Sail Shadows in the Sea of ​​Fog

Chapter 172 Beast Hatchery

Inside the silver gate, a tremendous echo still reverberated through the spherical space filled with scaffolding.

Under the watchful eyes of Cheng Lang and Yun Ji, as the furnace burned ever brighter, the mechanical creation, which had been injected with red and blue liquids, would occasionally spew out a cloud of steam or emit various kinds of noise.

"What should we do?" Yun Ji asked in a low voice.

"Wait first"

Just as Cheng Lang finished answering the first part, Fan Hart's gruesome remains gradually disappeared from the glass spheres.

"Do you think everything that's happening right now is good or bad for Fan Hart?" Cheng Lang asked in a low voice.

"You think it's good for him?" Yun Ji keenly realized something.

"The beloved becomes the candle wick, and the tears of reunion become sweet dew."

Cheng Lang repeated a line from the prophetic poem he had just heard in a low voice, "Think about everything we've encountered along the way since we emerged from the water. I believe this place has been taken over by the pirate queen Eleanor."

Perhaps they've been waiting for this moment all this time.

So we do nothing?

As Yun Ji spoke, she slowly sheathed the dagger in her hand back at her waist.

"laugh--!"

Before Cheng Lang could say anything, the strange metal contraption spewed out a large cloud of thick steam, followed by streams of clear green liquid that quickly flowed back into the huge glass tube from the machine.

"puff"

The monster with the missing arm also fell to the ground at that moment and never moved again.

Even the firelight in the furnace dimmed considerably, and the huge spherical space became so quiet that it seemed only the breathing of Cheng Lang and Yun Ji could be heard.

"Let's go down and have a look."

As Cheng Lang spoke, he cracked his whip, wrapped it around the scaffolding, and jumped down.

Following closely behind, Yun Ji also held the feather pendant in her mouth, spread her black wings, and silently circled, observing the surrounding situation as she landed, searching for any possible ferocious beasts.

Fortunately, she did not find any danger until she was on the ground and standing next to Cheng Lang.

Look at this.

Cheng Lang looked up and pointed to the huge glass tube lying horizontally in front of him, which was four or five meters in diameter and seven or eight meters long.

At this moment, the glass tube was completely filled with a clear green liquid, and within this green liquid, there seemed to be wisps of golden light appearing and disappearing like shimmering waves.

Within this enormous tube of liquid, something seemed to be subtly contained in the center.

"That looks like a mermaid egg?" Yun Ji even lowered her voice unconsciously when she made her guess.

"I do not know"

Cheng Lang shook his head, then gently tapped the glass tube. "I don't know what's floating in there, but doesn't it look familiar?"

Seeing that Yun Ji still looked bewildered, Cheng Lang smiled, reached into a pocket on the side of his belt and pulled out an elven healing potion, waving it at Yun Ji, whose eyes were wide open.

"You mean, this is... a Spirit Healing Potion?!" Yun Ji asked incredulously, "Such a large Spirit Healing Potion?"

"big?"

Cheng Lang looked at the elven healing potion in his hand and shook his head. "Yun Ji, it's a question of who should go first and who should go last."

Is the tube in front of us too big, or is the tube in my hand too small?

You mean this came first?

Looking at the enormous glass tube, which was much taller than the two of them even when they were lying down, Yun Ji murmured, "How could you have made such a guess?"

“The dwarves disappeared after Poseidon was killed; they couldn’t have created these things after that.”

Cheng Lang said, "I remember that before Poseidon was killed, the elves were a matriarchal tribe living in tents?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ji did not respond to the conversation, but instead reached out and stroked the large glass tube that was slightly warm, lost in thought.

"I am increasingly suspicious that much of the history of this world is fake."

Cheng Lang said, "Gotland's ship bottle, the elves' healing potions, Rika's forging technology, Morpheus's interspecies hybridization, and the burrowing beetles and traveling wagons left behind by the dwarves, etc."

I even suspect that elves and orcs may not have existed originally.

"What is your guess about the truth?" Yun Ji asked.

"Can't guess"

Cheng Lang shook his head. "But do you still remember the castle we found in the Sea of ​​Despair?"

"The castle protected by Lord Night God?"

"That's right"

Cheng Lang nodded. "That was a civilization. I can't say for sure whether, in my opinion, that civilization was older or younger than the dwarf civilization."

But it was a civilization completely different from the nations of the Star Sea Continent today.

The dwarves are also a completely different civilization, entirely different from the civilizations of the current Starsea Continent.

"What do you want to say?" Yun Ji was increasingly confused.

"The once glorious civilization in the royal city guarded by the dwarves and the Night Demons is intrinsically linked to the exploitation of the undead."

Cheng Lang paused and continued, "But Ye Di seems to focus more on developing his own undead. For them, life and death seem to be just a change in the state of life."

"And here?" Yun Ji asked.

