered a question, only to find that his throat and mouth had already been filled with the same liquid.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw that orange-red liquid was gushing out of the orifices of the bodies of all his companions.

Not only that, everyone's body was rapidly melting from the inside out.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of elite soldiers on the ship disappeared, leaving only their clothes and weapons falling onto the deck.

Finally, the orange-red liquid gathered together and flowed into the sea.

The mystery of where the orange-red sea water came from has been solved, but no one here can see the answer anymore.

Jeanna Don Quixote, who had already entered the Ark, had no idea what was happening behind her and was still shocked by the vastness of the secret realm before her.

"It's so big, is this the mythical battleship?"

The high sky, the misty clouds, and in front of you is the endless vast primeval forest. All kinds of nameless vegetation are so huge that it seems to take you back to the Paleozoic Era.

Except that there is no sun and moon in the sky, this place is simply another miniature version of the material world.

It’s just that all the huge creatures here, whether flowers, trees, animals or insects, have been mixed together in a mess by an unknown force.

It seems like a living creature has dozens of mothers and dozens of fathers at the same time, and each one is hard to describe in words.

If the ligers that are the hybrids of tigers and lions, the cetaceans that are the hybrids of killer whales and dolphins, and the mules that are the hybrids of donkeys and horses in the outside world were placed here, they would be a breath of fresh air in the world.

Jeanne looked away from a plant that looked like corn, but each kernel was a fruit: a peach, an apple, a plow.

Feeling a little dizzy, he shook his head before coming back to his senses and ordered his exploration team to report again.

"1." "2."."6." "7."

"Very good, not one less. Keep formation, let's go in and take a look. Number 3 and Number 7 will be in charge of drawing the map."

Jeanne waved her hand, and the group of eight walked into the huge primeval forest.

In the outside world, in addition to the [Numa Dandan] where all the sailors on board have turned into liquid, the vanguards of various forces have also arrived one after another.

The Ark was like a cunning hunter, and there was nothing unusual at the beginning.

Once the elite of the middle sequence got into the Ark through the cracks, the weaker remaining personnel outside, mostly low-sequence or mortals, would suffer the same fate as the [Numa Nan Dan] in less than five minutes.

In the end, only empty ships were left, drifting away in the orange-red sea.

A corner of the orange-red ocean.

However, there was a huge ship that was shining brightly and was as brilliant as any legendary warship in the world, quietly following behind Noah's Ark.

This ship was unlike any Old World ship.

There were no sails on the ship. The surface of the hull was covered with bone plates and chitinous shells. Hundreds of thick tentacles and flagella at the stern were swaying gently.

It doesn't look like a man-made thing, but rather like a biological battleship that was born to be like this.

A burly figure in a cloak stood at the bow, admiring from afar the scene of a group of ambitious people from the Old World lining up to give their lives around [Noah's Ark].

He exclaimed at the illusory projection beside him whose face could not be seen clearly, and only a pair of gold-rimmed glasses could be vaguely seen on his face:
"Mr. Mysterious Man, your plan is indeed effective.

Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.

Human beings have always thought that they are the masters of this world, but they don’t know that it is just a ridiculous illusion.

The true master of this world is about to return after 1500 years, and will no longer allow a group of tiny bugs to continue to steal the crown. They should return to their original position. "

This man had a burly build, and his voice was like thunder, but his voice seemed to be made up of countless tones combined into one, with sounds of men, women, old and young, mixed in with the roars of wild beasts, which seemed particularly strange.

The person who cannot even be named just smiled:

“It’s just something that was expected.

[Chaos Beasts] Sir, to what extent can your Blood Beast Lair control [Noah's Ark]? Anyone who enters will never come out again, right? "

The burly figure known as the Chaos Beast Group was obviously a fifth-order pseudo-god from the Blood Beast Lair. Upon hearing this, he patted his chest and said confidently in a unique tone:
"Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problem.

[Noah's Ark] itself is the top-level zero-level holy relic. Thousands of years ago, the gods of the Paleozoic period relied on it to survive the great flood.

If the [Bound Creator] had not acted too quickly during Ragnarok and robbed all the gods of their divinity and anchoring, this ship might have been able to protect some of the gods from the second disaster.

Even though he had personally experienced two major floods and suffered severe damage that was not repaired in time, he was no worse than any demigod.

After receiving the blessing from our Lord [Mother of Monsters] Echidna, the entire ecosystem of the material world is contained inside.

The operating rules are beyond anyone's control, and they will only exercise their authority according to established taboos. In essence, they are no different from natural disasters such as storms, floods, and tsunamis.

Now it has only one purpose.

Seize the life codes of various creatures, preserve the seeds of life in this world, and then copy the same 'seeds' and mix them into the populations of various creatures, and then spread them all over the world.

It took root, sprouted, and eventually grew into the Lord's family [Tree of Life].

By the way, seize the divinity and humanity of mankind and speed up the pace of my Lord's revival.

Therefore, even if a fifth-level legend from the Silver Continent entered the hull, it would be impossible for it to leave before being contaminated and assimilated into its clan.

Unless they possess the genetic information of the entire biosphere like Fang Ark, their bloodline will be a cage that binds them tightly."

As he spoke, he pointed to the orange-red ocean beneath his feet.

“For thousands of years, the Sea of ​​Monsters has devoured countless lives, and [Noah’s Ark] has almost eaten up all the citizens of the ten major underwater kingdoms in the Eastern Continent.

Accumulated this soup of life.

As long as we continue to collect the life codes of the current humans and various creatures on the Silver Continent and extract the commonalities among them, we can turn the North Sea into the pristine ocean that gave birth to all things in the Paleozoic Era as planned.

The common characteristics of humanity and life are fused in the soup of life. My Lord [Mother of Monsters] has regained her conscious human incarnation and will descend into the material world amid the silence of all beasts and the cheers of tens of thousands of people!

With the help of the chains anchored by various sects, pulling at one end and pushing at the other, it is enough to drag the collective subconscious of the Bay residents who have already entered the intertidal zone into the Sea of ​​​​Source and turn them into a clan.

By the way, completely tear apart the [Silver Law] and open the channel for the return of the main body."

The mysterious man nodded slowly:
"That's enough. Is this the legendary soup of life from which all living things in the world were born? I'll wait and see."

At the same time, the Queen of Eternal Night, who had been away from her homeland for more than half a year, also returned to the Kalmar Union.

(End of this chapter)