Ashes Of Deep Sea
Chapter 642 - Chapter 642 Chapter 640 Sailing the Skies

Chapter 642: Chapter 640 Sailing the Skies Chapter 642: Chapter 640 Sailing the Skies A roar more thunderous than thunder itself, more terrifying than a mountain collapse, echoed between the two worlds. This booming sound trembled repeatedly between the two overhanging lands, even dispersing the sea of fire and clouds of smoke around Silantis, piercing through the tranquility brought by the “Wall of Silence,” startling Lukeleysia and her companions who were resting briefly.

Sherry almost instantly sprang up from the ground, subconsciously looking up in the direction of the roar while exclaiming, “What the hell exploded?! What was that?”

“Look up there!” Nina ran to the edge of the protective light barrier, trying hard to see the upside-down desert continent in the sky, pointing in a certain direction, “There’s a huge explosion over there!”

Sherry looked toward the direction of Nina’s finger, her eyes widening bit by bit.

On that upside-down continent, she saw a storm raging; the vague clusters of storm clouds, like a moving wall, swept across the land. Within the storm, flashes of light could be seen. Each time there was a light burst, the storm itself seemed to disperse momentarily, and a terrifying roar would echo between the two worlds–then the storm would reshape itself, once again converging into a bright flame.

In these repeated impacts and explosions, the material of “another world” had been scattered between the two worlds. Countless dust and sand were now floating above Silantis, drifting chaotically in the crevices between the two worlds as if gravity had no hold, forming rivers of flowing sand in the sky and clouds of dust both large and small.

The slow collision process between the two worlds had stopped at some unknown moment, as if some external force had forcibly “stuck” this progression, leaving only the continuous booming sound between heaven and earth. The material constantly tossed out between the two lands formed increasingly massive “clouds.”

“We can’t keep staying here,” Morris suddenly said. “There might be trouble at Fenna’s end–she’s been unreachable since a while ago.”

“Are we going over there?” Sherry lifted her hand, pointing to the other world above their heads, “I have no objections, but how do we get there? The paper boat Lukeleysia folded earlier turned to ashes during the ‘landing’…”

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lukeleysia casually pulled out a sheet of white paper from nowhere, waving it in front of everyone, “I still have paper, I’ll fold another.”

Sherry stared dumbly at the sheet of white paper brought out by Miss Witch, her expression slightly peculiar, “Still folding with paper? Isn’t there a sturdier method?”

Lukeleysia thought for a moment, then fished another sheet of paper from her bosom.

“I’ll use two sheets together.”

Sherry evidently still thought this was unreliable, but she couldn’t beat anyone in a fight, so she wisely and cautiously kept her opinions to herself–and under her and A-Dog’s cautious watch, Lukeleysia had already tossed a new paper boat beyond the barrier.

The paper boat swiftly enlarged in mid-air, stretching, and in the blink of an eye turned into a pristine little boat, floating outside the semi-transparent light screen like a light, drifting cloud.

Nina gaped at this sight, unable to help but let out an exclamation of amazement, “Incredible! How did you do this?! Can I learn it?”

“Witch’s trick, I suggest you not be too interested,” Lukeleysia glanced at Nina with an envious face, waving her hand as she stepped toward the barrier, “At this stage, it’s better for you to learn math, physics, and chemistry first…”

Nina pursed her lips with a complicated expression, then looked up again at the completely changed world outside the barrier.

She took a deep breath, then turned to look at the small tree that supported the last of the Wall of Silence.

After two seconds, she and Sherry simultaneously waved at the small tree, whispering their goodbyes.

Moments later, the paper-folded little boat silently rose into the sky, carrying the group away from the scorched land, flying toward the upside-down world at the edge of the sky.

Sherry leaned over the edge of the boat, looking down at the forest gradually being covered by darkness and smoke, watching the tiny conical light screen fade away into the thick smoke and ultimately disappear after several flashes of lightning, musing softly after a long while, “Can we ever see that tree again?”

“We can not. Everything here will eventually vanish–and that is for the best concerning the real world,” Lukeleysia’s voice came from the side, carrying a nearly inhuman calm and reason, “This place is but a part of the memories of the elf race, everything here, in an extremely distant past, has already perished. Silantis, Xilin, Saslouka… a very, very long time ago, they were already dead.”

“… I know, I know,” Sherry said with some irritation, waving her hand dismissively, her tone carrying a complaint “You don’t have to put it so bluntly, I was just feeling a little sentimental…”

Lukeleysia paid no attention to Sherry’s grumbling. Instead, she earnestly navigated the paper-folded boat, quickly shifting her focus from the forest below to the World Tree afar.

