Chapter 166
2021-04-08
Chapter 166 The Weird Island
Whisper-whoosh-
The waves of cyan keep flapping The hull of the ship shattered in vain into pure white foam.
The long-lost refreshing sea breeze blows from the front of the ship, blowing away the thick fog that surrounds the ship.
A strong wind blew the traveler cloak on Anves, causing his brown hem to flutter in midair.
After about half a month’s voyage, the strange black three-flowered sailboat finally arrived at its destination.
Although traveling with Claire, the trip seemed calm and tranquil.
The only thing that changed was the captain of the black ship.
Before, the old seaman with all the greasy folds always had a weird smirk on his face.
But as the journey continued, his smile faded away.
Actually, Anves doesn’t even know how far they’ve traveled.
After sailing into the depths of the misty sea, a strange misty weather enveloped the ship.
The dark blue depths lurk with surging undercurrents, the magnetic field deflects strangely and chaotically, and the sky is gray and obscured by thick fog.
This is exactly what makes the sailors and crew members fear the most in the sea of fog. Once an ordinary ship strays into the fog of death in the depths of the sea of fog, it is almost equivalent to being sentenced to death.
There is no directional skill to be effective, and random wandering will be carried to the deeper Sea Territory by strange ocean currents.
In addition, this fog will obscure the connection between normal communication magic and magic items.
Nothing can save them except for some special Rare Items that give directions.
These days, Anves can only tell the time by the brightness of the fog and his magic pocket watch.
Today, this long voyage is finally coming to an end.
Taking a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, Anves stood ahead of the deck, looking out to the island with the others, observing the final destination of the trip.
Behind the dissipating fog, a vast expanse of land that was almost continental, gradually zoomed in and zoomed in in front of everyone, completely filling the scenery in their eyes.
As Evan said, the area of this unnamed island is much larger than an ordinary island.
Anves can see the island’s pale white sands and a few lone coconut palms, as well as the seemingly sizable port town.
Behind the town lies a desolate wilderness where some islanders drive their livestock, slowly moving under a cloudy sky shrouded in mist.
Farther out, lush jungles converge into a sea of green, rolling like insurmountable distant mountains. A huge lonely castle, Faintly discernible on the side of the mountains.
Gradually, the huge black galley sailed into the island’s port. There are several huge piers built of planks and grey granite with obvious signs of weathering.
Currently, all the piers are empty, and there is no sign of the ships that were supposed to be there.
The black ship was moored at one of the piers, and when the ship steadied, Anves took Chaum and disembarked with the others.
Somewhat strangely, after all the outsiders disembarked, the black ship did not replenish any provisions on the island, but kept sailing again and leaving the port, not knowing where to go.
Glancing at the black sailboat in the distance, Anves slowly walked down the wooden pier.
There are special shipping warehouses at each pier entrance, but they look as old as the piers.
Two sailors, wrapped in sailors’ headscarves and smoking a strange kind of tobacco pouch, sat on the piles of barrels and packages at the door of the warehouse.
With the strange eyes of vigilance and curiosity that are unique to the residents of remote areas, they looked at these travelers who came from afar.
At this time, Anves noticed from a distance that the thin brunette young man Claire was pretending to be was suddenly stopped by a scruffy homeless man leaning against the wall of the dock warehouse at the exit of the dock. .
In the corner of her eye, Claire seemed to have said a few words to the homeless man, and then the girl left on her own while the homeless man continued to lean against the corner.
After thinking about it for a while, Anves walked over with Jom as Claire walked away.
Just as he approached the homeless man, a sour and pungent smell came towards him like a wall, causing Anves to stop.
Noticing the footsteps beside him, the tramp raised his head cautiously, and through the curly brown hair and beard bonded into a ball, his eyes looked at the approaching two people in traveler’s cloaks. silhouette .
“Hello, I’m Hill.”
After covering his face with an invisible protective field, Anves greeted him with a smile.
“Would it be convenient to ask you some questions?”
“Sorry, it’s inconvenient.”
With a flicker of eyes, the tramp murmured, hurriedly got up to leave.
“Don’t be so eager to refuse, do you want to think about it again?”
Anves laughed, the hand hidden under the cloak squeezed the casting gesture, and the faint spell wave spread.
【Charming Humans】
An invisible spell of aura flashed across the tramp.
The homeless man who just got up was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the face of the person in front of him became handsome and kind. The words that had been impatiently rejected were now somewhat unspeakable.
His lips pursed, and after sweeping around his eyes extremely quickly, he spoke in a low voice, his tone a bit vague and hoarse.
“Outlanders, you shouldn’t be here—”
Anves was slightly taken aback when he heard this somewhat inaccurate remark.
“Why do you say that?”
Staring at the bum’s cloudy brown eyes with some doubts, he asked back.
“You shouldn’t be here, in this land cursed by the gods—”
The tramp didn’t explain, looking into Anves’ eyes, his gaze. Suddenly there was a trace of unspeakable fear.
The speed of the speech suddenly accelerated, becoming extremely fast and vague, like a fish that suddenly broke out of the water and gasped in vain with its mouth open-
“This land… …This land, Ravinles! Outsiders are not welcome!”
“But what’s the use of talking about it now?”
“hehe, hehehe…”
At the end, the homeless man suddenly let out a weird laugh, and then went back to the corner he was leaning against and sat down.
No matter how Anves asked, he didn’t speak, just looked at Anves with slightly confused eyes and kept an odd silence.
“Don’t pay attention to what that guy says, his mind has been eroded by the Curse Power in the wilderness.”
The voice suddenly came from behind, Anves turned his head and saw a man A sturdy sailor with a weird pipe stick and a red sailor’s turban.
That was one of the two sailors who had just sat at the door of the warehouse.
At this point, he left his comrade and, with the bright smile typical of a sailor, extended his right hand to Anves.
gu gu
Thank you for your reward and monthly pass gu——
I still owe 6 more gu
(End of this chapter)