Now that Gray has arrived as planned, the hustle and bustle tonight will be even less lonely - I thought as I listened to the strange sounds coming from downstairs.

The tavern hall is empty at the moment, except for Zach, who is very drunk due to alcoholism. In the past, he was a vigorous and muscular man, but now his eyes are as red as blood, breathing heavily, and constantly sweeping the wine bottles on the table.

This is the momentum of my life, trying to perish together with the enemy.

In the past, Boss Dart, who was extremely concerned about the profit and loss of the tavern, was silent at this time and stayed behind the counter dutifully, taking out bottle after bottle of wine as if by magic.

In order to better complete tonight's work, he even sent his daughter Lin to Mrs. Lilia's chicken farm in advance to keep Purbury company.

In fact, I don’t want the simple-minded Lin to see the scene in front of me.

Because no matter how you look at it, the Zach in front of you is no longer the person you usually know.

The muscles all over his body were tense, his forehead was sweating, bulging veins were prominent on his skin, and his breathing was particularly uncoordinated, as if he was inhaling a suffocating heat flow of thousands of degrees Celsius, accompanied by unbearable heat for ordinary people.

pain of.

Even a layman like me can see that Zach, who is drinking desperately, is not out of fascination with alcohol - fascination will only bring about the stupidity that numbs the mind, and there is no way he can have such a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

What he was doing was more like when facing an indescribable terror, he was trying every means to get himself drunk so that his nerves, which were stretched to the limit, could have a chance to breathe.

As a group of us hurriedly turned down the second floor and hurriedly passed through the tavern hall, Gray walked through it without looking back and quickly arrived at the door, with the unabashed integrity of a young man.

There was a trace of compassion on Stuart's not-so-handsome face. He didn't know whether it was for the fate of his fiancée or the sorrow and despair of others. His eyes met with Boss Dart's, and both of them nodded slightly, and then said nothing.

Say half a sentence more.

Listening to the deafening sound of rain outside, I spent three seconds hesitating whether to hold an umbrella, and then decisively gave up such a pointless struggle.

"Marcus, it's not peaceful outside, so be careful." Boss Dart said calmly, but his complicated eyes never moved away from Zach - at this time, I hadn't noticed Boss Dart yet.

In addition to the unconcealed concern, there is also a hint of vigilance that is not easy to detect...

I spread my hands and sighed: "Thank you boss, I have my own sense of discretion. By the way, don't worry so much about Zach, this storm will pass soon, right?"

After hearing our conversation, Gray, who had already rushed to the door, suddenly turned back and took something out of his pocket as if he remembered something.

"Boss! Speaking of this... I met Mrs. Lilia on the way out of the forge house and asked me to bring this to you. The instructions were also similar to what the boss said, so I won't go into details."

Huh? This is...the King Soul First Fire Ring?

A ring that was bone-cold but shimmering with faint firelight was handed into my hand. Unknown power also flowed from the ring, dissipating a bit of the coldness contained in the cold rain.

But what could make Mrs. Lilia insist on giving me a ring on such a rainy day...

I cast a surprised look at Boss Dart, but at this moment this cunning middle-aged man suddenly stopped talking, as if the instructions just now were just an illusion.

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A huge storm may be landing on the island with heavy steps at this moment, so the wind direction changes from left to right, forward and backward, swirling up messy debris on the ground, blocking our progress.

Going out on such a stormy day is a very irrational thing, and something that can make people decide to go out on such a stormy day is even more unusual.

For example, in order to find Elliot, for example, Mrs. Lilia wanted to give a ring, and even more, the reason why Elliot had to go out regardless of everything...

Troubled debris was flying everywhere, and the fierce rain was splashing. We had to line up in a column, with the leader cutting through the obstacles and moving bit by bit with heavy steps. Under this situation, we didn't even find any clues.

There was no possibility - the heavy rain and strong wind had already crushed all the traces into a ball, threw them into the washing machine and tore them apart like crazy.

All we can do is to move forward with all our strength, and in the face of natural disasters that cause great fear to mankind, we have repeatedly strengthened our minds and set our sights on the place where I speculated that Elliot might go - the port.

Everyone, including me, was full of expectations that when we arrived at the port bay, we would be able to get rid of the obstacles of dead branches, dead leaves, gravel and rubble. However, no one expected that the moment we successfully passed through Rose Square, an even more violent storm hit us.

Without the barrier and weakening of the building, it is attacking us more violently!

Stuart, the tallest among us, swayed in the strong wind and fell backwards involuntarily. Even his arms locked on the railing could not stop this trend.

Upon seeing this, Gray and I separated to the left and right. Each of us stretched out a hand to support his sloping shoulder. We started to regulate our breathing with completely different postures and frequencies. We slowly overcame the violent wind and pushed Stuart away.

Pulled back from the edge of capsizing the building.

Stuart's face turned red due to excessive exertion and rapid breathing, and he said to us in a muffled voice: "Thank you."

"Boss, something is wrong here..."

Gray spoke at the top of his lungs, but even this volume was intermittent in the storm.

I said matter-of-factly: "You don't need to tell me, I'm not blind..."

Gray and I looked at each other and continued to walk forward despite the strong wind. The small bay had lost its original calm. The fallen coconut trees and the crashing waves were shocking, like countless evil beasts lurking in the sea.

It is roaring and preparing to land on land, spreading the most naked desire for destruction.

The extremely low-pressure lead clouds, the endless rainstorms, the dark and treacherous sea, and the endless forest are all visible at this moment. In this world, no matter how powerful the creatures are, they are no more than a drop in the ocean, and no matter how majestic the military is, they are no different.

In my opinion, even if I have seen the scenery of the universe, I will still be amazed by the maliciousness of nature.

"Sheriff! Is Elliot really here?!"

Stuart also shouted at the top of his lungs, expressing his opinion, "There is nothing here! She would not come to such an obviously dangerous place!"

His argument was of no use. Gray had already groaned, and his body against the strong wind seemed to have turned on some switch. His pace changed from slow to fast, and he ran into this chaotic coast.

I was about to walk forward, but I was grabbed by Stuart: "Sheriff! Did you hear that?"

He said anxiously, "You can see at a glance that there is no one here! You should look elsewhere quickly!!"

My face looked extremely solemn at this time, and I turned around suddenly with a livid face, which probably shocked him too.

There was no extra emotion in my tone: "No! We have to search here, I'm sure there's something wrong here!"

"But...but there is nothing here!!" Stuart was discouraged for a moment, but still insisted on his opinion.

"Yeah...there's nothing here..."

I muttered to myself, then suddenly grabbed his collar, wiped the rain off my face, tried my best to move the numb facial nerves to make my expression look more vivid, pointed one finger at the coast and roared.
Chapter completed!