Although the slow collision of the two worlds had temporarily stopped, the collapse of Silantis continued–the once sky-covering huge canopy of the World Tree was now thoroughly burnt through by the sea of fire flowing in the sky, turning into a terrifying wreckage crisscrossing amidst the flames, while the remaining fire still flowed along those mountain-like winding branches. Some of these flames had even spread to the realm of “another world.”

But those spreading flames seemed to be blocked by something, only able to float above the desert, unable to touch the world truly.

A thunder-like sound came from Silantis–a great collapse of the World Tree gradually reaching its peak.

The treetops consumed by the flames began to fracture in large chunks, as massive as a city falling from the clouds, crashing down on the land. The mountains were torn apart by the collapse of the World Tree, with ravines and canyons gradually being filled and covered by the ashes of the mighty tree. Dust and smoke obscured the sky, and Silantis was slowly returning to the shape Nina and Morris had first seen.

The little boat was gradually approaching the critical point between the two worlds.

“Everyone, be careful; we might experience gravitational reversal,” Morris warned. “Don’t panic, and hold on to the gunwale.”

Nina and Sherry immediately reacted, obediently grabbing the edges of the paper boat. A-Dog also clung tightly to the raised structures inside the paper boat, formed by the fold lines.

Lucresia, while preparing for the gravitational reversal, was also carefully controlling the paper boat as it continued to ascend.

However, just when everything was prepared, a great sense of crisis suddenly surged from deep within her heart!

An attack!

No sooner had this thought surfaced in her mind than Lucresia abruptly maneuvered the small boat to the side– but this response was ultimately a step too slow. In the next second, a burst of brilliance suddenly appeared in the air, slicing through. Although it merely grazed by, the edge of the paper boat was instantly shredded and ignited by the light!

And in the next instant, an endless barrage of brilliance appeared before everyone’s eyes.

It was an interwoven light, a type of barrier hidden between the two worlds, revealing itself only when an uninvited guest attempted to approach that desert world–those tangled rays were bright and pure, dazzling like sunlight, yet they carried a fierce malice and a terrifying, twisted air of madness.

This grand curtain of light surged in the sky, and the flame streams rising from its edges poured down like a torrential downpour from the sky, covering the trembling little paper boat!

Caught in the “rainstorm” of fire and bright light, Sherry and A-Dog exclaimed in unison, “What the hell is this?!!”

“… It’s the power of the Creeping Sun!” Lucresia had already recognized the familiar yet blasphemous aura from the fluttering curtain of light. As she hurriedly controlled the boat to decrease its altitude, she spoke rapidly, “I knew it… The Scions of the Sun have infiltrated. They’ve sealed off the sky!”

Before her words ended, a blinding flash suddenly streaked before everyone’s eyes.

The flash almost ripped the entire paper boat apart.

The fragmented boat lost control and began to wobble as it plummeted towards the ground.

Sherry instantly hugged A-Dog’s neck, shouting at the top of her lungs, “I can’t fly!”

Her cry echoed in the sky, but at that moment, a strange, tearing roar suddenly came from afar, cutting off her shout.

That bizarre sound even seemed to quiet the whole world.

In the shakily falling paper boat, Lucresia opened her eyes wide in surprise, looking toward the direction of the strange sounds.

It was Silantis’s trunk.

Somewhere at the base of that trunk, a tearing roar was being emitted.

The land trembled, and even from this distance, cracks visible to the naked eye appeared on the surface of the trunk, resembling a huge mountain. The next second, the cracks suddenly widened, and a burst of blazing green Spectral Flame erupted from within!

Amid the rapidly expanding Spectral Flame, a massive shadow emerged from Silantis’s trunk–first a majestic prow, then the soaring masts and semi-transparent spectral sails, followed by the wide deck, orderly array of gun ports, and the towering stern.

It was the Homeloss, now completely transformed into its Spectral Form, tearing through the remnants of Silantis and entering this world from near the roots of the World Tree.

Afterward, it began to ascend, gliding over the scorched earth, over the forests where embers still remained, sailing through this once whole but now fragmented and unrecognizable world, and making its way higher and higher.

The Ghost Ship sailed through the skies under the afterglow of the apocalypse.

The ethereal Spectral Flames, like foam and wake rippling on the sea’s surface, undulated and spread out behind the stern, layer upon layer, covering and infiltrating the spreading sea of fire around Silantis, as if to rekindle the entire world once again.