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Chapter 342, the prophecy tells me that they will lead us to restore our glory (Please subscribe).

The sky over the Devil's Sea looked as if a basin of thick ink had been poured over it, pressing down heavily and darkly.

A fierce wind whipped up a torrential downpour, lashing the boat that Darryl and his companions were on.

This old warship, converted from a merchant ship and serving for over thirty-five years, groaned under its strain, every piece of ironwood creaking as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Inside the cabin, William Daryl Derry hunched over, staring intently at the tablet in his hands.

This is something left behind by that mysterious angel.

On the tablet, a tiny point of light is slowly and steadily moving through the red area representing the storm, toward their location.

There's also a line of smaller print showing the estimated arrival time.

However, he couldn't understand the words!

Because Lin Li didn't teach it.

Their magic crystals have been depleted recently, and this is their only hope for survival.

"Sir, would you like some water?"

Just as Dai Rui was about to speak, a sudden discomfort arose in his chest.

Then, a burning sensation shot from his chest up to his throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

"puff"

A mouthful of dark red blood splattered onto the wooden board, a shocking sight.

"Damn Thorne, damn traitor—" Old Darryl wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes dark.

It's the slow-acting poison that's suddenly erupted.

It was a colorless and odorless potion that gradually eroded his body over time.

Thorne and his group had poisoned themselves before, and in the last battle, the enemy had also coated their weapons with potent poison.

Thankfully, God protected him.

If it weren't for his worry about the safety of the royal family, which kept him from eating for days, he probably would have already succumbed to the poison and become a cold corpse.

Those traitors were too good at disguising themselves.

"Grandpa Darryl!"

A soft, sweet child's voice sounded from behind.

Old Dai Rui froze, quickly composed himself, and turned back to force a gentle smile.

Two-and-a-half-year-old Princess Daenerys was looking up at him with her little face upturned, a colorful lollipop clutched in her chubby little hand, and her other hand gently tugging at his clothes.

That lollipop was also left behind by an angel.

Although he didn't understand why the angels would use candy and snacks to exchange for the royal treasure.

"Your Highness, you should call me Dai Rui." He bowed, his voice hoarse.

"No, you are Grandpa Dai Rui!" the little princess insisted in her childish voice, licking her lollipop and saying indistinctly, "Grandpa Dai Rui, Mother has woken up and wants you to come over."

After saying that, she skipped and hopped towards the cabin.

Has the Queen woken up?

Old Dai Rui perked up, ignoring the excruciating pain in his body, and quickly followed the little princess into the depths of the cabin.

A strong smell of medicine wafted from the Queen's bedroom.

The once radiant queen was now as pale as a sheet, leaning weakly against the headboard, even her breathing was labored.

When she saw old Dai Rui come in, she managed a weak smile.

Damn poison, damn traitor!

Those traitors who deserve to go to hell dared to poison even the queen, a fire mage, in their attempt to usurp the throne. Had the queen not possessed profound magical power and forcibly suppressed some of the poison, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Old Dai Rui felt a mixture of anger and sorrow, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"His Majesty."

When Old Dai Rui arrived at the front, he knelt down on one knee, his voice hoarse, but his manners were impeccable.

The rules of the Fire Dragon Dynasty differ from those of other kingdoms; the queen also possesses the right of succession and supreme dignity.

"Darry, get up. There are no outsiders here." Queen Rhaenys's voice was weak, yet carried an undeniable calm. "Where are we? How far are our reinforcements?"

"Your Majesty, it's about thirty nautical miles away. At our current speed, we should be able to rendezvous with those mysterious reinforcements within two hours," Old Dai Rui replied respectfully, rising to his feet.

A smile appeared on Queen Rhaenys's pale face, a smile that brightened her entire being: "See, Daryl, my prophecy was correct. As long as we dare to venture into the Devil's Sea, we will surely see angels, the offspring of the gods, who will help us restore the Fire Dragon Dynasty!"

Old Dai Rui was startled and bowed deeply again: "Your Majesty, I apologize for questioning your prophetic magic before."

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"You are a loyal subject, Daryl, I have always known that." The Queen gently waved her hand, indicating that he didn't need to do that. "I can feel that they are—very close."

