The angel of the sea took him to the place where he fell, and stood tall with the trunk of the tree, and then returned to his dwelling, leaving him alone to work there, and he certainly did not care about the efficiency of his work, for he would never be able to cut enough wood for a ship.

The angel of the sea gave him a great axe, which fit in the palm of his hand, and a bronze axe, and two sharp blades of brass, and a beautiful handle, made of olive wood, which was inserted into the hole of the brass axe, and then the angel of the sea gave him a polished flat axe, and led the way, and came to the end of the island, where tall trees, oaks, poplars, and cedar trees, which were long dried up, and suitable for making a light and floating raft, and strong enough to withstand the blows of the stormy waves.

As soon as the angel of the sea had departed, he immediately began to cut down the trees, and he did it in no time, and he cut down twenty great trees, and struck them clean with a brass axe, and cut out the planes, and laid them out with great skill according to the straight pink thread, when the angel of the sea turned back and brought him a drill, with which he drilled holes, and fastened them with pegs and bolts in each of the trees, and made a cargo ship with a wide bottom, like a skilled carpenter, and made his hand-made sailing gear, which was about as wide as it was。

Then he lifted the segments of the trees, laid out the decks, inserted the tightly packed side posts, and worked incessantly to complete the construction of the hull with long rafters, and then he made the mast and the matching trusses, and a rudder oar, and steered the course of the ship, and along the entire deck of the ship, held back the branches of the willow trees against the rush of the waves, and spread out a large number of branches.

At this time, the angel of the sea brought in a large piece of cloth to make the sails of the ship, and he skillfully put in order ropes, sails, and halyards, and placed them on the deck of the wooden ship, and finally, he rolled the log on the bottom of the ship and dragged it down the glittering sea.

On the fourth day, everything was ready, and on the fifth day, the angel of the sea bathed him, put on his fragrant garments, and sent him away, and the angel of the sea loaded two skins, one filled with dark purple liquor, and the other, the greater one, filled with pure water, and carried a bag of food and many delicacies for the benefit of mortals, and at last summoned a good wind, a warm, gentle breeze, to send him on his voyage.

The glorious Nuo Himself, delighted in the sea breeze, opened the sails, sat upright, skillfully steered the rudder oars, and guided the voyage of the wooden ship, and the sleepiness never climbed into his eyelids, for he looked intently at the familiar signs of the ocean, and at the celestial charts, especially the constellation Ursa Major, which they called "the Blazer Major", which always rotated in one place, and of all the stars, only Ursa Major never sank and bathed, but was always firmly in his fixed position, guiding the way to the passers-by on the sea, telling them where they were.

The angel of the sea had told him to follow the right side of the constellation Ursa Major and break the waves, and for seventeen days he sailed and broke the waves, and on the eighteenth day there appeared a hazy mountain scene on the water, which was the continent to which he was to turn, and the nearest shore of the land, which seemed to lie like a shield, on the murky surface of the ocean.

At that time, the mighty God of the Split Earth was returning from the foot of the far western mountain, and he could be seen from the high ridge of the mountain, crossing the sea in a wooden boat. Seeing this, the angel of the Split Earth was furious, and shook his head more than ever, and said to his soul, "What is the matter? There is no doubt that the Almighty and the Angels of the Roads have changed their minds about themselves, and they have made a decision to reverse their word without informing me when I visited the Western Mountains, and now that he has sailed near to his native kingdom, and is destined to be freed from the realm of the great calamity which he has suffered, and yet I think I can still make him suffer enough!"

The angel of the earth splits the earth, gathers the dark clouds in the sky, clasps the three prongs with both hands, stirs up the sea, puffs up every rush, all the winds, densely covered the sedimentary clouds, covering the earth and the sea, the angel of the night jumps out of the sky in advance, the angel of the east wind and the angel of the south wind are entangled with each other, and the fierce angel of the west wind and the angel of the north wind fed by the heavens, and the waves of the turbulent sea are all gathered together, and they are surrounded and besieged by themselves.

