The elderly father worried about his childrens daily lives and wanted to sneak a peek at his sons activities at home.

So, at thirty past twelve into the night, he saw his son set up a stage on an icy island base and watched over a dozen girls perform belly dances.

Talk about a shocking revelation and baptism into fatherhood.

At that moment, Tyrian flew into a dumbstruck panic. Truthfully, his current sense of horror and the chaotic thoughts racing through his head even surpassed the time when he heard that a Number Three Submersible had appeared near Frost a few days ago.

The infamous pirate captain in the Cold Sea awkwardly moved aside, attempting to use this clumsy method to block Duncans view, but he saw another ice-covered wall light up beside him. The fathers figure walked directly to another mirror and continued to watch the stage, Arent they cold?

Tyrian instinctively replied, Cold, but they can endure it with a special alchemical potion

Tyrian, Duncan turned his gaze back and looked at Tyrian, who had become as rigid as an ice sculpture, Dont be so tense, youre already an adult, and its your right to have any hobbies. However this hobby is somewhat surprising. Does your sister know?

Its not what you think! Tyrian couldnt help but exclaim againthis time, compared to his previous outburst, there was even more helplessness and despair, Please dont mention it to her if you ever have the chance to contact her in the future

Oh, it seems she doesnt know, Duncan nodded, Indeed, its better not to inform Lucretia about this.

Tyrian: What do I have to say for you to

Duncan laughed.

He could clearly see Tyrians expression at that moment and had heard his previous outburst. He simply found it amusingwitnessing such a reaction from the top pirate in the Cold Sea was not an everyday occurrence, and it would be a shame to miss such a fantastic scene.

The instant Tyrian saw the smile on Duncans face, he understood.

He was first taken aback.

His father was joking with him, a somewhat cruel joke, but one that had been missing for a long time.

Immediately afterward, he controlled his astonished expression and swiftly turned serious as if his previous lapse in composure had never occurred.

If youre done having fun, lets discuss business, the formidable pirate sighed and said reluctantly, I dont believe your late-night visit is merely for joking with me.

I came across a ship, Duncans expression also turned serious and he got straight to the point, The Obsidian. Do you recall this name?

The Obsidian? Tyrian frowned initially, searching his memory for well-known ships on various routes, finding nothing, but then his expression shifted slightly, You mean the Obsidian? I know only one Obsidian, but it should have sunk already

As Duncan anticipated.

No one would know the ship situation in this Cold Sea region better than a pirate leader who had been firmly established in the northern area for half a century. And if it were a ship that had sunk due to a maritime disaster, it would leave an even more profound impression on Tyrians mind.

Since shipwrecks resulting from maritime disasters are regarded as the most ominous events on the vast ocean. Captains may not pay attention to other vessels, but they will undoubtedly want to know the names of those sunken ships, the cargo they carried, their actions, and their whereabouts.

Its that one, the sunken ship thats been submerged for six years, Duncan nodded. It has resurfaced, entirely transformed into a strange entity with inverted cabin structures, mud-like living substances, and a captain who is neither human nor inhuman.

As Duncan finished speaking, Tyrians eyes gradually widened, and after a brief reflection, the renowned pirates face showed a mix of astonishment and seriousness.

He did not doubt, for he knew his father would not deceive him at this time, on this matter he wouldnt engage in such a trivial act.

However, he still found it hard to believe because the situation had entirely exceeded his expectations.

Doesnt it sound familiar? Duncans voice continued to emanate from the ice as if carrying the chill of the Cold Sea. Its somewhat reminiscent of the Number Three Submersible situation but more severe. Its a replica that has returned from the deep sea, and what has been distorted is not only the crew inside but also the ship itself. You were involved in the Abyss Plan, so I want to hear your judgment.

My judgment Tyrian began but then realized something else. Wait, where did you encounter that ship?!

He suddenly reacted; the Obsidian had sunk near Frost, so theoretically, the replica should have surfaced around Frost too. How could his father have encountered that ship?!

