The ajar door creaked open, a beam of cold light shot in from outside, illuminating a gray, misty world.
Fang Hong waved the Illumination Crystal around, as a musty, decaying smell wafted over, with slowly drifting dust floating in the air.
He frowned, waved his hand, and took out a Purification Crystal, tossing it inside.
The crystal fell to the ground, shattered with a bang, and the Wind Element stored within began to circulate, dispersing the stagnant air in the cabin.
It was actually a small Wind Making Technique, something an Elementalist could create, a necessity for exploring underground ruins.
Of course, it's also suitable for occasions like this.
"What kind of ship is this?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked quietly.
Fang Hong shook his head.
He had earlier sent the Clockwork Fairy to take a look at the stern, but the nameplate there was already too corroded to recognize, covered in verdigris. Only barely discernible were the letters De...a…