"The development of other undead beings"

Cheng Lang made a peace sign, "It looks like two fingers of a hand sticking out."

"What about us?"

Yun Ji asked, "Star Sea Continent, Pirate City, and even sirens, sea monsters, and all humans, orcs, and elves—what about us?"

"if"

Cheng Lang paused for a moment, then said, "What if we were all guinea pigs? Guinea pigs trying to continue civilization, which led to the development of different paths."

Some participants simulated animals, some adapted to underwater conditions, and some even hybridized between experimental subjects. Of course, some retained their most basic form.

At this point, Cheng Lang snapped his fingers, "Perhaps only Fan Hart can give us the answer to all of this."

"He's still alive?"

“He is a ghost. If he could be killed simply by being cut into pieces, Princess Yunlan wouldn’t have been so interested in me and my whip in the first place.”

Cheng Lang pointed to the thing floating inside the huge glass tube, "I guess that's Fan Hart. Everything here might have been prepared for him."

"Resurrected? You mean he will be resurrected?" Yun Ji asked in surprise.

"As I just said, for the branch of civilization that Night Di protects, life and death are merely changes in the state of life. For them, this state may be subject to repeated changes."

"How is this possible?!" Yun Ji exclaimed in surprise.

“Nothing is impossible”

Cheng Lang sighed, "In some civilizations, even the undead, shiphearts, and even dark elves have such excellent night vision capabilities that are impossible."

"how"

Yun Ji stopped halfway through her sentence, recalling the captain's strange behavior, the desperate sea spirit who seemed to have an unusual relationship with him, and the language that only they could understand.

Suppressing her suspicion, Yun Ji asked, "What do we do now?"

Let's wait a bit.

Cheng Lang pointed to the horizontal glass tube, "The liquid inside is starting to lighten in color, and I guess it might change soon."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ji, who had been lost in thought, immediately became more alert.

There must have been a lot of large equipment here originally.

Cheng Lang pointed to the numerous interfaces on the huge furnace, "This place must have been very busy back then."

"Where did the dwarves go?" Yun Ji couldn't help but ask.

"I have a guess, but it's meaningless."

Cheng Lang shook his head, not wanting to continue. Instead, he moved closer to the huge furnace, curiously examining the crimson flames in the observation window, trying to figure out the fuel it used.

"Grumpy"

Before he could find the answer, the clusters of bubbles rising from the huge glass tube attracted the attention of Cheng Lang and Yun Ji.

Under their increasingly vigilant gaze, more and more bubbles appeared, and the liquid in the glass tube became lighter and lighter in color. Eventually, the liquid disappeared somewhere, leaving only a long platform and a "soft egg" lying on it in the huge glass tube.

This soft egg was like a person wrapped in a placenta. Through the glass tube and the translucent placenta, they could even vaguely see something slowly struggling inside.

As time ticked by, the thing inside the placenta struggled more and more violently, to the point that the soft egg even fell off the table and rolled around painfully at the bottom of the glass tube, trying again and again to tear open the seemingly remarkably flexible placenta.

"Should we help him?" Yun Ji asked.

"Wait a little longer"

Cheng Lang shook his head, patiently sat down on the ground, and waited for the life in the glass tube to break out of its shell.

Seeing this, Yun Ji hesitated for a moment, then nimbly climbed up the layers of scaffolding, temporarily returning to the other side of the gate. She briefly explained the situation to Yun Lan and the others, and then immediately ran back.

After patiently waiting for most of the day, the life inside the placenta finally tore open without warning.

Perhaps because of the influx of air, the life inside the placenta suddenly gained strength. With a gentle pull of his four arms, the supple placenta was completely torn open, and then a life that was both stunning and ugly emerged.

His upper body was completely that of a long-haired male elf on one side, and seemed to be that of a female elf on the other.

The placenta he had just torn open had turned pitch black, and he wrapped it around his waist, barely covering his octopus-like lower body.

Under Cheng Lang's gaze, the monster used its four hands in pairs to touch either the front or the back of its face.

After a moment, he looked around and then waved to Cheng Lang.

Before Cheng Lang, who was secretly on guard, could respond, he had already skillfully used his octopus lower body to walk towards the mechanical structure connected to the glass tube and crawled inside.

"laugh--!"

With another hiss, the massive metal structure slowly opened, and the monster that had just been born before Cheng Lang stepped out.

However, he was now wearing an extremely large robe.

The floor-length robe not only covered his octopus-like lower body, but also his two extra arms.

"Captain, we meet again."

The "monster" spoke, "As you can see, I am the artificial life chimera Fanhart."

"This name is a very accurate description."

Having already guessed what was going on, Cheng Lang pointed around and said, "If we're still friends, why don't we introduce ourselves?"

"Of course, Captain, we are still friends."

Fan Hart paused for a moment, then said, "If we start from the beginning, it will take up a lot of time, so how about we focus on the key points?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Cheng Lang asked.

