The "filthy" things kept pouring out until the entire sky was dyed a dark crimson!
Amid the clouds, lightning faintly flickered, tearing through the pitch-black sky to reveal inch by inch of light.
Yet that wasn't the light from the sun.
It seemed more like... coming from the ground?!
Kedson vaguely saw a shadow, like a mirage, with towering mountains extending above the clouds, like an overturned bowl covering the entire sea.
He stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for words, as if he had been hit by an illusion technique.
What was that?
This was the only thought in his mind.
And not far from him, Ai Wen, crouching on the ground, dropped his pipe with a clatter onto the deck.
Like Kedson, his face was pale, his lips trembling so much he couldn't utter a syllable, his fingers tightly pointing at the ship's rail... seemingly his last remaining strength.
"Captain... over there!"
Kedson was abruptly snapped back to reality, turning his head to look at the sea on that side.
