"Agreement?"
Bai Wu nodded. "Although we have no way of knowing the content of this agreement, some clues can be seen from the performance of Ellanta today. The continuous weakening of the level of order power should be the plan set by the Council of Truth. This is also the origin of the mortal age. But. The truth will include the legend that Odin himself loves the poetry of the blue. If a mortal will give birth to a hero like the Azure Knight, maybe he can decide the direction of the world's destiny, until the last moment, they will still I hope to go back to the time when'parents' still existed in this world."
"That selected person is the Silver Queen?" Brando asked.
Bai Wu glanced at him again.
"Perhaps, maybe not. But in any case, Constance being played between the palms of the ashes represents the final hope of the reopening of the Council of Truth. After the seven most holy witnesses have witnessed all this, they must proceed with History is corrected."
"Correct history?" This proposition is too big, Brando feels a little weird.
"Simply put, Odin left a glimmer of hope in this broken world at the beginning, otherwise the war between Miner and the Four Sages would have to split Voend into four or five. In fact, he did not even return to the Elemental Wall. Outside the barrier, he was fighting fiercely with the Twilight Land Legion. On the final battlefield, he should take a step back with the four sages. He made a thousand-year wish to prove that he was right. Seven to Sheng testified for him, but the facts proved that he was still wrong, that's it—"
Bai Wu replied: "Of course, this may also be just my guess-how is it, doesn't it feel like a trifling matter?"
Brando was silent for a moment before he said: "Actually, it is not incomprehensible. I don't think Ellanta-sama can judge right or wrong. They just want to overthrow the Miner's rule and fight against the twilight proposition for them— No, it's too big even 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 the sound of wind and rain outside. The patter of sea water gushed from the crack of the door and followed. The stairs flow down like a hanging waterfall.
The pale electric light occasionally seeped into the gap between the wood and the wood, printing several long strips of light in the dark aisle.
"A thousand years sounds like a long time, but it’s still too short for this war. Seriously, I don’t know whether this world can fight the Twilight Dragon. Don’t say that Odin would think so, it’s me. I also think it might be better to return to the time when the gods are still on the earth." He said softly: "The power of a mortal is too weak, how can it be able to fight the dusk..."
"But we can't go back, the gods have already left," Bai Wu's eyes reflected in the eyes of Elder Kaib putting his hand on the door and pushing the door hard: "And the time left for us is so short. If Ellanta and the others cannot seal the dusk, the whole world will face this disaster."
She stopped for a moment, and it seemed that she could hear the door creaking and being pushed open, and the sound of squally rain pouring in from outside. Everyone shivered subconsciously, even Andesa, who was standing far away, was no exception. .
"And even if it succeeds," Bai Wu's voice was blown away by the wind, and it seemed a little intermittent: "It's just a delay of decades of fate. The future world will eventually face all that, and the war beyond elemental barriers continues. For thousands of years, whether the Land Legion still exists or not, and what the attitude towards our world is, no one knows."
"But anyway," she replied, "the future will at least be in the hands of the mortals themselves."
"Is this Martha's preference?" Brando murmured.
"This is what Martha wants."
The storm had completely penetrated into the cabin, drowning the conversation between the two.
The gust of wind turned the narrow cabin into a roaring corridor, and the sea smashed over, as if what Elder Kaib had opened was not a tattered wooden hatch, but a valve at the bottom of the cistern. The sea water joined together. The waves are rushing in, like a waterfall.
The little fairy who was carried by Brando screamed to cover her face with her hands. Of course, this was basically of no avail, and she soon became a mess.
However, the others were basically unaffected. Before the sea water reached them, they were blocked by an invisible force. After the silver law line flickered for a few times, the sea water broke apart and fell on the wooden board. Circle white bubbles.
Elder Kaib stood still in the wind and rain, his robe was already soaked, but this short and squat Tiermos was unaffected at all, as firm as a statue. This is the true nature of the sea people, watching the ocean and conquering the ocean. To them, the wind and waves are no different from the showers in the summer afternoon.
Brando heard the sound of trumpets coming back and forth. It was not a ship horn like a human sailor, it was more like a series of whistles that appeared to be rapid in heavy rain, and then he heard a long horn. At the sound, a beam of light penetrated the pouring rain curtain and shone from the opposite side.
