The leader of the Luoer tribe, Lu Ming, had never met Long Ao, but the moment he saw Huang Yuan, he guessed his identity.
This Huang Yuan is a witch doctor of the Namu tribe who has a higher vision than the top. The person who can make him surrender like this must be a big shot in the tribe.
Sure enough, Huang Yuan introduced: "This is our Young Master Long Ao, the most beloved son of Chief Namu."
Lu Ming quickly stepped forward and saluted: "I have met the young master."
Long Ao waved his hand and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "I heard that the Luoer tribe has a boat that can lead to the sea. We want to take a look at the legendary Death Island."
Lu Ming was startled, but quickly calmed down and said, "Young Master, you can't go to the Death Island."
"Oh? Why?" Long Ao asked.
"The Island of Death is occupied by powerful beasts. It is said that these beasts are like robbers. Geese pluck their feathers and fish peel their scales. None of the beasts who accidentally pass by there can come back alive. For many years, no ship has dared to
Get close there.
What’s even more frightening is that because of the evil deeds of these orcs, the area near Death Island has become a place cursed by the beast god. No matter who gets close there, they will lose their way and never find their way home.”
"So scary?" Long Ao raised his eyebrows.
This statement is similar to what Huang Yuan said.
"Do you know where those powerful beasts came from? Why did they suddenly come to the island?" Long Ao asked.
"I really don't know about this. I just heard that it was the mermaids on the island who saved them at first, but after they landed, they killed all the mermaids on the island..." Lu Ming said, making a gesture of breaking his neck.
After Long Ao read it, he fell into deep thought.
Lu Ming thought that Long Ao was frightened and had given up the idea of going to the island.
Unexpectedly, after Long Ao was deep in thought, he suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "Prepare the boat, I must take a look."
"What can we do?" Lu Ming suddenly collapsed on the ground.
The Luoer tribe is close to the sea, and its people are all seabirds.
Goddess Warmth taught them how to build boats and weave nets, freeing them from the dangerous life of foraging in the wind and waves, so the Luoer tribe voluntarily became subordinates of the Namu tribe.
Unlike the Chana tribe, the Luoer tribe does not need to pay tribute to the Namu tribe every year. On the contrary, the Namu tribe will give them a batch of food before the cold season every year. The condition is: the Luoer tribe must pay tribute to them.
Unconditionally provide the Namu tribe with ships to go to sea.
Lu Ming had no way to refuse Long Ao's request.
Not only could he not refuse, he also sent someone to protect Long Ao.
This is the child of the goddess of warmth.
They must protect her no matter what.
In the end, in order to express his sincerity, Lu Ming had no choice but to board the ship himself and set off with Long Ao to find the Island of Death.
The Isle of the Dead is half a day's journey from the Rohr Tribe.
They drove for a long time when fog suddenly appeared on the sea.
The sun was still hanging brightly above their heads, but after entering that area, the visibility suddenly became very low. In the heavy fog, they almost couldn't see the faces of the people sitting across from them clearly.
"Chief Luming, what should we do now?" one of his subordinates asked.
It seems it's not too late to escape from this place surrounded by fog.
"Young Master, look, should we come back another day?" Lu Ming was a little unsure.
"No need, won't it be the same another time?" Long Ao said, "What did you do when you encountered thick fog in the past?"
A Luoer tribe member intervened and said: "At that time, we didn't know what was going on. We thought we could get out after paddling for a while. Who knew, we were trapped in there for three days and three nights and couldn't get out. Finally,
We all fainted from hunger and thought we were dead."
"What happened next?" Shi Qi couldn't help but ask.
"Didn't we faint? We went out when we woke up." The tribesman scratched his head in embarrassment, "We don't know how we got out. Maybe we were just lucky."
"That's it." Long Ao closed his eyes after saying that.
No one could see Long Ao's expression in the thick fog, but he suddenly lost his voice, and others were a little scared.
"Young Master!" Lu Ming shouted tentatively.
"Shh..." Long Ao stretched out a finger to signal everyone to be quiet.
Suddenly it occurred to him that no one else could see him doing this action, so Long Ao said again: "Everyone, please be silent. Listen to the sound of the wind."
"The sound of the wind?"
Orcs have very sensitive ears and can pick up small sounds very well.
After receiving Long Ao's prompt, they all closed their eyes and listened to the sound of the wind.
But after a long time, I finally felt a little fluctuation in the air flow.
"I heard it!" Seventeen shouted excitedly.
"Now let's paddle in the opposite direction of the wind." Long Ao ordered.
"Yes! But why?" Everyone couldn't help but ask.
"Didn't someone just say that after they fainted, the ship drifted out of the thick fog?" Long Ao patiently explained to everyone.
"yes!"
"Then how did they get out? When everyone on the boat was motionless, the wind must have blown them out." Long Ao said.
"I know!" Seventeen shouted, "The wind will blow people outside the thick fog, and the opposite direction is the innermost part of the thick fog. As long as we paddle in one direction, we will definitely find death.
island."
"Not bad!" Long Ao nodded happily.
Although this Seventeen has not been with him for a long time, his brain is quite good.
"But in the opposite direction of the wind, does it have to be the Island of Death? What if it's somewhere else..."
"In your impression, is there any place more terrifying than the Island of Death?" Long Ao asked.
"Since we are not even afraid of the Island of Death, how can we be afraid of being blown to another place by the wind?"
"But what if there really is one on the island..." Lu Ming still wanted to say.
It is the instinct of an orc to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. As a bird orc, Lu Ming has weak attack power and a stronger sense of self-protection. He does not want to face unknown risks.
"There are not so many eventualities." Long Ao's patience has reached its limit.
"Just do as I say."
The orcs on this ship, except for the leader of the Luoer tribe and several other crew members, were all subordinates brought by Long Ao, so even if he didn't want to, Lu Ming had to do what Long Ao said.
Originally there were two boats following them, but after entering the thick fog, the boats behind them had already lost track of them, so they probably couldn't be found.
The crew followed Long Ao's instructions and rowed deeper. When the directions of several crew members began to differ, they put down the oars, quietly felt the direction of the wind, and then set sail again.
Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, the people on the boat finally felt something hit the bottom of the boat. With a "boom", the boat stopped. This chapter has been completed!
