There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

The light seemed to have a substance, or rather, it was a substance. As time passed, the intense light made the air we breathed in our noses sting slightly, and it also caused the mud in the swamp to gradually dry and harden, pushing away the uncomfortable sticky and damp feeling on the ground.

The power leaking from the seal seemed to have transformed Old Kai from a human into an indescribable being, howling in the sky in an attempt to resist the power of the "King of Light".

Unfortunately, the rotten fish and shrimp dried by the strong light emitted a stench that was simply maddening. Once I regained consciousness, I was once again faced with immense physical torment!

At this moment, I had a slight advantage, but I learned from him that the seal on this place was slowly loosening. Unless these wandering ghost ships could be completely destroyed, the eventual collapse was only a matter of time.

I turned to look at Kai, who was equally bewildered. "Kai, tell me what happened! Or you might as well turn into one of these things too! Do you hear me?!"

Clearly, Kai doesn't have his grandfather's Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde abilities. His fear of the supernatural eventually overwhelms his trust in his family—in my opinion, he shouldn't have had that kind of trust from the moment his grandfather appeared as a zombie!

“Dagon Cult…this is Dagon Cult’s ritual witchcraft…but how did Grandpa acquire the bloodline of a kin…”

I shouted, "Ma what Mei? Speak louder!"

Kay roared in frustration, "I mean, this witchcraft requires Deep One blood and blood sacrifice to perform! Why did Grandpa..."

I gave up listening halfway through.

Should we dwell on this issue now? Regarding the Deep One bloodline, I don't know about other places, but in this town alone, old Kai knows the Gotz father and son, two excellent fusion materials. Besides, the concentration of supernatural power here is extremely high; it's quite normal for old Kai to be able to pull off a miracle.

Miracles, like capitalists who aren't interested in money, are real, right?

"Grey, run with the Orb of Truth! Try to buy us as much time as possible. I'll figure something out!"

"Boss, this island is only so big, where am I supposed to run to?" Gray said with a bitter face.

Kay seemed completely taken aback by our ability to joke around in such a tense moment, and was utterly dumbfounded.

"Swimming out to sea? At worst, you'll just end up stranded on a deserted island, and you might even run into a mermaid! By the way, if you really do encounter a mermaid, would you want one with a human torso and a fish tail, or one with a fish's upper body and a human's lower body?"

Gray said to me seriously, "Boss, can't I have a whole fish? It's disgusting to eat half of it, which looks like a human."

"...Okay, I hope you get what you want."

Gray tucked the Jewel of Truth into his pocket and, under the protection of my light, moved toward the sea, constantly dodging attacks from Old Kai, who had transformed into a monster.

The monster struggled and thrashed, its enormous wings slapping the seawater, and its numerous gaping maws emitting sharp, angry howls, yet it refused to approach the radiant bronze ring's domain.

It seems the battle in the dream realm had expended too much power; even the mighty "King of Light" had his limits in granting such power. As we approached the shore, nearing our destination and victory in sight, the Ring of the King's Soul's First Flame in my hand, like an overloaded light bulb, flickered erratically twice before slowly extinguishing, reverting to its unremarkable, ancient bronze ring form!

Gray: (っ°Д°;)っ!

Me: щ(゜ロ゜щ)！

The two-person team instantly became a three-person team—because I cracked.

...Well, it's because Gray finally caught up with us.

"Gray, Grandpa's flying towards you! Quick, throw the Orb of Truth out!"

Kay, wearing a purple headscarf, shouted warnings from behind.

But his warning came too late. Without the light to restrain us, the dark green poisonous fog had already quickly surrounded us, and Gray had been locked onto by the uninvited guest in the sky. We could see the fins and claws on its wings opening and closing continuously as it soared into the sky and began its final dive!

"Boss, did you hear thunder?"

Gray suddenly asked.

"I know you can hear thunder in silence, but I suggest you run for your life."

"No! I really heard thunder!"

Hearing him say that, I seemed to hear faint rumbles of thunder, breaking the eerie tranquility of the island.

The monster, high in the sky, suddenly shuddered and paused for a few seconds as if struck by a heavy blow. Unable to withstand the impact, it crashed to the ground, tearing through the green mist and falling into the water. The dense fog that was constantly spreading around it also stopped expanding!

…………

The incessant thunder finally approached us, accompanied by earth-shaking tremors, and revealed its true form.

What we saw was a cloud of explosive mist rising suddenly from the vast ghost fleet that surrounded Kuroshio Island!

Clouds containing fire and lightning were released into the fleet with a shriek, flowing downhill like water. The mist quickly transformed into explosive bursts of light, creating shockwaves as fierce as a typhoon. These massive air waves instantly threw the unnamed fleet, which was arranged in an orderly fashion, into chaos and then sank into the water without any resistance!

This is a huge problem. If a thermobaric bomb like this were to land near us, Gray, Kai, and I would have no chance of survival.

In the gloomy sky, a huge and bizarre ring-shaped flying object slowly emerged from the storm clouds, its hull painted with enormous symbols. Countless vertical takeoff and landing thrusters spewed out scorching indigo flames, and the massive cannons that had just reduced the ghost fleet to scorched earth were also billowing black smoke. The ring-shaped flying object, with a diameter of over ten kilometers, seemed to slowly hover, imposingly descending upon the sky above us, blocking out all the light.

"Listen up, people on the island! Lay down your weapons and disarm immediately!"

Are you enemies or friends?

A calm voice suddenly rang out with the loudspeaker, but before anyone could answer our question, it seemed to be immediately snatched away by someone else, and the tone sounded somewhat... exasperated?

