158 The Ocean City Of Atlantis IX : Escape (2/2)

The Acheron was cutting through the ocean Ike a knife through butter when all of a sudden we felt a sudden tremor, looking up we noticed the a massive dome falling from the blood red sky as if to completely isolate the ocean City Of Atlantis and it's surrounding ocean, cutting them off from the rest of the world and preventing outside interference.

”Captain!”

”Damn it Qitar! I can see the damn thing!”

I shifted my focus ahead of us, the dome was coming down really quickly, and we were still within the range of the dome, which meant we might not be able to make it there in time. And should that for fully come down, we'll be stuck here and subjected to God knows6 what kind of torture. I didn't doubt for one second that the dome would stretched underwater, I had this guy feeling that it would. Then I got an idea.

”Qitar aim all guns and turrets behind us, and fire! And don't stop until I tell you too.” I said to her as I went to the bow of the ship where the Trident was stuck firmly into a carrier.

Qitar didn't wasted time as she started blasting the guns and turrets, hang the force of their discharge to add more boost to the ship and push us forward, the sole movements was quite jarring and, doing this to the ship would probably be putting g quite a lot of pressure on it, but this was the only option we have, and for the most part it seems to be working, and now it was time to add a little more boost to the ship.

I held the Trident and felt a vibration go from it, to the ship and out into the ocean around us. The water bubbled and shook as the currents shifted in our favor, storm clouds gathered as the water itself created a current stream that pushed the Acheron forward. Even though the ship was in it's submarine form, the speed were moving at was so great that everyone had to hold on to something, heck I was holding on to the Trident with my entire body in the air being dragged by the inertia and speed of the ship.

I heard a dull groan , almost as if the ship was complaining about the amount of pressure we were putting on it's engines. But none the less we still had to push her to her limits. I struggled to place my hand on her how, as if to comfort her and ask her to hold on. We were almost through the danger zone. I looked up and saw the dome break through the surface of the Ocean, we were about three hundred meters below and we were trying to get passed the barriers range, and we had just about a 100 meters to go.

But with how cats this bloody thing was dropping, I was beginning to worry that we would be unable to make it. The seconds seemed to get longer as we drew closer and closer, and yet the threat of being trapped or smashing against that bloody barrier was very real. I could hear my own heart beating and my blood pumping in my ears, the hands unused in holding the Trident was clammy with sweat as I held my breath. We got closer and closer and then.

*Kreeeeeeeeeeeeee*

The sound of the barrier scraping across the frame of the Acheron, raising Sparks and causing a breach on the deck's covering. Sea water splashed into it, but even with that development we could all breath a sigh of relief, we made it out, but quite narrowly to. The ship moved forward for another kilometer or two before finally slowing down to a stop. We had to ascend as staying underwater at the moment was not safe for some of the crew members.

The Acheron burst out onto the ocean with a flat sky shining above it, in the distance was the massive dome hundreds of meters of not thousands in diameter, heck it could be a few dozen kilometers. The sky above it was still covered with thick clouds that were all painted red, there was just the feeling not depression coming from it, a feeling of Carnage and destruction.

I suddenly remembered what the Titan had said to me about the innocents that would be left behind and at the mercy of the legions of hell, however there was nothing I could do about it anymore. I looked around to notice that there were quite a few ship's gathered around, and many of them held players and AIs who were busy watching with horror what was happening as the Ocean City Of Atlantis was buried under a dome of red and black.

I shifted my gaze to the ship and noticed that the ship was already in a state of self repair, but even if she'll be okay eventually, this mission almost cost us, and not just that, this was the first time we met a challenge we truly couldn't overcome, even with all of the strength we had. We ran with our tails tucked in between our legs, it was more than enough proof that we weren't invisible. But I was thankful that we were all alive, and that somehow we did get what we came for, Jack was going to be fine , and after that we're getting the fuck off this planet, one way or another. Hell and it's very open gate was not our problem.

I shifted my gaze and looked around, every other ship all had their eyes on us, recognition etched all over their faces as they yelled questions at us demanding to know what had happened. Some of them even seemed to be preparing to swim over and attack us, we were surrounded and we were not in our top conditions. But none the less I get the feeling that this was better odds than facing an open gate of hell, quite happy to don't out legions of monsters hundreds of levels above me.

”Dinah! Fix the Ship, Qitar get the guns that are still working online and shoot at anyone who come within a sixty meters of the Acheron, the rest of you prepare for battle, would the need for it arise.”

We were all tired, but I was not until good a mood that a bunch of clueless players would pop out of nowhere to ask me questions I didn't what to answer. We answered to no one, that's the Acheron's way.