Act 25 Ship Group Fair III

"Promise?"

Bai Wu nodded. ￥℉, “Although we have no way of knowing the content of this agreement, we can also see some clues from the performance of Ellanta today. Continuously weakening the level of the power of order should be the plan set by the Parliament of Truth. This is also the beginning of the mortal era. But the truth will include the legend that Odin himself is fond of in the Poem of Blue. If a hero like the Azure Knight will be born among mortals, maybe he can determine the fate of the world until the last moment. , they still want to go back to the past when 'parents' still existed in this world."

"The chosen person is the Silver Queen?" Brando asked.

Bai Wu glanced at him again.

"Maybe, maybe not. But in any case, Constance being played by the Ring of Ashes means that the last hope for the reopening of the Parliament of Truth has been shattered. After the seven Holy Saints have witnessed all this, they will start to It’s time to correct history.”

"Correcting history?" This proposition was too big, and Brando felt a little incredible.

"To put it simply, Odin left a glimmer of hope for this broken world. Otherwise, the war between the Miners and the Four Sages would have to divide Warnd into four or five. In fact, he did not even transfer back to the elemental wall. The Earth Legion was fighting fiercely with the Twilight Species outside the barrier. On the final battlefield, he and the four sages each took a step back. He made a wish for a thousand years, hoping to prove that he was right. The Holy Spirit testified for him, but the facts proved that he was still wrong, that’s all—”

Bai Wu replied: "Of course, this may be just my guess - how about it, do you think it's childish?"

Brando was silent for a moment and then said: "Actually, it's not that I can't understand it. I don't think Lord Airanta and the others can judge right from wrong. They just want to overthrow the rule of the Min'er people. The proposition of fighting against the dusk is for them - —No, it’s even too big for the entire mortal world.”

He raised his head and looked forward. They stopped in front of a closed wooden door. Outside was the top deck of the ship. The thin door could not cover up the sound of wind and rain outside, and seawater gushes out from the crack in the door. It flows down the stairs like a hanging waterfall.

The pale electric light occasionally penetrated into the gaps between the wood and printed several long strips of light in the dark corridor.

"A thousand years sounds like a long time, but it's still too short for this war. Seriously, I'm not sure if this world can fight against the Dragon of Twilight. Don't say that Odin and the others will think so. It's just me. I also think that maybe it would be better to return to the era when the gods were still on the earth." He said softly: "The power of mortals is too weak. How can they resist the dusk..."

"But we can't go back. The gods have already left." Bai Wu's eyes reflected the way Elder Kaibo put his hand on the door and pushed it open with difficulty: "And the time left for us is so short. , if Airanta and the others cannot seal the dusk, the whole world will face this disaster."

She paused for a moment, as if she could hear the door creaking and being pushed open, and the sound of strong wind and rain pouring in from the outside. Everyone shuddered subconsciously, even Andersa who was standing far away.

"And even if it succeeds." Bai Wu's voice was blown away by the wind, and seemed a little intermittent: "It will only delay the destiny for decades. The world will eventually face everything in the future, and the war outside the elemental barrier will continue. After thousands of years, no one can tell whether the Earth Legion still exists and what its attitude is towards our world."

"But no matter what," she replied, "the future is at least in the hands of mortals themselves."

"Is this Martha's preference?" Brando murmured.

"That's exactly what Martha wanted."

The storm had completely invaded the cabin, drowning out the conversation between the two.

The strong wind turned the narrow hatch into a roaring corridor, and the sea water rushed over, as if what Elder Keb opened was not a tattered wooden hatch.

It's a valve at the bottom of the reservoir, and the seawater surges in like a waterfall.

The little goblin held by Brando screamed and covered her face with her hands. Of course, this basically didn't help, and she soon became a drowned rat.

However, others were basically unaffected. The seawater was blocked by an invisible force before it could reach them. After the silver line of law flickered for a few times, the seawater shattered and fell on the wooden board to form a circle. Circles of white foam.

Elder Keb stood erect in the wind and rain, his robes already soaked, but this short and fat Tilmose man was not affected at all, as resolute as a statue. This is the true nature of sea people, to watch the ocean and conquer the ocean. To them, these winds and waves are no different from a summer afternoon shower.

Brando heard the sound of horns coming from behind and back. It was not like a ship horn of a human sailor, but more like a series of whistles that seemed urgent in the heavy rain, and then he heard a distant horn sound. Sound, a beam of light penetrated the pouring rain curtain and shone from the opposite side.