"Let me tell you, I had to bombard you for five hours straight to break through the outer cloud and find this place. If you keep moving around, I won't hesitate to launch another thermobaric bomb!"

Then he lowered his voice and said, "See, it only works if you say it like this!"

Chapter 628 Please Give Me Some Face

The atmosphere on the island suddenly became even more eerie after the giant aircraft landed.

Gray cautiously stepped forward and spoke discreetly behind me.

"Boss, that's the logo of the Caldwell Arms Factory."

I didn't react for a moment. "Huh, Cavill? You mean that Kryptonian toilet god of war who's a part-time witcher?"

Well, even if I'm not in the bathroom right now, I'm not afraid of him. After all, he's almost been taken over Superman's spot by Blackie, so he's nothing to worry about.

"No... I'm talking about the Federation's largest military factory, a long-time guest of the naval base, a famous factory that manufactures weapons..."

...That's strange. Gerfred, who usually knows nothing, is actually giving me a lesson today.

"Grey, how do you know so much?"

But Gray, this young man, was honest, yet not entirely honest, and immediately pointed at Kay and said.

“Oh, Kay told me all of that before.”

My gaze swept between them, and I finally understood what he meant—the federal government had intervened in this incident!

As a temporary sheriff on federal payroll, although I've always tried to be a good pay thief and slack off in all sorts of theoretically impossible ways, it's clear today that things are beyond my control...

Should I tell them that my real identity is an old pigeon who came here to collect inspiration because of Calvin, and then I'll go back to my old self and they can do whatever they want and continue as they please?

How do you explain that I caught a shark while slacking off at fishing?

The Emperor's engine is about to roar!

not to mention……

"Kay, can we trust what these people say?"

I promptly turned to ask the young man with the purple headscarf.

Looking at the enormous, ring-shaped flying machine that covered the sky, comparable to a storm reigning supreme, Kai swallowed hard and said.

“Marcus, if it were the Navy coming here, I'd be willing to believe them. But after the decline of the founding Sienness family, the Cadwell Armory was infiltrated into a war factory more than a decade ago. I wouldn't doubt anything they might do…”

"Um... if I may ask, who is their largest shareholder...?"

Kay gripped his sailor's knife tightly.

"It's the federal government."

Wuhu, my friend, you can't believe this.

This so-called benefactor may not be reliable, or rather, they may be particularly unreliable.

They not only carried out purges and massacres in rebellious areas during the war, but also carried out large-scale purges in the areas they controlled. Mr. Siennis in the dream was likely a direct victim.

From the removal of these assistants to the dismantling of the Seanness family, the Federation seems to have been the biggest beneficiary, for example, immediately acquiring a legitimate shell that could serve as a perfect front man.

Even in the short term, a government that would recklessly use "relief bills" to force middle-class towns into bankruptcy through borrowing doesn't seem like a well-intentioned person who would mobilize such a large force to rescue its citizens...

.........

After a moment's thought, I stepped to a prominent position amidst the surprised looks of Gray and Kai, and spoke to the people on the ring-shaped aircraft.

“We can lay down our weapons, but we need someone to come and negotiate in person.”

"Absolutely impossible! Do you even know that the number of harmful gases detected on this island is so high that we could hold an expo!"

The annoying voice from the loudspeaker instantly returned to me.

Tch, coward. Luckily I have a plan B...

"Alright then, the three of us will find a way to leave here ourselves, but there's an innocent person involved on the ship behind us, and I implore you to send someone to take her away!"

Miss Elliott remained unconscious and could not wake up. At this time, the surroundings were filled with poisonous fog, so I could only consider taking her away first—in any case, she could not withstand the rough seas.

After a long silence on the spaceship, two words finally rang out.

"can."

Not long after, a person wearing a full set of heavy protective clothing descended slowly from the aircraft using a gliding device, flying over our heads and heading straight for the stranded old ship.

Then we heard muffled cries of distress coming from inside the cabin, accompanied by the static of a radio.

"Attention, rescue team aboard the Higgs! Immediately prepare the automated chemiluminescence immunoassay analyzer and the liquid life support capsule..."

"Also, prepare an AED defibrillator. I'm worried that a large dose of cardiac stimulant might cause her to stop breathing..."

With the sound of voices, the humanoid figure in the steel shell broke through the ship's hull with one foot. Accompanied by the grating sound of gears meshing, he steadily carried the unconscious Elliott out of the cabin.

Although his steps were heavy, this ugly steel machine seemed to possess powerful internal propulsion, moving faster than we imagined. It quickly arrived at the designated location, sent Elliott into the emergency pod that also descended from the sky, and slowly rose into the high sky.

I thought the paramedic would leave, but he stopped in front of us and suddenly spoke.

“You guys are lucky. I don’t know what kind of monsters you are, how you can be so calm in a place like this... but you should be glad that you didn’t make the decision to take hostages to blackmail the government.”

A muffled sound came from the steel can. I guessed that this steel body had its breathing and circulatory systems isolated from the outside world, and even its exhaled waste gas was stored independently, which was why it had such a completely sealed sound, as if it were coming from underwater...

"What do you mean?"

"Gray asked."

The voice, deep and muffled, said, "This lady has suffered severe external injuries, all from impacts, and there are signs of battlefield first aid. It must have been your doing..."

He raised his hand, operated the touch panel on his arm armor, and continued speaking.

"And... call for the air-to-ground aircraft... If I had discovered earlier that you were the ones who caused her injuries, none of the three of you would have made it out of this island!"

Yes, he was referring to Elliott's serious injuries, and I guess for a moment he mistook us for criminals.