Duncan, in the ice, revealed a faint smile.

Are you at a high enough vantage point?

A high enough vantage point? Tyrian looked around, somewhat puzzled. The terrain here is not bad. The port area is generally elevated

Is there anything obstructing the view to the southwest?

No.

Oh, look in that direction and wait a moment.

Tyrian instinctively looked towards the islands southwest a gentle slope with terrain slightly inclined towards the sea. The main residential facilities of the port area were situated on this slope, which ended at the coast. A few kilometers beyond the coast lay the dense fog and turbulent currents enveloping this secret base.

Something flickered in the thick fog.

It was a ghostly green flame, rising and glowing like a specter in the fog.

Tyrian blinked.

After a while, he heard a distant, muffled, yet undeniably real roar.

It was the sound of an ancient muzzle-loading cannon being fired.

Youre in the Cold Sea Tyrian felt his muscles tense, a subtle yet pervasive chill seeming to gradually encircle him. He hesitated and turned back to look at Duncan in the ice. You found this place?

Not easy to find. Your island is surrounded by thick fog, floating ice, and erratic currents. Luckily, the Spirit Realm is serene with secure routes, Duncan smiled. But dont worry, I wont bring the Vanished directly to your island; that would make your subordinates anxious. The Vanished will hide in the dense fog beside you.

Tyrian thought for a moment and suddenly felt that his fathers last words were even more unnerving it might be better to bring the Vanished directly to the harbor!

Yet, in the end, he didnt dare say it out loud.

For he feared that the moment he opened his eyes the next day, he would see the Vanisheds flagpole looming over the harbor.

Your expression is tense and disheartened, Duncans voice suddenly emerged. Did I cause you any trouble?

No, I didnt mean that! Tyrian quickly responded, trying to adjust his expression as he continued, Its just that things are a bit unexpected, and Im still not used tointeracting with you.

As he said this, he paused and hastily asked before Duncan could speak again, Why did you suddenly come to the Cold Sea? Its not just to give me a surprise, is it?

Some things happened, Duncan nodded. A person who should have been dead for years suddenly sent a message from Frost, which piqued my interest. Upon arriving here, I quickly saw the Obsidian, which confirmed my suspicions. Now I suspect that the lingering remnants of the Abyss Plan are stirring beneath Frost.

The Abyss Plan

Tyrians cheek muscles twitched uncontrollably as memories flooded his heartsome from half a century ago, some from recent events.

The sudden news from his father was like a sharp blade, slicing open the veil that had only been slightly lifted. Tyrian abruptly realized that what was happening was far more complex than he had imagined.

It wasnt just a Number Three Submersible, not just a Dagger Island, and beneath Frosts deep seathe Abyss Plan was not only reviving.

I think your suspicions are correct, he said, his expression troubled. There truly is an issue beneath Frost. The Obsidian you encountered is not an isolated incident Do you know? Just recently, Frost authorities salvaged something from the nearby sea area.

The voice in the ice fell silent for a few seconds: Judging by your expression, I think I can guess what it is.

Yes, the Number Three Submersible, the eighth clone. It has now been sent to a desolate island near Frost called Dagger Island. The authorities have designated it as a military-restricted area, attempting to uncover the secret of the clones, Tyrian said, shaking his head. But thats not the only news. Recently, there have been rumors of the dead returning to life in Frost. It is said that the dead suddenly broke free from their graves, and even people who had died or disappeared for years suddenly appeared on the city streets. However, there are also conflicting reports that they are just ordinary city residents and that the overly anxious church guards are indiscriminately arresting passers-by during curfew hours.

Tyrian shrugged.

The information on Dagger Island is difficult to obtain due to the news blockade. As for the situation in Frost, I do have some informants. According to their reports, strange things have indeed been happening in the city recently, and unfamiliar faces have been coming and going. But as for the dead returning to lifeI dont think theres much credibility to it.