Suddenly his knees weakened with fright, his mind was distracted, he felt agitated and angry, and he said to his reckless heart: "Cough, unfortunate man, what will be the fate of me? I fear that the angel of the sea is right in his words, that I will suffer at sea until I reach home, and that it is now being fulfilled! Compared with me, those families who died in battle were three times happier than me, and even four times happier in the vast land near the eastern city at the foot of the vast Mount Sinai, in order to please the sons of the war angels. May I have died at that time, and be struck by fate, when the hordes of people of Dongcheng threw their weapons at the head of the city against me and besieged Nodin, so that I might receive the rite of fire and the honor that my family and country had given me, and now fate would have brought me to such a miserable end. ”

As soon as he had finished speaking, a huge wave rushed down from the height, and with great force like a mountain and a sea, the wooden boat shook incessantly, sweeping him far off the plank, and taking off the rudder in his hand, and the fierce and violent whirlwind gathered and struck at the waist, cut off the mast, swept away the sails and decks, and threw them on the distant peak, and buried himself in the valley of the waves, and filled it for a long time, so that he could not get out of the water at once, and from under the stormy waves, the clothes given by the angels of the sea tore him down, and at last he was able to poke his head out, and spit out the salty seawater, which still poured down from his head in strands。

Yet, in spite of weariness, he did not forget the wooden boat, and turned around, and threw himself into the waves, and grasped the edge of the boat, and climbed up to the surface, and crouched in the middle of the hull, avoiding the end of death, and the great waves lifted the wooden boat, and tossed it on its peaks, and rose and fell, like the north wind in the autumn, and swept across the plains, and blew and shook the thistles, and the latter stood one by one, and like this, the wind tossed the wooden boat, and rose and fell, on the surface of the sea, and sometimes the angel of the south wind threw it to the angel of the north wind to play, and sometimes the angel of the east gave it to the angel of the west to pursue。

At this time, another angel of the sea, who is said to be from the mortal foot of Ino, who was rescued by the angel of the sea after his death, became one of the angels of the sea, specializing in helping those who were shipwrecked and saving them from the abyss of death;

Today, when he saw Noji drifting with the waves and suffering, the angel of the sea, feeling compassion, came out of the water, like a seagull with wings, and perched on the boat, and said to him: "Poor man, why does Poseidon, the god of the earth, hate you so much, and let you suffer such a calamity? Yet, though he hates you, he will not be able to destroy you, well, as I say, it seems that you do not look like an unreasonable fool, take off this garment, leave the wooden boat to the wind, spread your arms, and row hard, and swim to the land shore opposite the law, which is destined to get you out of danger, take it, and tie it between your breasts, and there is such a thing, it will never be corrupted, and you need not fear death, you will not fear suffering, but when you grasp the edge of the shore with both hands, you must untie your turban and throw it into the wine-blue sea, so that it is far from the land, and as you do, do not forget to turn your head and face。 ”

After saying this, the angel of the sea sent out his turban, and then the undulating sea was like a seagull, and the dark, raging salt water covered his figure, and at that time, the outstanding, long-suffering Nuo Himself, weighing and weighing, said to his own reckless heart: " Oh my God, I fear that some angel is deliberately trying to make me give up the wooden boat, no, at the moment, I can't do it, the field that I have seen, he says I can get rid of it there, still on the far shore, yes, I can do this, and it seems wonderful: as long as the hull of the ship does not fall apart, and the wooden sections are connected, I will be in the boat, and I will endure the hardships, and I will not give up the boat, my only recourse, but when the waves break the boat, then I will swim in the sea, and I can no longer think of a better decision. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, he wandered in his heart and soul, and the angel who split the earth set off a huge wave of the sea. The thrilling rapids, rolling up the head of the water, smashed down, just as the wind blew, swept away a pile of dry chaff, scattered and fell to the ground, the block of the wooden boat was smashed to pieces by the crest of the waves, but Noji rode across a piece of wood, like a horse, immediately stripped off the clothes given to him by the angel of the sea, quickly tied the turban that Eno gave him, around the bust, plunged into the waves, waved his arms, and rowed desperately; Struggle, in this deep ocean, let you suffer enough, until you are in that band of people, the people raised by the Almighty, even so, I think, you will not be nitpicking, and sorrowful about what you have endured. ”

With that, the Angel of the Split Ground whipped his long-maned steed and headed to his dwelling, where his splendid palace was located.

