After trying to use the Siren's unique "Psychic Song" and "Racial Talent Resonance" to communicate with his compatriots on the same continent, Miss Til, the deep-sea salted fish, fell into shock.

Her singing was not responded. The psychic echo originally belonged to Cassandra only had an empty noise - which showed that the target existed, but the distance was far beyond the reach of the psychic singing.

She raised her eyes and met Gao Wen's extra serious gaze, who frowned: "How far can your 'song' communicate with each other?"

"In the continent without interference and near-shore areas, no matter how far it is, unless the target has entered the depths of the endless ocean," Tyre's tail tip was circled on the ground, which seemed to indicate that her emotions were a little nervous. "I can sense that Cassandra still exists, but I can't hear her echo. Perhaps she has reached a place thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers away from the coastline of the continent of Loren... When did they lose contact?"

"It's not long - it's definitely not enough for them to run so far, even if they can't fly," Gao Wen shook his head, "Is there any other way to locate your own compatriots?"

"... Then I can only use the old method to find an antenna tower to hang myself up," Tyre thought for a while, and said with little confidence. "But the continent of Loren and the nearby areas are now covered by interference. The same method can no longer be contacted by Anta Vien. If Cassandra and the others are rushing to the same distant place, then my method may not be effective..."

"All it all goes," Gao Wen made a decision quickly. "We must find a way to determine where that fleet went - the right to use the Cecil's highest hub tower is given to you. For the next period of time I need you to call Cassandra and other fellow hunchbacks as long as possible."

This is an important matter, and even Tyre showed his energy. She nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll go to the tower and hang it..."

"...Don't fall down again," Gao Wen looked at the fish, and his eyes couldn't help trembling. "If it really doesn't work, you just operate in the rest cabin on the top of the tower. It's still winter. You have already fallen and died three times this year because you freeze while sleeping at a high place."

"Hey, don't worry, this time I'll carry a heater up - there's no way to directly contact the crystal array in the rest cabin, the signal amplification effect will be reduced," Tyre seemed to have no concerns about Gao Wen's reminder at all. It's possible that she had been used to it for a long time. She waved her hand and arched towards the door, muttering, "Then I'm going now, you're waiting for my news..."

After Tyre left, Gao Wen sighed softly with a little helplessness and worry, and Amber, who was sitting beside him, climbed up like a resurrection. The amber eyes looked at Gao Wen without blinking: "You said... will this matter also be related to the changes in the wasteland? Calculate the time, not long after the abnormal astronomical phenomena were observed in various parts of the Loren continent, Byron's fleet lost contact..."

"This possibility is not ruled out," Gao Wen said with a frown, "Anyway, no matter what accident happens now, I suspect it has to do with the cultists in the wasteland. After all, they are the ones who can cause trouble on this planet at present..."

"I understand, after all, everything will take the blame," Amber waved his hand, and then spoke with some concern, "You said... could this be some weapon they created? Weapons that can directly attack the sea through the entire continent? The abnormal celestial phenomena we observed everywhere in the mainland might be just the interference released when this weapon was activated. After all, they have the support of the deep blue network. As long as the energy supply is enough, even if the technical level is limited, they can create something that is scary..."

"It's useless to guess these things now," Gao Wen shook his head, "Only one thing is certain, that such a large fleet cannot disappear out of thin air. Tyr also confirmed that Cassandra still 'existent'. The pilot squadron did not return to Loren or Antavine, so I prefer that Byron's fleet is still sailing some waters, but for some reason... they moved a very long distance in a very short time, and even moved to a place where Tyr's singing could not reach..."

...

The breeze blew through the open and calm ocean, bringing a fresh and slightly salty atmosphere in the wind. The slightly undulating waves gently slapped the alloy armor on the side of the battleship. The majestic and upright bow cast a large area of ​​shadow on the sea surface facing the brilliant sunshine sprinkled from the sky. This sea area is so calm at this moment, just as if the storm and chaotic magic were illusions before it were both storms and chaotic magic.

