Chapter 200 The mural of the pilgrimage

464

The crew members walked slowly in the darkness, stepping across the water-riding ground, and the footsteps were drowned by the sound of rain.

There are many man-made buildings on the island. When they get off the boat, they use these building ruins as signposts, but now all these things have been swallowed up by the darkness. The island has nothing but the sound of rain, as if walking in the deepest ocean.

There is only bottomless darkness ahead and around, with no hope and no direction, and the only light in your hand is also burning slowly.

Gilsyas felt more and more anxious. From leaving the raindrops to now, the journey was definitely more than thirty-five minutes, but spiritual perception told him that he had not yet entered the spiritual observation range of "death"!

They either went in the wrong direction or were always in circles!

"Compass! Who brought the compass or the compass!" He finally couldn't stand it and roared in a low voice, "I've lost my way, we all have to die here!"

The team stopped, and the pirates looked at me, and I looked at you, and the last person showed the damaged compass in his hand:

"We have been walking in the direction of 'causing death', second deputy!"

The red and blue pointers of the compass swayed slightly, and Gilsyace grabbed them and changed the angles from left to right several times. The pointers firmly pointed in one direction, and it did not seem to be damaged.

He couldn't tell if the compass was pointing correctly: "Then why haven't it arrived yet?!"

"No, I don't know..." The experienced sailor holding the compass lowered his head in fear, "Maybe it's because he's been thundering? Thunder will affect the compass..."

Gilsy's eyes were red: "You don't need to say this kind of thing! I just want to know if the compass is still useful now?!"

"But, maybe...no..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Gilsyace's emotions broke out of control at this moment. He roared, "You have wasted twenty minutes of lamp oil, I'll peel you now! I want to take you

Boil it into lamp oil!”

Everyone was silent, and Anderson couldn't help but speak:

"The rain is too heavy now, and it's soaked. Don't look at me with that look. I mean that people who are soaked can't make lamp oil. It's too wasteful to dry it, and it may have other uses."

It was not a brainless plea, but a rational analysis of the pros and cons. Gilsyace was convinced by this reason. He slowly let go of his fist, and the faint blue flame flashed by in his palm. He glanced at the sailor coldly,

I have already made the other party into steaming broth and lamp oil in my heart.

The sailor lowered his head, his body trembled violently, and he did not dare to speak anymore.

The others around him remained a little far away from him silently, and pushed him to the periphery of the adventurers.

“What should I do now?”

The adventurers also looked grim. One of the men wearing glasses said, "I did divination. If I have completely lost my direction, I can choose to follow the divination direction."

Gilsyace frowned: "What's the way?"

The man in glasses replied: "A secret person is a mystery scientist who has mastered certain divination skills."

"What is your divination problem?"

"...to the direction of the safe area." The mystic spoke calmly, "Divine can only do multiple-choice questions, not point out the direction. At present, it implies that I am going straight ahead. Another thing is, 'reported death' exceeds the

I have my divination ability, so a 'safe place' may not be the place where 'death' is."

"Why don't you divine the port where you docked in the 'death'?"

"The island has more than one port, and the one who docks cannot divine because of the existence of the 'death' itself."

Anderson snatched in front of Gilsyace:

"The compass fails and the port cannot be found, which means we actually have no choice now?"

The man in glasses nodded with a serious expression.

"Let's go." Anderson nodded, his tone relaxed, "If you walk for five minutes, you can divine the direction again. The lamp will burn for more than half an hour at most. My spirituality has also been consumed a lot. I hope to reach that safe before it is completely wiped out.

Place!"

So they began to reorganize their formation and slowly continue to move forward.

...

City of Generosity, Byyam.

After sending away the fat pharmacist, Klein returned to Byyam to prevent the unidentified Aurora from meeting the powerful man in a narrow road while holding the "Eye of All Black".

Now, he was sitting at the hotel desk, with brown letter paper spreading out, and dark red water-absorbing pens wandering around.

Klein first cared about Mr. Azke's recent situation, and then mentioned that he was looking for magical items that could steal other people's extraordinary abilities, and found that someone was parasitized by outsiders.

Then, he asked casually if there was a way to bypass the parasitic outsider to remind the host.

With this reason, he also mentioned that he had learned from others that the "worm of time" related to the high-level "thief" path, and figured out that such things could serve as sacrifices for important rituals and materials for advanced talismans.

But I don't know what to do.

Huh... Klein put down his pen, folded the letter paper, took out the copper whistle, put it to his mouth, and blew it hard.