At this very moment the sheep-eyed angel was planning his next step, and he stopped the wind, and let all the fierce blows calm them down, and turned back to sleep, only to stir up the swift north wind, and to subdue the waves before him, until the mighty one, who had been nurtured by the mighty, escaped death and the angel of death, and was in the midst of the people of his homeland who loved the oars.

For two days and two nights, he wandered in the deep waves, thinking again and again of the coming of death, but when the angel of dawn brought the third day, the wind stopped blowing and stopped, and the sea was windless and silent.

With a great wave rising from a peak, Noji flashed a swift glimpse, and saw that the shore of the landing was not far from him, and like a sick father, with a piercing pain, he turned into a living life, and relieved them of his sorrows for his children, who had been sick for a long time, and was physically and mentally exhausted, and was attacked by some terrible divine power, but the situation turned into joy, and the mighty angel relieved him of the sickness, and just like that, the appearance of land and woods, refreshed Noji, and he swam through the waves, and forged on, and tried to land.

But when he was far from the shore, and came within reach of the shouts, he heard the sound of the waves crashing against the reef, and a monstrous wave of the crest of the waves slammed down on the dry beach, splashing out scattered water foam, covering everything, and there was neither a harbor for the ship to moor, nor a crossing to enter the ship, but only abrupt rock peaks, and rough cliffs; In my despair, the Almighty let me see the shore, and I had struggled to make my way through the waters, but now I could not find an exit, in this gray-blue sea. Ahead of me was a sharp reef, surrounded by rolling waves and rumbling, against a steep rock wall, and the water was so deep that there was no flat place to stand on my feet from the danger in front of me, and I feared that as I was climbing, a great wave would throw me against the abrupt stone wall and destroy my efforts to get ashore, but if I tried to find a beach that leaned against the waves or a harbor where the boat was anchored, I feared that the storm would catch me and let me cry out and sweep me into the ocean where the fish swam, and perhaps some angel might release a monster from the bottom of the sea, and there were such companions in many places, and I knew that the glorious angel of the Ripper hated me and hated me deeply。 ”

Just as he was thinking about it, in his heart and soul, a huge wave threw him against the rough crumpled rock wall, and he was about to face the end of his skin being scraped and his bones shattered by the rock, but at this critical moment, the sheep-eyed angel sent a revelation and poured it into his heart, and he desperately grabbed the rock face, gritted his teeth with his hands, and cried out loudly until the wave rushed in front of him! However, though he survived the impact, the return of the waves threw him away from the rock he was holding and threw him far into the sea, like an octopus, dragged out of its nest by an external force, and the mud was covered with suckers, just like this, the rock stuck to the force of his hand and tore off the skin of his palm, and the waves pressed down on his face and buried him.

At that time, poor Noji might have broken through the constraints of fate, and drowned himself at the bottom of the sea, and it was the sheep-eyed angel who sent him the idea of escape, and he rushed out of the rags, which spewed down the shore of the sea, and swam along the shore, always with his eyes fixed on the shore, hoping to find a beach that was slanted against the waves, or a harbor where the boat was stopped, and then he continued to swim to the mouth of a river, and found himself in the clear water, which he felt was the best place to land, without rocks, but sheltered from the wind. Seeing the river rushing out of the mouth, he prayed silently, and spoke in his heart: "Listen to me, king, no matter which angel you are, I am approaching you, and I need your help, an unfortunate man who has escaped from the sea, the curse of the angel who has broken the earth, and even to the immortal angels, the wanderers who have fallen into the wilderness can pray for help, like me, who have endured all kinds of suffering, and have come to your knees. Have pity on my misfortune, my lord, and let me confess to you, I am a mortal man who prays to you. ”