The church seemed to form a dark sky alone, both silent and noisy, both holy and terrifying, accompanied by a pious atmosphere, like the slowly dispersed frankincense and myrrh in the air.

The praying person has no extra movements, and will only gesture to the music, and then maintain valuable silence.

I stared at the twisted ceremony, like a poor man attending his own funeral, full of lament and despair. I didn't even know how to break the weird atmosphere and find a familiar face.

My intuition tells me that there will be no kind jokes in the process, nor will there be a long-lost hug.

I jumped off the stone on the foot pad and hid in the dark again. I was about to turn around and leave, but I saw the broken stone under my feet, carved with a series of blurred diamond patterns. The moss-covered stone performance also had traces of different depths. The mark was like...

tombstone?

...What's wrong, when will there be a tombstone outside the church?

The person who preached just now was not the lazy and depraved Father Carter!

"It's true that something is wrong with the church..."

I secretly thanked that I did not appear in the church rashly. Judging from the current situation, the place close to the church seems to have unknown strangeness, and it is definitely not suitable for head-on collisions when the enemy is unknown.

"If the man who called himself 'Rod' was to lead me to the church, I must do the opposite now. This town is not big, and where is there suitable for me to hide besides the crisis-ridden Mount Mades?" I said to myself.

Returning to the tavern is definitely the most unwise choice. When I go back in mud, the traces left behind will instantly reveal my whereabouts, so I have to find a place to hide and find more clues.

In the pastor's sermon just now, it seemed that the news of a boat coming to the town... Who can approach this island in such a big storm?

The sea with turbulent clouds seems to be suitable for me to hide for a while.

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The trek in the heavy rain became even more difficult. The cold rain was constantly taking away my body temperature and trapping my progress. I was still thinking about where the figure disappeared after entering the church. Therefore, I had to look back and observe if someone followed me in the same way.

Such suspicious actions were undoubtedly a huge blow to courage. I took a detour in a restless manner, passed through the empty Rose Square, and then came to the beach in the town.

There should be Zach's house and the marina in town. There seems to be an empty house behind his house, which looks just right for me to shelter from the rain.

The strong wind on the beach was particularly bitter, and the hovering wind almost blew out the heavy rain. Facing the direction of the wind and waves, the wet clothes were pressing against the skin, but behind him, it seemed like a sail was pulled up, and the clothes were flying.

Whether it was the rapid rain or the strong wind, it seemed to be preventing me from approaching this beach and preventing me from coming to my destination. I blocked my eyes with one hand and pulled the corner of my clothes with the other to reduce the resistance of the wind. I took two steps forward, and each foot was deeply pierced into the sand and looked for support.

The lonely house slowly appeared in sight, and the sky further away was a thick darkness that could not be melted. The sea and sky were even shiny lights of stars and moons. It was as dark as a canvas and covered with ink.

I took two steps and approached the walls of the house by the sea. After standing still, I felt the sound of the wind disappear from my side in an instant, and finally found a place to stand in danger.

At this time, I discovered something strange.

The pier in Ore Town was originally a small pier rooted in the Wind-Shelf Bay. Although it was not large in size, it was extremely strong. According to Zach's introduction, it could withstand the strongest storm here.

But the dock I saw seemed to have lost a large piece of countertop, and the incomplete part was particularly eye-catching.

"The pier collapsed?"

I was puzzled, but I found that something was trembling slightly on the broken dock, as if the hair on my body was blown by the wind, very subtle.

I observed for a while before I could see clearly that the dock did not seem to collapse, but was covered with a layer of black matter, with slender and curved shapes, integrated with the surrounding darkness. In this dim and dull situation, it was impossible to recognize it at a glance.

But where is the ship? Has it been driven away?

I poked half of my head out and kept my as hidden position as possible in the corner, avoiding hurricanes and possible accidents.

Observation in the dark is very difficult, but I cannot get directly close to the dock with high winds and high waves, so I decided to use some methods to test it.

I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it out with my arm strength that was far beyond ordinary people. Even with the interference of the strong wind, I could pre-calculate the ballistics and hit the target accurately. It seemed that my accurate shooting skills were not sealed as the colonists system shut down.

The thrown stones were arcing and disappeared from my sight, but soon made a bang sound, which briefly ended the flight.

I tried two more and found that the stones I threw at the dock were far closer than I thought. They bumped into something and were blocked to the ground.

"Protective shield? Energy barrier?"

I opened my mind and remembered many inexplicable possibilities. But my doubts were not answered until a flash of lightning fell.

Under the dazzling light, the illumination range is wide but the duration is very short. The too cold light cannot reflect the color of the object, and only shines on a monotonous world of black and white.

But the briefly strong light had already imprinted the scene firmly on my retina, and even if I closed my eyes, I could tell a clear outline.

The position I faced was not an empty dark water on the dock of Ore Town, but a huge black shadow stood, the towering mast, strong keels, sharp corners, and prominent bows, which all showed that this was an extremely huge sailing ship docked on the seaside of Ore Town.

The incomplete dock I saw was actually laid on it with wooden boards used for the boarding. The dark appearance and incomplete outline were integrated with the ship behind it, which made people feel like darkness.

Due to the lack of color, I cannot confirm whether this ship is a huge black ship incoming, but this huge size seems to be able to arrive safely to a certain extent by surging the wind and waves.

Something is wrong... Such a large sailboat requires dozens or hundreds of crew members alone. How can it be quiet? Can the mayor hide so many people?

Under the lightning of another lightning, I saw some strange scenes from afar.

The ship was anchored easily and freely on the undulating sea surface, without any tendency to shake. But the strange bow of the bow seemed to be moving in the direction?

In the chaotic environment, I seemed to see the bow of the ship turning slowly, rotating on all sides like a compass. However, it gradually stabilized while shaking, and finally headed in one direction.
Chapter completed!