The magical interference in the sea has not completely disappeared. The ship's communication system and various sensing devices are still constantly capturing indissoluble magic signals. These residual traces are the only evidence that the storm has actually existed before. Byron stood on the platform of the captain's seat, staring at the interference noise projected on the communication device, and then turned his head to look at the technical adjutant beside him: "Is communication still impossible to recover?"

"All channels have no response, and our contact with the mainland has been completely interrupted - now only the communication system inside the fleet is still operating normally," the technical adjutant reported nervously, "In addition, the ocean reading is very abnormal, and this area is completely unfamiliar."

"... Keep calling." Byron ordered, then stepped out of the captain's pedestal. He walked through a busy control center and the connecting bridge on the side of the bridge, pushed open the thick closed gate to the observation deck on the upper deck. The warm sea breeze blew from a distance, waving his messy hair and messy mood. He looked into the distance and saw only the clouds that had not completely dissipated from the sea level after the storm faded, and the vast ocean between them.

There is no land, no island, and no reference object that can be seen in the current sea area in theory. The Winter Hot Winter is floating in the center of an endless ocean. It is a completely unfamiliar sea area, not on any known route, and it has obviously exceeded the transmission limit of the communication link around the mainland route.

Footsteps came from the side, Byron turned around and saw the red-haired dragon seal witch Asharena walking towards this side. He nodded slightly to the other party: "It seems that we were 'thrown' by the storm to a strange sea area, and the deviation of the route was even more exaggerated than expected."

"... The storm can't 'stop' a group of giant ships of this size. We are obviously far away from Loren's near the sea," Asharena shrugged, "Have you noticed the warm sea breeze here and the sunshine in the sky?"

"Of course I noticed it," Byron said in a deep voice. "We are sailing southward, and we may have crossed the entire climate zone, which is as hot as the equator. But even if the winter is driving at full speed, it is impossible to run from the Aldo estuary to the equatorial waters in the past few hours, let alone we have already anchored and activated the wave rune... What are the suggestions for this?"

"The ship itself has not suffered much damage. The Beishan is collecting marine specimens for analysis. There is no conclusion yet. The Siren and Naga Navigators have already been launched, but they...it seems to take some time to determine where the fleet has floated," Asharena spread her hands. "I am preparing to take off, and I should be able to see further from the air."

"…The situation in front of me reminded me of many years ago," Byron looked at the former adventure companion and couldn't help but speak, "The time we got lost in the forest in the southern border, even the local guides we hired were lost."

"At that time we shouldn't have believed Watson's words and drink some 'mixed mushroom soup' - I really didn't expect that even the dragonborns could be knocked down by the red mushrooms in the southern forest," Asharena curled her lips, "But I think this kind of trek on the endless ocean is worse than losing direction in the forest - although the sirens and Naga in the fleet look pretty good."

When Byron heard this, he suddenly glared: "Nonsense, they are deep-sea creatures. Even if the fleet is really trapped in this broken place forever, they can still have a happy life catching fish in the water every day. Can our salt content be compared with them?"

Asarena laughed, then waved her hand: "Stop talking about this, I want to 'go up' to see the situation. The clouds in the distance are fading, and you may see the coastline or something in the air."

"... Be careful," Byron looked at Asharena for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help reminding him, "Pay attention to the situation of the communication device, return immediately if you encounter magical interference, try to ensure that the cold winter stays within your visual range - I always feel that the 'visibility' we encountered this time is very wrong, and even the Siren has never seen such a 'natural phenomenon' appear on the sea."

"I know, I know, Mr. 'Captain' - you didn't nag like that back then." Asarena laughed. Although she said impatient words, she looked very good. Then she walked briskly to the back of the upper deck, which was a "Tingji Ping" dedicated to the take-off and landing of Asarena who was operating with the cold winter. Byron watched the red-haired dragon-born lady walking onto the platform. Then in a light curtain that appeared out of thin air, her slender human-shaped body turned into a giant dragon, and her huge body covered with alloy armor and steel giant wings rose from the deck and flew into the distance.

