Unlike the rainbow colors that appear outside, the rainbow-colored fog is covered with a thin mist, but it is an ordinary mist. There's not even anything out of the ordinary, it's just an ordinary fog.

And through the mist, the sight turned out to be the ruined ship trees floating everywhere. Some of them have probably sunk here for too long, and the wind blows through them, bringing with them a musty smell. It's a peculiar smell of rotten wood that has apparently been soaked for some time.

The pirate ship under Klockdahl's seat kept passing over some inclined pirate ships. Looking over from here, you can still vaguely see some pirate ship supplies scattered around the shipwreck. Among them are some precious swords, and looted treasure chests and other valuables.

Without paying much attention to the gold and silver treasures, he waved his hand forward, pointing to a well-preserved shipwreck. Klockdahl motioned to the navigator below and leaned over the hull.

However, when Klockdahl stepped on the ship in front of him, Klockdahl realized that he had really underestimated the extent of the ship's decay. The wreckage of the pirate ship, which looked like it could barely float on the surface of the sea, had long since decayed, and in some places it was even emptied.

I don't know when this ship fell into this strange fog. Looking at the white powder that was vaguely left on the ship, and the broken bones were all telling about this era, it may have been too long to be exquisite.

However, it seems that in this rainbow-colored fog, the process of decay of the pirate ship will be much slower than that of the corpse. This is probably the reason why there are so many pirate ships accumulated here, and there are few intact dry bones to be seen.

"Uh...... Is this, footprints!?" Suddenly, a faint white trail caught Klockdahl's attention.

Looking at its shape, it is obvious that it is a human footprint. And based on the surrounding dust coverage, it is surmised that this series of footprints is definitely recent.

"It's interesting now, in this weird fog, there are other living people......" This speculation obviously made Klockdahl have another expectation for this trip to the rainbow-colored fog.

Perhaps, these treasure maps may have been passed on by that person. However, this is only a speculation, and Klockdahl has not really taken it for granted.

So, what else is in this fog? Klockdahl couldn't help but think of those rumors, if those rumors are true, then this operation may really have a lot of gains.

"Is this the ......" Klockdahl returned to his pirate ship, judged the direction in which the owner of the footprints was most likely to go, and waved his hand to order his men to drive in.

Fortunately, this time, for the sake of unnecessary trouble, Klockdahl only drove out a small pirate ship. Therefore, in the face of this strange sea area with complex sea conditions, it is like a fish in water.

As the boat slowly advanced, the surroundings gradually became more and more cheerful, and the fog became thin. But there was still no reliable gap. It's as if it's a fully enclosed space, and although it seems like there's everything, it lacks a clear sense of the flow of time.

"It's so boring, is there really a Shock Fruit here......" At this time, Pretty was still very attached to the Shock Fruit. In other words, I am interested in the process of finding treasures.

"Still thinking about treasure hunting...... It's a strange place, and we can't find a way out!" said Demps, shrugging his shoulders speechlessly, pointing to the blurred sea behind him.

At this time, people realized that they had been lost in this strange sea. Even the recording pointer that MR.1 was holding in his hand swayed and lost its role in pointing the way.

This discovery made everyone who was originally eager to try it be poured cold water. However, it was the pirates who came by the wind and waves, and everyone quickly regained their composure.

"Da Da!" The faint sound of footsteps was obviously a little prominent in this slightly silent space.

"There are voices, and there are ...... Found it!!"

Although the color of seeing and hearing is also limited here, the profound color of seeing and hearing has helped Klockdahl quickly lock on to the target.

The sandy body was re-formed on the deck of a ruined sea ship. Instead of moving on, Klokdal, who had regrouped his body, looked at the position of the cabin.

"How long are you going to hide, do you really think I haven't found out......"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a dangerous smile, and Klockdahl already had the power of wind and sand in his hands, constantly circling up, and it seemed that the next moment it would burst out and hurt people.

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a deliberately suppressed breathing sound in the dark cabin, which becomes more and more rapid after Klockdahl's voice falls.

Don't you come out!! A timid voice rang out in the dark cabin.

"Don't come here...... Who the hell are you!?Edward...... Edward, where is he?"

The timid female voice finally failed to stop Klockdahl's determination. The next moment, the wind and sand rolled up, and the already dilapidated cabin was directly leveled.

The wind and sand gradually dispersed under the control of Klockdahl, and the owner of the voice in the cabin finally revealed his true face.

This is a woman with beautiful short pink hair. However, at this time, her beautiful face was furrowed. And looking at the panic in the eyes of the young girl in front of him, Klockdahl couldn't help but be stunned.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, how could this be an ordinary harmless girl? Shouldn't it be a hidden conspirator!......? And who is the guy named Edward?

"Who the hell are you!, why are you here...... And what's your name!?" There were so many doubts in Klockdahl's heart that he couldn't help but blurt out, and asked several questions in a row at once.

Touching her face with her little hand, the pink-haired woman, only then did she realize that she was not dead. But the next moment, Klockdahl's question was heard. Suddenly, like a frightened little white rabbit, his hands were at a loss to put them everywhere.

"I don't know how I got in here, and ...... That's my name is Joelly Summer Snow ......"

Before the strange woman could say anything, another figure swept past Klockdahl and appeared in front of the short-haired pink woman, interrupting Klockdahl's desire to continue talking.

"Uh, Bonnie, why are you here!?" Klokdahl was surprised when he saw the comer. But when the eyes fell on the two of them, especially the hair that was exactly the same color. Klockdahl seemed to grasp something, and a light flashed in his heart.

To be continued......

PS: It's too late to finish a chapter, so I'll just send it at 7:30 in the morning, forgive me. (To be continued.) )