"Uh? Who?" Old Dai Rui was taken aback.

"The offspring of the Fire Dragon God, our former blood brothers, I reckon they'll be here soon!"

Old Daryl instinctively looked up at the cabin ceiling. Outside, the wind and rain were raging, but he hadn't sensed anything. "I didn't see anything, and our warning magic devices didn't detect any flying creatures—could they be coming in other flying creatures?"

Queen Rhaenys smiled mysteriously: "Yes, they have an army of steel that blots out the sky!"

Steel Legion?

Old Dai Rui was filled with doubt.

The restrictions above the Devil's Sea are so tight that even dragons can't cross them. His Majesty might be confused due to poisoning.

Just then, there was a loud knocking on the cabin door, and a panicked attendant rushed in, his face filled with terror.

"Your Majesty! Lord Daryl! From the heavens! Something is coming from the sky!"

"The enemy?" Old Dairy's hand instantly rested on the knight's magic sword at his waist, his expression stern.

"No, it's a bird! No—it's a strange bird made of iron! You must go and see!"

Before old Dai Rui could react, the queen on the bed spoke with certainty: "They are our reinforcements, alchemical creations sent by the offspring of the Fire Dragon God!"

Upon hearing this, Old Dai Rui was filled with shock and disbelief.

The Queen, supported by her maids and Prince Viserys, struggled to her feet despite her illness.

Old Daryl immediately composed himself and respectfully followed the Queen through the swaying corridor and toward the battered deck.

A fierce wind whipped up icy rain that lashed down on the ship, causing it to heave violently in the giant waves. Those on deck pointed in terror at the sky, as if witnessing some apocalyptic scene.

Old Dai Rui followed their gaze, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Under the dim sky, a strange, jet-black bird was circling above their ship.

They have no feathers and only reflect a cold, metallic sheen when lightning strikes.

Although they have wings, they do not fly by flapping their wings, but by some kind of strange device.

The device hummed and remained incredibly stable even in the raging storm.

"What is this?"

"Could it be a demon from the sky?!"

"The Steel Demon, yes, the legendary Steel Demon!!!"

"We're doomed! We've been targeted by a monster!"

The inexperienced crew members spoke in a panic, some even contemplating jumping into the sea, appearing utterly desperate.

"No—" The queen gripped the railing, letting the wind whip her soaked hair, her eyes gleaming with fanaticism. "That's an angel's creation, a miracle!"

Alchemy creations—angels—a sudden thought flashed through Old Darryl's mind, and he suddenly remembered something.

Braving the wind and rain, and enduring the excruciating pain in his arm, he pulled out the terminal tablet given to him by the mysterious angel from his pocket.

The moment he lifted the tablet, one of the iron birds circling in the sky broke away from the flock and swooped straight down toward the deck.

The crew members were terrified, thinking an attack was imminent.

However, the iron bird stopped after descending to a height of about ten meters above the deck. Old Dai Rui felt that the iron bird was staring at the tablet in his hand.

Thinking of this, he raised the tablet high.

The iron bird circled for a while, as if confirming something, before rising again and returning to the sky.

The whole process was incredibly fast; despite being inanimate objects, they were filled with an indescribable sense of order.

On their boat, apart from the sound of the wind and waves, there was only deathly silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Just like that, you left?"

"Didn't you turn into a steel demon?"

"He doesn't say anything either?"

"I didn't sense any magical fluctuations!"

"Your Majesty, why don't those iron birds communicate with us?"

The queen smiled with relief, which was followed by a violent coughing fit. "Darry, this is their iron bird. They've spotted us and confirmed we're here."

"Let's continue our voyage. It seems my prophetic magic has worked; we'll meet them soon!"

Old Daryl, recovering from his shock, nodded rapidly, "Yes, Your Majesty, your prophetic magic is truly powerful."

"My prophecy tells me they will lead us to restore our glory! Daryl, hold on, hope is with us! God is with us!"

"Cough cough————"

Seeing the Queen's expression suddenly change from her smiling face, old Dai Rui slapped himself hard and shouted, "Quick! Go get His Majesty a chair!"

While everyone was busy, the tablet in his hand suddenly vibrated.

