Jonah struggled with the cable with all his strength while shouting: "Hurry up. I'm going to be torn in half..."
"Boom."
A muffled sound came from overhead. The cannonball exploded at the top of the tornado. The filling material in the projectile turned into a brilliant firework, blowing away the rain clouds gathered on the tornado column. The shape of the tornado changed significantly. The 4,000-yard-high tornado The sand pillar tilted outward. The outer wind suddenly decreased. As soon as the pressure on Jonah's hand was light, the mainmast immediately rebounded.
"8.7..." Hannah counted down at the bow of the ship. Danny stood nervously behind the cannon, observing the movement of the tornado. "The tornado will swing back in about ten seconds. You must leave on time." He shouted to his sister.
"2.1... break away." Hannah Stewart bit her lip and turned the wheel sharply. The sand flow at the tail of the chirping changed direction. The "Bactrian wind" began to fight against the inward pulling force of the tornado, like a trap. Struggling for life like a moth in a spider's web. "All sails are facing 50 degrees."
The brother passed over Jonah and quickly adjusted the sail. Now the three-masted sailing ship had been pushed to nearly 50 knots. It rolled violently due to the change in course. The buckets, tubs, and cargo rolled to the starboard side with Jonah. Astrology The palm of the sorcerer's apprentice was worn out. He accidentally let go of the cable and fell into a ball with the debris. "Oops." He hit the railing and became dizzy. He reached out and firmly grasped the side of the ship.
"Let's go." My sister roared anxiously. The sailboat couldn't help but tremble and creak under the huge attraction of the tornado. Several large wooden barrels filled with water on the port side were pulled up by the cyclone. In an instant, they disappeared in the whirlpool of yellow sand. middle.
"The tornado has swung back." Danny shouted desperately.
The sand pillar bent outward due to the force of the explosion began to rebound. It was like a giant's whip 4000 yards long and 500 yards thick. It pressed overhead with infinite power that destroyed the world. At this moment, a violent explosion occurred on the three-masted ship. Jonah was knocked to the ground by the turbulence. He lay flat on the deck and gasped. Suddenly he found that the deck had returned to level. The strong wind and suffocating yellow sand around him were no longer full. He propped up his body and walked towards Looking from the outside, the "Bactrian wind" shoots out a tornado whirlpool like an arrow from the string. It flies through the endless sea of sand at an astonishing speed. The sand pillars that reach into the sky and the earth fly away quickly. The tail of the chirping is sprayed out. The yellow sand covers the sky and the sun.
"Successful." He opened his eyes in disbelief.
"We really did it, sister." Danny jumped up excitedly and rushed towards his sister. He opened his arms and wanted to give Hannah a hug. What greeted him was a boot print on his face. Hannah stepped on her brother under her feet. Panting rapidly. His bronze skin was flushed with excitement. Beads of sweat and dust covered his forehead. But his gray-green eyes were full of pride. "Dad, have you seen it? I did it..."
A smile appeared on the face of the astrologer's apprentice. He coughed: "Ahem. So... is it finally over? I understand now that Danny, the desert tornado is really a nightmare..."
My brother was lying on the ground. He gave him a strange look and shook his finger: "It's over. No, it's just the beginning. I said, there will be 15 to 20 tornadoes this time. What's next? .It is ejected between the tornado air masses and uses each tornado to accelerate. In this way, it can maintain a high speed for a long time. Otherwise, once it breaks away, the speed will drop quickly."
Jonah was dumbfounded: "But you said the mainmast can no longer hold up..."
"I will adjust the force of the horizontal sail. Don't worry, cargo friend. We will not let the precious gift left by dad be damaged. The strong winds of Bactria are the pride of the Stewart family." Danny patted the deck confidently. Click. There was a sound. A broken wooden board broke into two pieces and fell into the cabin with a thud.
Hannah pointed forward: "The second landspout. All sails are smooth at 85 degrees. Entering in 20 seconds."
"Understood." Danny jumped up and ran towards the cable. Yona covered his eyes helplessly.
If facing the first tornado is a nightmare for an astrologer's apprentice in this life, then the next hour will be twenty nightmares played out in succession. He escapes from the last tornado and races across the desert at an unprecedented high speed. Hannah sat down behind the wheel tiredly. She wiped the sweat and dust from her face and murmured: "I will never forget this day."
"We should never forget this day." Danny spread his arms and legs on the deck and looked at the sky. After leaving the tornado area, the sky immediately became clear. The sunset in the desert area showed an orange-red color, painting the undulating sand dunes. Gorgeous silhouette.
Jonah spat out a mouthful of sand and glanced at the broken three-masted sailboat. "Your ship will not forget this day. Now, someone will untie me."
When entering the third landspout, Jonah used up the last bit of his strength and could not help anything. So he asked Danny Stewart to tie him to the main mast again to prevent him from falling and breaking his head. At this moment, he looked around. The messy deck, the broken bow jib, the loss of most of the supplies and the exhausted brother and sister. The astrologer's apprentice was full of confusion. But what takes priority now is the painful feeling of seasickness in the legend.
Waiting for his brother to cut the rope with a dagger, Jonah staggered two steps on the deck, holding on to the side of the ship. He vomited happily. Danny patted his back with understanding: "vomit up all the contents in your stomach." Clean up. Then drink some hot soup. It will help. I remember the year when I first came to the Southern Continent. My sister hugged a small bucket all day long and dared not let go. The Vomiting Ghost almost became her nickname..."
