Escort ship.
After a round of bombardment, thick smoke rose into the sky. Beneath the dust and smoke, the overturned ground and shattered puppet fragments could vaguely be seen.
The puppets that had seemed difficult to deal with had all turned into pieces under their watchful eyes.
As the Association Members watched, they all had the strange feeling that they had done nothing the entire way and had merely followed along for a trip.
Of course, that was not a bad thing.
It was far better than risking their lives against those metal lumps.
"There's a shoal ahead. Prepare to disembark," Philippa's voice carried over.
Looking from the deck, they could see a long stretch of shallow water leading to the shore.
The reefs beneath were still visible through the water. It was estimated to reach somewhere between a person's ankles and knees.
Upon receiving the news, everyone showed delighted expressions and began preparing to disembark.
Wu Heng stood at the back, still waiting for news from the ghosts.
"Uncle, that corpse came alive. It's Lotus Lantern's uncle."
Xiaoxiao's shout came from midair.
Several Association professionals on the deck jumped at the sudden voice, drawing all manner of weapons with a clatter.
"It's my ghost. Don't be nervous," Wu Heng explained, his brows knitting together as well.
The corpse had to be the mummified body inside the building, the one whose Level Light Pillars flickered in and out. He had expected it to revive.
But how had Xiaoxiao determined that it was someone's uncle?
Whoosh!
Before he could ask, the dust and smoke soaring in the distance suddenly swayed.
A streak of light shot over like a cannonball, closing in on the ship in the blink of an eye.
Everyone's pupils contracted. Relying on a Seeker's instinctive response to sudden