Deku Ships Novels & Stories

The largest force remained on the beach to guard the ships and the treasures and, most importantly the slaves that were their only food source, and a second company was walking the route about a day’s journey behind the mounted team. Never had the humans attacked from the coast. The oceans around Concordia were riddled with rocky reefs and there existed only a few points that could be navigated with a deeper keel, which was why the majority of the vampire ships were shallower, lighter craft. The few channels between the reefs were closely guarded vampire secrets.

Adrian stood on the deck and looked ahead. Then, he leaped into the sea. One of the large ships was brightly lit. It was at the backmost position and it was the command center of the enemies. These ships were carrying Black Nergal’s banner, instantly revealing them as Black Nergal’s members.

~Stargem: Rewrite~ Sephtis' fleet arrived at the Crimson Gate and joined the Blood Fleet. Right behind the legions of ships is the Excelente Class World Destroyer Ship. This ship is powered by four dark magic crystals and is 40,000 km in length (front to back), and has a height of 15-20,000 km. This monstrous ship has a large lazer barrel in front and as the name says, it can destroy worlds. This is only one of the 4 Excelente Class that serve as a flagship of the Forgotten Navy. The ship where Sephtis is, docks inside it and a man can be seen looking down from the hangar observatory deck wearing black robe with a golden sash.

The Derelict Draft The blue ship glided to a halt beside the reef, its wooden hull scraping against a massive, crystalline question mark that rose twenty feet out of the black water. The ship trapped in the ice was not an audit cutter or a Spire vessel. It was an ancient, double-decked galley built entirely from black slate, its oars frozen mid-stroke in the hardened ink of the reef. Its sails were made of heavy, yellowed parchment, completely covered in columns of fading red ink—the distinctive signature of an Internal Audit from the First Era. There was no life on the decks. The crew had been liquidated centuries ago, their bodies turned into smooth, grey statues of solid graphite that sat

I said and it was like the lightbulb finally turned on. Just then there was a ripple in the air and this dude walked right to it. I wasn’t sure if Jax saw it or not but we sure as hell did. As soon as we passed it or walked threw it, whatever we did, Koa stopped dead in her tracks. There were 6 ships lined along the coast and there were men and women all hanging around on the deck. “Can anybody hear us outside this…this…bubble?” Koa asked the guy and he shook his head.

And it certainly wouldn’t have been bad if it was just the Einherjar. But they brought with them whatever remained of Hegemony Replenishment Facility 114, including lifeboats, defensive ships, cargo cruisers, passenger liners, everything. And no matter which fleet they belonged to, almost every single ship in the fleet was heavily damaged and scarred. Plates of armor or chitin had massive gouges and channels across them - all served as a stark reminder of the silver beams’ destructive power.

The merchant ship descended to a low altitude and immediately, a ship approached. A young man’s voice came from inside. “Hello, I am the navigator of this large trade zone. If you need anything, just ask me. I know this place very well.” Upon seeing the word ‘Central’ engraved on the other party’s ship, Marlee felt relieved. If they were another swindler like Willie, there would not be the word ‘Central’ on their ship. This was a means of transportation that only staff members recognized by the Central Sacred Continent officials could drive.

Some were green, like the banners of Haefest, others were gold, like the banners of Aeris, still others blue like those of Locrand and in the distance Doreon could also see some white and gray sails like Devian's sigil of arms. "Unbelievable, isn't it?" said Pix, leaning his back against the fence and his gaze towards the ocean. The light breeze ruffled his hair. Doreon, with his elbows resting on the fence, watched the men load huge wooden crates onto the docked ships. Pix was next to him, dividing them was the fence, while the lord breathed deeply. "It looks like a fleet too big for simple reconnaissance," Doreon commented as he looked at the ships.

Before I could ask what she meant, Ace stepped forward. “We can’t just stand here.” His jaw tightened as he stared at the wounded Guardian. “They’re killing them.” Leo grabbed his brother’s arm. “Don’t.” “We have to help.” “With what?” Leo pointed toward the sky. “Look at the size of that ship.” Ace followed his gaze. Rows upon rows of smaller craft detached from the enormous vessel. Dropships. Dozens. Then hundreds. “They’re deploying,” Rowan whispered. Her voice lacked panic. It held resignation.

Nevertheless, the most important fact out of all is that these inhabitants of this planet are the species who are behind the creation and distribution of gigantic premium mobile cruises that are also called the 'The Disque Caravan'. In the night sky of this distant habitat of Darthars, a commercial stellar cruise soon entered one of the million air routes. This stellar ship had a build quality far below average. With hydraulic grease and smoke leaking out of the rusty cracks above the ionic thrusters, the ship was silently crying for urgent maintenance.