This beam of light was linked with the beam of light emitted by the ship group, and a bright light path was formed on the dim sea. He stood on the deck and watched dozens of dragon-head warships along the rough sea. The light path broke through the waves, and a heroic spirit could not help but also rise in my heart.
He had already seen the outline of another ship group faintly appearing in the storm, and Bai Wu said loudly to him: "They use lights to transmit information and inform each other of the nearby undercurrents and vortices. That should be the nearest ship group. This There may be several boat groups of this size nearby."
"Is that so, Elder Kaib?" Brando asked the elder Tilmoth in front of him.
The latter nodded, and a voice from the heart sounded in several people's minds: "That is the fleet of the Misty Clan. They just came back from Faresa. They hunted a sharp seal, a good harvest—"
"Fareza is the sea of ice, where is the hometown of Crystal Stag." Bai Wu said immediately.
Brando nodded. Malocha is not on this boat. The sacred creatures are naturally able to lead people out of the way. The Crystal Stag is the best guide in the storm. The reason why they are so respected in this line is that the identity of the traveler is just One of the reasons, and the existence of Malocha is also indispensable.
The latter should be on the foremost battleship at this moment, leading the way for the entire fleet.
"How far are we from the trading place?" he asked again.
Elder Kaib raised a chubby finger. "There is still less than a chain of light distance. As long as you cross the strait of bones, the storm will stop." His voice said in the hearts of everyone. Brando didn't understand how far the chain of light was, and White Mist obviously didn't. Clearly, so she didn't speak this time.
However, what Brando did not understand was how a strait appeared above the vast sea. He looked around. Although the visibility in the storm was extremely poor, he could still see that the sea level was far above the sky, connecting with the dim clouds. , There is no shadow of land nearby, let alone a strait.
But he soon understood the meaning of the Tiermos elder.
A strait rose out of thin air from below the surface of the sea. To be precise, it looked like a pair of monster fangs. Two black-painted sea cliffs stood unfounded and unfounded on the vast sea.
They don’t know how high they are. Just the surface of the sea between two sea cliffs, Brando’s visual observation is more than ten nautical miles wide, and the huge group of Tilmers passes through between, as small as a group of floating over the water. The ants are average.
And just as Elder Kaib predicted, as soon as the strait passed, the storm on the sea gradually subsided, as if there were squally showers and raging waves before, but after a while, the sky was clear and the wind and waves calmed down.
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 was endless, the sky and the sea. The only unpleasant thing was that there was still a faint mist in the surroundings. Brando could see many reef pillars in the fog. These huge stone pillars are spread over the sea and are covered with all kinds of huge bones. Some of these bones look like some kind of huge physique before death. Sea beasts or cetaceans, but some are in human form, undoubtedly the remains of some kind of giant.
When Brando saw these bones, he knew in his heart that they had reached the sea of bones.
This is the center of the storm.
The ship group he saw earlier came close at this time. The Tiermos fleet seems to be much smaller than the ship group in Yongdong Harbor. Although it also has several large ships of this kind, it’s outside There are far fewer leading warships, and the flagship is far less spectacular than Oberwuf.
The boat group of the Misty clan in the mouth of Elder Kaib slowed down a few nautical miles away from the boat group, maintaining almost parallel speed with the Yongdong Port group, but soon, Brando saw a leading battleship from the ship. The group drove out and approached them.
He waited until the dragon head battleship got closer, before he could see the crew on it-it was very different from the crew composition of the crew in Yongdong Port. There were few goblins or other shallow sea native species on the ship. They are all Tiermos, but their dress is slightly different from the Tiermos of Yongdong Port. Except for one person wearing a robe, almost everyone else wears a thick fur coat and has tattoos on their bodies. Each is different.
Elder Kaib pointed to the Tilmoth wearing a long robe and said: "That is the Elder of the Mist. They are very close to us. Miss Tata used to study in the Clan of the Mist when she was young. The Elder of the Mist can be said to be her. Half a teacher."
Brando nodded. Some knowledge can only be understood after going out of the house. This is the reason for the so-called travel thousands of miles and reading thousands of books. Miss Fairy knows Qian Hai so well and knowledge is so profound. Apart from the identity of the Most Saint, she must have traveled a lot when she was young.
The ability of students to surpass that of teachers is nothing to geniuses.