Late at night, the moon and stars are scarce.

The bright moonlight sprinkled all over the sea, and the calm sea did not even have many waves, which was a rare moment for the sea to show its tenderness to the outside world.

The Janesa was moving at a very slow pace, and most of the crew were already asleep, but the tranquility of the ship was broken by the navigator at this moment, although modern ships have navigational equipment, but this position is still firmly maintained by many captains, so that if the equipment is damaged, someone can save everyone's life.

The commotion soon reached the captain's ears from the crew, and when he came to the deck with a sense of fury, he found that the sailors who had first alarmed the people had fallen to their knees, holding the various amulets in their hands and praying in whispers. The captain knew that the captain knew that he had a talisman made of bone in his arms, but he did not understand what had happened to make these brothers who had seen the wind and waves have to pray, and it was clear that the calm and the waves were the best weather on the sea.

When he subconsciously looked in the direction of the crowd's kneeling, he suddenly felt his knees weaken a little - he finally knew why his group of brothers knelt.

In that direction, there was a wave half a meter above the surface of the sea - it was not only completely facing the direction of the waves at the moment, but whenever a wave approached the wave, the approaching wave disappeared directly, as if it did not dare to offend the wave, as if his subordinates were making way for their own king.

What's more, under the bright moonlight, a figure is stepping on the waves, step by step as if the whole sea is its own yard.

This-this-this is Aquaman's patrol!

With this thought, the last of the strength of his legs was completely drained, his body subconsciously softened, his forehead touched the deck, and he knelt down in the direction of the figure, and began to mutter a prayer that he did not know what he himself meant—and with his actions, the captain's crew, even those who had no faith, sank their heads deeply.

After a long time, it was not until the figure turned into a small dot and disappeared that the crew members got up, and their faces all wore joyful looks—this was the most enviable miracle of any belief.

The joy was nearly doubled when none of the ship's observation instruments were able to record the figure, and the captain even made an exception at this time to allow a drink to celebrate the day's experience—he now firmly believed that he had seen a miracle.

However, he didn't know that on the other side, the figure was insulting the black-hearted second-hand bookstore owner who didn't do anything—there was only a slight deviation from what he said! When he teleported, whether it was forward, backward, left or right, there was not even a shadow of an island in all directions, so he had to look around.

Rubbing his calf, which was still aching faintly, Alan grinned, and the stinky girl gave him two more times after eating dessert after dinner, didn't he just burn it and found that the book he handed her was not the one he handed to her, as for such a ruthless hand? He was also desperate, why did this thing have upper and lower volumes, he didn't pay attention to it when he saw the right name, could he blame him?

Fortunately, when he got to the sea, he found that Nami's inheritance could almost ignore the magic power spent on the sea, although the power was still pitiful, but it was enough to hurry, so he didn't have to give up the plan first and then go back, but he didn't find anything in this direction after walking so far, and he should change his direction.

He swore that if he searched all the directions and didn't find anything, he would definitely give him a map and ask him for fifty gold Galleons to look good, and cursed him so much that he couldn't get out of the hospital gate for half a month!

Just as he was about to abandon the search in this direction, the high-flying Hualuo suddenly sent a signal - it had made a new discovery.

When Alan walked a kilometer or so further, he finally found that there was something wrong with the area that Hua Luo was concerned about, where, although it seemed that every wave could pass smoothly, his ability to manipulate the waves directly told him that there was something wrong there, about dozens of square kilometers of land was covered by a special magic.

Even from this distance, Eren could still feel a trace of sad magic flowing through him, worthy of being a gathering place for creatures full of negative emotions such as Dementors, and the most terrifying hell in the mouth of wizards except for the mysterious people - Azkaban.

Sirius was the only wizard to have escaped from the creatures since the Dementors had returned to the Ministry of Magic, and their home base, Azkaban, had already appeared in front of Allen's eyes after walking hundreds of meters with his shield on his head.

To Alan's surprise, this place was not as bad as he imagined, it was a hellish place, on the contrary, if other factors were excluded, it could be called a castle.

A thick layer of fog locked firmly above the castle, and even the moonlight was still so bright that it could only be roughly discerned, and there was no other source of light in the castle except for the dim light in the cell so that the Ministry of Magic could claim that it had not abused the prisoners, after all, Dementors were creatures that were born blind, and they could only judge by their souls.

Fortunately, Eren had a stealth from the widowmaker in addition to his shield, otherwise he would have to make it several times more difficult to kill - this is an easy thing to fail, at least until he finds his target.

Because of this, he had to suppress his intent to kill Dementors—the system was already planning to demand them.

It's a pity that Alan has no intention of imitating Zhao Yun at the moment, this is someone's lair, it's okay to fight in the distance, and break into the center directly, even Dumbledore can't hold it - it is feasible for ants to bite and kill elephants, especially if these Dementors are not ants but hyenas.

Rao had a shield, and Alan could still feel the thick negative emotions that were almost condensed into liquid pervade throughout the castle - in such a situation, it was really difficult not to go crazy, no wonder the wizards who could come out of it all had symptoms similar to paranoia, no wonder Hagrid only came in for a while and even trembled when he heard the name- You know, this giant smiles at even the most ferocious magical creatures (although Alan has always thought that he has a magical creature affinity plus 100 aura).

After scouring dozens of windows and finding things wrong, Alan finally made his way to a window, bypassing a Dementor who delivered food (yes, so obedient and disobedient).

Although the face of the person inside was no longer visible when he grabbed his hair and beard, the eyes full of remorse and hatred made Alan confirm his identity as soon as possible - the Avenger, Sirius, Black, who made the worm tail that blew up a street with a spell, even the soul was afraid!