Old Dai looked down and saw several lines of text he had never seen before appear on the screen.

[Guidance route has been sent. Please keep your device powered on.]

Don't worry, we're here.

He couldn't understand the words, but the angel's words before leaving filled him with anticipation.

It seems that reinforcements are on their way!

Time-Space Gate Base, Command Center.

On the huge electronic screen, the scene above the Devil's Sea, hundreds of kilometers away, is being broadcast live.

The images transmitted by the drone were crystal clear. In the midst of a raging storm, an old ship, a mix of steel and wood, was struggling like a fallen leaf in the towering waves.

"These are the royal family members of the Fire Dragon Kingdom?" A young staff officer leaned closer to the screen, clicking his tongue in disbelief. "This ship—it looks almost like an antique from over a hundred years ago in our museum. It's amazing they managed to cross the Devil's Sea in this thing."

If a human saw these things, they would probably get goosebumps.

It should be noted that the Devil's Sea is known for its frequent storms and heavy rains, making it easy for such ships to break apart halfway through their voyages.

A data analysis technician pointed to a white-haired figure being supported by a maid on the screen: "Judging from their clothes, they're quite elegant. That woman is probably a queen or a royal concubine, right? She looks quite stylish even in the wind and rain."

I just wonder if they'll put on airs like royalty when we get to know each other.

"Arrogance?" The person next to him laughed. "Judging from what that mysterious person said, their dynasty has been overthrown, and now they are like stray dogs. What right do they have to put on airs?"

"That's not how you say it."

A steady voice rang out, and everyone turned to see Brigade Commander Man slowly walking over, carrying a thermos filled with goji berries. He looked at the screen, his eyes showing no curiosity, only deep thought.

"That mysterious person has presented us with a major problem."

Su Mingjin, sitting in her seat and rubbing her temples, turned around upon hearing this: "Oh? What brilliant idea does Commander Man have?"

"I wouldn't call it insightful." Commander Man unscrewed the lid of his cup, took a sip of hot tea, and exhaled a puff of air. "A former royal family that was overthrown has inexplicably arrived here! We've only just established ourselves in this other world and don't want to expose ourselves too soon. They're a hot potato for us!"

He pinpointed the crux of the problem.

This group of people are not ordinary refugees; they carry the burden of national and personal grievances and represent the final will of a regime to be overthrown.

Taking them in would be tantamount to sending a very unfriendly signal to the emerging power in the southern kingdom.

Su Mingjin nodded, a hint of seriousness creeping into her expression: "You mean, once we get involved with them, it will become very difficult for us to have peaceful contact with other human kingdoms in the Southern Continent in the future?"

"That's right," Commander Man said in a deep voice. "The safest way is to refuse them outright! But the mysterious people have arrived! We can only keep their information hidden. To the outside world, just pretend this ship has sunk."

"Will you be secretly placed under house arrest from now on?" Su Mingjin immediately understood his subtext.

"For us, this is the most advantageous option," Commander Man did not deny. "But the world is too treacherous! Elves and some others have prophetic magic, and I'm afraid even more powerful humans have it too! Whether our physical isolation measures can prevent them from spying on us is still an unknown."

A moment of silence fell over the command center as everyone realized the gravity of the situation.

The collision between technology and bizarre energy particles is fraught with uncertainty.

"We have to make contact!" Su Mingjin quickly made a decision. "We need to ascertain their attitude, especially the Queen's thoughts, before deciding on our next steps. We can't abandon a potentially important source of intelligence just because we're afraid of the risks. If all else fails, we'll rescue them and then send them away!"

She looked at Commander Man: "By the way, how are Zhao and the others' preparations going? Do they have camouflage equipment on board?"

"Don't worry, Commander Su." Brigade Commander Man smiled confidently. "We've used some clothing; we can disguise them as our own people!"

"That's good." Su Mingjin breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Just then, a technician responsible for monitoring vital signs suddenly stood up and reported loudly with a serious expression: "Reporting to Commander Su and Commander Man! The emergency medical team has reported a bad situation!"

"What's wrong?"

"We discovered that the vital signs of the other party's leader were very weak, and his infrared body indicators were also abnormal."

"Looks like it's time to test our healing skills!"