Sonic Ships Novels & Stories

The strong sea breeze slightly buffeted the hull of the boat, but it was no obstacle for them. “Damn it. How could that stupid Rocky be defeated by all of them? I have to find a way to get everything back,” Bob complained. His niece Novia did not respond and only rowed with a little help from her light magic. In the midst of the silence of the southern Central Sea, the sound of another ship broke the atmosphere. At first, the Atlantian man thought that it was just an ordinary ship. But it turned out that his guess was wrong. The three ships that were speeding towards them sounded their sirens.

"If you think I can't get away, you're gravely mistaken." Swiftly turning his head, Mr. Marcus shouted, "Blow up the ships!" Upon his command, the cargo ships immediately moved about two hundred meters. With a thunderous explosion, the three ships erupted into a deafening roar. A massive mushroom cloud billowed from the sea, as the ammunition ignited and set off a chain reaction of explosions. The sky was lit up by an array of colorful and dazzling fireworks. So vibrant, so dazzling, so... decisive. Like thunderbolts striking the surface of the sea, the three cargo ships vanished into thin air, leaving no trace. Fragments of sparks scattered on the sea and quickly dissipated.

The first-alert ships—the ones that launched at the first sign of trouble, were kept on the ground level. As they walked, Avi was awestruck by the scale of the operation. Her gaze drifted toward a cordoned-off section where five sleek ships sat under heavy guard. The personnel there wore different uniforms from the rest of the maintenance crews. “Officer Azar,” Avi asked, pointing, “what department do those ships belong to?” Azar followed her gaze and smiled. “Those belong to the Slayers. They have their own crews and their own security detail.” Lees nodded toward a smaller ship off to the right. “And that one?”