Byron watched Asarena take off, until the other party gradually turned into an inconspicuous black dot between the clouds, and then turned back to the bridge.

In the sky, layers of clouds came towards us, and the too bright sunlight shone on the clouds, emitting a glow that made the dragon unable to help but squint. Ashalina felt the pleasure of the strong wind passing through the gaps between the scales and armor, and continued to raise the height while paying attention to the situation in the distance.

She noticed a circle of clouds entrenched in front of her. The clouds were gradually dissipating in the sun, but they were still seriously hindering their sight. Except for that direction, only large oceans could be seen on the surrounding sea surface, without any trace of islands or land.

"This is Asharena. The clouds ahead are a little abnormal. I plan to lean over and observe," the red dragon flying in the air activated the communication device and called the cold winter number located on the sea. "Please keep track of my signal."

"I received the winter number, be careful," Byron's voice came from the communicator. The "mercenary leader" who was not very serious at this time was unexpectedly reliable in the communicator. "Keep the communication smoothly and don't go too deep."

"I understand, I'll just look over and take a look." Ashalina responded, and began to speed up while lowering the height towards the thinner direction of the clouds. The high air flow quickly passed through the edge of her giant wings. The little magic released by the steel wing device during operation stimulated the air, leaving a beautiful blue arc against the background of the sky. She entered the clouds and mist, and quickly passed through this not-so-thick and gradually dissipating "interference", and a huge thing finally gradually appeared in her eyes.

Miss Dragonborn slowly widened her eyes, and her wings almost forgot to flap. Between the brilliant skylight and the endless ocean in this strange land, the dragon soaring in the sky connected with the mothership, and called her former leader in a very restrained and ladylike voice: "...WDNMD What is this!! What is this TM?!"

"Asharena? What did you see?" Byron, opposite the communicator, was obviously startled, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but we seem to have encountered something amazing!" Asarena urged the giant wings vigorously, adjusting herself to a hovering posture while activating the image capture device on the Dragonborn Armor. "I'll send the image back, take a look, and then see if we want to let the fleet come - I think it's necessary for us to get close to investigate..."

The picture was quickly transmitted back, and the communicator was quiet for a few seconds. Then Asharena heard Byron's voice resounding throughout the channel: "What is WDNMD?! What is this TM?!"

"Look at me and just say it..."

Byron stood in the captain's seat, staring at the image sent back by Asarena.

It was a towering tower, standing proudly on a huge island cast by steel. The outer wall of the tower made of unknown alloy was shining with a dazzling layer of glow under the sunlight. There were many unknown bulges, platforms, pipes and other structures on the upper floor. In the picture sent back in front, it could be seen that the tower not only pointed straight towards the sky, but also could not see its top from afar. It actually extended upwards infinitely like a pillar of the mythology and legend, and even passed through the clouds all the way until it disappeared at the end of the blue dome.

Byron has seen buildings similar to it in his life.

Next to the continent of Tallongde, there is also a tower with similar styles on the cold ocean. It is a relic of the ancient civilization called the "Starring Man" left on this planet. Now the tower has been polluted by counter-tides and has completely lost its former function.

But that tower... can be seen from the top.

"…General,” the voice of an adjutant came from the side, interrupting Byron's thoughts, "We are now..."

Byron took a breath and ordered while connecting with Asharena: "Reconnaissance Ji returns first, this fleet is moving closer to the target, and let's go over and see the situation."

"Okay, I'll go back first..." Asarena's voice sounded in the communicator, but then she raised her tone, "Wait, what the hell is 'sensation girl'?!"

"Ah..." Byron immediately touched his nose awkwardly, "I have read a few more pages of "The Book of the Holy Words" recently and learned some new words."
Chapter completed!