Ashes Of Deep Sea Chapter 511

Chapter 511: Chapter 512 Extinguish Chapter 511: Chapter 512 Extinguish Shouts from the street outside startled Lucricia and Taran Aer, and immediately, both turned their gaze sharply towards the window.

Warm, bright “sunlight” still poured in from outside, so much that for the first few seconds, Lucricia and Taran Aer noticed nothing amiss with the environment. But soon, they realized that the “sunlight” coming through the window was somewhat discordant compared to before, and the overall brightness of the sky had diminished.

Lucricia's eyes narrowed, and in the next second, she went “bang” and transformed into countless colorful paper pieces that scattered and whirled out the window. The fluttering paper pieces spiraled up to the roof like a tornado and reconvened on a platform into the figure of the Sea Witch–Lucricia looked up towards where the sun was supposed to be high in the sky.

A huge dark sphere was quietly suspended in the sky, and the two rune circles on its edge released dazzling golden glows. Between the two rings of light, there were frequent dim flickers, as if the connections were faulty and they might extinguish at any moment.

Since the main source of light had plunged into darkness, the sun's brightness was now only from those two rune circles–logically, the entire city-state should have been close to the dimness of approaching night.

Yet, sunlight still shone upon Light Breeze Harbor, the light coming from the not-so-distant sea's surface–there, a mountainous Luminous Geometric Body remained silently afloat, and the pale golden “sunlight” that spread from that direction staved off total darkness in the city. This was the source of the “sunlight” Lucricia and Taran Aer had seen in the room.

The sound of clothing rustling against the building and heavy breathing reached her ears. Lucricia looked down to see a middle-aged Elf with messy golden hair struggling to climb up the drainpipe–Master Taran Aer, despite his century-old rotator cuff syndrome and cervical spondylosis, had made it onto the platform.

The talent of Elves, truly awe-inspiring.

“Huff… Huff… Ms. Lucricia, you were right… Huff… I might need some physical exercise. Merely watching my diet for nutrition isn't enough… Huff… to ensure strength…”

“I don't think you've been watching your diet for nutrition–'Life Sign Sustenance Meals' are only meant to maintain your vital signs,” Lucricia said with an expressionless face, but her eyes remained fixed on the dark sphere hanging in the distant sky, “As for now, we should take a look at the sky first; that's a bigger problem.”

Taran Aer caught his breath and raised his head to look in that direction.

Cast in the pale golden light seeping from the direction of the sea, the dark sphere hanging in the sky appeared even more ominous–Anomaly 001-Sun, which had shielded this world for ten thousand years, now extinguished, presented a sight of such terror.

It was like a fearsome void leading to the end of all things, or a rotten, dying eyeball, quietly gazing down upon the whole world from the sky.

“…Oh, it seems we have serious trouble…” Taran Aer finally let out a few words from his throat, his eyes–bloodshot from prolonged nights of work–narrowing as if trying to focus and see more details on the surface of the dark sphere, “The worst thing…”

“The City-State Guards have begun to maintain order. It seems that the routine mechanized training is useful after all,” Lucricia said, looking down at the street below. Steam-powered walkers and tactical squads, bearing the emblems of the City-State Guards and the Academy of Truth, had already appeared at the intersections, and the panicked citizens were being directed to regain composure with difficulty–yet even so, the overall chaos of the districts continued, and it was uncertain how it would develop.

Every person in this world was always prepared for an “abnormal disaster,” but no matter what, the impact of the “extinguishing of the sun” on ordinary people clearly exceeded all training and contingency plans.

“I have to return to the Brilliant Starship to confirm the situation,” Lucricia suddenly withdrew her gaze from the district and quickly said to Taran Aer, “That ship is near the 'Falling Luminous Body,' it might be able to collect useful data.”

Taran Aer opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything, the “Sea Witch” before him had once again turned into countless colorful paper pieces, and in the blink of an eye, they whirled away from the roof platform, flying towards the distant harbor.

The Elven scholar was left alone on the rooftop. He spaced out for a moment before looking down at the direction he had just climbed.

“At least help me get down…”

He murmured in frustration, slowly got up, and prepared to descend via the drainpipe back to the second-floor balcony. But just then, something in the corner of his eye suddenly caught his attention.

It was a nearby building, the “Tower of Flowing Clouds” of the city-state university–owned by the Academy of Truth, most Elves simply referred to it as “The High Tower.”

The top of the tower was equipped with various observational devices for monitoring the weather and observing the sky, with special filters and telescopic assemblies also used to observe the sun and other distant objects.