Hannah glanced at him coldly. "...until the sailors assigned this nickname to me." Danny corrected. "It wasn't until a year later that we adapted to sailing life. This is not an easy task."
Jonah raised his head and wiped his mouth. Apart from water and half a piece of hard biscuit, there wasn't much in his stomach that could be spit out. He sat down on the ground. Jonah gasped and asked, "I've wanted to ask for a long time. Why do you have to rush into the tornado? Is the competition really that important?"
The two brothers and sisters looked at each other. Jonah found that whenever he said something wrong, the Stewart brothers and sisters exchanged helpless looks. "Cargo friends, survive in the endless sand sea. The most important thing is to maintain the courage to challenge. Only keep challenging." Challenge the miraculous creation of the Creator. Challenge the enemy. Challenge yourself. Only then can you become stronger." Danny sat next to him. He looked down at his bloody hands and said.
"Why do you want to become stronger?" the astrologer's apprentice asked feebly.
"Do you need a reason to become stronger?" Danny wondered. "The Lord God Luta is above. All creatures in this world are trying their best to become stronger. Only by being strong can they gain more rights to survive and have more rights. Broad vision. Protect what needs to be protected. Create the future of your own will. Is this reason enough?"
Jonah was stunned.
Pitchfork's friends are nowhere to be found and there is no news; although the demon in his body has not appeared for a long time, there is a deep danger hidden; the betrayer's prophecies have come true one after another, bringing about one disaster after another; his parents , what kind of secrets are hidden in Dark Fire Mage Jeffta and Teacher Keshava. He has no way of knowing; in this strange continent, he is alone, helpless. The only one he can rely on is a fourth-level astrologer. The name of the apprentice. And his astrology ability is so weak that it is useless.
Why do people need to become strong?
If you are strong, you can protect Pitchfork's friends, eliminate the demons in your body, prevent disasters from happening, explore the truth of memories, hold your head high in the unknown world, and welcome one storm after another. Aren't these reasons enough?
In countless depressing nights, Jonah lay on the bed tightly wrapped in thin quilts. He felt deeply ashamed of his incompetence. He asked the Lord God Thera more than once and asked the mysterious betrayer Segres why he gave up such a cruel fate. He was given such a pale and helpless young man. Of course, no one gave him an answer.
Now, on a three-masted sailboat speeding across the endless sea of sand, the son of the sand pirate gave him the answer in his heart.
"I want to become stronger." Astrologer apprentice Jonah clenched his fists and said.
"Of course. Cargo friends." A smile appeared on Danny's face. "Continuously challenging. Constantly getting stronger. This is a man's world." After taking a sneak look at his sister, he immediately changed his words: "...This is what men and women are. The world of brave women.”
Hannah stood up slowly. She patted the dust on her red cloak. She took off the big gun "Lame Henry's Prosthetic Leg" and carefully cleaned the floating sand in the gun chamber and mechanical device. "The Bactrian Wind" finished with 60 The astonishingly high-speed sailing in the sand sea at about 10 knots. "The windless period will pass before the speed drops to 20 knots. Today, due to the appearance of a drought tornado, the desert storm will not come. There will be Category 4 to 5 hurricanes at night." The northeast wind is very suitable for sailing." Danny observed the clouds on the horizon and reported the observation results.
Hannah put the big gun on her back and fiddled with the compass: "It seems that the 'Racing Star' is nearby. We need to repair the mast."
"There are sails, cables, decks, keels, steering gears, bowsails, and many sisters," Danny said with a wry smile.
A small black spot appeared on the undulating skyline. As the three-masted ship sailed quickly, the black spot gradually grew larger. "Oh, what is that?" Jonah couldn't help but exclaimed. A huge ship without sails. The ship appeared in view. Its three-layer rectangular deck was built on two side-by-side sand-eating worms. It moved slowly at the speed of the sand-eating worms themselves. Numerous windows on the side emitted warm light in the gradually dimming sky. Like a brightly lit moving castle.
The closer it gets to the big ship, the "Bactrian Wind" becomes smaller and smaller. Compared with the two sand-eating worms, Chicha's size looks extremely petite. It's like an ant crawling under a boulder. "This is the 'Racing Star' '.The famous mobile hotel and sailboat repair shop in the endless sand sea. Hannah. Go to Pier 2. There are vacancies there." Danny pointed to the front right.
The three-masted sailboat raised its sail, slowed down, and drew an arc to approach the big ship. Jonah discovered that there was a dock next to each big boat under the seat of the big ship. There were two sailboats moored at the dock on the left. The dock on the right Empty. A man in black and white plaid clothing stood there waving a flag.
"Hey, Old Bay, it's me." Danny Stewart jumped on the bow and waved enthusiastically to the other party.
"Stuart. Where is your beautiful yet unkind sister? I haven't seen her for a month. I miss her so much." The man named Old Bay laughed loudly. He took the rope thrown by Danny and tied it to the mooring pier.
Hannah poked her head out from behind her brother and glared at him. Danny smiled bitterly and said, "Look, meeting a man with a normal sexual orientation is equally distressing."