Captain – Chapter 730 – Deep in Fog, the Trap Revealed

The young woman and giant dragon “dissolved” into the picturesque thin mist like rainwater entering the sea.

But no matter how minute, no matter if it was just a drop of spring rain falling into a calm sea, it couldn’t hide all sound, so… the devil would hear it.

In the deepest part of the thin mist, the nameless isolated island.

Still the brilliant throne, still the most brilliant person in history. The devil casually leaned against the backrest, his countenance particularly ethereal under the lava’s reflection.

He naturally “heard” the disturbance in the fog, but had no intention of glancing that way.

He only silently gazed at the starry sky, his pupils full of intoxication.

Yes, the starry sky was the other shore.

At this moment when the seal was collapsing and the thin mist gradually disappearing, a hollow with extremely irregular edges but roughly circular in shape had already appeared above the isolated island.

Within the hollow were stars and moon, a divine realm ten thousand times more brilliant than the present world or old era.

Where the vision of the one on the throne had rested for a thousand years.

But currently he could still only look out through this well-like opening.

But it was enough, enough to witness beauty, to witness life’s true ultimate destination.

Truly beautiful.

The man silently praised, his fingers tapping the armrest rhythmically, as if playing a hymn. What no one could see was that with each tap, the seal shrouding the isolated island that was already tottering would crack a little more.

Like half a perfect pearl rotting from the apex, then gradually affecting everything.

Even more amazing was that although the invisible seal was constantly collapsing, those thin mists hadn’t retreated from the clear sky like the apex.

But still shrouded the isolated island and nearby seas.

If Roy suddenly turned around and left the thin mist at this moment, she would discover that at some unknown time, these mists that had been rapidly retreating northward, after contracting somewhat more…

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Suddenly froze, like an anglerfish that had finally waited for its prey and no longer needed to pretend.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t see this, and no one could relay messages under divine will.

So she could only fall into the trap.

An unsolvable trap.

Even with the final Guardian of Law and divine being taking position, even with the present world’s fleet army pressing at the borders, even though from any angle it seemed the young woman would arrive…

The devil still admired the stars on his own, not sparing a glance, precisely because of this.

This so-called trap was even simpler, completely lacking the complexity and brilliance he had arranged when contending with his first mate or playing chess with divine beings, and was even hard to see beauty in.

It was just exploiting information disparity, but fatally, no one could know the key points.

That legend of old who had campaigned here, even entered the island and fought a battle with him, what he had witnessed as “truth” was naturally what he had deliberately let the other see.

That Guardian of Law held authority over the present world but had never entered the old sea, so naturally didn’t understand this isolated island or this seal very well. The lady’s situation was similar.

If she could still have some connection with the invisible barriers and picturesque static mist when she isolated herself at the world’s end, then after the ice sea battle everything was severed.

After that, whether divine beings or mortals, all only knew the great mist was retreating northward and the seal was about to collapse, but didn’t know… in some sense they had already become his tools.

When he wanted the wall to fall, the sky curtain began to crack.

And if he wanted the mist to stop, it was the same.

Those seemingly harmless thin mists could actually isolate everything. As long as he wished, not only sight but even responses given by this world couldn’t be transmitted.

In other words, even if his perfect descendant and the “adorable” dragon he had specially left for her could avoid lightning and dodge the rain-like cannon fire…

It would still be difficult to reach before him.

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Only becoming lost.

Of course, given the height that child now stood at, with her intuition that could be called divine thought, no matter how treacherous those mists were, they couldn’t trap her forever.

But it didn’t need to be long, just a while would do.

Just until the seal shattered.

Whether from admiring the starry sky enough or thinking of that child circling around to come before him, only to discover everything was already decided, the expression she would reveal, the devil sighed with satisfaction, just as when the ice sea trap was settled.

Her expression at that time would surely be very interesting.

With this thought, the man withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyelids, as if wanting to rest briefly and endure this tedious time, only his fingers still tapping rhythmically.

“Tap tap, tap…”

Clear and crisp like brush strokes, writing out the past and future of this world.

