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His raises head came to look forward, they stopped in front of a closed wooden door, outside the ship’s top armor plates, the thin door could not cover the sound of the wind outside, the sea water splashed out of the door. Flowing down the stairs, it seems like a hanging waterfall.

The pale electro-optic occasionally penetrates into the gap between the wood and the wood, and several long strips of light in the dark aisle to hit seal.

“A thousand years sounds very long, but it is still too short for this war. Seriously, I don’t know if this World can fight Dragon of Twilight. Don’t say Odin, they think so, it’s me, too. It is better to think that it may be back to God on the earth.” He whispered: “The power of mortals is too weak. How could it be against Twilight…”

“But we can’t go back, the gods have already left,” White Mist’s nephew reflected Kay Elder Bo put his hand on the door and tried to open the door: “And the time left to us is so short. If Aerlanta can’t seal Twilight, the whole world will face the disaster.”

She paused and seemed to be able to hear the door creaking and the grating being pushed away, the sound of squally showers coming in from outside. Everyone has subconsciously played a chill, and even the far-reaching Andersia is no exception.

“And even if it succeeds.” White Mist’s voice was blown away by the wind, and it seemed to be intermittent: “It’s just a delay of decades. The future of World will face all that, the war beyond the elemental barrier continues. For thousands of years, whether Earth Legion still exists, what is the attitude towards our world. No one can say clearly.”

“But anyway,” she replied: “The future is at least handed over to the mortal.”

“Is this Marsha’s meaning?” Brando murmured.

“This is exactly what Marsha means.”

The storm wind and rain had completely invaded the cabin and drowned the conversation between the two.

The squally wind turned the narrow cabin into a roaring corridor, and the sea smashed his head and covered it, as if Elder Bo had opened a broken wooden door. It is the valve at the bottom of the reservoir. The sea water is connected to a wave of waves, and it is like a waterfall.

The little Fairy, who was stunned by Brando, screamed with his hand to cover one’s own face. Of course, this basically didn’t help, and soon she became a chicken.

However, other people are basically unaffected. The seawater has not been affected by them. It is blocked by an invisible force. After the line of Silver’s Laws flicks a few times, the seawater breaks up and falls on the board to form a Circle white foam.

Kay Elder Bo stands in the wind and rain, the robe has been soaked, but the chunky Tilmos are unaffected and determined to be a statue. This is the true character of the sea people, watching the ocean and conquering the ocean. This wind wave is no different from the summer afternoon shower.

Brando heard the sound of the horn before and after, it was not the kind of ship like a human sailor, it was more like a series of whistling sounds in the heavy rain, then he heard a long horn long sound. A ray of light column penetrates the pouring rain curtain and shines from the opposite side.

The ray of light column is linked to the light beam from the ship’s group, and a bright light path is formed on the dim sea. He stands on the armor plates and looks at dozens of leading ships on the rough sea. Walking along this light path, I can’t help but also raise a heroic spirit.

He had already seen the outline of another squad that loomed in the storm, and White Mist said to him loudly: “They use light to convey information and inform each other of the undercurrents and whirlpools. That should be the nearest fleet. There may be several ships of this size nearby.”

“Why is this, Kay Elder Bo?” Brando asked the former Tilmos Elder Road.

The latter was nodded, and a sound from the spirit sounded in the minds of several people: “That is the fleet of the foggy clan, they just returned from Faresa, they hunted a sharp seal, a good harvest -“

“Farissa is the ice sea, where is the home of crystal Stag,” White Mist said immediately.

Brando nodded, Malocha is not on this boat, the sacred creature is born to get out of the way, crystal Stag is the best guide in the storm, their line is so respected, Planeswalker’s identity is only one of the reasons, and the existence of Malocha Also contributed.

The latter should now lead the entire fleet on the front of the leading ship.

“How far are we from the place of the transaction?” he asked again.

Kay Elder Bo erected a fat, fat finger. “There is less than a distance from the light chain. As long as you cross the Strait of the Skull, the storm will stop.” His voice said in the spirit of the crowd, Brando did not understand how far a light chain was, and White Mist was obviously not clear. So this time she didn’t speak.