The black-haired and snake-tailed demigod appeared as usual, but this time he had a few more colorful feather ornaments on his body, which made Klein couldn't help but take a look.

He handed over the letter, took it, and then disappeared.

After doing all this, Klein did not unfold the paper crane and asked "Mercury Snake" Will Ansitin for the same content.

This is because he discovered something bad. The Thousand Paper Crane is not a magical object or an extraordinary weapon. It is just an ordinary piece of paper folded. After being rubbed repeatedly by an eraser, it has shown signs of fragility. How many more times will you do?

Then, it may be broken directly.

"It's better to wait until there is something very important to contact before considering it. For example, Mr. Azker doesn't know how to bypass the possessed old man and remind Leonard..." Klein shook his head silently and quickly packed up the items on the table.

"Be a traveler today, relax and start looking for opportunities to play the role tomorrow!" Klein calmed down his thoughts, put on his coat, took off his top hat, and walked out of the hotel room.

He is going to go to the mountains outside Olawi Harbour to watch the sunset!

The idea originated from a best-selling novel, whose author is Leon Mastan, was born in Olavi, and settled in Beckland after the age of 20. This gentleman introduced the Port of Baiyam with emotion in the book.

The sunset in Draco Mountain is considered to be the most beautiful scenery he has ever seen so far.

Klein took a carriage out of the city and walked to the foot of Mount San Draco. It took only an hour to climb this low-high peak.

The terrain of this port is relatively high, so it has not been damaged too much in the previous tsunami.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun gradually set, dyeing the blue ocean on the left side of the mountain like fire, making the green woods and vast fields on the right covered a golden yellow.

All colors bloomed in the last brightness at this moment, and then gradually dimmed until it was dim.

At the entrance of the boat, the carriages entered the city, and the busy people returned home one after another along the road beside the orchard in the wheat fields.

When darkness began to cover the earth, a little warm light appeared in the inner and outer city one after another, like bright gems on black velvet.

It was really beautiful... Klein admired it for a moment until the lights representing families came into his eyes.

He turned around silently, along the mountain road, surrounded by black trees, returned to the bottom, and then walked a distance to hire a carriage on the edge of the port city.

The carriage moved forward steadily, and the elegant iron-black street lamp poles quietly retreated under the dim light, leaving.

After a while, Klein returned to the hotel, took out the keys and opened the door.

In the room, the beds, desks and chairs were all lying quietly in the rich darkness, silently reflecting some crimson moonlight.

Klein closed the door in a very small amplitude, walked to the window, and stood in the shadow caused by the curtain, but did not move for a long time.

The lights outside are bright.

465

The mysterious scholar kept changing his direction and using divination to find the right direction. Behind him, the lights in Gilsyace's hand were already shaking, and Anderson's face became extremely pale.

The tallest man in the adventurer team walked up silently and took over Anderson's position.

The dawn-like white light emanated from him, controlling it to a size that just could cover the front of the team.

Sequence 6 of Warrior Path, a "Dawn Knight"! With the excellent combat skills of Warrior Path and the special attacks on various monsters, even Gilsyace would not fight with him rashly, he was the only one who took the number of people.

The reason why the pirates with the upper hand dare not act rashly.

The adventurers were relieved when they saw the light, while the demon sailors had to pull a little further away to avoid entering the range of the dawn light.

This light actually does not have much substantial damage, but it will still be resisted by the instinct of evil creatures.

"Damn, damn! How far is it?!"

This is the fourth time I stopped, which means that about twenty minutes have passed, and the time when the oil lamp is extinguished is getting closer and closer, and Gilsyas is becoming more and more irritable.

The one who made him most irritable was this warrior! When he thought that after the kerosene lamp was turned off, he would be swallowed by the darkness, while these adventurers could rely on the mysticians and warriors to survive or even find a safe place, Gilsyace felt better.

I'm not happy even if I die!

"The spiritual divination cannot directly divine the specific distance..." The mystician was already sweating coldly.

"Shut up! I know!"

This is the first time he has shouted so hard that anyone with a discerning eye can feel that the second pair is in a abnormal mood and in a mental state, as if they are on the verge of collapse.

Because of this, no one dared to remind him, for fear of irritating him and losing control on the spot.

As he walked, an adventurer suddenly disappeared from the spot. Everyone was instantly focused on it and prepared instantly. The next second, the adventurer appeared again, but was warned by everyone and fiercely

His eyes were startled.
To be continued...