This light beam was connected with the light beam emitted by the ship group, and a bright light path was formed on the dark sea. He stood on the deck and looked at dozens of dragon-headed warships on the rough sea along this path. A light road cuts through the waves, and a heroic spirit rises in my heart.

He had already seen the faint outline of another fleet in the storm. Bai Wu said loudly to him: "They use lights to transmit information and notify each other of nearby undercurrents and whirlpools. That should be the nearest fleet. This There may be several other boat groups of this size nearby."

"Is that so, Elder Kaib?" Brando asked the Tilmese elder in front of him.

The latter nodded, and a voice from the heart sounded in the minds of several people: "That is the fleet of the Mist Clan. They just returned from Faresa. They hunted a sharp seal, a good harvest—— "

"Faresa is the sea of ​​ice, and it is the hometown of the crystal stag." Baiwu said immediately.

Brando nodded. Malocha was not on this boat. Sacred creatures are naturally able to lead people out of their way. The crystal stag is the best guide in the storm. The reason why their profession is so respected is that the identity of the planeswalker is just One of the reasons, and the existence of Marocha also plays an important role.

The latter should be on the leading battleship at the moment, leading the way for the entire fleet.

"How far are we from the place of transaction?" he asked again.

Elder Keb raised a chubby finger. "There is still less than a chain of light. As long as we pass through the Strait of Bones, the storm will stop." His voice said in the hearts of everyone. Brando didn't understand how far a chain of light was, and Bai Wu obviously didn't either. Clearly, she didn't speak this time.

But what Brando didn't understand was how there could be a strait on this vast sea. He looked around. Although the visibility was extremely poor in the storm, he could still see the sea level far away in the horizon, connected with the dark clouds. , there is no shadow of land nearby, let alone any strait.

But he soon understood what the Tilmese elder meant.

A strait rose out of thin air from under the sea. To be precise, it looked like a pair of monster fangs. Two dark sea cliffs stood so rootlessly on the vast sea.

They don't know how high they are. It's just the sea between two sea cliffs. Brando's visual estimation is that it is more than ten nautical miles wide. The huge fleet of Tilmose people passed between them, as small as a group of people floating on the water. of ants.

And just as Elder Keb predicted, as soon as the strait passed, the storm on the sea gradually subsided. It seemed that there were violent winds and rain and raging waves before, but after a while, the sky was clear, the clouds were calm, and the wind and waves became calm.

The white waves calmed down, and the shallow sea returned to its original appearance. The waves were as flat as a mirror, and the scenery of endless sea and sky was the same. The only unpleasant thing was that there was still a light mist all around. Brando could see many reef pillars in the mist. These huge stone pillars were widely spread on the sea and were covered with all kinds of huge skeletons. Some of these skeletons looked like some kind of huge ones during their lifetime. They were sea beasts or cetaceans, but some were in human form, undoubtedly the remains of some kind of giant.

When Brando saw these skeletons, he knew in his heart that they had reached the sea of ​​bones.

This is the center of the storm.

The fleet he had seen earlier was approaching from a distance at this time. The Tilmose fleet looked much smaller than the fleet in Everwinter Harbor. Although it also had several large ships like this, its peripheral There are far fewer leading warships, and the flagship is far less spectacular than Oberwulf.

The fleet of the Mist Clan mentioned by Elder Kaibo slowed down a few nautical miles away from the fleet, maintaining a speed almost parallel to that of the Everwinter Harbor fleet, but soon, Brando saw a dragon-headed battleship coming from the ship. The regiment opened up and approached them.

After the leading battleship got closer, he could clearly see the crew on it - the composition of the crew was very different from that of the fleet in Everwinter Port. There were very few goblins or other shallow-sea native species on that ship. They are all Tilmose people, but their clothing is slightly different from the Tilmoth people in Everwinter Port. Except for one person who is wearing a robe, almost everyone else is wearing a thick fur coat and has tattoos on their body. There are also differences.

Elder Keb pointed at the Tilmose man wearing a robe and said: "That is the Elder of the Mist. They are very close to us. Tata is half of her teacher."

Brando nodded. Some knowledge can only be understood by leaving home. This is the saying of traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books. Miss Goblin knows Asami so well and has such profound knowledge. Apart from her status as the Holy One, she must have traveled to many places when she was young.

And the student's ability exceeds that of the teacher, which is nothing to a genius.

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