Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 882 - 759: Legendary Encounter Once More

Bang!

After Aiven traversed the indistinguishable water tunnel for only a few seconds, he was spat out again by the turbulent currents.

"Phew! Where... have I ended up now? Still, just escaping that ghostly place is already a fortune."

Aiven's heart, pounding like a drum, finally settled back into his chest when he saw the vast blue sky and white clouds again, confirming he had indeed escaped that cage-like time frame.

At this moment.

It was already daytime, surrounded by endless azure seawater, with a small island covered in white sand and a few coconut trees only a few kilometers away, seemingly still within the tropical region of the "Broken Star Sea."

Under normal circumstances, a "Blue Cave" is a natural phenomenon causing "random teleportation," its principle as inexplicable as the "Ocean Treasure."

Destinations might be another sea area, land, or sky, but the largest possibility is the deep sea bottom or even other realms.

Due to its high randomness, including Wizards, nobody dares to use it as a convenient means of transport. Currently, only the two Goddesses in the Black Sea can predict and utilize a very small part of the "Blue Caves" through their power.

Therefore, this hazard isn't considered severe but extremely difficult to prevent, and most of the time is regarded as one of the three major extraordinary natural disasters alongside the "Black Dam" and "Beheading Wave."

But at the right time and place, it saved Aiven's little life.

Having experienced this, Aiven decided to revise his guess on the warning color of the [Ancient Scroll], It's not merely ordinary natural disasters that can kill him anymore, and neither cruel natural disasters.

Such a large-scale time reset of a territory, had it not been for the absolute gift of the [Golden Compass], plus enough good luck, this time, he might really not have made it.

Memories sealed, being a prisoner for billions of years without knowledge or awareness, unable to even commit suicide. Briefly regaining consciousness during the reset, it's truly more agonizing than death.

"Hmm?"

Aiven noticed half of his [World's Favor] had quietly and silently disappeared, looking rather bleak compared to before, indicating "good fortune" isn't entirely costless.

Incidentally, he witnessed another use of [World's Favor]:

As long as the World Consciousness Daddy's care is enough, even if a demigod wants to come after him, they might suddenly encounter an unexpected event, and he inadvertently escapes a calamity.

Much like the concept of "Merit Protecting Body, Eternal Perishless" in the Eastern world.

Moreover, having just stumbled upon the Ancient God's Followers' conspiracy in the depths of the "Broken Star Sea," knowing they are collecting the fingernails of the human remnants from before epoch's four civilizations, although the specific purpose of this material cannot be proven yet.

Though the large troop doesn't know he was behind their assault, the vanguard, even if they escape the city, won't escape the cleansing of the "Great Flood," which is certain to have wiped out everything. So long as he continues to operate within the "Broken Star Sea," an opposition with them is inevitable.

Today, those trapped in the realm of the Remnants due to mutual strife are Jelos and Stephanie. Tomorrow, it might be him.

Aiven decided to temporarily lie low at home to avoid the spotlight first, until he accumulates enough [World's Favor] to venture out again tomorrow.

Toot—!

At this moment, an all too familiar alarm rang in Aiven's ears, like tinnitus. Realizing the problem, his expression changed, and without hesitation, he flicked a few drops of blood.

The blood rapidly transformed once it left his body, turning into bizarre creatures resembling water leeches with a shimmer of rainbow color, comparable to the monstrosities of the Ancient God's Followers.

These were part of Aiven's body cells replicated from Ariane's genetic information, used by him as templates to utilize the [Magic-like Technique: Ten Thousand Transformations]. Nonchalantly, he flicked out blazing white electrical light, transforming them into dust.

Obviously, the Divine Sons can maintain human appearances within Zongderilic's territory, not because they're special, but due to the protection of that colossal "cage."

Thinking thus, Aiven couldn't help but sigh softly:

"Sigh! Jelos and Stephanie could escape the cage, yet the 12 million Zongderilic people will never escape."

This is a link in the unbreakable chain shackling that ancient civilization, Jelos and their chains might be on the flesh, on the soul, whilst the chains of the Zongderilic people are in their life essence, no mythical key exists.

"Right!"

Aiven smacked his forehead, only then recalling Jelos and Stephanie were still in his [Witchcraft Garden], unsure of their current situation.

Azure clouds engulfed him as he stepped forward, disappearing from the sea's surface.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

As soon as Aiven entered the [Witchcraft Garden], he was startled to jump. Each dimension of the "Poseidya City" was illuminated by a brilliant radiance rising from the pier where the [Sea Soul] rested, covering a vast 300 square kilometer space.

And at the center of the brilliance was none other than Jelos's [Quasi-Legendary Battleship: Theseus].

