Jonah has never had any experience in using magic weapons. In fact, except for the staff, which has more symbolic meaning than practical significance, and Elliot's heavy sword, he has never touched any weapons. But at this moment, the astrologer The apprentice didn't have time to think about it. He straightened his right arm. The magic pistol that was flying toward the door was firmly caught in the palm of his hand. Sensing the temperature of his palm, the starting crystal on the gun handle began to drive thirteen magic array red stars. The crystal rotates. The energy of the magic crystal in the magazine is squeezed out. It rotates along the mysterious mithril trajectory and boils. It emits an unstable and hot breath.
"Quickly shoot and cut the cable." Danny shouted loudly while struggling to maintain his balance five steps away.
Jonah raised the shadow of the white cherry blossoms in the summer. He raised his head in the sand and fog and aimed at the tangled sail rope above his head. He pulled the trigger. When pure magical energy shot out from the barrel, he naturally narrowed his eyes. But a bright straight strip of light was still burned on the retina. This shot cut a tangled rope in half like a hot knife cutting through butter. The half of the foremast immediately rolled up and was cut by another tangled rope. It was pulled back and hit the mizzen mast from top to bottom like a chain hammer. With a crisp sound of "click, click, click", the two masts were destroyed without any suspense. Sawdust flew everywhere. The men of the Stewart family were desperate. Close your eyes.
Jonah gritted his teeth and pressed his finger on the light trigger of the magic pistol. He fired four shots in a row. With no shooting experience, he took his beginner's luck to the extreme. Several large knots were accurately cut off. On the main mast At the moment when it was about to break, the broken front mast was finally freed from the pull of the cable. It roared and disappeared into the rolling yellow sand behind (from Jonah's perspective, it should be said to be above).
"Great...Hold on. It's almost the end."
The astrologer's apprentice had just breathed a sigh of relief. Danny's screams sounded again. Jonah held the pistol firmly in one hand and grabbed the rope that tied him up with the other hand. He looked far ahead. The sand and fog seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. The surroundings were as dark as the darkest dawn before sunrise. The dull sound of quicksand continued to increase. It was as if ten thousand cowhide war drums were beating simultaneously from an unknown place ahead.
Suddenly, a wall vaguely appeared in the field of vision. In the eyes of Jonah, who had just adapted to the tilt angle, it was indeed a wall of yellow sand stretching across the sky and the earth. The "Bactrian wind" was like flying. It penetrated the sand mist like a moth to a flame and crashed head-on into the endless sand wall. With the size of a three-masted sailboat, it couldn't even stir up a tiny wave when it smashed into the sand wall.
Hannah knelt behind the wheel and raised her right hand: "Danny, raise the mainsail in thirty seconds."
"That's easy to say." Danny held the dagger in his mouth and squeezed out four words from between his teeth. He was grabbing the protrusion on the deck and crawling towards the mainmast. Every step he took, his body was shaking like a waving flag. Swinging. The white robe rustled in the wind.
"Twenty-five seconds." Stewart, the current head of the family, does not have the habit of bargaining. She stood up straight against the wind and told her brother with a firm back in the red cloak that the order needed to be resolutely implemented.
"How can I help?" Jonah watched in fear as Danny slowly approached. Several times he almost lost his grip and was swept into the strong wind. The dagger pierced into the deck saved his master's life several times.
Danny jumped hard and grabbed a cable on the side of the mainmast. His feet immediately left the ground and hung in the air with only the strength of his hands. "There is a cable connected to a pulley at a symmetrical position with me. Hold it firmly." When Hannah gives the command, I will cut the rope holding the mainsail. Then we will pull down at the same time until the mainsail rises. Understand." He hissed at his cargo friend.
"Understood." Jonah inserted the magic pistol into his belt, twisted his body, and found the wrist-thick rope on his left hand to hold on to.
"Fifteen seconds." Hannah waved her fist in warning.
Danny used his arms hard and bent his body violently like a prawn. He swung on the rope twice. He put his feet against the mast and stabilized his body. He wrapped the rope twice around his arm with his left hand and took out the rope from his mouth with his right hand. Dagger. Aim at the mainsail tie under your feet.
"Five seconds." Hannah waved her arms again.
Jonah saw the endless earth-yellow wall magnifying before his eyes. But the fear was no longer increasing. One stimulus after another made his heart fall into a state of numbness. Nothing could make his heart beat faster anymore. Well...at least that's what the astrologer's apprentice thinks now.
"Raise the sails," the blond female captain shouted.
"Mainsail up." Danny responded. He cut the sail rope with a dagger. The mainsail tied to the deck was immediately swollen by the wind and floated to the rear. Jonah was stunned for a moment, and the rope slipped from his hand. .The rough hemp rope immediately cut the palm of my hand to bleed.
The man from the Stewart family used all his strength to pull on his own rope. "Tighten it." He shouted to his cargo friend on the other side. Due to the unbalanced force on both sides, the mainsail rose crookedly in the air. " The "Bactrian Gale" immediately tilted to the left. The entire hull made a harsh creaking sound. Hannah turned the rudder on the bow to try to correct the ship. But the three-masted ship was tilting and falling like a dragonfly in the storm. Towards that extremely thick wall of yellow sand.
Jonah understood that he was once again standing at a critical point of fate. He had no time to think. He could only use the last bit of strength in his muscles and bone marrow to pull the cable. The pain in his palm turned into a dull numbness. The thick rope was like a force. The infinite strange snake twisted in his hand. The astrologer apprentice looked at the slowly rising sail. He felt like he was fighting against the entire sky.