“…Observing the sun at a time like this is not wise…”

The Elven scholar muttered, then casually took out an amulet symbolizing the God of Wisdom Rahm from his clothes, pressed it to his forehead and briefly prayed for the protection of folly.

“Alright, now I am a fool.”

Taran Aer said, stowing the amulet, took a deep breath, then quickly judged the distances and relative positions of a few nearby rooftops, and sprinted towards the one he felt most confident about, leaping off with a jump.

In those two seconds of brief freedom from gravity, feeling the wind on his cheeks and his body crossing over rooftops, a very valuable question suddenly surfaced in the mind of this Elven scholar–
“Why didn't I call for help from my students?”

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The entire world had fallen into gloom, enshrouded by an enigmatic sky light that resembled twilight yet was more somber than twilight, blanketing the Endless Sea.

The extinguished, massive sphere hung in the sky like a terrifying void, remaining motionless since its extinguishing, its surrounding two rings of rune structures emitting the only remaining “afterglow,” which even seemed a bit dazzling under the circumstances of the extinguished sun.

However, that “dazzling” light cast onto the mortal realm could barely dispel the world's darkness.

Duncan made his way to the deck, his expression exceptionally solemn as he lifted his head to gaze at the pitch-black sphere, uttering not a word.

Everyone had run out from their rooms, gathering on the deck, looking towards that mysterious and inexplicable sky, Fenna whispering prayers, Morris with a furrowed brow, Sherry clutching tightly to Dog behind Duncan, and Nina grasping Duncan's arm, her face full of nervous panic.

In the latter's eyes, a faint golden glow ebbed and flowed.

Only Alice displayed an unbelievable “calmness” at this moment–she simply propped her head up with one hand, curiously scrutinizing the extinguished sun as if suddenly confronted with something novel and odd, showing not the slightest sign of fear.

Lacking common sense, she seemed unable to fully grasp what was happening at the moment.

A swaying shadow suddenly appeared in the air near Duncan, rapidly expanding and contracting, forming into the silhouette of Agatha.

“The Spirit Realm situation is normal, Captain,” she said swiftly to Duncan, “and there isn't a problem elsewhere on the ship.”

Duncan nodded slightly.

As a mirror image, Agatha could travel through the mirror world, instantly inspecting every chamber on Homeloss, and she also had the “eyes” that could peer into the Spirit Realm, allowing her to confirm the state of the deeper world surrounding Homeloss–at times, the intelligence she “observed” was even more comprehensive than what Duncan “sensed.”

“Captain,” Sherry called, holding Dog's head and looking up at Duncan, her usually cheerful face now filled with fear and panic, “what's going on… is this what you warned us about before?”

Duncan didn't immediately answer Sherry but instead observed the sky carefully with a furrowed brow. After a while, he started speaking in a low voice as if talking to himself, “Creation of the World has not appeared.”

“Creation of the World?” Morris, who heard this, suddenly stiffened, then also reacted, looking up at the sky, “Indeed, Creation of the World is still in a hidden state, which means…”

“The sun is still working,” Duncan nodded gently, “It's just that the 'light-emitting' function is somehow shut off, but its suppressive effect on Creation of the World persists.”

“Will the sun light up again?” Alice asked suddenly, turning her head with curiosity.

Duncan had no answer.

But he nodded slightly, “It should–this vast anomaly has been stably operating for ten thousand years, even if there is a problem, it shouldn't suddenly collapse completely, at least… not today.”

Alice was reassured, smiling happily, “Oh, that's good. I haven't sun-dried my blanket yet.”

Listening to the carefree puppet's words, Duncan couldn't help but let out a light chuckle. Then he lowered his head and ruffled Nina's hair.

Nina looked up, the pale gold flames burning in her pupils, the brilliance of the stars fermenting within that fire.

She nodded slightly, then let go of Duncan's arm that she had been holding.

Moments later, a blinding brilliance suddenly ascended from the deck–Nina transformed into a curved blaze in an instant, this miniature sun dancing around Duncan twice before gracefully leaping up the mast, flying into the sky and finally hanging still at the highest point of Homeloss' mast–at a place tens of meters higher than the mast itself.

The curved blaze swirled there, the light of the fire condensing into a small sun, and “sunlight” once again illuminated the Homeloss and a small area of the surrounding sea.

In the distant sky, anomaly 001 remained in its extinguished state, but at least within the range of the Sun Shard's radiance, comforting warmth and light once again enveloped everyone.

Duncan let out a soft sigh, knowing that in such times, light was the best comfort for people's hearts.

“Alright, now I should go and check on the rest of the situation.”

Chapter end

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