With a displacement of 1000 tons, it boasts twin masts with fore-and-aft sails, thirty long oars on each side, and a colossal bronze ram at the bow.

Spring God Idun and Summer God Niord are painted on the ship's port and starboard, Fall God Skadi painted at the top of the main mast, Winter God Ullr painted at the bottom.

This ancient vessel has persisted for 1500 years, being replaced where it's worn, becoming stronger each time. Today, it's been entirely replaced nine times, only marginally short of becoming a genuine legendary battleship.

The ultimate goal is — Immortal.

And to allow all standing upon its decks to share in the immortal glory.

Originally, most of the construction of this galley has already reached the level of a Legendary Battleship, with only scattered gaps in between, making the overall Spiritual Light of this galley less cohesive.

It was as if it was missing a thread to string the scattered pearls together, forming a perfect pearl necklace.

Now it seems that the thread has been found.

Hoo—!

An endless stream of Spiritual Wind descended suddenly, guided by an inexplicable force, permeating the entire battleship as if it were ethereal.

With the verdigris gone, giant ram horns, keel, ship ribs, hull planking, masts, ropes, tar, long oars, and Regenerated Puppets serving as rowers, all began to resonate with the unique hue of mountain copper.

The entire ship gradually took on a translucent appearance.

Next.

Pop! Pop! Pop!...

In the captain's cabin, eight warships that had been sealed in bottles were liberated one by one. Originally reconstructed from decayed materials on the Theseus, they now turned to ashes and completely vanished from this world.

Their essence merged with the world's only "Theseus' Ship."

Dang!

After quietly waiting for a few minutes, a grand bell echoed in the void, the brilliance gently receded, marking the complete Extraordinary Transformation of the Theseus.

In the future, if this final "Theseus' Ship" is further conceptualized and its essence extracted, it would signify: the specific relationship between spatially continuous parts.

For the Theseus School, this represents ultimate immortality!

No matter the length of time or strength, such a concept cannot be destroyed, just as even a True God cannot destroy a mathematical theorem.

Dong dong dong...

A wooden Regenerated Puppet officer, clad in a Segmonta Breastplate from the Holy Rosar Empire period, wearing the Golden D-Type Helmet, and holding a short sword and Oval Infantry Shield, walked from the hold to the deck.

He thumped his chest in salute to the visibly excited Jelos:

"Commander, Theseus salutes you!"

Leaping aboard the Theseus, Aiven patted the seemingly dream-like adventurer:

"Congratulations, Mr. Jelos! You've finally realized your wish!"

As a seasoned captain and adventurer, Aiven understood his feelings. After escaping, he immediately transformed his battleship, allowing it to take the most critical step in fifteen hundred years.

He was fortunate enough to witness the birth of the third Legendary Battleship besides the Crown of Miracles and the Jade Coronet.

This journey to the Broken Star Sea was incredibly rewarding.

Not only had he rescued Jelos and Stephanie, bringing the Theseus to a true qualitative change, but most importantly, he acquired a trove of ancient civilization's complete technological knowledge, including the Floating Battleship, Single-Person Flying Device, and Magnetic Ore technology.

It was far more efficient than painstakingly searching amidst Spiritual Realm Ancient God's cities for those "ocean treasures" and laboriously deciphering them.

Even with the Mythical Language: Ancient Code obtained from the Azure Beast, it was an arduous and perilous task.

Especially the crucial energy technology, Magnetic Ore, a powerful technological creation that arises when a civilization develops to a certain level. It can absorb light and convert it into various forms of energy, such as light, heat, electricity, and kinetic energy.

In the hands of the Zongderilic People, it had become a mere "big toy" for upper-level enjoyment, truly a waste.

Bringing this knowledge back to the New Continent, combined with the capabilities of the Badge Knights, would enable the ushering of an electric age within the Galliot Duchy, opening a new chapter for this world!

Recovering his senses, Jelos immediately bowed deeply to Aiven with a much more respectful address:

"Mr. Galliot, you've saved Stephanie and my life. Without you, none of this would exist. Now, my strength and Theseus are at your disposal—feel free to command!"

Clearly, this nearly two-hundred-year-old adventurer had completely relinquished future leadership of the "Behind the Door" exploration team, willing to become Aiven's deputy.

"We are family, no need to be polite."

Aiven joyfully reciprocated with a few courteous remarks.

Snap—!

With a snap of his fingers, the newborn Legendary Battleship carried him, Jelos, Stephanie, and Lam out onto the sea.

The sky was vast and clouds high.

With the slightly salty sea breeze blowing, Jelos's previous frustration from being captured had entirely vanished. He gazed at the boundless sea and energetically swung his hand:

"Now, there's nowhere on this sea that can halt the footsteps of the Theseus!"