"Ireland, can you bring them back to the surface of the sea?

If you send them out now.

I think that the huge deep water pressure will probably compress my compatriots and my ship into a two-dimensional image."

Hear his plea.

Irelandna, who has completed combing the deep sea lava veins, clasped her hands together.

moment.

Beautiful songs echoed from the ocean abyss, and the boundaries of the ruins were blurred.

That's something Su Wen has never heard of,

But even through the computer speakers,

They all seem to be beautiful songs that can directly penetrate the deepest part of the human soul.

Through Atlantean translation.

The lonely night watchman understood the meaning:

【If you never know the pain of life, separation and death】

【What should I keep in mind】

moment.

A silvery shimmer rose from the depths of the sea.

That is:

A school of fish with countless scales reflecting light.

It is also at this moment.

Only then did he discover that there was another starry sky at the bottom of the deep sea:

[Where shrouded in darkness, there is still light]

And this starry sky.

Right next to him at this moment.

【Let the sadness burn out】

【I will give the deep sea wings to the sky】

moment.

Schools of silver fish swarmed towards the sleepers wrapped in psychic bubbles.

It's like invisible wings condensed on both sides of the transparent bubbles.

The current is inverted.

Under the huge undercurrent.

They flew from the lightless deep sea toward the surface.

It's like flying from the deep dark vastness of the universe to the boundless bright starry sky in the distance.

now.

Even Su Wen, who had experienced countless big scenes, was shocked.

Then, under the guidance of Irishna.

Su Wen followed her to the display warehouse of the damaged spaceship.

There are countless treasures covered by dust that belong to the Third Age civilization.

But as time passes.

They have been lost in the memory of history along with the old record players from fifty years ago, the radios from thirty years ago, and the dial-up telephones from ten years ago.

Irelandna gently brushed the dusty collections with unconcealed tenderness.

In an instant.

Countless dark blue data light up line by line like poetry in this silent deep sea.

Clusters of new green vines, with the glow of life, grow on the ruins that should have depicted the end of civilization.

It makes the whole world seem to have just woken up from a long sleep.

Su Wen saw that lost history.

That is.

A giant ship sliding down from the sky like flowing fire.

In the Phanerozoic chronological view of Earth history.

It comes from outside.
Chapter completed!