Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 805: Chapter 802: After the Only Chef on Board Takes the Helm

The restless sea breeze swept across the calm sea like a mirror, rustling the flags on the ship as a convoy of large warships sailed through the night. Within the convoy, a huge phantom slowly materialized from the air.

On the base of the ark, resembling a small City-State, a grand cathedral with towering spires stood solemnly. The light between the multiple spires illuminated the nearby sea surface, and the numerous towers and corridors protected the main body of the cathedral like giants guarding the edge of the ark—this was the Pilgrimage Ark of the Deep Sea Church, which, after staying in the southern seas for many days, had finally returned to the central part of the Endless Sea.

Helena stood on the rooftop terrace of the Storm Cathedral’s tower, gazing into the distance at the calm sea in the night, while a middle-aged priest stood quietly beside her, slightly bowing his head.

“The situation with the goddess seems to be worsening,” Helena suddenly said, “Within the range of the Endless Sea, no one can hear Her clear voice anymore.”

“The Death Church also reported similar news,” the middle-aged priest nodded, “and it’s said that in many City-States that have been in darkness for long, incidents of the restless dead have occurred—not only in City-States sheltered by the Death Church, but others as well.”

Helena listened quietly, then let out a soft sigh, tracing the emblem of the Storm Goddess on her chest—a pattern with mystical significance not explained or recorded in the ‘Storm Canon’: “…death and the order of the storm are fading from the whole world.”

The middle-aged priest said nothing, merely standing quietly beside her.

Helena turned to look at him: “Are many people shaking?”

“…Recently, more people have been going to the confessional and the preaching hall for guidance, but overall, the Ark and the Ark fleet are still in good condition. The clergy still hold firm faith, from the beginning, we knew that there would be times of decline in the world and were prepared for it—the weakening of the goddess is an ordeal we were bound to face sooner or later.”

The middle-aged priest paused here, then added hesitantly, “But in some more remote City-States… a restless atmosphere is spreading. The managing priests might still maintain faith, but they struggle to counter the growing number of shaky believers and clergy.”