With the desperate efforts of the seventeen-year-old boy, the main sail was gradually corrected. As the white sail was raised on the scarred main mast, the strong wind that hit the face immediately changed the posture of the three-masted sailboat. Jonah felt his feet sink. It had been a long time. The sense of gravity returned to the body. The wall in front of him slowly fell. The broken bow of the sailboat pointed to the skyline again. "Welcome the impact." Following Hannah's loud reminder, the sand-eating insects chirped with "Bactria" "The strong wind" rose into the sky and shot out from the noisy dust and mist at the end of the big sand waterfall.
Suddenly the world became extremely quiet. Everything around him seemed to slow down. Jonah saw the rope slowly floating in front of his eyes. Danny's head and feet were comically suspended in the dust. Hannah's crimson cloak bloomed like a flower. In the air, long chocolate-colored legs, arms and waist were exposed. Every grain of sand looked crystal clear. It turned out that the sun was shining on the deck from nowhere, making the floating sand and dust shine brilliantly...It turns out that the sand They were fragments of quartz crystal. Jonah carefully examined the structure of a piece of gravel in front of him. A surprised sigh sounded in his mind... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, which textbook would have told him such simple but remote information.
"boom."
Chat and the sailboat landed on the rolling quicksand, splashing a huge sand wave twenty yards high. The "Bactrian wind" rode the wind and waves in the sand flow at the bottom of the big sand waterfall, leaving the huge roar of the sand waterfall behind. Jonah patted his chest, which had been knocked out of place. He coughed out a mouthful of hot yellow sand. Then he raised his head. What he saw was the clear blue sky above the endless sea of sand. Danny sat on the floor and laughed. Laughing. Hannah turned back behind the wheel. There was a bleeding scar on her forehead, but her eyes were brighter than the noon sun.
"Coming over. The steepest waterfall in fifteen years."
The man of the Stewart family fell on the deck and waved his fist. Hannah Stewart slowly walked down the bow of the ship. Due to her weak strength, she almost tripped over the messy cables. She walked to the side of the ship and looked down. Then she patted the railing. Showing a pleased smile: "It's okay to chat. She is such a strong girl."
"It's over." Jonah froze in disbelief.
"Look back for yourself." Danny didn't bother to get up and pointed behind him.
The astrologer's apprentice slowly untied the knot with his injured fingers. As soon as he turned around, he was stunned. His heart, which he thought would not beat violently again, played a fierce drumbeat.
That huge cliff with towering heights and rushing yellow sand is the place where I just rushed down. Jonah stared at the miracle of the Creator with his mouth wide open. In geographical mapping, 700 yards is just one fingertip to another on the sheepskin map. It's a tiny distance. But standing under a 700-yard-high cliff can truly appreciate the majesty of creation. This 700-yard distance is not made of rocks. It is the crazy trajectory of tens of millions of tons of yellow sand sloping down. The three-masted sailing ship has drifted away. Far away from the big sand waterfall. But from the violent vibrations on the ground, you can clearly feel the heavy impact of the falling sand flow every moment.
He raised his head high until his neck made a hard rattling sound due to the excessive angle. Jonah could barely see the horizontal line at the top of the sand waterfall. The top of the cliff shrouded in sand and mist was terrifyingly far away. Thinking of how far away he was, it felt like a world away. He swooped down from where he was. Dense goose bumps appeared on the back of the apprentice astrologer. His legs went weak and he sat down on the ground.
"This... is simply gambling with life..." Yona murmured. He raised his palms and looked at them. Both palms were covered with wounds. But the blood was absorbed by the yellow sand. It looked like a thick oil paint mixed with red and yellow.
"You got to the point, cargo friend." Danny said with a weak smile. "Gamble with your life again and again. Isn't this the most interesting thing in the endless sand sea."
Hannah slowly approached the two men and looked into Yona's arms. Yona suddenly woke up and took out the Summer White Sakura from his belt. He turned around and handed the gun back to the other man. He said a little shyly: "I'm sorry. I fired continuously. Five shots were fired. I shouldn’t be able to fire anymore today.”
Hannah nodded and reached out to hold the handle of the gun. He hesitated again and did not take back the magic pistol.
"It's very strange." Danny commented from the side. "With how much my sister attaches importance to my father's relics, she would actually throw it to you. It's really inexplicable and weird. If your hand slips and you don't catch it, if you want to come back again, Recovering this gun from the quicksand is simply a waste of life. Humph."
Only then did Jonah react. He seemed a little confused: "Yes. This gun..."
Hannah suddenly let go of her hand, pushed the handle of the gun, turned and walked towards the bow of the ship: "Leave it to you. Find out the secret of Summer White Sakura, and then return it to me."
The two men looked at each other in astonishment. The man from the Stewart family covered his mouth: "It's over, it's over. My sister has fallen in love with you. The contemporary head of the Stewart family actually fell in love with a seventeen-year-old kid of unknown origin. It was a transportation The entrusted goods. If I had known this, I might as well have married her to Lao Bei two years earlier. I could have at least obtained a quarter of the East Side shares of the Racing Star. Damn it."
“Chichi…bang.”
Amidst the familiar sound of steam erupting, "Lame Henry's Prosthetic Leg" fired a bullet, leaving a deep, smoking hole on the deck. One centimeter above the bullet hole, it was Danny covered in his white robe.
Crotch.
The elder brother lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his robe. He wiped the bridge of his nose calmly: "Sometimes it would be a good idea to marry Edward Schmidt and become the proprietress of the 'Light of the Goddess'... Say goodbye to these days of swords and swords...