His past, his future.

Outside the isolated island, in the mist.

Thunder and cannon roars wove together, never ceasing for a moment.

Accompanying the thunderous sounds came lightning serpents biting without interference in “unity,” and countless cannonballs fired from ghost ships on the dim sea surface.

Between lightning flashes and cannon fire was a pitch-black giant shadow.

It was naturally Nidhogg carrying wind and rain into the mist.

At this moment, it was moving and dancing in the rainy night with agility that defied its size, using its terrible mobility and instincts to dodge the threats filling the sky.

From beginning to end, it was never hit by cannon fire.

Because those ships and cannons were too old and decrepit, their ammunition badly pitted and corroded. Even if the gunners hadn’t forgotten their skills, they couldn’t possibly hit it.

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But lightning was different—that was true divine might.

No matter how agile and vigorous it was, it couldn’t be faster than lightning or more unpredictable.

Therefore most of the time, it could only silently adjust its posture, using scales and body to endure the strikes, trying as much as possible not to affect the young woman on its back.

From this perspective, what it was doing was no different from the warships that carried her here and the “people” who sacrificed for her—doing everything possible to deliver her to the depths.

During this brief but extremely perilous journey, the dragon endured countless lightning strikes. Its originally pitch-black keratin scales now appeared even more charred.

Turned scales and brilliant golden blood could be seen everywhere, covering almost its entire body.

Even a creature as powerful as a dragon was now severely wounded, the light in its pupils dimmed.

But it still maintained speed and evasion with all its might.

Maintaining the pride of dragonkind.

Although Nidhogg never let out a single cry of anguish, Roy knew that despite only flying a dozen or so nautical miles, this was already its limit.

Even if it truly sacrificed everything, it could only go a few more nautical miles deeper.

But the cost might be its life.

This wasn’t worth it.

Moreover, it had already done very well. One had to know that even with her father holding the line, the vanguard force including the Goddess Hestia—seven giant ships and dozens of warships—had only brought her forward less than thirty nautical miles, showing how difficult it was.

And they were already very close, truly close, close enough to feel the blazing heat of the radiant sun.

Then next, it should be her turn to go alone.

After making up her mind, Roy half-knelt down and gently patted the dragon’s head.

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“This is far enough.”

The young woman’s gentle yet extremely firm words clearly fell on the dragon’s ears. After a quiet moment, it responded with a low roar that trembled slightly.

Naturally suppressing the pain throughout its body.

Understanding the captain’s intention, Nidhogg no longer dodged but flew down toward the barrage, heading for a suitable ghost ship to land on. In the process it broke countless masts, while those lightning bolts and cannonballs disappeared completely.

More precisely, they could no longer reach it.

The young woman on the dragon’s back slowly stood straight, her robes dancing in the wind, her golden pupils blazing bright as fire.

Her authority and power finally descended upon the world.

In an instant, countless lightning serpents broke apart, and the rain-like cannonballs all fell powerlessly, either sinking into the sea or smashing onto ghost ships, causing many explosions.

“Thud!”

With a muffled sound, the giant dragon landed, smashing fine cracks into the deck of the chosen warship and scattering and extinguishing over a dozen ghosts that didn’t know to dodge.

Roy leaped down gracefully and nodded slightly to it.

Wind rose again as the giant dragon took flight, returning the way it came.

Confirming that with Nidhogg’s current physical condition, it was sufficient to reach safety by leaving the great mist and returning to her father’s protection, and that with her arrival those lightning serpents would focus their attention on her, the young woman withdrew her gaze and continued northward.

But she failed to notice that shortly after she left, the thin mist near the south actually moved for the first time. The mist streams rolled and twisted, becoming much deeper in a short time, somewhat resembling that mist called “Forgetting.”

Where the great mist reached, those ghosts that were no longer suppressed by the young woman’s authority and had resumed movement still stood in place, with no intention of driving ships to pursue or head south.

They all closed their eyes, as if falling into slumber.

Unable to perceive or respond to the world in the slightest.