“I’m going to resurrect Eleanor,” Van Hart said truthfully. “She’s in Sweet Springs.”

Is there anything here that I can take, that is worth taking, or that I absolutely must take?

Cheng Lang pointed around and said, "If there isn't one, we can set off first and discuss the rest on the way."

"Of course. Wait a moment."

As he spoke, Fan Hart walked toward the enormous furnace, explaining, "This is the dwarven forge. The fire burning inside is to the dwarves what the sacred tree is to the elves."

As he spoke, Fan Hart opened a window on one side of the forge, then reached in and pulled out a metal ball that was only the size of an egg but glowing red-hot.

Under Cheng Lang's watchful gaze, Fan Hart swallowed the spark directly into his stomach, and the forge gradually went out.

"These are all the things worth taking with you."

As Fan Hart climbed up the scaffolding using his octopus tentacles, he explained, "Where should we begin?"

Let's start with the ferocious beasts.

Cheng Lang said, "Are the ferocious beasts monsters born from the union of elves and orcs?"

"Half right"

Fanhart said, "The beasts are warriors created by the dwarves, but the price of giving birth to them is extremely high."

"Probability? Cost?"

"More often than not, they are just mindless monsters; their only purpose is to provide the ferocious undead beasts to drive the carriages."

Fan Hart sighed, "There's probably a one in a thousand chance of a ferocious beast being born, but the price is that the souls of elves and orcs need to be fused into the soul of the ferocious beast in order to give birth to precious rationality."

In this respect, the gluttonous creature is almost the most successful example of a ferocious beast in dwarf history.

Of course, there's an even lower probability that a normal human would be born, like Santa Barbara. No, she was actually a ferocious beast too.

At this point, Van Hart changed the subject, "I guess you're going to ask where this place is and about me and Eleanor, right?"

“That’s right,” Cheng Lang and Yun Ji, who had been following silently, also stopped.

"This is a ferocious beast incubation ground, made of high-purity silver, which can prevent the souls and undead of ferocious beasts from escaping."

The ferocious beasts created here were once the main force in resisting sea monsters and sirens.

Fan Hart explained, "All the ferocious beasts you've heard of and haven't heard of originated from here."

"Why elves and orcs?" Yun Ji asked.

"Elves have the most stable soul strength among all humanoid life forms."

Orcs are the strongest in terms of physical strength, and only through their union can ferocious beasts be born. The success rate is not high, but each beast represents immense fighting power.

When Fanhart got to this point in his explanation, he sighed, "That's why, in the era before Poseidon, orcs and elves were the most popular breeding species."

"Then what?" Cheng Lang asked.

"Then Lore, also known as the Valkyrie, killed Poseidon and also halted the breeding of the ferocious beasts."

She said, "The war is over, God should take his leave, and now it's humanity's turn to shine."

Fanhart sighed, "But the rumors about the era of breeding ferocious beasts to encourage the union of dark elves and orcs have not stopped."

Long after Poseidon was killed, a very lucky elven bard entered the Dwarf Mountain and discovered it.

He excitedly memorized the route and brought his beloved wolf girl here.

"them."

"They were accidentally locked in the breeding room and forced to give birth to many monsters."

"But she was also very lucky to give birth to the only normal baby girl," Fan Hart sighed.

"Eleanor?"

“Yes, Eleanor.”

Fan Hart sighed, “Unlike Santa Barbara, who has the ability to prophesy, Eleanor was born with the ability to communicate with and command those monsters.”

She was raised by her monster brothers who plundered resources by killing fools who ventured into the Dwarf Mountain.

Later, she was incredibly lucky to encounter a dwarf apprentice who had secretly run away from Windmill Island.

Fan Hart pointed to himself at this point, "That is, me."

"What's next?" Yun Ji pressed.

"We sealed this place away and entrusted it to her monster brothers for safekeeping. We took the ship bottles we found on the adventurers and set sail to search for the missing dwarf race."

Fan Hart recalled, "Later, I had an accident. Eleanor traded a forge spark for a dead egg from Panini."

She has returned here, attempting to resurrect me using the method we found in the Sea of ​​Despair.

"So...she succeeded?" Cheng Lang asked.

"Halfway to success"

Fan Hart asked bluntly, "Now, it's my turn to resurrect her. Pirates who have come ashore, can you help me?"

"And then what happens after she's resurrected?" Cheng Lang asked.

“I don’t know,” Van Hart sighed blankly, “but I have to wake her up.”

“You should have told us this sooner,” Yun Ji said.

“I only just learned this; it’s a memory preserved within the forge’s fire,” Fan Hart said.

"What about the dark elves?" Cheng Lang asked. "Does that spark contain any memories of the dark elves?"

“No,” Van Hart shook his head. “Perhaps Eleanor knows something.”

"In that case, let's set off," Cheng Lang said, making the decision.

(End of this chapter)